Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 364: Dark Thunder, Nightmare Demon

Led by Wu Xuan, the group continued to move deeper until they stopped in front of a soul-guided elevator inside the hotel lobby.

"Stop, who asked you to come here?" Two big men in black standing in front of the soul guide elevator blocked the four people's way.

"It's like this. We just received news that there's a shortage of manpower down there, so we're being transferred to handle the emergency." Wu Xuan smiled and stepped forward to explain. At the same time, the sword in his hand, over a foot long, had already condensed.

"Oh, I see! Then you guys can go down!" The big man nodded and opened the elevator directly.

"Huh?" Wu Xuan and the other three were obviously stunned for a moment, but still said thank you and entered the elevator.

As the metal door slowly closed, Wu Xuan looked at the three women and couldn't help but smile: "Relax, there won't be too strict scrutiny within the Xishui League during the Soul Instructor Elite Competition."

"Yeah!!" The three women also breathed a sigh of relief, and the last trace of tension disappeared.

The elevator continued down and stopped after about ten seconds. When the door opened again, a noisy sound mixed with an air of decadence and extravagance hit us in the face.

In stark contrast to the simple, youthful hotel lobby, the hotel's underground world was a dazzling spectacle. Everywhere was covered in gold, even the mirrors. It was as if the underground world was crafted entirely from gold.

"What's going on? Why is it completely different from the last time we came here?" Ye Guyi on the side asked the question in his mind.

"This is only the second floor below ground level. The Xishui League headquarters is even lower down." Wu Xuan explained.

"This project is really a grand one!" Ye Guyi couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Wu, how is it? Are there any strong people in charge of this Soul Instructor Competition?" Zhang Lexuan asked.

"No, from what I can sense, the person with the highest cultivation level in this hall is only a Soul Saint." Wu Xuan said as he looked at the gate in front of him from a distance.

"Alas! What a pity." Ye Guyi couldn't help but sigh. She had originally thought that there was at least one Titled Douluo in charge of the Xishui League!

"Brother Wu, let's take action." Zhang Lexuan looked at Wu Xuan and asked.

"Of course we did. Now that we're here, just because there aren't any powerful evil soul masters on this floor doesn't mean there aren't any on the floors below." Ma Xiaotao answered quickly.

"Let's go!" Wu Xuan nodded and walked out from the corner.

The two guards at the door not far away saw what Wu Xuan and the other three were wearing and opened the door without asking any questions.

Entering the door, it felt like stepping into another world. This was a circular domed hall, the ceiling of which seemed to be composed of countless golden lines arranged in a neat and regular pattern. The huge dome provided ample light for the entire hall.

Rows of seats stretched neatly downward. At the outermost edge, a circle of escalators ascended diagonally. At the end of each soul-guided escalator, there was a circular room suspended in mid-air. To the naked eye, it was impossible to discern how these rooms were suspended in mid-air.

Wu Xuan and the others were filled with emotion after watching these scenes. At least Shrek's soul guidance system was far from reaching that level.

"Come here, yes, the four of you, put this batch of rare metals on the metal table according to the form." A middle-aged man who looked like a manager shouted to Wu Xuan and the other three.

Wu Xuan and the others were stunned for a moment, but still took the cart from the manager.

The Soul Guidance Competition had already begun, and the metal tables throughout the hall occasionally flickered with soul-guiding light. Some of the tables were now empty. The steward's task was clearly to arrange materials on the vacant tables. The four of them busied themselves with a round, and Wu Xuan also took this time to gather basic information about the hall. Besides the over 260 participants, the spectators numbered over 2,000. Their attire and clothing revealed that they were either wealthy or noble.

This is understandable. After all, only big bettors can come to watch the game in person, and ordinary people can forget about it.

After several carts of rare metals were placed, Wu Xuan and the other three gathered again.

Wu Xuan looked at the three women and said in a deep voice, "I don't think there will be too many evil soul masters in this so-called soul mentor competition. You should be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, since we are ready to take action, we will not leave anyone alive." Ye Guyi stated.

Zhang Lexuan hesitated for a moment, but nodded. As the senior sister of the inner court, she wasn't one for pedantry. If she wanted to implicate the innocent, then so be it. And if someone had connections with the Xishui League, that didn't necessarily mean they were innocent.

Just as the three women were preparing to attack, Wu Xuan suddenly stretched out his arms and stopped the three women.

"Something's happening!" Wu Xuan murmured, his eyes fixed on the soul guide elevator on the other side.

"Ding~!" As if responding to Wu Xuan, the metal door of the soul guide elevator slowly opened, and two old men slowly walked out.

"Two of you, Titled Douluo!" Wu Xuan turned and looked at Zhang Lexuan and the other two with excitement.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lexuan and the other two girls were shocked. This time they really hit a big fish.

Not to mention Wu Xuan's strength, Ma Xiaotao and Zhang Lexuan, with their average Titled Douluo strength, were no match for him. Ye Guyi, though only a Soul Sage, was far superior to both of them in dealing with evil soul masters. Therefore, even if Feng Ling showed up with two Titled Douluo, Wu Xuan and his men wouldn't dare attack.

"Haha, eighth brother! Look at the scale of my Soul Instructor Elite Competition!" An old man laughed after looking around.

"Well! It's a rare event. The unlimited defense competition is far inferior." Another person commented objectively.

"Haha! Of course." The old man laughed again. He was half responsible for the smooth running of this event.

As Wu Xuan and the other three approached, intentionally or unintentionally, he recognized the identity of one of them. The laughing figure was none other than Nether Thunder Douluo, the Third Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult. As for the other elder, the eighth among the elders, it was, as expected, Nightmare Douluo.

"Third brother, you said that the leader has mobilized so many powerful people from the Holy Church to gather in Mingdu. What big moves will happen next?" The two of them couldn't help but chat after sitting down on the high platform.

"Hey! Never mind. We just need to complete the task assigned by the leader. If we can control all the smuggling channels of the underground forces in Mingdu, there will be a steady stream of profits in the future. Maybe this is the opportunity for us two brothers to break through to the Super Douluo level." Minglei Douluo couldn't help but fantasize.

"Third brother is right!" Nightmare Douluo also laughed.

"Hmph! It's a beautiful fantasy, but unfortunately you don't have the chance." The next moment, a flash of green light emanated from Wu Xuan, who was standing beside the judges' stage. Unaware of what was happening, the audience suddenly felt the lights dim.

Including more than 2,000 spectators, everyone in the audience felt their eyes dazzled, and the next moment the surrounding scene changed completely.

The entire underground world's square is isolated by a strange wind curtain.

(End of this chapter)