Douluo Continent: The Divine Weapon Descends, the Demonic Weapon Spider Soul

And so, six short years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this training ground, Gu Ming charged forward, wielding the Spider Soul, his second and third spirit rings flashing alternately beneath his feet.

"Second Soul Skill, Instant Flash."

"Third Soul Skill, Fist of Darkness."

Gu Ming's figure flashed back and forth in the training field, leaving only afterimages that were impossible to catch. The front of the Spider Soul threw a punch, which collided with the beast shadow.

Boom—!

The longsword in Feng Ling's hand shattered with a crash, and she staggered back a few steps, staring at her opponent in disbelief.

Gu Ming has become so powerful now.

And before you know it, six years have passed.

The six-year-old child of that time has now grown into a teenager who is 1.7 meters tall. His face has lost its childishness and is now filled with maturity, confidence, and a subtle cunning.

Gu Ming also successfully advanced to level 34, becoming a three-ring Soul Master.

At this moment, Feng Ling looked at Gu Ming with admiration and praised him, "Alright, today's training is over. There will be no more training after this. You have truly grown up."

Gu Ming released his hand, cupped his hands, and said, "It's all thanks to the Vice Sect Leader's excellent guidance."

Feng Ling waved her hand casually, unlike Zhong Liwu who enjoyed listening to polite official talk.

She truly felt that Gu Ming's growth was beyond her expectations. In just a few short years, he had grown so rapidly that he was almost surpassing the number one young person in the Holy Church.

It's time to let him go out and see the world; after all, it's not good for him to stay here all the time.

However, before that, Feng Ling, as the vice leader, needs to test the Holy Son's strength to facilitate the subsequent mission.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling turned around and said, "Let's go eat first. Later, I'll introduce you to the younger generation of our Holy Sect. Quite a few of these young people are not convinced by you."

Gu Ming remained calm and said, "I never consider enemies who have been defeated by me as opponents. I have unlimited potential, and no one can shine in front of me."

The Spider King on the ground nodded in agreement.

In the eyes of the demonic beast, it needs a confident and powerful master like this to truly master the power of the demonic weapon.

A smile also appeared on Feng Ling's lips.

It sounds arrogant, but he certainly has the right to be arrogant, and he doesn't have to pay the price. Even if Gu Ming acts recklessly, the Holy Spirit Cult has the strength to back him up.

They wanted to cultivate a lawless demon king.

Soon, after the two finished breakfast, when they arrived at the training ground in the Demon Forest, there were already several more people there.

Leading the group were none other than Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and Dark Cloud Douluo.

As the top combat force of the Holy Spirit Cult, these two are the most respected elders besides the cult leader, because in the Holy Spirit Cult, strength and contribution are paramount.

Upon seeing Feng Ling, Zhang Peng cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Vice Sect Leader, and Your Highness, Holy Son."

Wuyun Douluo said, "Greetings, Your Highness and Vice Sect Leader."

Feng Ling's gaze lingered on the two for a moment before turning to the other young people and nodding in satisfaction.

At this moment, the person standing not far away is the golden generation of the Holy Spirit Cult, and the leader is Yan Feng, the number one genius of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The others were all geniuses.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling led Gu Ming to Yan Feng and the others, and introduced them, saying, "You will get to know these people in the future. The one in the lead is Yan Feng, the number one genius of the Holy Spirit Sect."

"And in the Tang Dynasty, the martial spirit was the Skeleton King."

"Gu Yu, your martial soul is a bone staff."

"Lu Genggeng, Wang Xiaolei, and others can also help you from outside."

Gu Ming's gaze swept over them one by one, memorizing their faces.

Yan Feng cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Holy Son."

The remaining geniuses of the Holy Spirit Cult followed suit, bowing and shouting the name of the Holy Son.

At this moment, Feng Ling turned to Yan Feng and said, "Defeat the Holy Son, and after you advance to the seventh ring, you will become an honored member of the Holy Church and be rewarded with a ten-thousand-year soul bone."

Upon hearing this, Yan Feng's expression changed, and he gave the Holy Son another deep look.

His face went from shock to joy in just one second.

Unexpectedly, the vice leader called them back to fight the Holy Son, and there was also a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone as a reward.

With his level 44 strength, fighting against Gu Ming, who is only level 34, is like a father beating his son.

The difference of ten levels of soul power is not so easy to bridge.

Moreover, Yan Feng genuinely felt that Gu Ming was inferior to him, and that he himself should be the new Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church.

Yan Feng immediately replied, "I will certainly not let the Vice Leader down."

Feng Ling then looked at Gu Ming and said calmly, "If you can't beat Yan Feng, go into seclusion for a few more years. Our Holy Sect has always spoken with strength. Show us your strength."

"I see."

Gu Ming's eyes had never been so firm.

Even a ten-level difference didn't make him back down.

His opponent is Yan Feng, the owner of the top-tier Bone Dragon Martial Soul, who seems to wield the dark element.

His martial souls are the Spider King and the Heavenly Crystal Beast, allowing him to avoid the opponent's sharp edge.

Immediately afterwards, everyone left the arena, leaving Gu Ming and Yan Feng enough space to fight.

Yan Feng's henchmen silently prayed for their boss, hoping that he would kill the Holy Son and become the new Holy Son.

At this moment, Elders Zhang Peng and Wu Yun looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Peng turned to look at Feng Ling, cupped his hands and said, "Vice Sect Leader, the Holy Son is only at the third ring level. He is probably no match for Yan Feng. Why not give him a few more years to grow?"

Wuyun Douluo echoed, "I think the same thing."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling smiled faintly.

Those two old guys are really short-sighted. The holy son she personally nurtured is no ordinary chicken or dog. We'll find out how strong he is in a moment.

Gu Ming's performance later will definitely open the eyes of these old guys.

Who says rank determines everything?

In the field.

Gu Ming and Yan Feng locked eyes, both revealing their fighting spirit.

The next moment, Yan Feng was the first to complete the Martial Soul Possession, and shouted, "Your Highness, witness my power!"

"First Soul Skill, Dragon Transformation."

"Third Soul Skill, Dragon Transformation."

At a speed visible to the naked eye, half of Yan Feng's body transformed into the shape of a bone dragon, covered in scales, and his hands turned into dragon claws, instantly attacking Gu Ming.

Yan Feng's idea was simple: to kill the Holy Son so that the Holy Spirit Cult could only have one Holy Son in the future.

As long as Gu Ming is defeated, he will be the future of the Holy Spirit Cult.

However, Gu Ming only glanced at him deeply, then leaped up onto the Spider King's back and shouted, "Spider King, let's play with him!"

"Yes, Master."

The Spider King's eight legs instantly began to crawl, dodging Yan Feng's dragon claw attack in the blink of an eye, and then it spat out a spider web that descended from the sky.

Upon seeing this, Yan Feng suddenly exerted force with both hands and swung them sharply towards the spider web, sending three fine claw-like streaks across.

However, this offensive failed to tear through the spider web; instead, it was instantly enveloped.

Yan Feng's first reaction was shock.

He's a level 44 Soul Master, yet he can't even tear apart the spider web of a separated martial soul.

Suddenly, Yan Feng noticed the poison attached to the spider web and roared, "Open it!!"