Douluo Continent: This Soul Master is Too Bizarre and Unpredictable

Chapter 119 The Fall of a Title

It is also very necessary to pass on the "Soul Core Secret Technique" to Huo Lie.

Huo Lie advanced to the ninth-ring titled Douluo five or six years ago, and with the help of immortal herbs, his soul power level reached level 92, making him a titled Douluo.

Although level 90 is a bottleneck, even if it is not fully mature, Huo Lie's cultivation talent will not be much worse than that of an ordinary person with full innate soul power after consuming the Earth Dragon Golden Melon.

Furthermore, since he cultivates the "Lava Meditation Method," a top-grade soul power cultivation method, it shouldn't be a problem for him to increase his soul power by two levels in five or six years. After all, the difficulty of breaking through to levels below 95 is not that great for a genius.

If Huo Lie has already cultivated to the peak of level 94, then after condensing the soul core, he will be able to break through to level 95 Title Douluo.

A Title Douluo who reaches level 95 is far stronger than any Title Douluo below level 95. With the added advantage of a Soul Core, the difference between them will be no less than the difference between an 89-level Soul Douluo and a 91-level Title Douluo.

As for level 95 and above?

Huo Lie might be able to break through to level 96 within ten years after becoming a level 95 Title Douluo, but to reach level 97 or higher, it would be impossible without twenty or thirty years, and he might not even be able to break through in his lifetime.

Take, for example, those elders of the Spirit Hall. Weren't they all top geniuses on the continent back then? Yet, they've been stuck at a bottleneck for decades, unable to make any progress.

After having dinner at the academy cafeteria, Mu Yang went to the lava mimicry training ground in the back mountain of the academy's main campus and handed over the "Soul Core Secret Technique" to Huo Lie and the other person.

What is the origin of this secret technique?

Huo Lie immediately filled in the blank without needing to explain, and even gave Mu Yang a knowing look.

Under the cover of night, in a remote village within the Star Luo Empire, the air thick with the stench of blood.

"Elder Diqian, the Blood Worship Cult has been completely wiped out."

A cardinal from the Spirit Hall spoke respectfully to the burly middle-aged man clad in golden armor.

"Have the casualty counts been completed? What are the results of the battle?"

"I am a burly elder of the Spirit Hall," asked Di Qian.

The cardinal replied, "Thanks to the elders' intervention, the casualties in this strike against the cult were not significant. A total of one Soul Emperor and three Soul Kings were killed, one cardinal lost an arm, two Soul Emperors and five Soul Kings were injured, and the rest can be healed."

The Blood Worship Cult's eighth-ring level leader, "Blood Demon," along with four seventh-ring level elders and twelve sixth-ring level protectors, were all killed. Over two hundred followers below the sixth ring level were also killed. Except for a few followers below the sixth ring level who were not at their stronghold, the Blood Worship Cult has been completely destroyed.

"Indeed, upon returning to Wuhun City, this elder will petition His Holiness the Pope to commend you."

Earthly Douluo nodded.

"Combating cults is our duty, and we dare not take credit for it."

The cardinal quickly straightened his posture and said.

"Haha~, cracking down on evil spirit masters is our duty, but merits must be rewarded and demerits must be punished. This is the principle of our Spirit Hall. This is what you deserve, so there's no need to be modest."

Earthly Douluo waved his hand dismissively.

If meritorious service goes unrewarded, who will be willing to perform meritorious service in the future? Who will fight against evil spirit masters? Who will uphold justice on the continent?

Just then, a heavy, oppressive feeling arose in the hearts of everyone from the Spirit Hall present.

"Who?!"

The most perceptive of the Earthly Douluo roared and turned to stare at the direction of the village entrance.

"You are righteous people who fight against evil spirit masters, but unfortunately, you have entered the wrong sect."

A deep voice rang out, and a terrifying pressure of soul power appeared. A burly figure draped in a black robe slowly walked out of the village entrance.

Under this terrifying pressure of soul power, everyone present from the Spirit Hall, including the strongest Earthly Douluo, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their backs. Moreover, with each step the black-robed figure took, the mountain behind them felt even heavier.

"Great Earth Bull, possessed! Who are you? State your name!"

A surge of earthy yellow soul power appeared as the Earth Bull Martial Soul was attached to his body. Nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—bloomed around him. His muscles swelled to a whole size, and a pair of jet-black bull horns grew on his head. The Earth Qian Douluo, with a solemn expression, shouted at the newcomer.

"Heh~, level 92."

The burly figure in black robes chuckled, and nine spirit rings also appeared.

However, unlike the Earthly Qian Douluo of the Spirit Hall, the ninth spirit ring emanating from the black-robed figure was bright red, and the bright red color of the spirit ring meant that the spirit ring was as old as 100,000 years old!

When the crimson ninth soul ring, which had been around for 100,000 years, appeared, a jet-black hammer materialized in the hand of the black-robed figure. In an instant, the already terrifying soul power pressure intensified even further.

"Bang bang bang—"

Under the terrifying pressure of this soul power, several Spirit Hall members who were relatively close by and whose levels were only five rings were directly crushed, their bodies exploding and their bright red blood splattering all over the ground.

At this moment, Earthly Douluo had no time to care about the lives of his subordinates. Gazing at the almost impossible 100,000-year spirit ring emanating from the black-robed figure, and the pitch-black hammer spirit in his hand, he said in a trembling voice, "Clear Sky Hammer, 100,000-year ninth spirit ring...you're Tang Hao?!"

Who is Tang Hao? He is the famous Haotian Douluo, a terrifying figure who once killed the former Pope of his own Spirit Hall!

In a daze, Diqian Douluo seemed to see a lump of mud, which was none other than himself.

"It's good that you recognize me. Even if I go to hell, I won't die with my eyes wide open. Seventh Soul Skill, Haotian True Body!"

With a loud shout, Tang Hao's seventh spirit ring shone brightly, and amidst the surge of terrifying spirit power, the enormous Haotian True Body suddenly materialized.

Three minutes later, the remote village returned to silence under the cover of night, and the stench of blood in the air intensified once more.

Dispersing his true form, Tang Hao raised his hand and summoned a left arm soul bone that shone with an earthy yellow light and exuded a heavy aura like the earth itself, which flew into his hand from a large pit not far in front of him. A smile appeared on Tang Hao's face, which was shrouded in black robes and hood: "A 60,000-year-old left arm bone, eleven Soul Saints, four Soul Douluos, and one titled Soul Bone, I finally have it."

"With this left arm soul bone, Little San should be able to advance to the fourth ring soon. Little San, don't let Daddy down!"

Looking at the left arm soul bone in his hand, which gleamed with an earthy yellow light, Tang Hao thought to himself.

Recalling his plan, a hint of reluctance flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by determination. His lips moved slightly: "It was all for Xiao San, Ah Yin. You will forgive me, right?"

After putting away the left arm soul bone, Tang Hao's figure disappeared into the night.

What Pope Bibi Dong, far away in Wuhun City, was unaware of was that in just a few days, Tang Hao, the most wanted criminal of Wuhun Hall, had traveled to various places and taken the heads of eleven seven-ring Soul Saints and four eight-ring Soul Douluos from Wuhun Hall, and had also killed an elder of the Elder Hall.

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