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

Tear!

With the terrifying soul power and the powerful enhancement of the Bone Dragon Martial Soul, Yan Feng's dragon claws tore through the spider web and immediately flew into the air.

As long as he gains control of the airspace first, he can control Gu Ming.

In his mind, spider spirits cannot fly.

However, Gu Ming merely curled the corner of his mouth, and the Spider King beneath his feet instantly spat out countless strands of resilient spider silk, weaving them into a large web.

Yan Feng's pupils suddenly contracted as his second soul ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Dragon's Breath!"

Stab it--!

Terrifying dark energy surged from Yan Feng's mouth.

The Spider King also spun out his silk, which collided with it.

Boom boom boom!

The two terrifying energies clashed, sending up waves of soul power that rolled away, and for a moment they were evenly matched.

Both Wuyun Douluo and Zhang Peng, who were watching the battle, were stunned.

Gu Ming's moves are completely out of character for a Soul Master. Keep in mind that his opponent is Yan Feng, the number one genius of the Holy Spirit Cult, who possesses the Bone Dragon Martial Soul.

Even without making a move, Gu Ming's martial spirit is almost overwhelming Yan Feng.

Gu Ming is a level 34 Soul Master, and Yan Feng is a level 44 Soul Grandmaster. It shouldn't be Gu Ming who is being suppressed, so why is it Yan Feng who is being suppressed?

Is this reasonable?

This doesn't make sense!

Feng Ling, standing to the side, had a faint smile on her lips, feeling incredibly pleased with herself.

After all, he is the holy son raised by his mother. The difference in soul power is not enough to explain everything. A strong martial soul and strong combat ability are what truly make someone strong.

Although Yan Feng has high soul power and is worth cultivating, compared to Gu Ming, it's like the difference between a father and a son.

He has good talent, but unfortunately his potential is limited.

Meanwhile, the golden generation of the Holy Spirit Cult, Yan Feng's henchmen, were also shocked by the scene of the two sides exchanging blows to a standstill.

Their leader, Yan Feng, has been suppressed!

Do not!

That's impossible!

At this moment, the most shocked person was Yan Feng on the field, with a big question mark popping into his mind.

Who is the real level 44 Soul Master? He was almost using his full strength, while the Holy Son hadn't even really made a move yet, and he was already being suppressed.

The current situation is completely different from what I thought back then.

When a father hits his son, it's just that the roles have switched.

Thinking of this, Yan Feng took a deep breath, and his fourth spirit ring lit up.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Burial Ground."

Boom boom boom!

A massive six-pointed star array instantly appeared on the training ground below, accompanied by terrifying dark energy, and its light fell upon Gu Ming and the Spider King.

This is Yan Feng's strongest soul skill, which can forcibly control the opponent while absorbing the opponent's life force and soul power.

Gu Ming, at level 34, will certainly not be able to escape.

At this moment, Gu Ming's expression did indeed become solemn, but it was only because he did not want to lose too much life force. He immediately released his soul power with both hands and shouted, "Spider King, Demon Soldier Transformation!"

From the Spider King's four eyes, boundless dark energy suddenly erupted, enveloping Gu Ming.

In an instant, a demonic three-section staff radiating demonic energy was grasped by Gu Ming and transformed into a long staff.

Gu Ming's second spirit ring then lit up.

Second Soul Skill: Instant Flash!

This soul skill allows one to quickly disengage from control soul skills, even if the opponent is stronger than them.

Thus, Gu Ming easily evaded the burial ground and disappeared from Yan Feng's sight.

In Yan Feng's eyes, Gu Ming changed positions several times in the blink of an eye, leaving only a fleeting afterimage, making it impossible to lock onto and attack him.

This speed is too fast, too fast for the naked eye to perceive.

At this moment, Gu Ming's lips curled up, his first spirit ring lit up, and he raised the Spider Soul high, saying, "First spirit skill, Dark Sky Curtain."

Pfft—!

The darkness completely enveloped Yan Feng's head, leaving him no way to escape. A giant spider web fell from the sky, instantly binding him like a dumpling.

This time, Yan Feng tried to use the same trick again, but found that he couldn't break free no matter what he did, and he couldn't even mobilize his soul power.

