"Lord Sea Dragon, Lord Sea Dragon, something terrible has happened."
Inside the Sea Soul Hotel, a figure hurried down the corridor and rushed into an enormous, incomparably luxurious hall. In that hall was a man whose entire body was suffused with the aura of seawater.
Hearing the voice, the man opened his eyes, and a blue light flashed through them. He was the Sea God Family Consecrate, Sea Dragon Douluo.
"What is it? Could it be that you ran into trouble reclaiming faith power?" Sea Dragon Douluo looked at the family member rushing over in a panic.
"N-no." The newcomer was in his fifties, dressed in a water-blue robe. His previously solemn face was now filled with alarm as he explained to Sea Dragon Douluo, "My lord, just one hour ago, the Holy Spirit Cult was destroyed. Their High Officials were all killed, and Deep Blue Manor has been reduced to ruins."
"Des..." Sea Dragon Douluo froze for a moment. Once he reacted, his pupils immediately trembled violently. He shot to his feet and demanded, "Who was destroyed?"
"The Holy Spirit Cult," the man hurriedly replied.
Hearing this, Sea Dragon Douluo could not help sucking in a breath. His expression instantly began shifting. He knew full well that the Holy Spirit Cult had two Limit Douluo powerhouses inside. An enemy capable of destroying the Holy Spirit Cult, which had two great Limit Douluo holding the line—just how terrifying would they have to be?
In an instant, a flood of thoughts surged through Sea Dragon Douluo's mind. He said to his subordinate, "Pass on my order. Send all the faith power we've collected back to the family immediately. At the same time, every member of the clan still in the Sea Soul Empire must withdraw today."
"As you command." The subordinate