Douluo Continent: I ushered in this era

"Then..." Luo Hongchen was interrupted by Chu Ci before she could finish speaking.

"I have something urgent to attend to right now. I'll teach you when I get back."

After saying that, Chu Ci left without waiting for Luo Hongchen's reaction.

Luo Hongchen offered to join the War God Temple in exchange for Chu Ci teaching him the soul guidance array of the Heavenly Gang Sword Formation.

Chapter 130 Operation: The First Appearance of Chu Ci's Squad

After bidding farewell to the world of mortals, Chu Ci arrived at a small conference room.

There were quite a few people sitting inside. Wu Siduo, Luo Guixing, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi were sitting on either side of the conference table, while the main seat in the middle was empty.

As Chu Ci entered the room, the four people inside all paid their respects.

Chu Ci nodded slightly and sat down in the main seat without hesitation.

"Everyone's here, so let's begin today's meeting," Chu Ci said calmly, glancing around the room.

Chu Ci tossed a small round base onto the conference table. The base lit up, and an image was projected onto it.

The four members of Wu Siduo looked at the video with serious expressions and sat up straight.

“Recently, a purge of the Holy Spirit Cult has been carried out throughout the Federation.”

"As a pillar of the military, the Temple of War should naturally send members to assist the army in eradicating the Holy Spirit Cult."

The projected images began to scroll, and the message of the Holy Spirit Church appeared on the images.

"Our mission this time is to assist the army in clearing out a Holy Spirit Cult stronghold in Tianling City, a neighboring city of Mingdu."

Chu Ci crossed his arms and rested them on the table, revealing a smile. "Si Duo and Gui Xing have been cultivating in the War God Temple for more than half a month, not to mention Yang Zi and Jin Xi."

“All four of you have made very significant progress recently, and it’s time to put you to the test in real combat.”

The images continued to flash, perfectly showcasing the situation of the Holy Spirit Cult stronghold within Tianling City.

"The evil spirit masters at this Holy Spirit Cult stronghold are generally around level 50, which is perfect for our training."

"What do you all think?" Chu Ci asked.

“I have no objection. I just want to test what I’ve learned during this time,” Luo Guixing said with a polite smile.

Zhang Yangzi nodded, "I have no objection either. It's great to be able to improve myself and get paid!"

"Alright!" Chu Ci nodded in satisfaction. This could be considered the first operation of Chu Ci's War God Temple group.

Unfortunately, Bai Tianzhe and Chen Xuanyu were not present. One had become a disciple of the Fifth War God, Mo Zihong, and was undergoing secluded cultivation. The other had reached a crucial point in his cultivation and returned to the Sea God Clan to break through.

Chu Ci snapped out of his thoughts, looked at the four people in front of him, and said seriously, "This operation is different from your previous combat drills at Shrek Academy and the Temple of War."

"This is a true life-or-death struggle, and it will draw blood. Therefore, during this training, show no mercy. Anyone who resists will be killed!"

"understand!"

……

Tianling City

Chu Ci and his five companions, dressed in black War God Temple uniforms, gazed at the Holy Spirit Cult's outpost in the distance, with the army mobilized by Tianling City beside them.

Chu Ci looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with a playful expression.

A light, melodious female voice entered his ears through telepathic communication.

"Cheng Fangjun, level 89 Soul Douluo, the next patriarch of the Cheng family of the Spirit Pagoda."

"The Cheng family of the Spirit Pagoda is a staunch supporter of the lineage of the Pagoda Master, Qian Gu. They have always been highly valued by the Qian Gu family and are a sharp knife in the hands of Qian Gu Dongfeng."

The light, melodious female voice became increasingly playful, "But unfortunately, the Cheng family has been lacking successors for decades, and this knife has lost its sharpness."

"So, Qian Gu Dong Feng is considering changing his sword," Chu Ci said lazily.

"Absolutely right, no wonder you're my nephew."

“Heh,” Chu Ci shook his head. According to the original timeline, the Qian Gu family should have already gotten involved with the Holy Spirit Cult by now, and they should be deeply in love. But under these circumstances, the next head of the Cheng family, a staunch supporter of the Qian Gu family, was sent to represent the Spirit Pagoda to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult. This shows that the Cheng family has lost the trust of Qian Gu Dongfeng.

