chsdbacks Chapter 264 This speed at which you gain die-hard fans is no less than getting a contract.
Chapter 264 This speed at which you gain die-hard fans is no less than getting a contract.
Chapter 264 This speed of gaining loyal followers is much faster than getting contracts and finding people, isn't it?
The Great Holy Spirit looked at Ye Nanxiao in horror, frantically waving the Holy Spirit Flag in his hand, summoning more vengeful spirits.
The wailing of vengeful spirits echoed in my ears, like iron needles piercing my brain.
"Disperse!"
A red light flashed in Ye Nanxiao's eyes, and he shouted loudly. Behind him, a nine-tailed fox could be faintly heard roaring.
The spiritual energy surged forth like a raging sea, shattering the wails of the vengeful spirits.
The terrifying chill emanating from the Emperor's palm continuously froze the vengeful spirits blocking the Great Holy Spirit's path.
The Great Holy Spirit frantically drained his soul power and poured it into the Holy Spirit Flag. He had just witnessed the Second Holy Spirit being killed by Ye Nanxiao with a single sword strike. His strength was about the same as the Second Holy Spirit's, and he could only rely on the Holy Spirit Flag in his hand to save his life.
"Gather the vengeful spirits!" the Great Holy Spirit roared, and illusory flames gradually ignited on the six spirit rings behind him.
"break!"
The vengeful spirits blocking the Emperor's palm were dispersed by Ye Nanxiao's spiritual power, flying around the hall like headless flies, emitting even more miserable howls.
The Emperor's palm gently pressed against the Great Holy Spirit's chest, and a terrifying chill immediately surged into the Great Holy Spirit's body, freezing his blood vessels and organs.
The Great Holy Spirit's entire body was instantly covered in a layer of frost, and the endless cold instantly buried his consciousness, freezing his soul!
A dark, ghostly fire suddenly ignited within the Holy Spirit Banner, sweeping upwards along the body of the Great Holy Spirit.
Seeing this, Ye Nanxiao stopped his Emperor Palm and instantly distanced himself from the Great Holy Spirit.
The will-o'-the-wisp could not melt Ye Nanxiao's frost; it could only force the Great Holy Spirit to maintain the clarity of his soul.
"Impossible! Impossible!" The Great Holy Spirit's face was contorted with rage as he glanced at the frost covering his body, realizing that his body was beyond saving.
The elders of the branch hall had told him that the Holy Spirit Flag was an important magical artifact in the Holy Church, and all of them were at least level seven soul tools. With the blessing of vengeful spirits, they could even block attacks from soul masters below the eighth ring.
However, the branch elders could not have foreseen that there would be an exception like Ye Nanxiao.
"To be able to kill two Holy Spirits with a single sword strike, your cultivation level must be at least at the eighth ring. Surely our Holy Church has no fault to commit against you?" the Great Holy Spirit said.
Ye Nanxiao's gaze fell on the Holy Spirit Flag in the Great Holy Spirit's hand, and he quickly analyzed the soul tool of the flag in his mind.
"A spiritual soul tool has the ability to manipulate and control vengeful spirits, and it also has a backup plan. Otherwise, this evil soul master would have died the moment the Emperor's palm struck him."
"I lack the ability to purify vengeful spirits and evil souls, so dealing with the Holy Spirit Cult will inevitably require considerable effort. Furthermore, I will face many more members of the Holy Spirit Cult in the future. Therefore, I must obtain this flag and break its spell!"
Ye Nanxiao reached into his robes with his left hand, touched the communication soul tool, pressed a few buttons on it based on his memory, and then made a grasping motion in the air with his left hand, and the second Emperor Sword slowly condensed.
His spiritual power transformed into a storm that surrounded him, isolating him from the influence of the vengeful spirits.
"Killing him outright might be easier, but protecting the flag in his arms will be a bit more difficult."
Sensing the soul-piercing killing intent emanating from Ye Nanxiao, the Great Holy Spirit realized that he was doomed today.
"Since you are determined to oppose my Holy Church, then in the future, the elders of my Holy Church will surely seize your soul and imprison you in the Soul Prison, where you will suffer the torment of having your soul stripped and your spirit burned for eternity!"
As soon as the Great Holy Spirit finished speaking, Ye Nanxiao's figure appeared in front of him instantly.
Two imperial swords cleaved through space, leaving two frost marks in the air that seemed to freeze time and space.
As Ye Nanxiao's figure disappeared from the spot, the Great Holy Spirit decisively bit the tip of his tongue and used the secret technique of the Holy Spirit Sect. The six soul rings behind him suddenly transformed into a long serpent of fire and rushed into the Holy Spirit Flag.
