RNP Chapter 90 I am the Holy Spirit Emperor
Chapter 90 I am the Holy Spirit Emperor
Chapter 90 I am the Holy Spirit Emperor
"Thank you," Kong Tianxu said earnestly to Zhong Liyuan.
"Will you die?" he asked again.
Zhong Liyuan smiled nonchalantly:
"I was already a dead man, with only a part of my soul remaining in my martial spirit. However, having fused with this Mysterious Heavenly Mirror, even if my power dissipates, it wouldn't be easy for me to disappear."
Kong Tianxu nodded and said:
"I have another question: is the content of my deep adventure based on the real world, or a fictional fantasy world?"
"I don't know, you'll have to ask yourself. Actually, this should all have been your adventure. Your two girlfriends were just affected by you. Qiankun Asking Love Valley was just a starting point. Unless the person in charge deliberately intervenes, your adventure will mainly come from yourself."
"However, I did hear a saying here."
"What is it?"
"Love and death transcend time and space."
While Kong Tianxu was still pondering the meaning behind his words, Zhong Liyuan had already begun to activate the power of the Qiankun Wenqing Valley:
"Alright, no need to delve deeper. My martial soul contains all my memories; you can learn about them later. It's time for you to leave. As for the others trapped here, since they are the sinners of the Holy Spirit Cult, I will do my best to ensure their survival."
"Go, go and create your own era." His smile was gentle yet filled with anticipation, as if he saw a bright future ahead.
A flash of golden light, and in the instant he left this space, Kong Tianxu heard his last whisper:
"If we don't go soon, that person will get impatient—"
When he came to his senses, Kong Tianxu found himself in a deep purple void.
Opposite them, a figure draped in a wide cloak stood silently, exuding a profound aura.
He was momentarily agitated, but his body instinctively reacted defensively.
"I don't like nonsense. Your understanding of the destructive power in your bloodline is too poor, but your talent is indeed quite good."
A cold voice came from beneath the cloak:
"So, are you willing to assume my position as the God of Destruction?"
Kong Tianxu strained his facial muscles to the limit, but ultimately couldn't completely hold back; the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of elation.
Sun and Moon Mountains, Exit.
Nangong Wan listlessly raised the farsighted soul tool in his hand, casually scanned the area, and then jumped up in surprise, patting the shoulder of the masked Douluo beside him:
"Seventh brother, look! Look!"
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Masked Law asked, puzzled.
"The Supreme Leader, the Supreme Revered One, the entire Sect Leader and the others have arrived! There's quite a spectacle today!"
Nangong Wan seemed rather eager to try:
"With the two elders here today, we—"
"We're fucked."
Ming Lei Douluo looked at a black line flying rapidly from another point on the horizon, his lips turning pale as he swallowed hard.
Besides being a Title Douluo, he was also a Level 9 Soul Master. He knew all too well the earth-shattering power that a Soul Master legion of this size could unleash.
Ye Xishui stopped at the very edge of the Qiankun Wenqing Valley, remaining silent in mid-air.
Behind her, more than a dozen titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult stood in a row, with only Long Xiaoyao standing shoulder to shoulder with her.
Nangong Wan and his seven companions hurriedly flew to the front. Ming Lei Douluo said anxiously:
"Supreme Master, the Sun Moon Empire has already laid a trap around us. I've even sensed the aura of more than one level-nine fixed-position soul tool. We must take action!"
"Xi?" Long Xiaoyao asked Ye Xi softly, a hint of unease creeping into his voice.
Ye Xishui simply shook her head:
"There's no need."
The next moment, "Ye Xishui!"
A thunderous roar exploded across the sky!
As if in response to this roar, countless soul-guided lights suddenly shone brightly among the strange rocks and vegetation of the Western Hills!
Soul power! Everywhere there was a viscous, almost tangible fluctuation of soul power! A massive barrier of soul power blotted out the sky, completely sealing off all escape routes for the Holy Spirit Cult members!
Kong Deming landed opposite more than twenty titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult. From the four directions of east, west, south, and north, a thousand members of the Guardian Hands Soul Master Corps and several thousand ordinary Soul Master Corps surrounded the place, making it impossible to pass through!
"Level 9 - Equipped!" Old Su exclaimed excitedly. He had never fought such a rich battle in his life!
Twenty-three level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells and nearly one hundred level-eight fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells emitted a heart-palpitating wave of destruction, poised to be unleashed!
"Mom!" Zhongli Wu shouted in horror, no longer caring about his demeanor as the sect leader. If they didn't leave soon, a single volley of these fixed soul tools would be enough to annihilate them all!
"Space-based—Activate!" Ye Yulin's face was flushed with excitement; she hadn't expected a high-altitude soul tool to be able to do this!
Thousands of meters above the ground, a new type of reverse-inscription high-speed fixed-position soul guide device forged from Crimson Demon Gold appeared in the clouds.
What is this? The titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult all looked up, staring at the huge creature in confusion.
"Joint operation—Ready!" Kong Deming shouted in a deep voice, his face expressionless.
Hundreds of blazing white soul energy rays converged and intertwined, undergoing a special transformation before being poured into the huge, bright silver gem on Kong Deming's chest! His gray armor suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!
"Yishui!"
Long Xiaoyao could not remain calm either. He could use a level-nine fixed soul tool to hide in the sky, and he could also use those unfamiliar things to escape into space. However, the soul power fluctuations generated by Kong Deming were several times, even ten times, more than his total soul power!
Ye Xishui remained unmoved.
"Ye Xi! Release this seal on Xi! Otherwise, your blood and soul will be annihilated today!"
Kong Deming shouted coldly, the bright silver gem on his chest shining brilliantly.
It's on the verge!
Ye Xishui finally made a move.
Kong Deming raised his hand warily.
But then she saw her blood-red skirt flutter lightly, like a blooming, eerie red flower, and in the void, facing the direction of the western mountains, she slowly knelt down.
Dressed in formal attire, she seemed to await the arrival of a king.
Everyone stood there, stunned.
"Bo9"
With a soft sound, like a bubble bursting, a golden and silver halo appeared amidst the clouds shrouding the Sun and Moon Mountains, then vanished without a trace.
Kong Tianxu appeared in the air with Cain and Xu Tianzhen, a deep purple mark flashing briefly between his brows.
His gaze swept over Ye Xishui and Zhong Liwu, a hint of bloodlust flickering in his eyes.
Almost as if it were some kind of instinct deep in his soul, Zhongli Wu's legs went weak and he knelt down in mid-air.
"Ye Xishui, the 31st leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and Death God Douluo, respectfully welcomes the Holy Emperor."
The remaining evil spirits looked at each other in dismay, and led by Feng Ling, they all knelt down, their shouts rising and falling.
Welcome
"The Holy Emperor has arrived!"
Make the best use of resources.
Amidst this almost salute-like chanting, the young man remained calm, silently reciting in his heart:
From this day forward, the clouds of the high heavens can no longer obscure my vision, nor can the swamps of the continent trap me. I am the Lord of the Sun and Moon, I am the Holy Spirit Emperor.