With insufficient strength and the loss of Qian Gu Dong Feng's trust, the Cheng family is destined for decline.

Seeing the lingering gloom between Cheng Fangjun's brows, Chu Ci's lips curled up. The Cheng family might be a breakthrough.

At this moment, the commander of the Tianling City army summoned Cheng Fangjun, Chu Ci, and others to the command post to discuss the battle plan.

Zeng Liqin, the army commander of Tianling City, glanced at the somewhat immature faces of the members of the Temple of War and chose to focus on discussing the plan with Cheng Fangjun.

It was entirely expected; no one would place too much trust in the plans of a group of teenagers.

As for Su Mengjun, who was just talking to Chu Ci, she was a protector temporarily dispatched by the War God Temple to protect Chu Ci. She would not appear unless Chu Ci was in a life-or-death situation.

Cheng Fangjun said in a deep voice, "Apart from one who just broke through to Soul Douluo, most of the evil soul masters at this Holy Spirit Cult stronghold are around level 50, and very few are over level 70. I'll take care of dealing with that Soul Douluo, and I can also hold off a few Soul Saints. You can handle the rest. Is that alright?"

Zeng Liqin laughed heartily and said, "I have no problem. What do you talented individuals from the Temple of War think?"

As the War God Temple holds a superior position within the military, even if it sends out a few greenhorns, Zeng Liqin still needs to consider their feelings.

Chu Ci exchanged a glance with Luo Guixing and the other three beside him, stepped forward, waved his hand, and said, "I have no objection, I'll listen to you."

Zeng Liqin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that these five teenagers were not so young and impetuous that they did not cause any trouble by disobeying orders or acting willfully.

Thinking of this, Zeng Liqin's expression softened considerably. "When we launch the attack later, you can just follow the troops and charge forward."

……

"Quickly, evacuate the nearby residents, quick!" The squad leader in the army directed his soldiers to evacuate the nearby residents to a safe location.

Chu Ci looked at the troops carrying out the evacuation mission and a question flashed through his mind: Shouldn't evacuating people be left to the garrison? The army should be responsible for fighting.

Looking at the overall situation, there wasn't a single member of the security force, let alone anyone offering any help.

This is a battle taking place in the city, yet the police force responsible for maintaining order in the city shows no intention of assisting the military. What exactly is the purpose of the police force?

The only role the security force can play is probably to point the way to a lost child.

A loud rumbling sound rang out, clearly indicating the arrival of some enormous creature.

Chu Ci looked up and saw more than twenty mechs, each eight or nine meters tall, slowly flying towards them.

The mecha's black cannon barrel and its eight- or nine-meter-tall stature created a considerable sense of oppression.

But Chu Ci's expression suddenly changed; something bad was about to happen!

Sure enough, Cheng Fang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. "Oh no! The mark I left on that eighth-ring evil soul master has been triggered. He's trying to escape."

Cheng Fangjun's martial spirit possessed him, and a majestic eagle crackling with lightning appeared behind him. With its lightning wings flapping, it rushed towards the Holy Spirit Cult's base in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? What's going on?" This place is far from the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters, and Zeng Liqin didn't understand how they had been discovered.

Chapter 131 The Chu Ci Team Displays Their Unique Abilities

Seeing this, Chu Ci was speechless. A whole squadron of mechs, more than twenty of them, each eight or nine meters tall, were flying around with a rumble. Who wouldn't notice that?

The Holy Spirit Cult has noticed, so they'll definitely run away. Are they going to wait until the mechs are at their doorstep before they run?

Chu Ci shouted, "Commander Zeng, immediately order a general offensive!"

Zeng Liqin snapped out of his daze and ordered the entire army to launch an attack.

"Boom!" The roar of the soul-guided cannons rang out, and several soul-guided shells landed precisely on the Holy Spirit Cult's territory. Chu Ci focused his eyes and could vaguely see severed limbs flying up.

Thick black smoke rose, and a cry of an eagle rang out. Cheng Fangjun immediately activated his Martial Soul True Body.