"Come with me and meet the past leaders!" the Great Holy Spirit sneered.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at the fiery serpent, then wielded the Emperor Sword with both hands and unleashed a crescent-shaped sword aura.
A pale crescent moon streaked across the long serpent, instantly extinguishing the fiery serpent and turning it into an ice sculpture.
"Varied"
Having uttered a single word, the Great Holy Spirit followed in the footsteps of the Two Holy Spirits, transforming into an ice sculpture that stood motionless in place.
On the ground, the courtyard gate was shattered by a soul-guided cannonball.
Huo Yuhao received Ye Nanxiao's message and immediately surrounded the entire courtyard with silencing beads.
A layer of silence barrier rose up, enveloping the entire Evil Soul Master branch.
The powerful aftershocks from the explosion of the soul-guided cannonballs startled the evil soul masters who were on their routine patrol.
Nana, who has transformed into a ghost in the night, wields a fiery red battle sword and constantly moves among the evil spirit masters.
One after another, huge gashes were torn open at the necks of the evil spirit masters, and crimson blood blossomed in the air.
He Caitou's body was covered with specially made protective armor, he wore auxiliary glasses, he had three cigars in his mouth, and two soul-guided rapid-fire cannons on his shoulders were constantly firing.
Under Huo Yuhao's mental detection, all the evil soul masters were clearly visible. He Caitou was like a possessed eggplant, and all his soul-guided beams hit their mark.
Huo Yuhao placed one hand on his forehead, and circles of invisible spiritual power erupted, stunning all the holy servants who rushed up.
As Nana mentioned before, the Holy Servants were all coerced by the branch elders using the souls of their relatives as leverage, and they were not evil soul masters themselves.
Since they weren't evil spirit masters and were being coerced, Huo Yuhao naturally treated them more kindly. As for the other evil spirit masters who rushed at him, their minds were filled with utter disbelief.
"Quickly, go and invite the Great Holy Spirit and the Second Holy Spirit!" a sentry shouted, his head exploding like a balloon that had been inflated to its limit.
Alerted, several evil spirit masters rushed toward the mechanism behind the door.
"We can't let them get in Nanxiao's way!" He Caitou held an RPG in each hand, raised it, and pulled the trigger without even aiming.
Huo Yuhao was surrounded by a dense icy mist, his eyes shone with dazzling golden light, and a golden vertical line was faintly visible between his brows.
The evil soul masters, whose cultivation levels were all between the fourth and fifth rings, quickly gathered together and launched a frenzied attack on Huo Yuhao and his companions.
There are not many Soul Masters among the Evil Soul Masters, so most of their aerial attacks are Soul Skill attacks.
"Brother Caitou, cover me!" Huo Yuhao shouted.
He Caitou stuffed three more cigars into his mouth, gave Huo Yuhao a thumbs up, and instantly "transformed." The two soul-guided rapid-fire cannons on his back fell off, and four metal legs extended from the bottom, piercing into the ground. The base expanded and transformed, supporting the entire cannon body.
"Let me show you the latest achievement of the Tang Clan!" He Caitou took a big puff of his cigar, and the four shields instantly rose up, their edges colliding and locking together to form a joint shield wall, protecting He Caitou and Huo Yuhao within it.
A massive, pure black box, as tall as a person, appeared in front of He Caitou. He Caitou sneered, his arm muscles bulging, and instantly entered the key to open the box, his right arm plunging inside.
A few seconds later, a large sniper rifle covering He Caitou's entire right arm was revealed, its gun barrel both ferocious and aesthetically pleasing.
"Start clearing the area!" He Caitou spat out the cigar he had finished smoking and lit two more.
In the wisps of smoke, He Caitou's eyes held a hint of bloodthirsty madness.
In the underground hall.
Ye Nanxiao extinguished the lives of the Great Holy Spirit and the Second Holy Spirit, then reached out and picked up the Holy Spirit Flag, examining it closely before his eyes.
"Such an intricate structure, yet it only has one joint core array sequence? What are the remaining structural sequences? I don't understand."
After examining it for a moment, Ye Nanxiao took out a pure white box, placed the Holy Spirit Flag, which was still radiating power, inside, closed the box, and froze the white box into an ice block.
The moment the box was closed, the vengeful spirits that had been flying around the hall fell silent and floated in place, like puppets whose strings had been cut.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at the vengeful spirits filling the hall and walked straight inside.
If Nana's information is correct, the altar inside is where this branch of the Holy Spirit Cult stores the souls it has plundered.
The altar is disc-shaped, with four stone pillars standing at its four corners. There are a total of forty-nine steps, each with mysterious symbols that emit a faint dark red glow.
At the very center of the altar stands a huge, transparent rectangular crystal pillar.
