Douluo: Twin Origins, Suppressing the World

Chapter 209 The Holy Spirit Cult's Visitors

"Lord of Hongchen Hall!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, the members of the Imperial City Guard breathed a sigh of relief.

With this powerful figure from the Sun Moon Empire, it is believed that this brazen individual who dared to kill people in the Sun Moon Imperial City will be severely punished.

"So you're that Mingde Hall Master?" Even when facing this Title Douluo-level powerhouse, Ling Shuang still maintained her arrogant demeanor.

This wasn't just a pretense of composure for the sake of her character; Ling Shuang genuinely wasn't afraid of Jing Hongchen.

Although he may not be a match for Jing Hongchen at present, escaping should not be a problem.

Moreover, he also possesses the Snow Emperor's pendant and the Emperor's dragon scales, so if things really don't go well and he can't fight back, he can simply summon others.

Although Jing Hongchen's expression was calm at this moment, her heart was not so.

Although he caught Ling Shuang's scythe with apparent ease, his hand was actually trembling slightly.

Although he didn't use his preferred soul tool when he received Ling Shuang's attack, he directly used his own soul power to block it.

Although the general combat strength of these Soul Masters in the Sun Moon Empire is not high, a Title Douluo is still a Title Douluo. Being able to suffer a defeat at the hands of a Soul King, Jing Hongchen will naturally not be at peace.

Looking at the devilishly handsome young man with an arrogant smile in front of him, Jing Hongchen felt somewhat dazed.

When did the world become so full of prodigies and geniuses?

If he hadn't seen Ling Shuang's portrait before, and if the martial spirit this guy just used wasn't completely different from the staff martial spirit Ling Shuang had mentioned in the intelligence, Jing Hongchen would have thought that Ling Shuang had come to the Sun Moon Empire.

After all, there is probably only one person on the entire continent who is as brilliant and outstanding as Ling Shuang, who became famous in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition.

But at this moment, another monstrous genius appeared before him.

Just from that move, Jing Hongchen wasn't sure whether this guy in front of him or Ling Shuang was better, but he was certain of one thing: this kid was definitely stronger than his genius grandson.

"You can go down first, I'll handle things here." Jing Hongchen waved his hand slightly.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing his order, the guards who had been there earlier all left.

"Old man, what exactly do you want?" Ling Shuang pouted, somewhat impatiently.

Jing Hongchen wasn't annoyed. In his opinion, Ling Shuang should look like this, otherwise those people wouldn't have bothered him.

"Kid, someone wants to see you."

Seeing that no one was around, Jing Hongchen waved his hand, signaling the person hiding to come out.

A somewhat thin figure walked over from not far away, his gaze fixed on Ling Shuang with fervent eyes.

"Your Holiness!"

The man approached Ling Shuang and called out softly in reverence.

A glint of light flashed in Ling Shuang's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

He frowned slightly, his tone harsh: "What Holy Son? Are you out of your mind?"

The man shook his head repeatedly: "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong!"

He looked at the giant scythe in Ling Shuang's hand, which was modified from the Twin Staffs of Creation and Annihilation, and felt the destructive power that was deliberately changed and was no longer pure, even appearing evil, with a face full of piety.

"Look at this intoxicating aura! There's no mistake, you are our Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church!"

The man's infatuated expression was as if he had seen some rare treasure.

Although Ling Shuang was prepared, she still felt quite awkward under this guy's gaze.

"Hey, you pervert, don't look at me like that. Is that 'gang leader' your friend?"

Ling Shuang's expression at this moment was genuine, not an attempt to flesh out her character.

The guy's gaze sent a chill down his spine.

If it weren't for the plan, he really wanted Di Tian to come over and slap this guy to death.

Fortunately, the guy seemed to respect Ling Shuang, this "Holy Son," and after seeing the disgust on his face, he withdrew his infatuated expression. He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Ling Shuang:

"Your Highness, let me introduce myself. I am an elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, known as Mask. You may call me Mask."

Upon hearing this, Ling Shuang also remembered things about this person.

He didn't have much screen time in the original novel; he was just a cannon fodder Douluo who was easily killed.

Although he knew someone was watching him from the shadows, he never expected it to be this guy.

However, this did not stop Ling Shuang from continuing to act.

"The Holy Spirit Cult, that evil soul master organization?" Ling Shuang scoffed.

"So, what kind of leader are you? I didn't expect you to have connections with the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Jing Hongchen did not answer, but his expression was not good.

The Holy Spirit Church has never had anything to do with the word "good".

If it weren't for His Highness the Crown Prince, he, the dignified head of Mingde Hall, would never have associated with these guys.

"I've already secured your safety. From now on, it's up to you to handle things."

Having said that, Jing Hongchen didn't linger and turned to leave.

He's not in a good mood right now.

Sending geniuses to the Holy Spirit Cult is a disgrace to him, the head of Mingde Hall!

But he had no choice; His Highness the Crown Prince still needed the power of these evil spirit masters.

No matter how unhappy you are, you have to endure it.

"Your Highness, please come back to the Holy Church with me," the Masked Douluo said with a smile.

If Ling Shuang refuses, he doesn't mind using some methods.

Although this might offend the future Holy Son, Masked Douluo was determined to bring Ling Shuang back to the Holy Church.

"Then I'll go with you. I hope your Holy Spirit Cult won't disappoint me. I don't want to hang out with a bunch of weaklings." Ling Shuang naturally wouldn't refuse, since that was his goal.

"Of course, His Highness the Holy Son will know the strength of our Holy Church when he arrives." The Masked Douluo couldn't hide his pride as he spoke.

In his view, if the Holy Spirit Cult hadn't failed to reveal its full strength to the outside world, Shrek Academy wouldn't be the number one Soul Master force on the continent now.

That is indeed the case.

The Holy Spirit Cult's current strength has indeed surpassed that of Shrek Academy.

Two Limit Douluos, the level 98 sect leader Zhongli Wu, and a bunch of evil soul masters at the Title Douluo level...

Such strength is unmatched even by the Shrek Academy of the past, not to mention that the current Shrek Academy has already lost a level 98 Xuanzi, and Mu En, the Limit Douluo, is also in imminent danger.

"Who is this?" The Masked Douluo's gaze turned to Gu Yuena with a hint of amazement.

He was a womanizer by nature, so it was naturally difficult for him to remain calm when he saw a peerless beauty like Gu Yuena.

“My girlfriend.” Ling Shuang glanced at him coldly.

He was genuinely worried that this guy was driven by lust and would try to take advantage of Gu Yuena.

Otherwise, if this ancestor gets upset and takes action, his plan will be ruined.

Fortunately, Masked Douluo was sensible enough to know that fate was the most important thing, so he decisively withdrew his gaze.

"Holy Son, this person probably cannot come with us..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Gu Yuena silently released a trace of pure evil aura, which was insignificant to the Silver Dragon King.

Sensing that aura, Masked Douluo's expression immediately changed: "It's nothing, Your Highness, this way please."

(End of this chapter)