Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 344 Slaying the Demon Emperor, the End of the Holy Spirit Cult

"Please rest assured, Lord, we will not miss our opportunity!"

A mighty roar emanated from thousands of mechs, the vast majority of whom were avengers from the three major navies, filled with boundless hatred and vowing to annihilate the Holy Spirit Cult and avenge their humiliation.

As soon as the words were spoken, the two mech divisions, led by their respective leaders, dispersed and entered the airspace of the far north.

"It's about time. Brother, you and Commander Guo and the others stay here and make sure not a single evil soul master is released."

Seeing that the mech regiments of both legions had already joined the military operation, Feng Zaixing patted Wang Wen on the shoulder and told him to rejoin the team.

"Yes," Wang Wen replied.

Aruheng also gave Wang Wen a few instructions, which the latter agreed to.

A mech squad from the Blood God Legion arrived, and Feng Zaixing and Aruheng took to the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Guo Zhenfeng and the other soldiers of the Northern Legion couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw that Wang Wen had a camaraderie with two of the world's top experts.

With the power of a Super Douluo, the prospects of a Limit Douluo, and his background as a member of the One Heart Society, he is already the number one person under Guo Zhenfeng of the Northern Legion, holding the rank of Major General.

Investigating the Holy Spirit Cult was Feng Zaixing's only request to him, and he often personally led teams to investigate the whereabouts of the evil spirit masters, which eventually yielded some results.

"As expected, the old men in the family were right. Saint Douluo's power is now established. Not only is his own strength astounding, but the experts under his command are also capable of holding their own in their respective regions."

Guo Zhenfeng recalled the scene of how many elders in the family strongly opposed bringing Shen Yue back to their home, and how his father and grandfather took turns arguing with him.

With so many people disapproving, getting married is undoubtedly impossible, and Shen Yue will have to make do. Even so, many old men believe that doing so is risky and may arouse the suspicion of Yi Xin.

I remember my grandfather telling me, "Even if he doesn't care about the rising tide, how many people will not care about him? Those core figures are all capable of becoming Limit Douluo, enough to overturn the entire military situation; the five major families are a thing of the past. If we don't actively integrate into them, we will inevitably go downhill sooner or later."

The father said that if the Guo family wants to keep up with the times and avoid being eliminated, in addition to having senior experts to oversee things, they must also pay attention to maintaining relationships.

In fact, everyone knows that the parliament used to be a place where various families and forces quarreled. The most typical examples are the doves supported by the Tang Clan, the more than 20 representatives of the Southern Clan who never changed, the neutral faction gathered by Shrek Academy, and even the interest representatives of the hidden families. All sorts of people could go on stage and say a few words.

Of course, people with true ideals exist, but they are far too few. In the past, the Federation had Shrek City, a special entity that was a thorn in the side of the Federation. The threat of the Holy Spirit Cult was ever-present, and no Speaker could truly exercise the power of the Federation's head, establish authority, or accomplish much.

But now, the situation is different. After the military forces, led by the Isshin Society, swept away those interest groups, a large number of new positions became vacant.

Feng Zaixing himself seemed to have little interest in taking power, only providing a general framework for development and guiding the Federation in a stronger direction.

He even deliberately suppressed the overly powerful hawks, advocating that internal stability must precede external resistance, that the Holy Spirit Cult must be destroyed first, and that the threat from the Abyss Plane must be quelled. He proposed a long-term feasible development plan and even a space program.

He himself does not pursue material enjoyment. As the master of the War God Temple and the honorary master of the Spirit Pagoda, he is like a firefighter, and his figure can be seen occasionally in activities such as green environmental protection and slum development.

This style of doing things made many people feel uncomfortable. In the end, they just thought that the ancient style of the Body Sect was too strong, which led to the emergence of an eccentric who was out of step with the times and smashed the old order with iron fists and the most brutal methods.

