Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: I, Huo Yuhao, join the Sun Moon Sect.

Chapter 838 The Holy Spirit Cult is destroyed, I will cleave the Holy Emperor's statue with a single sword!
As the purple light faded, several figures emerged, all of them mangled and bloodied, revealing their bare bones.

The air was filled with a pungent, unpleasant smell of blood.

Although they were quite strong, they were still caught off guard by the sect leader Feng Ling's sneak attack and were instantly seriously injured.

After all, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult is now the most powerful person in the cult.

Who would have thought that such a person would suddenly turn against his own people?

Incredulity flickered in the eyes of the elders and revered figures, and their voices trembled as they spoke:
"Master, are you also a traitor?"

"How could I be a traitor? I was just affected by the enemy's soul skill and made a mistake."

A helpless voice came from within the purplish-black phoenix, leaving the elders and worshippers somewhat puzzled.

But then the purple beam of light struck again, like a mighty river flowing endlessly, unstoppable, and they immediately realized that Feng Ling was lying.

So everyone shifted their bodies, and the defensive soul-guided shield rose up instantly as their soul power surged.

It was shrouded in blood and grime, covering the severely wounded bodies.

Rumble!
The purple beam of light exploded again, but this time it was clearly not as effective as the sneak attack and did not cause much damage to these people.

In fact, during the sneak attack, Feng Ling had the opportunity to kill some of the elders or worshippers, thanks to the trust others placed in her.

But she did not choose to do so.

After all, Ye Guyi still needs to improve her cultivation by killing evil spirit masters.

"Judgement!"

Ye Guyi's clear, cold voice rang out, echoing endlessly in the vast and tall underground palace, like a high-ranking deity issuing commands from the clouds!
Feng Ling had just sent her a telepathic message, and she certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass, so she used her self-created soul skill—Judgment.

The source of this soul skill is Qian Renxue's soul.

As a former goddess of angels, her vision far surpasses that of ordinary soul masters.

Under these circumstances, it was not actually difficult for her to create a custom soul skill suitable for Ye Guyi.

The dazzling golden flames suddenly surged and condensed into a huge flaming holy sword, hovering behind Ye Guyi and piercing directly through the ceiling of the underground palace.

The scorching flames licked at the rare metal that made up the ceiling, instantly melting it into a pool of reddish liquid that quickly dripped onto the ground.

The air temperature rose rapidly, and many people were even sweating profusely and panting heavily.

At this moment, Ye Guyi's soul power was being rapidly depleted by "Judgment," as if it were being poured into a bottomless pit.

The world in her eyes was as if it had been slowed down; she could see every tiny movement of the enemy clearly.

She swung the angelic sword in her hand, slashing down at the severely wounded elders and worshippers in the distance.

The imposing flaming holy sword vanished instantly with her movement.

Ye Guyi, who had exhausted herself, turned deathly pale, and even her breathing became extremely rapid, but her eyes shone with confidence.

The next moment, enormous flaming holy swords appeared behind the elders and worshippers, and instantly slashed down!
Click!

Click!Click!

The defensive soul-guided shield, radiating various colors of light, shattered into countless fragments, which fell in a flurry, like a heavy snowfall.

The elders and the worshippers wore expressions of fear and dread. After all, only a minority of people are unafraid of death; most people have a deep fear of death.

They tried to dodge or fight back, but being severely injured, they had no way to dodge or resist the Fiery Holy Sword!
The golden flame holy sword, like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaped lives. Pools of ashes fell, and a continuous stream of purifying power surged into Ye Guyi's body like waves.

Her energy was quickly replenished, and her pale complexion regained its rosy hue. Feeling the surging purifying power, she thought that breaking through to Super Douluo shouldn't be a problem this time.

To be honest, although angel soul masters can improve their cultivation by purifying evil, there is a limit to how much they can improve. Otherwise, the speed at which Qian Renxue improved her cultivation before becoming a god would have been unimaginably exaggerated.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan was invigorated. He immediately turned against them and attacked the two elders beside him. A deep green poisonous mist spread out and struck the two elders who were completely unprepared for him.

The powerful corrosive force of the poisonous fog quickly tore through the already crumbling defensive soul-guiding light shield under the attack of the Nether Thunder Douluo, and landed directly on the two elders.

"what!"

The two worshippers simultaneously let out a shrill scream.

"Nangong Wan, you're a traitor too?"

"You damned traitor, you will surely die a horrible death! The Holy Emperor will not let you go!"

Nangong Wan thought to himself, "I don't want to be a traitor, but what can I do? I can only make things difficult for my fellow disciples in the Holy Spirit Cult!"

He smiled and looked at the two of them, saying:
"May you two rest in peace!"

The next moment, the golden sword light swept in like a whirlwind, tearing apart the bodies of the two elders in an instant.

Ye Guyi then led the Angel Soul Master Corps to continue slaughtering the remaining evil soul masters. In the end, only three evil soul masters remained in the underground palace: Feng Ling, Nangong Wan, and Ming Lei Douluo.

"Phew! This harvest is truly enormous. Whether it's me or the others in the Angel Soul Master Corps, our strength will definitely be greatly enhanced after consuming all this purification power. From today onwards, the evil Holy Spirit Cult will be completely destroyed."

Ye Guyi was quite pleased.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao's voice echoed in her mind:
"Bone Robe, take the Angelic Holy Sword and strike the statue of the Holy Emperor with it."

Hearing this, Ye Guyi was somewhat puzzled. She had killed many evil spirit masters recently and knew that they worshipped a deity called the Holy Emperor. So why did she slash the statue of the Holy Emperor with a sword?
Although she didn't quite understand, after a moment's thought, she decided to carry out Huo Yuhao's orders.
She looked at Fengling:
"The Tower Master ordered me to cleave the Holy Emperor's statue with a sword. Feng Ling, where is the Holy Emperor's statue?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling was also somewhat taken aback, completely unexpected that Huo Yuhao would issue such an order, but she had never had any good feelings towards the so-called Holy Emperor.

So she quickly nodded and said:
"follow me!"

Before long, Feng Ling led Ye Guyi to a room inside the underground palace. What came into view was a tall altar with a black statue on it, holding a signature trident in its hand.

"A trident, and it even carries Tang San's aura? Could the Holy Emperor be Tang San?"

Qian Renxue's divine soul, located within Ye Guyi's spiritual sea, was somewhat surprised at this moment, her thoughts churning wildly within her.

"No wonder Nana said back then that Tang San destroyed the Slaughter City, leaving no prison for evil people in the world. Judging from the situation of the Holy Emperor Statue, perhaps Tang San had long planned to become a god of evil people, using them to collect faith power!"

"Bone Robe, hand over control of your body to me, and I will cleave the statue of the Holy Emperor with a single sword strike!"

(End of this chapter)