blogombal Chapter 88 Divine Inheritance: Eternal Death of Blood Soul
Chapter 88 Divine Inheritance: Eternal Death of Blood Soul
Chapter 88 Divine Inheritance: Eternal Death of Blood Soul
Demigod?! Kong Tianxu's pupils contracted slightly. Although he had already made some deductions from the spiritual radiance that was completely different from the realm of tangible and material, he still couldn't suppress his shock when he actually heard those two words.
Limit Douluo has already stood at the pinnacle of the continent, and is known as the person closest to godhood. But a demigod is several steps ahead of a Limit Douluo, a terrifying existence that transcends the limitations of the world.
It can be said that any demigod is only one step away from becoming a true god, just by being in the divine realm.
As far as Kong Tianxu knew, the only beings on the continent who had truly reached the demigod level, aside from the Silver Dragon King sleeping beneath the Star Dou Great Forest, were the Golden Ancient Tree of Shrek Academy and the Necromancer Saint God, Ilex.
Even the strongest person on the continent, the Beast God Di Tian, is only a peak Limit Douluo with one foot in the demigod realm, possessing only demigod-level attack methods like the Dragon God Claw. He probably wouldn't stand a chance against a true demigod.
The Golden Tree had no divine consciousness of its own, and Electrolux was merely a wisp of a soul on the verge of destruction. Now, what stood before him was likely a demigod in full power! The shock in Kong Tianxu's heart was indescribable.
As for the other party's identity, it wasn't beyond his expectations. "According to my unfilial son Zhongli Kui's ideas, his child should be named Zhongli Wu. With your status, you should be able to access things at the Holy Spirit Sect level. I wonder, who is the current leader of the Holy Spirit Sect?"
According to seniority, Zhongli Yuan, who should be Zhongli Wu's grandfather, asked with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, even a little cautiously.
"The Holy Spirit Cult is a sect of evil soul masters that survives by killing and devouring souls. Why would you think I know who their leader is?"
"Murder—Soul Devouring?"
Zhong Liyuan's body trembled slightly, and his eyes dimmed considerably.
"My worst fears have come true."
"Passing down the Soul Imprint back then was definitely a mistake."
"Soul Imprint?" Kong Tianxu asked in confusion, then seemed to have thought of something and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, the soul imprint that carries a portion of my cultivation can be passed down through generations and will inevitably reach its limit."
Zhong Liyuan nodded, and with a slight lift of his finger, nine astonishing soul rings, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, rose up. In the holy radiance, the eerie demonic puppet figure reappeared.
This time, Kong Tianxu finally fully sensed the aura of this figure. In addition to its powerful and strange spiritual attributes, it also carried a noble feeling that made people want to worship it and seemed to be able to cleanse their souls.
This doesn't seem like light; it's more like—
sacred?
"This is my martial soul, the Holy Spirit Puppet. You can probably guess its attributes: spirit and holiness."
"In the beginning, its name was Soul Devouring Demon Puppet, a pure spiritual attribute martial soul, but it was extremely evil and wicked."
The innate abilities are Soul Control and Soul Devouring. The former allows one to manipulate and even modify the soul of a living being, while the latter is the power you see stripped of one's Martial Soul, which can perfectly transform the soul of others or Soul Beasts into one's own.
"This should have been the most terrifying evil martial spirit in history. Once the user truly falls, it will surely become a shadow over the entire continent."
"Fortunately, the first owner of this martial soul, who was also the ancestor of my Zhongli lineage, received a donation from a six-winged angel martial soul owner by chance, and thus mastered the power of divinity, evolving the martial soul into the Holy Spirit Puppet we know today, thus maintaining his mind from the negative effects of the martial soul."
"This is also one of your rewards. In addition to integrating myself into the Xuan Tian Treasure Mirror, which is the main body of this Qiankun Wenqing Valley, I will transfer it and all my power to you to help you become an unprecedented owner of the Three Lives Martial Soul. In the future, up to the demigod level, your path will be smooth sailing."
"But before that, would you like to hear the story of my Holy Spirit Cult?"
Divine attributes and demigod-level mental power, plus a third martial soul.
Kong Tianxu took a deep breath.
"I am all ears."
In a corner of Mingdu, the headquarters of the Xishui Alliance stands in an inconspicuous gray building.
"Damn it!" Zhongli Wu was furious and slapped the kneeling Sin Douluo so hard that blood and teeth flew out.
