Chapter 835 The Angel Soul Mentor Group Descends!

Having regained her memories, Feng Ling actually has no good feelings towards the Holy Spirit Cult. She even harbors a desire to destroy the Holy Spirit Cult and kill all of these evil soul masters.

After all, the most painful period of her life was spent within the Holy Spirit Church.

Back then, she and Yan Shaozhe were a perfect couple.

At that time, there was no news about Xianlin'er and Cai Meier.

She was the one who arrived first, but in the end, Cai Meier, who came later, reaped the rewards. Although Cai Meier is now dead, she has been holding a grudge about this ever since she regained her memories.

Ultimately, it all comes down to Zhongliwu.

Her experience was very similar to Tang Ya's. Both of them were captured by the Holy Spirit Cult because their martial souls had transformed into evil martial souls. Zhong Liwu used secret methods to seal her past memories, turning her into a bloodthirsty evil soul master.

What if she marries Zhongli Wu and becomes the vice leader?
Throughout the entire process, the other party regarded him as a useful tool.

So when Zhongli Wu died, she was not sad at all; on the contrary, her heart was filled with boundless joy. After all, it was Zhongli Wu who ruined her life.

Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out, interrupting her thoughts:

"The previous leader died at the hands of Xuanzi, and now the Supreme Elder and the Chief Elder have both perished. The Holy Church's strength has been greatly reduced, and it is surrounded by powerful enemies. The people within the church are in a state of panic. We urge the Vice Leader to ascend to the position of leader as soon as possible to stabilize the people's hearts. Apart from you, no one in the Holy Spirit Church is qualified to serve as the leader!"

Upon hearing these words, Feng Ling paused, then subconsciously looked at the speaker.

He was an old man with a face as weathered as tree bark and hair as white as snow. He exuded an aura of decay like withered wood, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame.

According to her memory, this person was a worshipper in the Holy Spirit Church's worship hall, ranked tenth.

His greatest passion is power.

Seeing this, the others cursed inwardly that the Tenth Elder was a cunning and treacherous old man, a disgrace to humanity. At this critical moment for the Holy Sect, he was the first to stand up and support the Vice Elder's ascension to the position of Elder, and he would surely gain the Vice Elder's favor.

Not to be outdone, the others chimed in, urging the vice-leader to ascend to the position of leader as soon as possible, their eyes gleaming with undisguised desire for power.

In any power, there will be power struggles within the organization.

Most evil spirit masters are bloodthirsty and wicked, and even in times like these, they find it difficult to unite and fight against external forces, with no internal strife whatsoever.

Amidst the clamor of voices, Feng Ling's gaze swept over the elders and revered guests, and she said in a deep voice:

"Since everyone agrees that I should be the leader, then I will accept the position. From this day forward, I will serve as the leader of the Holy Spirit Church."

A resolute expression appeared on Feng Ling's face. She waved her hands as if playing an accordion: "Don't worry, everyone, I will make the Holy Spirit Church great again!"

The elders and those who offered sacrifices all showed expressions of excitement, and they all exclaimed in praise:
"Under the wise and mighty leadership of our Holy Spirit Cult, we will surely emerge from our slump and flourish!"

"No matter what, as long as the Lord is here, we will surely be able to give the Sun and Moon Army a little Holy Spirit shock in two and a half years!"

Feng Ling knew that she could only listen to what she heard; everyone was just pretending. After all, given the nature of evil spirit masters, it was impossible for them to be truly loyal to her.

If these people choose to rebel and join forces against him, even with the help of Nangong Wan and Ming Lei Douluo, who are also undercover agents, he will surely die.

After all, he was only a level 97 Super Douluo, and in terms of strength alone, he was far inferior to the Supreme Elder. However, these people could never unite to that extent, so they could only temporarily submit to his authority.

Of course, she didn't care whether these people were loyal or not, because they would die soon. Regardless of whether their loyalty was genuine, they would eventually turn into ashes and disappear into the world.

She smiled and responded to each question.

At that moment, a familiar voice echoed in her mind, as if it came from the highest heavens:

"Feng Ling, the Angel Soul Master Corps is about to arrive. Be prepared, this will be the night of the Holy Spirit Cult's destruction."

Upon hearing these words, Feng Ling's heart trembled, and she was enveloped in boundless joy.

finally coming?

The Holy Spirit Cult is finally going to be destroyed!
Suddenly, the Tenth Elder, who had been the first to stand up and support Feng Ling as the leader, removed the soundproof soul-guiding shield, looked at the crowd of Holy Spirit Cult members in the distance, and said loudly with a joyful expression:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a joyous announcement to make. From today onwards, Lady Fengling will assume the role of the new leader of the Holy Spirit Church. Let us celebrate! Let us rejoice! Under Lady Fengling's leadership, the Holy Spirit Church will march toward a bright new tomorrow!"

The members of the Holy Spirit Cult all wore happy smiles.

They all stood up, raised their hands high above their heads and waved them, jumping and hopping with tears in their eyes, seemingly crying tears of joy.

A deafening roar of cheers echoed throughout the palace.

Fortunately, the underground palace was designed with excellent sound insulation, so even if so many people cheer together, the sound will not reach the outside world.

In fact, for the vast majority of members of the Holy Spirit Church, the rules within the church are bloody and cruel.

The elders and retainers may not remember who smiled because Lord Fengling took over as leader.

But if anyone looks dejected or unhappy because Lord Fengling has taken over as sect leader, the elders and retainers will remember it all!
Perhaps an elder or deity will take this opportunity to make an example of someone!
Just then, a door, entirely black and exuding an aura of endless desolation, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone looked surprised, clearly not understanding the situation. Some of the more astute evil spirit masters were warily examining the gate.

The next moment, the door slowly opened, and black air surged, like a curtain being drawn back on a stage, revealing the scene inside.

A group of human Soul Masters, dressed in armor, were talking to each other with solemn expressions.

They fluttered their golden wings, hovering in mid-air, golden light flowing around them like water. Behind them stretched an endless array of undead, all exuding a sacred aura and appearing extremely eerie.

He seemed to notice the malevolent gaze of the evil spirit master outside the door.

They all turned to look at them, their sharp, razor-sharp gazes fixed on the group of evil spirit masters, as if they wanted to tear them to pieces.

The leader was a pretty young girl who held a long sword burning with golden flames, her eyes were filled with molten gold, and three pairs of golden wings stretched out from her back.

Even through the door, that awe-inspiring majesty surged forth like a tidal wave, as if encountering a natural enemy. Most of the evil spirit masters present felt a chill run down their spines.

The next moment, Ye Guyi flapped her three pairs of golden wings and rushed outwards. She was like the leader of a flock of geese, with the other angel soul masters following behind her!

(End of this chapter)

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