Sun Moon Empire, Ming Capital Imperial Palace.
"Trash! You're all a bunch of useless trash! Every last one of you should be dragged out and fed to the dogs!"
Xu Tianran sat upright on the dragon throne, flying into one of his usual rages.
Dongyang City had been attacked. Wan Hun and Abomination, the two Titled Douluo, were still missing, dead or alive. More than thirty high-level Evil Soul Masters had died alongside them, their Seas of Spirit shattered by Mental Power, reduced to living corpses. Every other Soul Engineer had been wiped out as well. Xu Tianran was furious.
For the Holy Spirit Cult, losing low- and mid-level Evil Soul Masters was not such a big deal.
As long as they had enough materials—souls, flesh, bones, negative emotions, and the like—it was not difficult to cultivate batches of mid- and low-level Evil Soul Masters at any cost.
But Evil Soul Masters at the Titled Douluo and Soul Douluo levels were each incomparably precious.
The chaotic properties mixed into their Soul Power allowed their combat strength to far exceed others of the same rank, but it also made it difficult for their Soul Power to stabilize and form a Soul Core.
The Holy Spirit Cult had suffered a devastating blow. By all rights, Xu Tianran should have been pleased, but he could not bring himself to smile.
The Holy Spirit Cult had merely lost some Evil Soul Masters, while the Sun Moon Empire had had all the Soul Tools in more than a dozen Soul Engineer positions destroyed. The culprit was still at large, and they did not even know where the enemy was.
Ju Zi had now been examined. She was still a virgin, and the seed had already implanted. He would not be able to send her out