Come to think of it, what kind of place is the Body Sect? It was known for its righteous yet evil nature and lawlessness ten thousand years ago. The Body Sect Master ten thousand years ago dared to self-destruct in Mingdu to protect the Heavenly Soul Empire, sacrificing himself for the cause. But that doesn't stop him from being a ruthless old fox who dared to confront the Emperor Heaven when he provoked a beast tide.

"Mu Ye is not a human being" has become an internal consensus among many high-ranking families and military families in the Federation. They unanimously believe that Mu Ye adopted and raised Feng Zaixing and instilled in him a violent value system. If Feng Zaixing had grown up in the Blood God Legion or other military institutions, how could he have caused such a commotion in the Federation?

"What a pity. We can't envy the luck of the Body Sect. After declining for so many years, it has actually come back to life."

Guo Zhenfeng sighed inwardly, waved his hand, and signaled his men to spread out in a trapezoidal formation, forming layers of defense.

"Listen up, everyone! From this moment on, not only will a single evil spirit master be eliminated, but even the weakest and most useless ice silkworm will have its cocoon ripped open and its silk made into celestial silk!"

"Sigh, my mother is getting more and more insane, and the Ghost Emperor is becoming more and more perverted. What should I do?"

In the far north, where the cold is unbearable and even Soul Masters cannot stay for long, a young girl in a long dress with fair skin and delicate bones sat in front of a small snowdrift, poking a snowman with a wooden stick, one poke after another, just like her complicated heart.

Lan Fuzi was very distressed. She knew that her mother's emotions had fallen to an extreme. Her desire for revenge had overwhelmed everything. She was willing to become a god at any cost to take revenge on Tang San. But how easy was that?

As for the Ghost Emperor, he was even worse.

She intended to leave traces of mid-to-high-level evil spirit masters to expose the Holy Spirit Cult's presence, but she remained hesitant about whether to lure Federation experts here to deal with her mother.

"You don't need to worry about what to do for now; I'll make the decision for you."

A powerful voice reached her ears, and Lan Fuzi hurriedly stood up, only to find that a handsome man had silently appeared beside her, wearing no thick clothes like her, walking on the snow and ice as if it were flat ground.

"Ah—should I address you as Saintly Douluo, Lord of the War God Temple, or Lord of the Spirit Pagoda now?"

After a second of shock, Lan Fuzi instantly switched to a warm smile and gloriously returned to the Federation camp as a high-level undercover agent!

"There's not enough room for so many people here. Just call me Feng Zaixing, or you can call me Old Demon Feng."

Feng Zaixing waved his hand lightly, and four corpses of evil soul masters fell behind him: three soul saints and one soul douluo.

"I've taken care of the spies around you. Now tell me, where is the Ghost Emperor? Where is your mother? Today I finally have the time to deal with them. It's time to put an end to the history of the Holy Spirit Cult."

Hearing Feng Zaixing's words, Lan Fuzi smiled shyly and extended a slender, jade-like finger: "Well—could you perhaps change your mind a little? Just a little?"

"Change? Oh, I see—"

Feng Zaixing seemed to understand Lan Fuzi's intentions, and suddenly realized, "You want to continue serving as the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect as the last princess of the Holy Spirit Sect, attracting potentially corrupted evil soul masters to the Federation's attention and helping the Federation monitor lawbreakers in the long term?"

"Alright! I can agree to this. From now on, you will be the future leader of the Holy Spirit Church, the Federation's number one spy among the evil forces. Comrade, you have a huge responsibility."

Lan Fuzi blinked her innocent-looking eyes and said pitifully, "I'm willing to work for the Federation; but boss, could you please leave some survivors for my family?"

"Alive? Wasn't your father killed by Tang San a long time ago? If he had left a soul, I might have been able to repair it after I became a god, but his soul has been scattered for 20,000 years."

Feng Zaixing spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to help.

Lan Fuzi's eyes immediately filled with tears as she tried to confess: "I know my mother did something the Federation cannot tolerate. I tried to persuade her, but I couldn't, and she even injured me. I could only lead her from the East Sea Fleet to the Sea God Legion."

