Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 107 The Corrupted Xuanwu, Traces of the Holy Spirit Cult

Chapter 107 The Corrupted Xuanwu, Traces of the Holy Spirit Cult
"You want to delay?"

Ye Ling saw through Xu Yunchang's plan at a glance.

"With a powerful figure like Silver Moon Douluo protecting Young Master Ye, do you really think I'll stall for time?"

Xu Yunchang smiled, a mocking expression on his face.

"I'm just worried that after I die, the secret of the Xuanming Turtle Martial Soul will be lost to everyone."

"Although it was a provocation, it did pique my interest a little."

"Go ahead."

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow.

"Our Xuanming Sect's inherited martial spirit is the Xuanming Turtle, which possesses the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Xuanwu."

"It's only because of the impure bloodline that the martial spirit has degenerated into the Xuanming Turtle it is today."

Xu Yunchang's face showed a look of disappointment.

"Over the years, our Xuanming Sect has been researching how to enable martial souls to undergo a second evolution and awaken into a god-level martial soul that is superior to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Clear Sky Hammer, and no weaker than the Spirit Hall's Six-Winged Angel."

"Idiot's dream."

Xue Qinghe gave a cold laugh.

Having a six-winged angel martial soul, she naturally knew the power of a god-level martial soul.

They also didn't believe that there was any martial spirit in the world that could compare to the six-winged angel martial spirit of their Qian family.

"So you thought of having intercourse with exceptionally talented virgins, hoping to use the pure yin energy within them to accelerate the evolution of your martial soul?"

Ye Ling, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

Not only was Xue Qinghe stunned, but Xu Yunchang was also stunned.

After a moment, Xu Yunchang sighed.

"The Heaven-Mending Pavilion is truly unfathomable; it even knows such a deeply hidden secret of our clan."

This is actually the despicable thing that the Xuanming Sect of Dou Er did.

Isn't that why Jiang Nannan was entangled with Xu Sanshi for life?
"However, this method can slightly increase the strength of the martial spirit and the soul power."

"But it is impossible to complete the evolution of a martial soul."

As Xu Yunchang spoke, a hint of reminiscence flickered in his eyes.

"Fortunately, I met someone who gave me a new idea."

"If the bloodlines of all the Xuanming Sect members are concentrated into one person, wouldn't that allow the Martial Soul to fully evolve into the Xuanwu Divine Beast?"

"You're a madman, you really are a madman."

Xue Qinghe trembled all over. She couldn't believe that someone would sacrifice their loved ones just to allow their martial soul to evolve.

"Who gave you this advice? Was it Death God Douluo Zhongli Wu?"

Ye Ling asked in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

Xu Yunchang let out a soft "hmm," a look of surprise flashing across his face.

"It seems that Young Master Ye knows a lot."

"So you're so fearless in front of us now, does that mean your martial soul has successfully evolved?"

Ye Ling looked at Xu Yunchang and asked calmly.

"good."

Xu Yunchang nodded, readily acknowledging this.

"He completed the transformation of his martial spirit with the blood of his own people."

"It's just a pity that you will die here today, along with your people!"

Ye Ling's expression turned cold, and he said sternly.

"Master Kong, kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Deming's nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—instantly lit up.

"Today is the day my martial soul evolves, Silver Moon Douluo, you must let me have my fill!"

Xu Yunchang laughed loudly, and then nine soul rings—two yellow, three purple, three black, and one red—appeared beneath his feet.

"How is this possible? Xu Yunchang has actually advanced to the Title Douluo level!"

Xue Qinghe lost his voice.

"And even if he advances to the Title Douluo level, how could he possibly absorb a 100,000-year soul ring!"

"These are all blessings from the cult leader."

Xu Yunchang's eyes suddenly blazed with a bright red light!
An extremely fierce aura emanated from him.

"This aura suggests that he already possesses soul power of level 95 or higher!"

Ye Ling's eyelids twitched. Xu Yunchang was only at the Soul Douluo level back then.

It's only been a short time since we last met, and he's already risen to the 95th level or higher, a titled Douluo?
It's no wonder that evil spirit masters have never been completely eradicated; their speed of increasing strength is simply too fast.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Xu Yunchang let out a loud shout, and his seventh spirit ring lit up beneath his feet.

A giant tortoise, several tens of meters long, poked its head out of the blood pool.

It looked like a monster that had crawled out of the abyss.

The heavy tortoise shell was covered with countless skeletons and hideous faces twisted in pain and howling.

A strange black gas kept emanating from the giant tortoise, polluting everything around it.

Its head was covered with bone plates, its eyes burned with eerie green soul fire, and its mouth was filled with fangs, dripping with corrosive venom.

Its limbs are as thick as giant pillars, covered with heavy bone plates and sharp bone claws.

The "mysterious snake" coiled around the tortoise's body had transformed into a bizarre entity composed of pure resentment and blood, occasionally opening its mouth to roar.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Xue Qinghe murmured as he looked at the true form of the Martial Soul before him.

The angelic martial spirit within her body emitted an extremely strong hostile emotion.

"do not know."

Ye Ling also looked at the thing in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Anyway, it has absorbed so many lives, it must be something special."

A look of disgust flashed across Kong Deming's face.

"Evil Soul Masters are truly disgusting!"

At the same time, his seventh soul skill lit up.

A huge, bright moon rose from the sky, confronting the giant tortoise in the pool of blood.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Eternal Tombstone!"

The eighth black spirit ring beneath the giant tortoise lit up.

Countless tombstones, filled with an ominous black aura, descended from the sky, forming a circle around the blood pool.

The black tombstones interlocked, emitting a ghostly blue light.

Kong Deming was alright, but Ye Ling and Xue Qinghe instantly heard the agonizing cries of countless wronged souls.

Both of them groaned simultaneously, a look of pain flashing across their faces.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue had the power of an angel to protect her mental space, and Ye Ling also had the power of an ancestral witch to guard his sea of consciousness.

Otherwise, that one blow would have been enough to cause both of them to have a mental breakdown and become mentally impaired.

This is a psychological attack!

Kong Deming's expression changed slightly, and the Silver Moon Divine Light shield shone brightly, thus isolating the mental attack on the stone tablet.

"Silver Moon Douluo, more than half of your strength is contained in your Silver Moon Divine Light Shield."

"Now that your Silver Moon Divine Light Shield is protecting two burdens, how can you possibly fight me?"

A hint of human-like mockery flashed across Xu Yunchang's face, now that he had transformed into a martial spirit.

The third and fourth spirit rings below him lit up.

A foul-smelling black liquid was continuously sprayed from the giant tortoise's mouth, constantly polluting Kong Deming's Silver Moon Divine Light Shield.

Kong Deming's face was grim.

The Silver Moon Divine Light Shield was meant to protect Ye Ling and Xue Qinghe, and for a moment he was indeed a bit flustered.

"Master Kong, it seems these evil spirit masters know you quite well."

Ye Ling's expression wasn't good either.

It's clear that the Holy Spirit Cult's period of dormancy was not in vain.

"Who told me there's only one Silver Moon Divine Light Shield?"

Kong Deming's fifth spirit ring lit up immediately.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Silver Moon Fission!"

　I'm speechless. I spent ages trying to find Zhongliwu's title.

　　He is said to be the Grim Reaper.

　　But isn't Death God Douluo his mother Ye Xishui?
　　I'll try to finish this storyline in two chapters.

　　I got carried away writing the original storyline, oh well, oh well.