Civilian Soul Masters in Douluo World

Chapter 163 Planning
The Fallen Soul Master's control over him had vanished, and he had regained some of his intelligence.

His body's instincts drove him to run wildly in a certain direction.

He didn't know where this direction would lead, but he knew that there, he would find the power he needed.

His speed was very fast, surpassing that of a normal six-ring Soul Emperor.

Mavis led the Soul Masters to surround the area, thinking they had trapped all the Fallen Soul Masters.

"How many days have passed? Why haven't the reinforcements from the Spirit Hall and the Empire arrived yet?" Bai Baoshan frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

Not knowing how many Fallen Soul Masters the other side had, nor understanding the Soul Master forces behind them, they dared not easily get involved.
They would need at least one Title Douluo, or more than five Soul Douluos, before they would attempt to annihilate them.

Not only Bai Baoshan felt something was wrong, but Mavis also had a sense of unease.

"Lord of the city, something terrible has happened!"

At this moment, a Soul Master covered in wounds appeared before everyone's eyes, wearing the uniform of the City Lord's Guard.

"What happened? Tell me quickly," Yueyin immediately stepped forward and asked.

The unease in his heart grew stronger, and when he recounted the situation in the city, everyone's expression changed.

"What did you say? The products of those evil rituals have appeared in Crescent City?" Moon Silver's face was very ugly.

As the city lord of Crescent City, he was undoubtedly responsible for this situation and immediately led his men back to Crescent City.

Upon hearing this, the Soul Masters sent by the other forces immediately became restless and all wanted to follow Yue Yin back to the city.

"Wait, their interior must be very vulnerable right now. Follow me and charge in, kill all the fallen soul masters here," Mavis said, stopping Yao Yueyin and the others.

"Then let your Spirit Hall people do this." Many Soul Masters lost patience and, ignoring Mavis's threats, followed Yue Yin back to Crescent City.

The only thing that made Mavis feel fortunate was that some Soul Masters were left behind, including Bai Baoshan, a Soul Douluo.

"Let's get started right away and finish this quickly," Bai Baoshan said.

"it is good."

A large number of beast-like creatures appeared in Crescent City. They could no longer afford to wait any longer and had to force their way in.

What was expected to be a fierce battle turned out to be just a few dozen beast-like creatures standing there dumbfounded.

All the fallen soul masters were killed; the ground was littered with broken limbs, not a single corpse intact.

Judging from their faces after death, they must have suffered untold torment before they died.

"Oh no, we have to go back!"

……

"cough cough"

Zhilin hid, with a knife wound on his body, the residual soul power preventing the wound from healing.

He was originally going to return to Heaven Dou City to report to the royal family about the appearance of a Fallen Soul Master in Crescent City, but he was unexpectedly intercepted by two Soul Douluos.

Not only him, but elsewhere, Mavis sent a Soul Saint back to the Spirit Hall to report the matter, but he was also intercepted by a Soul Douluo.

They only intercepted them, without harming their lives.

At this point, they received a notification and quickly left the area.

Zhilin sensed that the two Soul Douluos outside had left. He was initially suspicious, but after confirming that they had indeed left, he immediately returned to Heaven Dou City at full speed. The Soul Saint of the Spirit Hall in another location did the same.

The Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Royal Family received the notification one after another. Shortly after they received the notification, all the major spirit master forces received the news, almost at the same time.

Crescent Moon City is about to be destroyed by the Fallen Soul Masters, and the people in the city will become food for the dead, turning the city into a blood-soaked wasteland.

How many years has it been since this happened?
The major powers found it hard to believe that such a situation had occurred within the territory of the Heavenly Dou Empire. And while everyone's attention was focused on Crescent City, the situation in Ancient Sword City was even worse.

The entire city fell into a deathly silence, and countless bizarre rituals appeared throughout the city.

Doramb lay naked on the altar in the center of the city, countless streams of blood converging and flowing towards the central altar.

"call"

In an instant, a crimson light enveloped Doramb.

Two yellow, two purple, and three black! Seven soul rings appeared on his body. In just a few years, he continuously improved his soul power level and reached the Soul Saint level.

However, each of his spirit rings has a thin, blood-red line, giving them an eerie aura.

All the inhabitants of a city will become their nourishment.

His soul power level is increasing rapidly.

The soul power at level 73 was pulsating, and in the next second it broke through to level 74, level 75...

I'm about to break through level 79 and reach level 80.

During this process, countless chaotic voices murmured in his mind.

"Dad, I will definitely awaken a powerful martial soul tomorrow."

"I'm sure I'll get a spirit ring and become a spirit master. Once I become a spirit master, I can receive a spirit master stipend from the Spirit Hall."

"Damn it, it's that old guy again. I wish I could kill him."

"..."

Countless voices echoed in Doramb's mind, but he remained rational.

A faint crimson light emanated from his skull, protecting his spiritual sea.

This soul bone saved him countless times. Even after becoming a fallen soul master, it was this soul bone that kept him conscious and prevented him from becoming a completely corrupted puppet.

Initially, this soul bone was just an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone, with an age of only ten thousand years. However, after multiple evolutions, the age of the soul bone reached eighty thousand years.

This sacrifice of the entire Ancient Sword City will surely evolve it to the level of 100,000 years.

When I obtain my eighth spirit ring and add the 100,000-year-old head spirit bone, my strength will reach a new level.

Doron felt that he had a great chance of advancing to the title of Douluo in the future.

At that time, they will be able to rely on their own strength to build a powerful force consisting only of fallen soul masters, overthrow the Spirit Hall, and not need to hide.

Even though Doronbu is only a Soul Saint now, he has gathered a lot of fallen Soul Masters and made them willingly serve him.

The various eerie rituals appearing in Ancient Sword City, each with a fallen soul master standing in the center, their life force slowly dissipating as the ritual progresses.

Ning Qiye was in a corner of Ancient Sword City, with a man in blue robes and several Soul Douluos standing behind him.

He was silently watching Doronbu's transformation. Doronbu only had seven spirit rings, but his aura made every Spirit Douluo present feel afraid.

The man in blue, in particular, had watched Doronbu grow from a low-level Soul Master to where he was today. Only by witnessing it firsthand could one truly understand the terror of a Fallen Soul Master. This kind of reckless pursuit of increasing Soul Power level and surpassing the combat power of a normal Soul Master could easily lead a Soul Master to become addicted to depravity.

"Once the ceremony is over, we'll immediately begin extracting the soul bone."

"Yes."

This is a 100,000-year-old soul bone, which will greatly enhance a soul master's abilities.

Neither Doronbu nor Master Ning noticed a beast-like creature in the city. It was special, as if it were part of the ritual.

(End of this chapter)