All means are now completely blocked.

Gu Ming appeared in quick succession, sneering, "I forgot to tell you, this is my Holy Son's powerful soul control skill. Even an elder would be controlled for a second. Do you think you can break free?"

Yan Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized something was wrong.

The next moment, Gu Ming unleashed a storm of blows right in front of the elders, flashing back and forth with the Spider Soul in his arms, changing positions and delivering a brutal beating.

One blow after another, until Yan Feng was spitting blood.

Gu Ming showed no intention of holding back, knowing he had to subdue these peers, otherwise these traitors would cause trouble sooner or later.

Instead of dealing with them one by one, it's better to teach them a lesson all at once today.

Boom boom boom!

Yan Feng was like a sandbag, being hit hard time and time again, leaving him half-paralyzed and spitting blood.

The elders watching the battle covered their eyes.

That's incredibly powerful!

The Holy Son almost beat someone to death.

Feng Ling, standing nearby, felt it wasn't enough, because this was to establish authority.

Back then, she was just like Gu Ming, defeating the elders of the Holy Spirit Cult and eventually becoming the vice leader.

Even the Holy Son faces the same challenge.

If we don't subdue Yan Feng today, this group of people will never submit to Gu Ming in the future.

At that moment, Yan Feng, who was in mid-air, was beaten so badly that his arm was swollen.

As Gu Ming continued to punch him, he asked, "Are you convinced now? Do you still want to provoke me?"

Yan Feng hurriedly cried out, "Your Highness, I surrender..."

Gu Ming gripped the Spider Soul with both hands again and swung it sharply in front of him.

boom!!

As the Spider Soul struck, Yan Feng's body flew backward like a cannonball, rolling around like a gourd until it crashed into the wall and came to a stop.

The golden generation of the Holy Spirit Church rushed forward to greet them.

"Brother Feng, how are you?"

"Brother Feng, are you still alive? We can't live without you."

"Brother Feng..."

Concerned voices rang in Yan Feng's ears, waking him from his coma.

Looking at these faces, Yan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

These guys aren't concerned about him; they're just showing brotherly affection because he's lost and they're bound to be punished by the Holy Son.

After all, there is no brotherhood in the Holy Church.

At this moment, Gu Ming, holding the Spider Soul, slowly landed on the ground and said directly, "Do you still want the ten-thousand-year soul bone?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to anymore."

Yan Feng shook his head vigorously, broke free from the hands of his underlings, staggered forward, knelt on one knee, and bowed, saying, "From now on, I am His Highness's man, I am His Highness's dog. Anyone who dares to disrespect His Highness, I will be the first to kill him!!"

Upon hearing this, the underlings' eyes lit up, and they all rushed to Gu Ming to pledge their loyalty.

A group of people shouted that the Holy Son was awesome.

Listening to his underlings' pledge of loyalty, Gu Ming silently raised his chin and said calmly, "Alright, I'm not the kind of person who likes to hold grudges. As long as you understand your place and behave yourselves honestly from now on, I won't treat you unfairly."

"Thank you for your appreciation, Your Highness. From now on, I will be Your Highness's dog."

Yan Feng once again bowed in allegiance, his tone utterly devout and sincere.

Seeing this, a group of henchmen followed Yan Feng's example and pledged their loyalty, shouting in unison:

"We are all His Highness's dogs, following His Highness's every command. If His Highness tells us to go east, we will never go west; if His Highness tells us to die, we will certainly die."

"May the Holy Emperor live ten thousand years, and may the Holy Son be of unparalleled talent."

Yan Feng, who had just pledged allegiance, suddenly twitched at the corner of his mouth.

That sounds so familiar!

These traitors had said similar things to him before, and now that they've found a new leader, they're even more devout than he was.

Shameless! Absolutely shameless!

He was the one who arrived first.

These traitors immediately removed Yan Feng from the list of leaders and put Shengzi Guming first.

There's nothing we can do; this is the tradition of the Holy Church, where strength reigns supreme.

They all desperately want to improve!

Besides, Yan Feng has already been defeated, what else can they do? If they don't pledge allegiance now, are they just waiting to be purged? They're all evil spirit masters, so they're definitely more shrewd than ordinary people.