Still not satisfied, he kicked the fallen Sin Douluo several more times, but the Sin Douluo didn't utter a sound, only silently vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.
"How dare you disobey my orders! It's one thing to deal with Kong Tianxu on your own, but to expose such a huge flaw is another. Hundreds of years of work by my grandfather's generation will be destroyed in an instant! You deserve to die!"
His finger trembled as he pointed at the Original Sin Douluo, and the phantom of the Death God Puppet behind him fluctuated violently, clearly indicating that he had murderous intent.
"Master, I am guilty, and deserve to die ten thousand times over. But things have come to this. Kong Deming has already begun to gather forces from all sides to attack our branch. Although the headquarters of the Xishui Alliance is well-hidden, it is only a matter of time before it is found. Please, Supreme Master, come out of seclusion!"
"I am a sinner, but I am still a force to be reckoned with. Whether the leader eats me or sends me to fight against the people of the Sun and Moon Sect, I hope I die for something that benefits the Holy Church."
Original Sin Douluo struggled to his feet and kowtowed heavily.
"How much longer do you think you have to live?" Zhongli Wu laughed, flicking his sleeve.
"Take him away! Seal his soul core."
"Go underground, we'll go invite the Supreme Master." He instructed the dozen or so evil spirits behind him.
Mingde Hall, underground, is a top-secret research laboratory.
"Holy Spirit Cult! Holy Spirit Cult! Damn evil spirit masters!" Jing Hongchen roared furiously, tearing up all the information that Tong Lao had entrusted to him.
"Master, what should we do? Should we follow Elder Kong's advice?" Lin Jiayi asked tentatively.
Jing Hongchen clenched and unclenched his fists several times before finally shouting fiercely:
"Screw them! They dare touch my grandson or granddaughter! I'll make them pay!"
"Jiayi!"
"Master." Lin Jiayi stepped forward.
"Immediately transfer all test subjects except for Number One to Master Kong's side and personally hand them over. Remember, do it discreetly," Jing Hongchen coldly ordered.
"Huh?" Lin Jiayi looked up.
"Is there a problem?" Jing Hongchen frowned.
"But Elder Tong had already moved all the experimental subjects away when he left," Lin Jiayi said innocently.
—When?
Jing Hongchen sat heavily in the chair, dumbfounded.
"Xi Shui, Xiao Wu and the others are here. It seems like something important has come up."
A tall figure emerged from the darkness. The Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, looked at the woman trembling in the crimson light and spoke with heartache:
"Xi Shui, you almost lost control again. Every time you practice the Blood Soul Technique, you have to endure the pain of ten thousand souls devouring your heart. Why do you always have to force yourself like this?"
"My cultivation level comes directly from the soul imprint of that old ghost Zhongli Kui, and the Blood Soul Demon Puppet means that I cannot cultivate in a normal way. If I don't do it this way, I will never be able to achieve that goal."
Ye Xishui's trembling gradually subsided. She rose from the bottomless pool of blood, a red robe covering her delicate curves that resembled those of a young girl. In an instant, she regained the cold and dignified aura of the Death God Douluo and the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.
This blood pool, located in a corner of Mingdu, is her usual place for seclusion. The reason she did not choose the lesser-known headquarters of the Demon Forest was to avoid the all-knowing spiritual spying of the Evil Eye Tyrant.
"Is it worth it? Is it really worth it? You should know that the Holy Spirit Cult's goal is something that can never be achieved. Even if I do everything in my power to help you, it will still be impossible."
Long Xiaoyao's voice was filled with an unyielding sense of loss.
"Did you ever genuinely and wholeheartedly help me?"
Ye Xishui responded coldly.
"The prototype of the Holy Spirit Cult appeared more than three thousand years ago, at the beginning of the holy war that determined the ownership of the continent."
Zhong Liyuan's voice carried a distant bewilderment, as if he were lost in a long memory.
"In order to change the living conditions of evil spirit masters who are hated by everyone, and to be truly recognized by the spirit master community, and also to research a way to completely eliminate the evil energy in evil spirits, a group of high-level evil spirit masters with my ancestor as their leader formed a group. At that time, there was no such name as the Holy Spirit Cult."
"Thanks to the sacred attribute of the Holy Spirit Puppet Martial Soul, even without devouring souls, one can quickly improve cultivation by purifying the evil energy in the evil soul master's martial soul. At that time, my ancestor's cultivation had already reached the Limit Douluo level, and with the soul control talent of his martial soul, he could keep the evil soul master conscious and gathered a large number of followers."
