Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

"No, you can't eat this."

Jiang Jue held the Soul Refining Banner tightly in both hands, and his enormous mental power beat back the instinctive thoughts conveyed by the Soul Refining Banner.

This is not his thing now, and he is still counting on this fragment of the divine throne to increase the age of his soul ring.

The Soul Refining Banner gradually stabilized in Jiang Jue's hand. The dark blood-red flag on it swayed slightly, like a child who was scolded by his parents, looking a little aggrieved.

"It's not that I won't give it to you. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. What good is a broken piece? I'll give you the whole piece when the time comes."

Jiang Jue gently stroked the Soul Refining Banner and whispered.

But Jiang Jue also realized a problem. Since the Soul Refining Banner wanted to devour the fragment of the divine throne, it had the ability to devour it.

"What happens after swallowing?"

Jiang Jue frowned slightly, his mind full of mixed thoughts. He was eager to try, but for a moment he was a little undecided. However, his idea of ​​going to Jialing Pass, the place where the gods fought ten thousand years ago, became more and more determined.

At this moment, the originally calm altar suddenly shook, and the various runes carved on it seemed to come alive and began to twist and rotate continuously.

The blood-colored sphere that Zhongli Wu placed on it continued to melt, and hideous blood streams like small snakes appeared, gradually covering the entire altar from the top of the altar, and the bloody smell suddenly increased.

The next moment, dark red blood mist rose up and poured into the fragment as if it was under control.

The fragment accepted all comers and emitted a faint light. In an instant, evil, killing, and resentment, three extreme negative emotions, flashed by.

Although it was fleeting, Jiang Jue still sensed it.

"These negative attributes... If I'm not mistaken, this should be the divinity of the Rakshasa God throne inherited by Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, ten thousand years ago."

"But... Bibi Dong's throne should not be broken, it's just that Bibi Dong died. Then where did this fragment of the throne come from? Or is it a fragment of another god's throne?"

Just as Jiang Jue was puzzled, a layer of blood curtain rose up and slowly gathered into a blood-red ribbon, floating around the fragments and protecting them.

"This should be the blood light that Master mentioned. If this is the case, then forget about it and increase the age of the spirit ring first."

Jiang Jue put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, calmed his heart, and sat cross-legged on a cushion in front of the altar, using his deathly gray soul power to pull the blood-colored ribbon.

As for whether there was any trick involved, Jiang Jue was not worried. Since the Soul Refining Banner wanted to eat up the fragment of the divine throne, the blood it produced was nothing to be afraid of.

What's more, there is Mr. Yi by my side.

"Crack!"

The blood-colored ribbon was pulled by Jiang Jue's soul power and floated towards the Soul Refining Banner. The Soul Refining Banner could not wait any longer. The blood-colored pattern on the flag kept wriggling, as if it was longing for a feast.

One yellow, two purple, two black and one red, six soul rings surround the Soul Refining Banner.

However, the blood-colored ribbon did not enter the Soul Refining Banner, but turned into six small branches, each of which was wrapped around six soul rings.

Soul Refining Banner:...

Jiang Jue's body shook as he felt a strange sensation. After the silk ribbon connected the soul rings, the eight hundred year old first soul ring, which was originally at the bottom, began to gradually darken in color. In just a few seconds, it turned from yellow to purple and entered the level of a thousand year soul ring.

This is not the end yet. The original light purple color slowly darkened and turned into a ten thousand year soul ring.

The next moment, six figures flew out from the Soul Refining Banner. They were the six beast souls whose soul rings were previously absorbed by Jiang Jue. They scattered around and protected Jiang Jue.

As the soul rings age, the aura they emit becomes increasingly stronger.

Alex observed Jiang Jue for a while, and seeing that there was nothing unusual, he slowly walked to the altar, examining and analyzing him with his deep eyes.

"This altar is just a converter. The most important thing is the fragment. After these offerings are converted by the altar and then by the fragment, the age of the spirit ring can be increased. But why do I feel that this fragment is a bit weird?"

Alex frowned and scanned the fragment with his consciousness again. The fragment just blocked it instinctively and then did not move at all.

After a moment, Alex's face changed, with a look of deep surprise in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice, "No! Although the divinity on this fragment appears to be evil, murderous, and resentful, I have seen through the surface divinity, and the original divinity inside should be bright and sacred!"

"But how is this possible?"

Alex glanced at Jiang Jue, and after seeing that he was fine, he continued thinking.

The candlelight was dim, and the bloody light from the altar slowly rose.

……

In an independent space.

A ball of pitch-black fog gathered together, covering the center of the space.

The aura revealed in the black fog is nothing but pure evil, resentment, and killing. Compared to the aura on the fragment in the secret room, the aura here is even purer, as if the source came from here.

"Did you find out? But it doesn't matter."

"He is just a god with only a wisp of spiritual consciousness left... Hahahaha, don't I also only have a wisp of spiritual consciousness left to survive..."

"Besides, I have lost everything..."

In the black fog, the voice sounded again, a little crazy, and the sharp sound resounded throughout the space.

"But that young man is quite interesting. He actually has so much power of destiny. It seems that he is the new son of destiny who will stir up the situation in Douluo Continent. He also has the mark left by the God of Destruction. Is he the opportunity I am waiting for?"

But no one in the space would respond to her.

"But why is the banner in his hand a little different? It even makes me a little nervous..."

"In that case, I'll give it a try. I have nothing left to lose anyway."

"Except for the throne it is attached to..."

In the black fog, one can vaguely see a complete and intact throne standing in it, with pure divinity emanating from it.

……

Mingde Hall.

Jing Hongchen's office.

"Hmm? Why do you always have friends who like to come over in the evening?"

Jing Hongchen, who was carving the core magic circle, paused with the carving knife in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said inexplicably.

"Yan Shaozhe, aren't you coming out yet? Is there another friend?"

There was no response in the large room.

"Are all the people from Shrek Academy this kind of cunning person? They don't even dare to enter my office?"

Jing Hongchen put down the carving knife and spoke slowly.

Huo Yuhao was in his hands. Since the two people in the dark were not in a hurry, why should he be in a hurry?

"Jing Hongchen, you are still as cunning as ever. What's so difficult about entering your office?"

As a pair of sarcastic words fell, two figures slowly appeared in Jing Hongchen's office.

(End of this chapter)