"I thought Chen Xinjie could handle them, but who would have thought that old man was so weak. He was known as the number one expert in the ocean, but he was ambushed by the Ghost Emperor."

As she spoke, she pressed her lower abdomen, hissed, and said, "The injuries my mother inflicted on me back then haven't healed yet. She's really not mentally sound; she's gone mad. Federal law has some kind of exemption for the mentally ill, right?"

"Theoretically, yes, but I've never really agreed with it." Feng Zaixing looked at her silently, then stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "Sparing her life is impossible. The spirits of those in the East Sea Fleet need an explanation. At most, I can keep her soul for a while. As for the price—"

"Understood, a daughter must pay for her mother's debts!" ​​Lan Fuzi said quickly with an "I understand" expression, "I'll infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult Master to help the Federation fish, and become an undercover agent for ocean soul beasts, or become a guardian soul beast of the Body Sect or the War God Temple, or even repay her with my body, I'm willing to do anything. I will make up for my mother's mistakes tenfold, as long as she stays with me for a while in the end—"

Feng Zaixing's lips twitched slightly. "You've already said that, what else can I say?"

"Where are your mother and the Ghost Emperor? And where are the followers of the Holy Spirit Cult?" he asked.

Lan Fuzi immediately pointed to a snow-capped mountain: "Most of it is in the snow track sinkhole that's dozens of turns away from there—I'll lead the way."

Federation experts, both overt and covert, immediately began to take action.

A moment later, a hoarse, frantic female voice echoed across the icy plains.

"Lan Fuzi, how dare you betray me!"

Lan Fuzi smiled bitterly and cried out, "Mother, it wasn't your daughter who ruined you, it was the Sea God and this world that ruined you!"

Feng Zaixing landed in front of the Demon Emperor, intending to personally capture the Holy Spirit Cult Leader. He squinted and said, "Your daughter has long been one of ours. Are you going to commit suicide to atone for your sins, or put up a fight and I'll personally send you on your way?"

The Demon Emperor sneered, forming hand seals and unleashing a purple river of light. Within the river, countless vengeful spirits seemed to be groaning and roaring out the Demon Emperor's rage.

"You're dreaming if you expect me to surrender!"

Feng Zaixing shook his head, and with a flick of his hand, a cross-shaped Heavenly Sacred Sword appeared.

With a single, diagonal slash, the purple-gold intersecting sword beams tore the Purple Light Heavenly River to shreds, and the shockwave from a distance injured the Demon Emperor's hands and tiger's mouth, sending him flying backward with blood spurting from his mouth.

From the Demon Emperor's perspective, the handsome man resembled an invincible god, his face rapidly enlarging in his eyes.

"Zheng~!"

The sword's cry was like the sound of a zither string, its echo resounding through the heavens.

With Lan Fuzi closing her eyes in unbearable pain, under Feng Zaixing's cold gaze, and amidst the horror of the Holy Spirit Cult experts and the cheers of the Federation experts, the Holy Spirit Cult leader, Demon Emperor, was split in two, cut in half at the waist!

The beautiful body instantly transformed back into its original form as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King. A torrential downpour fell from the snow-white world, the raindrops crimson like demonic flames.

The colossal beast was thrown into the air, crashing down a small mountain. Feng Zaixing exerted force in his palm, and the Heavenly Saint Sword unleashed countless sword shadows, as if thousands of tiny swords had sprung up, piercing every vital point of the Demon Emperor's body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—"

A few mournful cries were heard, and an energy field of a million-year-old soul beast raged across the far north. The few remaining soul beasts lowered their heads, as if recalling the three Heavenly Kings of legend.

A purple-gold soul ring slowly rose, and the strongest member of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Demon Emperor, perished!

"Now, let's see how far you can escape, Ghost Emperor. There are plenty of powerful figures who want to destroy you today, so it's not my turn to make a move."

After carefully putting away the Demon Emperor Soul Ring, Feng Zaixing turned his gaze to another corner where soul power was fluctuating violently, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Today will be the end of the Holy Spirit Church.