Deep within the Mingdou Mountain Range.
Countless trees stood tall, blocking out the moonlight and making everything seem dark and secluded.
A massive spiral array radiating dark purple light hovered in the air. Its center resembled an opened yet Empty Hole eye, staring coldly ahead. What was horrifying was that every flicker drew in vast numbers of souls in the form of purple streams of light.
These souls belonged to the soldiers who had died in battle from both the Star Luo Empire and the Sun Moon Empire.
"Two hundred thousand souls. I wonder if that's enough to raise the Cult Leader to Limit Douluo."
As they watched Zhongli Wu float before the Death Spiral Array with his eyes closed, the Holy Spirit Cult's upper ranks spoke in low voices.
Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng shook his head. "A Limit Douluo isn't so easy to break through to. Otherwise, there wouldn't be only three Limit Douluo publicly known on the Douluo Continent. In my view, the Cult Leader's current state is more about accumulating the conditions to become a god in advance."
Listening to their discussion, Feng Ling interjected, "The two-day deadline is almost up. How are preparations on the Sun Moon Empire's side?"
"Reporting to Big Sister." Second Elder Nangong Wan promptly replied, "Xu Tianran has sent two more Soul Tool Master legions. The five Soul Tool Master legions have now assembled, and they can begin attacking the city early tomorrow morning."
"As long as there are no delays." Feng Ling looked at them. "At this point, I should make our next task clear."
"Isn't our task to assist the Sun Moon Army and keep them from being attacked by the Star Luo Empire's powerhouses?" Crow Douluo asked doubtfully.
The others largely shared the same thought.
Feng Ling said