Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 285 The Movements of the Holy Spirit Cult

Bibi Dong asked Ye Ling this question simply because Butian Pavilion was the main sponsor of this individual competition.

If this sponsor can't produce a 100,000-year-old soul bone, then this competition will become a huge joke.

"I know what you are all thinking."

Ye Ling looked around and suddenly chuckled.

Ye Ling then took out a lead box from his storage soul tool.

Those astute individuals had already guessed what was in the box and couldn't help but show anticipation.

Amidst the various gazes of the crowd, Ye Ling opened the lead box in his hand.

A powerful surge of soul energy erupted from the lead box, causing the soul energy within the onlookers to churn.

Gulu!

Several sounds of swallowing saliva echoed through the venue.

The contents of the lead box slowly rose into the air, and everyone's gaze followed suit.

It was an exceptionally complete blue-gold skull, with the blue-gold halo appearing to flow like liquid within the skull under the reflection of the crystal.

Like the most perfect work of art, even the two titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Demon, couldn't help but show a greedy look when they saw this skull.

It was only because Pope Bibi Dong and Ye Ling were both present that someone would have been unable to restrain themselves and made a move against this soul bone long ago.

"This is the skull of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, known for its extremely strong vitality. It is the most suitable support, control, and plant-type Soul Master."

Ye Ling's voice, introducing the soul bone, rang in everyone's ears.

In fact, these people didn't care at all what kind of soul beast dropped this soul bone.

They didn't care which soul master this soul bone was suitable for.

A soul bone that's ten thousand years old—there are only a handful on the entire continent.

A soul bone of this age and quality is suitable for any soul master system.

Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor skull not far away, Tang San felt that his Blue Silver King Martial Soul was constantly emitting an instinctive desire.

Even with God King Tang San's composure, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

But it was only one step before he immediately regained consciousness.

"We must seize this soul bone at all costs!"

Tang San's eyes flashed, and he secretly made up his mind.

Although his soul power was far inferior to that of Ye Ling and Long Aotian.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have a trump card.

"This 100,000-year-old soul bone is the reward that our pavilion has put out as the prize for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition."

Ye Ling continued.

In fact, let alone a 100,000-year-old soul bone, not many of the people currently remaining on the Soul Battle Stage have even seen a 10,000-year-old soul bone.

Even if you know your chances of winning are slim, what if you are?
The essence of human beings is gambling addiction!
"Young Master Ye has already explained the rewards very clearly."

Just then, Bibi Dong spoke up.

"You can rest for three days. The specific schedule will be posted at the entrance of the Papal Palace tomorrow."

After a pause, Bibi Dong added a sentence.

"The official competition will be held in our Wuhun City Great Soul Arena!"

Seeing this, Ye Ling also retrieved the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Skull.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope."

With very few exceptions, everyone bowed to Bibi Dong.

"Go register with Ghost Douluo."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and then disappeared from the spot.

Without much conversation, Ye Ling and Long Aotian checked in and went straight back to their hotel.

"Young Master."

Ye Ling frowned slightly when he saw Vina coming to greet him and the others.

"Have Confucius and the others not returned yet?"

"No."

Vina shook her head.

"Three level 98 titled Douluo, their speed is a bit too slow."

Ye Ling looked thoughtful, vaguely sensing that something might have happened.

………………………… In a canyon somewhere southeast of Wuhun City.

"Old Kong, is your positioning accurate or not?"

Seeing that Kong Deming had been observing the instrument in his hand for a long time but had not made any move, Du Busi frowned.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know what the Holy Spirit Cult is capable of?"

Kong Deming retorted without even looking up.

"Indeed, the Holy Spirit Cult's methods are strange, so we'd better be careful."

Leng Yulai, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

Leng Yulai was one of the four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult during the Dragon King Legend era, and she had the most authority to speak on the Holy Spirit Cult.

"In this day and age, the Holy Spirit Cult is practically nonexistent, so why be so cautious?"

Poison Undying shook his head, his expression rather dismissive.

Under the powerful suppression of the Spirit Hall, the fallen individuals of this era were unable to even form a cohesive organization.

From this perspective, the contributions of the Spirit Hall cannot be ignored.

Tang San and his group uprooted the Spirit Hall, but they failed to fill the power vacuum left by its disappearance.

Shrek Academy is famous throughout the continent, but it is only a Soul Master Academy, which is why evil Soul Masters have grown stronger during the Douluo Continent II: The Legend of Tang Dynasty.

"right here."

Ignoring the incessant nagging from the poisoner, Kong Deming followed the instrument's guidance and stopped at a certain point on the mountainside.

"Old Kong, do you mean the thing is hidden in this mountain wall?"

After gently stroking the mountain wall, Du Busi asked.

"Yes, that's what I mean."

Kong Deming nodded.

"If you ask me, it's also your and Young Master's fault. You had nothing better to do than sell such a powerful weapon, which has made us suffer so much now."

Poison couldn't kill him, so he shook his head and complained.

"You're not poisonous enough to kill me, you're being completely unreasonable."

Kong Deming snorted coldly.

"Not to mention that the 100,000-year-old soul bone that was exchanged from the Holy Spirit Cult was absorbed by your disciple."

"Our Butian Pavilion also relied on these near-level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells to completely open up the sales of soul-guided devices on the mainland."

Upon hearing this, Du Bu Si immediately fell silent.

Regardless, the 100,000-year-old soul bone obtained in exchange for the soul-guided cannonball was assigned to Long Aotian.

That one thing alone is enough to shut him up.

"Please stop arguing, seniors."

Leng Yulai frowned and interrupted the bickering between Du Busi and Kong Deming. The Time Shuttle had already appeared in her hand.

"There is indeed a large space inside this mountain wall. Let's go in and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver spatial passage appeared on the mountain wall.

Poison Undying was the first to pass through the space, followed by Kong Deming and Leng Yulai.

The space inside the mountain wall was pitch black, and one could not see anything.

However, the three were, after all, titled Douluo of level 98, and with the help of their mental power, they were not completely blind.

"The smell of blood is so strong..."

Poison Undying frowned.

Kong Deming and Leng Yulai nodded at the same time.

Not only did they smell blood, but they also discovered that their mental energy was being suppressed within the mountain wall.

The group walked slowly forward along the path beneath their feet, and a faint red light could be seen ahead.

As the red light grew brighter, the group unconsciously quickened their pace.

Finally, everything became clear.

"Blood Pool...is this another work of the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Looking at everything before him, Kong Deming couldn't help but think of the incident involving the Xuanming Sect.

　My rhinitis is killing me...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)