"Just when the Holy War was at its most intense and the continental coalition was suffering repeated defeats, they took the initiative to approach Dean Shrek, the then leader of the Holy War coalition, and used the Ultimate Flame Limit Fighting Roman Three-Pronged Strike to exchange full participation in the war for the official status of Evil Soul Masters after the victory."
Ma Santong? Ma Xiaotao's ancestor? The powerful figure in Shrek's records who led the Three Kingdoms Alliance to defeat the Sun Moon Empire? Kong Tianxu seemed to be deep in thought.
"Ma Santong agreed, but did not allow them to appear as a regular army, only as a shadow force."
"This is the beginning of a tragedy."
Long Xiaoyao slowly walked to Ye Xishui's side, his gentle spiritual energy flowing over her like a spring breeze, attempting to soothe her violently fluctuating emotions:
"Xi Shui, give up. The Holy Spirit Cult, a sect of evil soul masters, cannot last long. No matter where it appears, it will be attacked by all sides. Even if the Sun Moon Empire really does unify the continent in the future, believe it or not, the first thing they will do is the same as back then: wipe out all evil soul masters at all costs, leaving no one alive."
"Shut up!" Ye Xishui suddenly roared, unleashing a terrifying aura of bloodlust that instantly shattered Long Xiaoyao's spiritual power.
Long Xiaoyao remained silent. Ye Xishui's breathing became slightly rapid.
"Led by two Super Martial Soul Limit Douluos and joined by a large number of unorthodox evil soul masters, the Douluo Alliance reversed its decline and gradually sounded the horn of counterattack, constantly recapturing lost ground."
"Although the casualties were heavy, the problem of the Evil Martial Soul was constantly guaranteed and endorsed by the Three Kingdoms. Our ancestors felt that they had seen the dawn of victory."
"The Battle of Mingdou Mountain was the decisive battle. Our ancestor led his last troops to block the elite Sun Moon Army's desperate counterattack. He fought against the Sun Moon Empire's three Title Douluo, Zihuang Mietianlong, Taiyang, and Yinyue, who possessed a three-in-one martial soul fusion skill. The holy light shone through the night."
"Finally, they saw the arrival of the allied forces; victory and the future seemed within reach."
Zhong Liyuan's voice was impassioned, but his face showed undisguised mockery.
Kong Tianxu remained silent; he already knew what the Three Kingdoms and Shrek Academy would do.
"But what they received was not reinforcements, but the annihilation by the three kingdoms, led personally by Phoenix Fighting Rome Santong."
"In the end, only our ancestor survived."
"Why bother? You've already done so much for the Holy Spirit Cult," Long Xiaoyao sighed.
Ye Xishui suddenly turned around and stared coldly at Long Xiaoyao.
"Moun asked me the same question back then. You Soul Masters, who have grown up in privileged environments, how could you understand the pain of us outcasts? We have talent but can't cultivate, we are children whose hands are not stained with blood but are killed. We are all human, we are all Soul Masters, so I have to ask you, why?"
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"After realizing that it was impossible to allow evil spirit masters to live in the light of day through normal negotiations, our ancestor went into hiding and began to try to solve the problem of evil spirits at its root. He traveled across the continent, gathering together countless spirit masters who had awakened evil spirits due to various encounters, or spirit masters whose talents contained elements of evil spirit masters. Thus, the Holy Spirit Cult was founded."
"While protecting and restraining them, the ancestors also tried to use divine power combined with their soul-controlling talents to remove the primordial evil that affected their cultivation and even their minds."
"Initially, it was very effective. Many evil soul masters who were not strong in evil attribute were even reversed and gained the ability to cultivate normally. The name of Holy Emperor gradually spread among evil soul masters."
"But the good times didn't last long. Some evil soul masters who returned to the world of soul masters experienced a resurgence of the original evil energy of their martial souls within one or two years, or even five or six years, and eventually fell into evil ways. Meanwhile, my ancestor had also suffered damage to his origins from a great battle with Ma Santong during the breakout years ago. He only lived ten years longer than Ma Santong before passing away."
"Because of the inability to stably inherit super martial souls, the Zhongli lineage did not produce Holy Spirit Demonic Martial Souls for a long time, and even the Devouring Spirit Demon Puppet rarely appeared, so research was put on hold."
