This time, he felt no joy, only a deeper sense of vigilance.

Because he knew that the better he behaved in the Holy Spirit Church, the deeper he would be pushed into darkness.

Sure enough, upon returning to the outer sect, the black-robed bishop looked at the two peer identification tokens that Lu Changsheng had brought back with great satisfaction: "Mo Tong and the Blood Slave are both dead?"

Lu Changsheng nodded.

"Yes."

"You killed him?"

"Yes."

The bishop in the black robe smiled.

"very good."

“You are more suited to the Holy Church than I thought.”

He walked up to Lu Changsheng and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Shen Yan".

"From this day forward, you will no longer reside in the outer dungeon."

"You'll move to the Haunted House."

"That is the place where the true disciples of the Holy Church are trained."

Lu Changsheng bowed his head and agreed.

"Yes."

But just as he lowered his head, a system notification suddenly appeared.

You have completed the initial villain mission.

A new phase of the missions has begun.

[Main Quest Update: Become one of the top three in the Haunted House.]

[Villain Mission Update: Seize the right to perform a blood sacrifice at the Vengeful Spirit Academy.]

[Hidden Quest Hint: Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of the Douluo Continent II era, will embark on his journey to Shrek Academy five years from now. Suppress his cultivation and strive to change the trajectory of his life.]

Upon seeing this, Lu Changsheng felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Huo Yuhao, he finally appeared.

The chosen one of Touji, the future god of emotions.

A key figure in the revival of the Tang Sect, and the core of Shrek Academy's future.

He knew that this time, his simulation of the true course of fate was finally beginning to take him closer.

Lu Changsheng raised his head and looked into the depths of the cave.

There was a black stone staircase leading to the Hall of Vengeful Spirits. At the end of the staircase, one could faintly hear the screams of children, the low growls of soul beasts, and the suppressed laughter of evil soul masters.

The second era of Douji was even darker than the first.

This time, however, he was no longer a hidden blade of the Spirit Hall.

Rather, they are the seeds of evil spirit masters cultivated by the Holy Spirit Cult.

Lu Changsheng gripped the Vengeful Soul Sword tightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable, and said:

"Huo Yuhao... what a chosen one."

"How will I change your fate this time?"

Chapter 32 Private Duel! One Ring Beats Two?

The Hall of Wraiths is deeper than the outer dungeon; it is built on the third level of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters' underground cave.

The surrounding stone walls are perpetually damp with a chilling mist, and the air is thick with the stench of blood, decay, and lingering resentment. There is no sunlight here, nor is there true day or night.

Only the eerie green spirit lamps at the top of the cave remained perpetually lit, half-dead.

When Lu Changsheng followed the black-robed bishop into the Hall of Wraiths, the first thing he saw was a huge black stone platform. Around the platform stood a dozen or so young boys and girls.

Most of them were between eight and fifteen years old. Each of them carried an aura of coldness.

Every child here is a seed of evil soul masters who survived the bloody selection process of the outer sect. When they see Lu Changsheng, their eyes are not filled with curiosity, but with scrutiny, greed, and hostility.

Because in the haunted house, newcomers are not companions.

Newcomers are prey!!!

The black-robed bishop stood before the stone platform, his voice hoarse as he spoke:

"Shen Yan".

"The Vengeful Soul Sword Martial Soul, with innate soul power at level seven."

"He broke through to level 10 at the age of seven, hunted vengeful crows, and obtained his first soul ring."

"Kill two outer disciples, Mo Tong and Xue Nu, at the same time."

"From this day forward, enter the Haunted House of Vengeful Spirits."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd.

"I don't need to elaborate on the rules. As long as you don't destroy his martial spirit or cripple his foundation, how you teach him to be a person is your business."

As soon as he finished speaking, several low laughs rang out in the haunted house.

Lu Changsheng remained calm, having grown accustomed to the rules of the Holy Spirit Church.

There is never anyone here to protect the weak.

The so-called rules are just a nice-sounding way of saying that the strong devour the weak.

After the black-robed bishop left, a tall, thin boy emerged. He looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with a pale face, sunken eyes, and a blurry ghostly figure hovering behind him.

"Shen Yan?"

He tilted his head.

"I heard you killed Mo Tong and the Blood Slave in the outer sect?"

Lu Changsheng looked at him and nodded.

"Yes."

The tall, thin boy smiled.

"Those two good-for-nothings, do they even deserve to let you bring your reputation into the Haunted House?"

The ghostly figure behind him suddenly opened its mouth and let out a sharp screech.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the Wraith Academy immediately retreated.

Clearly, they all knew how formidable this young man was.

Someone whispered:

"It's Ghost Shadow Luo."

"He is the seventh in the Hall of Vengeful Spirits."

"This newcomer is doomed."

Ghost Shadow Luo stepped forward, looking down at Lu Changsheng, and sneered:

"The Vengeful Soul Sword Martial Soul sounds good."

"Let me taste what your resentment tastes like today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the first spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Ghostly Soul Devourer!"

Suddenly, a ghostly figure pounced out from behind Ghost Shadow Luo.

The black mist transformed into a hideous maw, heading straight for Lu Changsheng's head.

This was not an ordinary attack, but an impact on the spiritual and soul level.

If it were an ordinary first-ring Soul Master, he would probably be bitten by the ghost shadow and lose his mind briefly in a single encounter. But Lu Changsheng did not back down. He had experienced assassination training by the Spirit Hall's Dark Blade, baptism of resentment from the Holy Spirit Cult, and hundreds of life-and-death battles.

The mental impact on Ghost Shadow Luo was strong, but not enough to make him lose control.

With a slight frown, Lu Changsheng raised his hand, and the Vengeful Soul Sword appeared.

The dark gray sword was wreathed in resentment.

At the same time, his first spirit ring lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Vengeful Soul Slash."

A gray-black sword aura slashed out horizontally.

This sword strike was not aimed at Ghost Shadow Luo himself, but at the ghost shadow that was rushing towards him.

boom!

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