Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 5 The Evil Soul Masters! An Evil Organization on the Continent!

At the age of seven, I successfully broke through to become a Great Soul Master; at eight, I became a Soul Venerable; and at nine, a Soul Grandmaster. To prevent my foundation from becoming unstable, that year, I followed my father's advice and frantically suppressed the endless stream of soul power within my body, training my physical body day and night.

The infamous evil spirit master attacked me, I decided to retaliate, and he died.

Between her slender, fair fingers, dark purple soul power surged and ebbed, vast and profound, continuously pouring into the mysterious animal hide notebook. Bibi Dong stared at the notebook, her face calm, but her heart was in turmoil.

"The Nine Trials of God have gained another one: completely devouring the power contained within the notebook?"

"Could my intuition be wrong? Why do I feel fear towards the power of the Rakshasa god?"

Gui Ju and the other two Douluo stared wide-eyed as the yellowed pages moved without wind, revealing lines of wild and messy handwriting.

"The legendary divine-level martial soul, the Eye of God, born with full soul power at level 20?!"

"Seven-year-old Great Soul Master"

"The Eight-Year-Old Soul Master."

"Became a Soul King at the age of ten???"

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo exchanged a glance, their faces equally filled with shock: "How is this possible? A ten-year-old Soul King!!!"

Are you kidding me?!

Advancing ten levels in a year is already outrageous, but you, a ten-year-old Soul King, achieved this while suppressing your own cultivation speed. Where did this monster come from?!

Not only the two Douluo, Gui and Ju, but also the remaining two members of the Golden Generation, who had been kneeling on one knee and training for three years, couldn't help but raise their heads and stare intently at the notes floating in the Pope's hand, their eyes clearly filled with doubt.

[I learned from my mother that although Soul Masters who wield great power are always unrestrained, there are good and bad distinctions. The most evil type is undoubtedly the Evil Soul Master, who is intolerable to the world and will be hunted down by all righteous forces.]

Some evil spirit masters are born that way, while others abandon their humanity and take shortcuts to gain power.

Through daily arduous training, Soul Masters nourish their bodies with the free-flowing soul energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, their flesh and blood also contain pure power. Evil Soul Masters, through special secret methods, absorb the essence of this flesh and blood, accelerating their cultivation and sometimes directly increasing their cultivation level.

To break the will of the captured soul masters and extract their soul power more quickly, they even resorted to repeated torture.

[Some of the cruel methods used were utterly horrifying, so even this gentle mother couldn't suppress her murderous intent when talking about evil spirit masters.]

After returning home and reading some books about evil spirit masters, I vowed that one day I would wipe out these scumbags! The parasites of civilization!

"snort!"

"No matter the era, evil spirit masters are a bunch of damned bastards!"

Summoned by Bibi Dong, an elder with white hair and beard glared angrily, and when he was angry, a huge phantom of a fire ox appeared on his body.

"Oh my, no wonder he's an old man, still so vigorous at his age."

Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled, a hint of amusement appearing on his slightly effeminate face: "But we are in the Papal Palace now, so please be patient."

"I'm sorry, Elder Ju."

The tall, elderly man's lips twitched, and he bowed slightly to Juhua Guan, who was much younger than him, as if he were constipated.

"I really want to beat this damn transvestite to death, but I'm still three levels below him, so I can't rush it."

"Once I break through to the Title Douluo level, I'll show you what cruelty truly means!"

With the Fire Ox Martial Soul, the level 89 Soul Douluo sat down silently, glancing guiltily at the Pope standing on the platform. Seeing that Bibi Dong ignored him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But this also shows that this senior is undoubtedly a kind person," Hu Liena blinked and smiled, "Speaking out for ordinary soul masters and abhorring the behavior of evil soul masters—isn't this precisely the consistent mission of our Spirit Hall?"

Everyone nodded, their faces full of agreement.

Every Soul Master who has registered with the Spirit Hall receives a basic guarantee every month.

And if we really want to say who understands evil spirit masters the most and whose methods are the most ruthless, without a doubt, the Spirit Hall, as the largest power on the entire continent, should be at the top.

"Exterminating evil spirit masters and protecting the weak has always been the mission of the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong spoke softly, her eyes fixed on the open notebook, unmoving.

The existence of evil spirit masters is intolerable to heaven and earth. I went back to my room and thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to create an organization specifically to eradicate these rampant demons. But now there is another problem: I simply do not have the strength to turn the plan into reality.

I told my father my humble idea, and he remained silent for a long time. I sensed that he had many concerns, but he eventually agreed to help me work on it, on the condition that I have the strength to defeat him.

I agree.

I began my more rigorous spiritual practice.

[After reaching the Soul King level, the rate of level increase begins to slow down. No matter how much soul power is generated in the body each day, it will still be perfectly absorbed by the Martial Soul, and even a trace of excess soul power cultivated will be difficult to retain.]

[I can feel the Eye of God's yearning. As a divine-level martial soul, it has never shown its true form since its awakening. Perhaps it was because I couldn't satisfy it in the past, but now...]

I can feel its movements; its dormant power is about to awaken and will eventually be revealed.

[The true attitude.]

"So, the God's Eye, a divine-level martial soul that was born with full soul power at level 20 and could kill evil soul masters ten levels above it, still hasn't shown its true power?"

As the words on the mysterious animal skin notebook were revealed one by one, the expressions on everyone's faces changed from initial doubt to solemnity and shock!

There's no other reason than that the process described in the notes is simply too detailed!

"Heh, so this is what they call a god-level martial soul?"

Her fingers gripped the gilded scepter tightly, and without her even realizing it, she had pressed several obvious marks into the hard, heavy alloy. Bibi Dong murmured softly, her voice completely isolated by her soul power, but the flames burning in her picturesque eyes never ceased to surge.

"Like that bastard, a six-winged angel, born with level twenty full soul power."

But her growth rate far surpasses hers!

"The people of the Qian family are indeed a bunch of useless trash."

A fleeting look of disgust and pain crossed Bibi Dong's eyes as she glanced at the kneeling figures below the stage, regaining her composure. However, her expression stiffened again when she saw the contents of the animal skin notebook slowly emerging.

[Great! Father has finally agreed to let me create my own faction. I've been waiting for this day for so long!]

We secretly recruited a group of people persecuted by evil spirit masters, as well as some homeless orphans, and began training them, giving them simple tasks to practice on. As the city lord, my father clearly understands these trivial matters better than I do.

My mission is to unleash my potential, cultivate diligently, and become the greatest trump card for our forces.

Under the guidance of my father and mother, I could feel our power growing day by day.

But was it a coincidence, or destiny?

Two months after I went into seclusion, at a meeting of core members, our organization was actually named...

[Spirit Hall.]

Everyone: "???"

(End of this chapter)