Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 82 - Evil Soul Master

After tidying herself up and making sure she didn't look like a good person, Qian Lingyun clapped her hands lightly, and a horde of skeleton soldiers swarmed out from behind the gate of the dead, so many that they couldn't even fit in the grove of trees.

"Send out and find Soul Masters and Evil Soul Masters. Report back to me when you find them. I want to have a good talk with them."

Before the words were even finished, hordes of skeleton soldiers stumbled out of the grove and scattered in all directions.

Only Soul Masters are allowed to enter this Star Dou Great Forest.

Whether they are evil spirit masters or ordinary spirit masters, they all have one goal.

The Star Dou Great Forest is indeed very dangerous. Not long after these skeleton soldiers were released, more than half of them were destroyed by soul beasts. As a result, Qian Lingyun had to continuously summon new skeleton soldiers to fill the gaps.

Qian Lingyun led this group of skeleton soldiers for three days in a flash. During these three days, they only occasionally encountered a few groups of soul masters, but... none of them were evil soul masters. Considering that they had no past grudges or recent conflicts, the skeleton soldiers, having nothing better to do, obediently followed for a while and then dispersed on their own...

On the fifth day, a skeleton soldier who had been hung on a tree as a trophy by a soul beast, half-dead but not completely dead, sent a signal to Qian Lingyun.

After raising her hand to cover her right eye and sharing a moment of vision with the skeleton soldier, Qian Lingyun saw through the skeleton soldier's eyes that several people were besieging and killing a powerful demonic ape that was about 30,000 years old.

Qian Lingyun's heart skipped a beat, and a unique feeling immediately lingered in her mind. She curled her lips slightly and sneered, "Do these idiots live in Star Dou all day long? Huo Yuhao can run into them, so can I."

Through the skull's eyes, Qian Lingyun saw three old men.

They all looked to be at least seventy years old. Surprisingly, these three elderly men looked exactly alike, and their clothing was also identical.

They were all very thin, with many wrinkles on their faces, and their gray hair was simply draped behind their heads. Their eyes were dull and yellowish, giving them a somber appearance. What was particularly distinctive was that they all had hooked noses and thin lips.

The three old men were all dressed in long gray robes, each holding a cane. The canes were entirely black, about ten feet long, and each had a gray gem the size of a human head at its tip.

Judging from their attire and appearance, Qian Lingyun didn't even need to guess to know the names and strengths of these three guys: Zhongli Tian, ​​Zhongli Di, and Zhongli Ren, all with the strength of a Soul Douluo, and their martial souls: Netherworld Serpent, whose ability is to control beast souls!

In a one-on-one situation, Qian Lingyun could easily kill someone even if she was several levels above her own, thanks to her Rakshasa Domain, which suppressed the strength of a first-level evil soul master, and her Purifying Flame, which was specifically designed to counter souls.

However, if it were a one-against-three situation, she might win, but she would inevitably have to pay a price.

Just as she was racking her brains for a solution, Qian Lingyun suddenly smiled slightly, glanced at the boulder she was using as cover, and said helplessly, "The gates to the dead aren't all in one place, how did you find me?"

"Fool, it won't be hard to find you by following all those broken skeletons."

The speaker casually tossed a broken bone, then sat atop the boulder, his long, captivating legs swinging back and forth in mid-air.

The newcomer's long, golden hair fluttered freely in the breeze, like a golden flag. She sighed, "Do you really want to get as far away from me as possible? You won't even say goodbye before you leave?"

"No, I just really hate the feeling of holding back tears." Qian Lingyun turned her back, thought for a moment, and said seriously:

"Since we're already here, let's not just sit around. There are three Soul Master evil spirit masters over there. With our strength, we can easily kill them. Should we..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you thought of your sister when you needed it? What were you doing when you kicked me out of the demiplane a few days ago?" Qian Renxue pouted unhappily, her purple eyes curiously examining Qian Lingyun's outfit. In the end, she couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qian Lingyun looked at Qian Renxue with a blank expression. After a long while, she reacted and hurriedly covered certain parts of her body, saying in annoyance, "What's wrong with an evil soul master dressed like this?"