"The Holy Spirit Cult has always lacked top-tier experts because its evil martial soul makes it difficult to break through to the Title Douluo and Super Douluo levels. Therefore, it can only desperately hide itself. Although it can still develop, the name of the Holy Emperor is only a legend."
"Until my generation, the Holy Spirit Puppet has finally reappeared in the world."
In the western suburbs, on an inconspicuous street.
Liao Mengkai looked at the bloody scene inside the broken-down gate, behind him was a row of white-clad men who were tightly bound and covered with thick hoods.
His hand swung down coldly:
"The Palace Master has ordered that none be spared."
A flash of gleaming blade.
In the gradually spreading pool of blood, dozens of fallen white, round objects were stained red.
Suddenly, raging fires broke out throughout the city, which had no walls.
"The sect placed high hopes on me, and I did not disappoint them. After becoming a Title Douluo at the age of twenty-nine, my first battle after leaving the sect was before the Shrek Academy inspection team arrived, in which I captured a level ninety-seven Blood Infant Douluo."
The Blood Infant seemed to have killed quite a few Shrek Academy members. Kong Tianxu's memories surfaced.
"Furthermore, he combined divine attributes with soul control abilities to complete the method of purifying the soul, thus becoming a new generation of Holy Spirit Emperor."
At this point, a strong sense of pride appeared on Zhong Liyuan's face.
"Even after reaching the Limit Douluo realm, no matter how powerful I became, I still couldn't break through my ancestor's Jujutsu and could never completely solve the problem of the essence of the Evil Martial Soul."
"At the time, I thought it might be because my cultivation level was still not high enough. In order to seek a breakthrough, I chose to travel to several places of opportunity on the continent. In the end, because of a miscalculation, I was trapped in the Valley of Love and Destiny for a hundred years. Although I gained something, my martial spirit was completely stripped away, and only my physical body, with a fragmented soul and some cultivation, walked out."
"One of my gains here is that I defeated a remnant soul named Ilex during my adventure, devoured it, and then researched a secret technique that allows evil soul masters to break through to the Title Douluo level relatively easily, as well as a method to perfectly transfer one's own cultivation to another's soul imprint, so that the Holy Spirit will have a limitless inheritance from generation to generation."
"Now it seems I shouldn't have given the Soul Imprint to Xiao Kui. His ideas were too extreme, causing the Holy Church's Soul Masters to go back to their old ways."
Electrolux? Kong Tianxu was startled. No wonder the Holy Spirit Cult had so many undead evil martial arts soul masters; it turned out to be from this.
"And even now, I..."
Zhongli Yuan sighed, utterly dejected.
"The problem of evil spirit masters is still unresolved."
The imperial city, the imperial bedchamber.
Xu Guozhong, a ninth-level Soul Master and a prince, hurriedly stepped onto the stairs.
"His Majesty has just taken his medicine and fallen asleep. Your Highness, please discuss this matter tomorrow."
Xue Chen appeared out of nowhere and blocked his way.
"It's too late, this is a serious matter, I must report it immediately!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
With a rough voice, seeing that he couldn't get past Xue Chen, he actually used his soul power and shouted loudly, his voice penetrating through the palace gate.
"What is it—?"
Xu Guoyi awoke with a slight sense of bewilderment from his dream of returning to his youth, unifying the continent, and conquering the Three Kingdoms.
Xu Guozhong rushed into the palace.
"A large number of level-nine fixed-position soul tools have disappeared?"
He listened to Xu Guozhong's words, automatically ignoring the part about Xu Tianzhen's disappearance, and looked surprised.
"Guards! Immediately deploy the five Great Guardians to establish a state of emergency. The Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Corps shall be stationed at the palace for protection. The other four corps leaders shall immediately impose a city-wide lockdown. Don't let a single fly escape!"
After a brief moment of thought, Xu Guoyi immediately thought of the five pillars that supported the Sun and Moon Empire: the Hands of Protection. He then coldly gave the order.
However, "What?!"
"What do you mean by 'the hands of the protectors of the nation did it'?"
After a few brief exchanges, Xu Guoyi watched as more and more confidants surged into the hall, and all the glory and splendor of his dream shattered into pieces.
The sky is falling.
"It wasn't until this martial spirit, which contained a part of the soul, cultivated to the demigod realm that I understood that the ability to control the soul has its limits. I can manipulate the soul and have also researched a way to completely remove the source of evil energy, but I cannot change the essence of the martial spirit. I can see it, but I cannot touch it."