In Ye Nanxiao's eyes, he could vaguely see the suffering souls floating inside the crystal.
Ye Nanxiao walked to the center of the altar, his left hand transformed into a layer of frost, and gently stroked the rectangular crystal. His eyes were filled with blue light, and his spiritual power emanated from his body.
A flash of black light appeared on the crystal pillar, as if it had been summoned by something, and it began to tremble.
A chilling, malevolent feeling instantly enveloped Ye Nanxiao's entire body. Even with Ye Nanxiao's extreme ice attribute, he could feel a strong chill surrounding his soul.
The symbols on the forty-nine steps lit up instantly, and a dark red light filled the entire altar.
In the hazy red light, Ye Nanxiao seemed to see a graceful figure sitting on a skull throne slowly opening her eyes to him.
Those eyes gave Ye Nanxiao a strong sense of death, as if they were the eyes of the Grim Reaper.
"Emperor Frost!" A delicate shout rang out in Ye Nanxiao's spiritual sea.
A blizzard erupted centered on Ye Nanxiao's body, and countless crystalline snowflakes fell onto the altar, instantly freezing the entire altar.
The extreme low temperature caused a faint "crackling" sound to emanate from this space, and tiny ice streaks appeared out of nowhere.
The forty-nine steps were frozen, the symbols on them stopped moving, and the red light on the altar vanished instantly.
Ye Nanxiao's forehead was covered in sweat. He had just felt as if he had come into contact with death, and the image of him filled with the desolate and deathly aura lingered in his mind.
"Who is that person? Why was this altar activated?" Ye Nanxiao asked, panting.
"Such a powerful will! If we had been even a second slower, and that figure had fully opened their eyes, we would have been in big trouble!"
Within Ye Nanxiao's spiritual sea, Xue Di also looked lingering fear.
"Very strong! Even in my prime, it's hard to say I could withstand that figure!"
Hearing Xue Di's wary words, Ye Nanxiao raised his hand and cleaved the rectangular crystal with his sword, releasing the suffering soul inside.
Ye Nanxiao took out the white box that had just sealed the Holy Spirit Flag from his storage ring.
The ice on the white box had broken off at one point, and the exposed part of the box was slightly blackened.
Even through the box, Ye Nanxiao could feel the soul power fluctuations emanating from the Holy Spirit Flag inside.
"So that's what it is! The Holy Spirit Flag is the key to activating this altar!"
Ye Nanxiao took out more than a dozen isolation boxes of different sizes. He put the Holy Spirit Flag into a new isolation box, then put the isolation box into a larger box, and then put the larger box into an even larger box.
Following the nesting pattern of matryoshka dolls, after placing all the isolation boxes inside, Ye Nanxiao pressed his left hand to his forehead, and with his right hand facing the isolation box that was two heads taller than him, he softly said, "Seal the iceberg!"
A thick layer of frost instantly enveloped the isolation box, and in the very center, an ice flower pattern formed.
After tossing the sealed isolation box into a new storage ring, Ye Nanxiao heard hurried footsteps as soon as he reached the hall.
A gentle spiritual energy emanated from the entrance of the passage and landed on Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao's perspective instantly split into two.
Huo Yuhao's spiritual sharing connected with Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao stepped aside, clearing the way for the newly freed holy servants to rush in and search for the souls of their loved ones.
"Are you alright?" Ye Nanxiao asked Huo Yuhao and the other two who had arrived.
He Caitou shook his head, patted the dust off his clothes from the bombing, his gleaming white teeth contrasting sharply with his soot-covered face, and laughed, "I'm not hurt. Our newly developed sniper rifle is amazing! It blasted those evil soul masters to smithereens in one go! Awesome, Nanxiao! Do you have any more of these soul tools? I can borrow a couple to play with!"
"Do you think sniper rifles are as easy to make as cabbages? They're a huge hassle to manufacture. We only have three for now. One for you, one for Yuhao, and one for me. That's all. I haven't even sent one back to the sect leader," Ye Nanxiao said with a shake of his head and a smile.
Huo Yuhao's face was slightly pale, which was due to excessive mental energy consumption. Setting up the entire courtyard with silencing beads to prevent detection was a mentally taxing task.
After bowing to Ye Nanxiao, Nana rushed inside to search for her parents' souls.
Huo Yuhao took two steps forward, spread his arms, embraced the air, his eyes filled with a deathly gray, and uttered a series of obscure and complex incantations.
Rings of milky white light emanated from Huo Yuhao's body, his immense spiritual power supporting Electrolux's incantation and transforming into purifying power.
A milky white halo rippled and extended to every corner of the hall.