"Hahaha! You idiot, what kind of evil spirit master in the world is like you, hahaha!" Qian Renxue jumped down from the boulder, walked a few steps to Qian Lingyun, and patiently began to groom her, explaining as she did so:

"Evil spirit masters wouldn't dress like that! Their clothing is mostly somber and simple. Showing so much skin doesn't make you look like an evil spirit master; it makes you look more like..."

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak! I hate you, I'm not listening!" Qian Lingyun raised her hand to cover Qian Renxue's mouth and nose, her expression as rich as a comic strip.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything, okay?" Qian Renxue grabbed Qian Lingyun's wrist with her right hand and wrapped her left arm around her slender waist.

"You don't need to look for those three old geezers; they'll come this way anyway. While we still have time, why don't we get to know each other better?"

"You..." Qian Lingyun looked surprised and tried to resist with her hands (weakly), but there was no sign of resistance in her eyes.

"It's so hot today!" Qian Renxue said, changing the subject by unbuttoning the most restrictive button on her collar.

But Qian Lingyun pushed her away and pointed to the distance, saying, "Wait, they're here..."

"Ah!? I'm going to kill those three bastards who ruined my plans..." Qian Renxue spat at the side with a dark face and stood up with a sinister expression.

The moment Qian Renxue stood up, the resentment emanating from her was even stronger than that of Qian Lingyun, the heir to the Rakshasa clan. Her unprecedentedly sinister expression made Qian Lingyun tense up, and she subconsciously took a few steps to the side.

"Don't be afraid, we can kill them first, and then..." Qian Renxue laughed.

Qian Lingyun swallowed hard, nodded subconsciously, and replied, "Yes, whatever you say..."

As soon as the three elders came into view, their eyes fell on the two of them. Their movements were perfectly synchronized. They tapped their long staffs on the ground and their bodies floated forward. They started and landed at the same time. In just two moves, they were already in front of Qian Renxue and Qian Lingyun.

At this moment, Qian Lingyun and Qian Renxue stood side by side, coldly watching the three people in front of them.

"Heh heh heh, two little girls," the old man on the left muttered, his brows furrowed. His voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows, utterly unpleasant to hear.

The old man on the right then asked the two directly, "Young ladies, who are you? Where do you come from?"

"The Holy Spirit Cult!" Qian Lingyun said expressionlessly.

"What did you say?" The old man in the middle looked at the two of them in surprise, his sinister gaze sweeping over them.

"I said, you are the Holy Spirit Cult!" Qian Lingyun took a step forward and threw the Holy Spirit Cult token she had picked up in the tomb. The old man in the middle raised his hand to catch the token and examined it carefully.

"Hehehe, little girl, this token isn't yours, is it?!" The old man, having taken the token, put it down and forced a terrifying smile.

"If you tell us where this token came from, we might give you a quick death; otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the old men in black on both sides let out a series of strange, cacophonous laughs, sounding like a nest of crows wailing in a tree.

"We killed the owner of this token!" Qian Renxue pulled Qian Lingyun behind her, shielding her, and said contemptuously, "You'll suffer the same fate!"

"Hehehe, little girl, you're only at the fifth ring level, yet you're so arrogant. Do you know what our strength is? How dare you speak to us like that?" The old man on the left glanced at Qian Renxue disdainfully and revealed his eight soul rings.

The other two old men chuckled and revealed eight spirit rings.

"Wow! It's Contra! Truly terrifying!" Qian Lingyun clapped in amazement, then pulled out the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, slammed it heavily onto the ground, leaned back, and sneered:

"But I'm sorry, but if you encounter me, no matter how strong you are, your strength will be reduced by one level. This is the decision of the Rakshasa God."

(End of this chapter)