With a deafening roar, bolts of lightning as thick as buckets rained down. Amidst the flashes and thunder, Cheng Fangjun transformed into a magnificent wind and thunder eagle, piercing through the black smoke and charging into the Holy Spirit Cult's territory.

"Boom!" Another huge roar resounded, and a terrifying energy storm broke out within the Holy Spirit Cult's territory. Horrifying lightning swept several figures into the air, where they engaged in fierce combat.

With the experts within the Holy Spirit Cult's territory entangled by Cheng Fangjun, the Tianling City garrison immediately swarmed forward.

The mech squadron spearheaded the attack, unleashing a hail of bullets upon the fleeing Holy Spirit Cult members.

Several fierce auras ignited, and the members of the Holy Spirit Cult launched a fierce counterattack. Several evil soul masters at the Soul Saint and Soul Emperor levels charged towards the army with bared teeth and claws.

The experts in the army displayed their unique skills, and colorful soul techniques filled the battlefield. Soldiers carried soul-guided weapons and launched a barrage of fire against the members of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Holding the Heavenly Candle, Chu Ci directly unleashed the Sun-Brightening Domain, and the golden-red Myriad Flames rose from his body, condensing into nine enormous flaming swords.

The Heavenly Candle danced, its sword intent boundless, seemingly piercing the clouds. Nine flaming longswords followed like shadows, unleashing a prairie fire of power.

A Soul King-level evil Soul Master was struck by Chu Ci's ten swords and died instantly; his body turned to ashes and scattered in the air.

Seeing the boy's incredible bravery, the surrounding evil spirit masters pushed their companions forward and fled in the opposite direction.

A transparent barrier suddenly appeared in front of the fleeing evil spirit master. The evil spirit master passed through the transparent barrier, his body flashed with silver light, and he was directly teleported back to the army.

"Trying to escape? Have you asked me first?" Luo Guixing said calmly, his fourth spirit ring gleaming with a slightly mysterious purple light.

After this period of cultivation, Luo Guixing has successfully broken through to the fourth level of Soul Master and obtained the fourth Soul Skill of the Thousand Realms: Separation of Two Realms.

This is an extremely powerful space-type soul skill that can instantly split space, separating all auras and elemental attributes, just like dividing a place into two worlds.

Within the area separating the two realms, one cannot enter or leave. Regardless of whether one enters or leaves, one will be teleported back.

At this moment, the evil spirit master only has two choices to escape: break through this spatial barrier or bypass the division between the two worlds, but obviously, no one will give the evil spirit master these two opportunities.

Luo Guixing's eyes were calm as he manipulated his spatial elemental martial soul to control the battlefield. A silver vortex flashed, and Wu Siduo appeared above a Soul King, unleashing her full power and using her self-fused martial soul technique, Netherworld White Tiger.

A sudden, unexpected claw attack from the sky caught the evil soul master off guard, leaving a large claw mark on his body. Even though he was a Soul King, he was still severely injured after taking a claw from the Netherworld White Tiger.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi exchanged a glance, and, not wanting to be outdone, unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Technique, Dark Dragon Eagle.

A deep, abyss-like black mist dissipated, revealing a bone dragon with enormous wings on its back on the battlefield.

A jet-black raven with red eyes and a gleaming white skeleton leaped up; they were their soul soldiers, Curse of the Underworld and Bone of the Dead.

The Cursed Demon flapped its wings, its body enveloped in a layer of crimson-tinged black liquid. Then, countless eerie black runes with red edges, composed of cursed soul energy, flowed out from it, covering the pale white skeleton covered with the bones of the dead.

The ghostly blue flames that flickered in the eyes of the undead turned crimson, runes wriggled on the white bones, and an ominous aura permeated the surroundings.

The Dark Eagle Dragon roared to the sky, and its skeletal body suddenly cracked open, with ominous bones covering its massive dragon claws.

Luo Guixing looked at the pair of dragon claws, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes. With a flick of his hand, a flash of silver light appeared, and the Soul King who was trying to avoid the Dark Eagle Dragon stepped onto the spatial lock, imprisoning him.

The Dark Eagle Dragon's cold red dragon eyes were fixed on the Soul King. It raised its dark and ominous claws and slammed them down.

The Soul King resisted with all his might, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree—overestimating his own strength.