"Until I discovered you,"
Behind Zhong Liyuan, the golden thread connecting the Holy Spirit Puppet to him became increasingly clear.
"You've captured my martial spirit. You can touch it."
"I couldn't stop Xiao Kui's delusion of joining forces with the Sun Moon Empire to create a world of supreme evil soul masters under the Holy Spirit Cult, but you can, you can change all of this."
He looked intently at Kong Tianxu:
"I will give you my martial spirit, cultivation, and even the soul control method that can refine the soul imprint inheritor into a natal demonic puppet. You will lead my sect to become the true Holy Emperor."
"I will kill many evil spirit masters, including Zhongli Wu."
Kong Tianxu's eyes remained calm, showing no emotion whatsoever.
Zhong Liyuan was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter:
"My Zhongli lineage has existed for three thousand years. If I can cure the world of evil spirits, then my death will be worthwhile!"
Kong Tianxu sat cross-legged on the spot, and a small gap was slightly revealed in the Wanshi Guiyuan.
"Come."
Zhongli Yuan pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed it in mid-air.
Behind him, the Holy Spirit Puppet transformed into a holy torrent, resolutely crashing into Kong Tianxu's body!
Shining with golden light!
Long Xiaoyao shuddered, his eyes revealing intense pain.
Ye Xishui watched as his cold gaze gradually changed, and she sighed softly, saying:
"Never mind, Xiaoyao. It was my fault. I shouldn't have said those things. You've spent over a hundred years with me, helping us evil spirit masters. This kind of affection is something neither Mu En nor that old ghost Zhongli Kui could ever do."
I know that you are the only one who loves me the most.
The pain in Long Xiaoyao's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a faint glimmer of tears.
Ye Xishui gently leaned against him, nestling herself in his embrace:
"Just a little more patience, it'll be over soon. Under Kong Deming's leadership, the Sun Moon Empire's soul-guided technology seems to have made a great breakthrough recently. I have a feeling that war is not far away. After all this is over, I will hand over everything the Holy Spirit has taught me. At that time, I can start a new life and be your woman, Ye Xishui."
Long Xiaoyao said bitterly, "Can we really start over?"
Ye Xishui looked up at him and gave him a sly smile like a young girl, but a faint golden light flashed in her eyes.
"Yes, we can do it, we definitely can."
Long Xiaoyao sighed and said, "I hope so. For over a hundred years, you have committed evil deeds, and I have been unable to stop you. But if one day retribution comes, I am willing to bear it with you."
Ye Xishui's body jolted violently. Where Long Xiaoyao couldn't see, her smile froze on her face, her eyes showing a hollow emptiness, and she remained silent.
Upon realizing that the woman he deeply loved had fallen silent, Long Xiaoyao felt a sudden surge of immense fear. Even though she was right in his arms, he had never felt so far apart from her.
"Xishui?"
He called softly.
"Yishui!"
He frantically cupped Ye Xishui's face in his hands. Her beautiful eyes, just like they had been back then, were filled with tears that gushed uncontrollably from her eyes. She pounded on Long Xiaoyao's chest.
"Why are you so stupid? Why are you so stupid?"
Long Xiaoyao felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. Just a moment ago, he had almost thought he was going to lose her forever.
"Because I love you, it's that simple, and that's enough. You're right about one thing, and I can say it with pride: no one in this world loves you more than I do."
He smiled and held Ye Xishui close, enjoying this moment of warmth.
But he didn't realize that from that moment on, his blood and soul were forever silenced.
Gold, a pure and sacred gold, filled Kong Tianxu's entire senses.
Kong Tianxu had experienced many attributes, but he had never felt such a pure and heart-touching power. Its warmth permeated his body, giving him a feeling of sublimation.
Beyond the warmth flowing through my entire body, a refreshing coolness also gathers towards my head, making my brain feel indescribably comfortable. It's as if my soul is being constantly cleansed by a strange power, and then continuously infused with something.
Outside his body, the Heavenly Punishment Shock trembled and shone, its brilliant silver enveloped in seven-colored light almost burning as it greedily absorbed everything around it. Faintly, one could even see a giant silver dragon swimming within it.
"Oh? There's still a lingering soul left?"
"I can't let you harm my Holy Emperor."
Zhongli Yuan raised an eyebrow with interest and casually flicked his finger.