When the bodies of the Great Holy Spirit and the Second Holy Spirit, who had been transformed into ice sculptures, touched the light of purification, they emitted a large amount of black mist, and then their bodies seemed to shatter into a handful of dust.
Faint sobs gradually drifted out from inside, and a sense of sorrow spread among the crowd.
More and more people, with tears in their eyes, gaze at the peaceful expression on the souls of their loved ones, suppressing their grief and forcing smiles that are more painful than tears, wishing their loved ones a better afterlife.
I hope we can meet again in the next life.
As they watched their loved ones' souls dissipate into faint white light particles, the grief that had been temporarily suppressed finally broke free, and people began to wail.
To spare their loved ones' souls from suffering, they have been forced to do countless things against their will over the years, and have teetered on the brink of death countless times—only they themselves know the extent of their suffering.
When the souls of loved ones are no longer suffering and enter the cycle of reincarnation, they finally feel the warmth of this world again.
Huo Yuhao's eye between his eyebrows slowly closed.
Ye Nanxiao plopped down on the ground, waiting for Nana and the others to calm down.
"There are only two Soul Emperors. The Soul Saints at the Elder level should not be here. The Soul Guidance Device guarding the branch is sealed here. It's a mental Soul Guidance Device. I'll study it again when I get back." Ye Nanxiao concealed the information about the figure sitting on the Skull Throne.
Hearing the wailing from inside, Huo Yuhao turned and walked towards the passage, saying, "I need to go out for some fresh air and check out the barrier."
Ye Nanxiao and Huo Yuhao naturally followed Huo Yuhao out.
Fifteen minutes later, Nana walked out of the passage, followed by eight young men who had removed their hoods.
As Nana approached Huo Yuhao and Ye Nanxiao, she bent her knees as if to kneel down.
Huo Yuhao quickly helped Nana up and said, "There's no need for that. Eliminating the evil soul masters is our mission."
Nana's eyes were red-rimmed. She took a deep breath and bowed to Ye Nanxiao, saying, "Greetings, Vice Sect Master!"
A tall, curly-haired young man stepped forward, looked at Ye Nanxiao, and bowed in greeting, just like Nana.
"We were forced to join the Holy Spirit Cult and become enslaved because the souls of our loved ones were captured by evil spirit masters. Our loved ones are gone, and we are now rootless and have nowhere to go. Staying in the Sun Moon Empire will only subject us to the endless pursuit of the Holy Spirit Cult, and in the end, our souls will be burned into soul lamps. We beg the Vice Sect Master to take us in!"
Ye Nanxiao blinked. He originally thought that taking in Nana was the reward for destroying this evil soul master branch, but he didn't expect that she would also bring a group of soul masters.
Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and an invisible spiritual force rippled out, penetrating everyone's bodies. After confirming that no trace had been left, he nodded to Ye Nanxiao.
Because of their actions in eliminating the Holy Spirit Cult branch and purifying the vengeful spirits, the eight people, led by the curly-haired youth, developed a great fondness for Ye Nanxiao and his companions.
Huo Yuhao took out a Tang Sect token and handed it to Nana, saying, "Since you've chosen to join the Tang Sect, this isn't a place for you anymore. Take this token with you and travel day and night to Shrek City. Find the Tang Sect, show this token, and my senior brother will welcome you into the Tang Sect."
"Yes, Lord Huo Yuhao." Nana put away the token.
"Take these with you too, we'll be driving all the way." Ye Nanxiao handed nine silencing beads to Nana. "These will mask your presence and voices."
Nana and the others immediately took out their flying soul tools, but three of them did not have any soul tools on them.
Huo Yuhao silently looked at Ye Nanxiao, his face bearing an expression that seemed to say, "Contribute to the sect, Vice Sect Master."
Ye Nanxiao glared at Huo Yuhao, then took out three sets of flying soul tools.
Nana and the curly-haired youth bowed deeply to Ye Nanxiao and the other two, saying, "We are born members of the Tang Clan, and we will serve the Tang Clan to the utmost!"
Watching the nine small points of light disappear into the sky, Ye Nanxiao couldn't help but refresh his recruitment plan once again.
"Isn't this method of acquiring loyal personnel much faster than trying to deceive people with contracts?"
"How about we change the recruitment plan to a pacification plan?"
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The Holy Spirit Cult in the Demon Forest.
A figure sitting on a pure gold skull throne slowly opened his eyes.
A powerful aura of death instantly filled this place.
"What's wrong?" A gray-robed man walked over, his robe embroidered with a soaring black dragon.
"It's nothing, I just felt a call, a call coming from the direction of Mingdu." A clear, cold female voice rang out.
The woman sitting on the skull throne slowly rose and turned to look in the direction of Mingdu.
"Little one, have you grown up yet?"
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