Douluo Dragon King: One-Sword Soul Douluo, Shadow of the End of Dharma

Sacrifice.

Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. This method was an old tradition of the Holy Spirit Cult. It was very common among the higher-ups, whether it was used to enhance soul guidance arrays or improve strength.

It is almost impossible for evil spirit masters to obtain four-word battle armor unless they can cultivate their own divine craftsmen.

Of course, there are other unconventional methods as well.

The Ghost Emperor and the Underworld Emperor enhanced their battle armor by sacrificing the life force of a large number of living people to achieve a certain degree of improvement and resonance bonus.

Although its effect is only half that of a regular four-word battle armor, it is still much better than a three-word battle armor.

"You mean, he wants to use dragon ice as a sacrifice?"

Bai Ye tapped the table. The last time he saw the other person was almost ten years ago, at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters.

That aloof girl, who was originally unapproachable, would only show a slight smile when facing Wu Changkong, but her eyes always held a lingering sorrow...

"After you mentioned it last time, I even made a special trip to find the Dark Hummingbird."

"Since returning to the Holy Spirit Cult, that girl has been operating undercover in the Heavenly Dou Continent and has already reached the Soul Douluo level."

"It's said that this Blood Sacrifice Battle Armor will require three Soul Douluo-level deacons, but because there aren't enough, that Dark Hummingbird guy..."

Thinking of this, Xue Wushuang couldn't help but sneer.

To think of sacrificing one's own daughter is considered quite outrageous, even within the Holy Spirit Cult.

Unfortunately, the enhancement effect of this level of blood sacrifice is negligible.

What did the Underworld Emperor do back then?

He went directly to the center of Heaven Dou City, where he killed two Title Douluo on the spot, sacrificing their blood to his battle armor, and still managed to escape unscathed from the encirclement and suppression by Shrek Academy and the legion.

In comparison, the Dark Hummingbird doesn't even rank among the Four Heavenly Kings.

"Boss, I'm not bragging, but even without my battle armor, I could easily beat someone like Hummingbird from both sides. The weaker the opponent, the more trouble they cause..."

"Um."

Bai Ye took a sip of coffee. It was clearly not enough to just watch Long Bing die. To truly win Wu Changkong's loyalty and make him work for him, he would have to put in some effort.

"When will we make our move?"

"Well, I estimate it will be within the next two years. Not many people inside know about it right now."

"Keep an eye on things for me, and be prepared if necessary."

"Understood, boss!"

The matter concerning Long Bing and Tang Ziran has come to a temporary end. These events have little impact on his plans and can only be considered icing on the cake.

That's where his focus really lies.

"How did the assassination attempt go?"

"Hehe, boss, don't worry. I deliberately lured those guys into the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, and my full-force attack just happened to deflect it, without hurting a single hair on that old man Lie Feng's head."

"However, two Title Douluos from the Qian Gu family were accidentally severely injured and are currently receiving intensive care..."

"Haha, that old bastard Qian Gu Die Ting turned green with rage and chased me all the way to the east before he gave up."

Xue Wushuang let out a wicked laugh. He had a grudge against Qian Gu Dongfeng in his early years and almost lost his life because of the characteristics of his martial soul.

Now that the regimental commander has given instructions, it would be a disservice to all these years of hard training if we didn't give him a good kick.

If it weren't for the constraints imposed by the Holy Spirit Church, he would have been prepared to find an opportunity to kill all the talented individuals of this generation of ancient families.

"With all these recent moves, what new ideas does the Holy Spirit Cult have?"

Bai Ye was somewhat nonchalant. In the original story, the first major plot involving the Holy Spirit Cult didn't appear until Shrek City was bombed, but this organization's private activities were quite numerous.

Attributing all the attacks that have occurred over the past ten thousand years to the Holy Spirit Church might be an injustice.

If there are even a few gaps in between, there will be 100% of them who slip through the net.

"Any other thoughts? Just repeating the same old ideas."

"It's nothing more than assassinating important figures in various associations, using the opportunity to launch attacks in Tiandou City and the central region, so that Shrek City will lower its guard."

"The secret plans haven't been revealed yet."

"My mission is almost complete, all that's left is to win over that Dark Phoenix... cough cough, of course, it's just a formality."

Xue Wushuang picked up a piece of cream bread from the table and chewed it with relish, even licking his fingers.

The two chatted for a while longer, and as dusk gradually fell, the area around the snack street returned to its lively state, with crowds beginning to gather.

"Boss, we rarely get together, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?"

Xue Wushuang grinned. Over the years, he had pretty much figured out the leader's temperament—as long as he didn't make a mistake in his stance or principles, the other party could still take a joke.

Of course, you can't make mistakes in the tasks assigned to you.

"Walk."

Considering the random appearance of the Dark Phoenix in the villa, Bai Ye decided to eat out before going back.

He was genuinely uncomfortable communicating with this kind of love-obsessed person who had yandere tendencies.

Whenever there's an opportunity, they immediately start recruiting animators.

...

The aroma of food wafts through the alleyways of the snack street.

As the two walked through the crowd, every few minutes a female student would approach them, either with a charming expression or a shy look, asking for their phone number.

Years of refining potions have imbued Bai Ye with a gentle, scholarly air.

Coupled with his authoritative face and icy demeanor, the contrast is quite striking.

that's the truth.

"Boss, your face is absolutely stunning!"

Xue Wushuang revealed an envious expression. Of course, he had no shortage of women to play with. As long as he concealed his martial soul characteristics, his status as a Super Douluo was enough to allow him to roam freely in the eastern region.

But being handsome is a passport! That will never change, no matter how many years pass.

I really want to live with this face just once.

Suddenly, Bai Ye stopped in his tracks, his gaze passing through the crowded people in front of him and locking onto a group of thugs surrounded by a circle of people.

Xie Xie, Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, Xing Yuan, Wang Jinxi...

Several men were standing guard in front of a shop, confronting the thugs in front of them.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"Let's go take a look."

Bai Ye walked quickly. Although ten thousand years of development had led to a technological explosion, the underlying situation had not changed much.

Gangsters, thugs, homeless people...

In certain corners of the city, these things still occupy a considerable place, and some even have connections with official forces.

For example, the mecha brigade is similar in nature to certain standing armed forces in the previous life, and its status is second only to the local administrative head.

Federal law does not prohibit the military from engaging in business—or rather, it cannot restrain those Soul Master groups that pursue fame and fortune.

Ultimately, this is still a world dominated by Soul Masters.

Tap~ Tap~

"younger brother!"

Upon hearing his subordinates' report of the incident, the mecha squad leader, Guang Biao, rushed over at breakneck speed, only to witness a scene that horrified him—

In the pit not far away, a bald figure dressed in a non-mainstream style lay face down, his appearance completely unrecognizable, almost on the verge of death.

Having handed his younger brother over to his subordinates for emergency treatment, Guangbiao's rage had reached its peak. He glared ferociously at the group of brats:

"It's you students who interfered with the official governance work and even injured law enforcement officers?!"

"This is blatant crime!"

"Even if you are Soul Masters, you must come back with me today to be investigated!"

As they were speaking, several massive white-level mechs suddenly flew in from the sky, hovering above and revealing their dark, densely packed soul-guided devices.

For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze.