I Am an Evil Soul Master
Indeed, the person standing in front of Huo Yuhao at this moment was none other than Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, the sixth elder of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Zhang Peng raised his eyebrows slightly, one higher than the other, and his cloudy yet sharp eyes swept over Huo Yuhao twice, a fleeting look of surprise in his eyes.
He hadn't traveled on the mainland for far too many years. Let alone this junior who was not even twenty years old, even those veteran powerhouses who had been famous for many years might not be able to recognize his identity at a glance.
But this young man recognized him at a glance, which naturally surprised him.
Zhang Peng's gaze fell on Huo Yuhao's overly calm face. He remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.
"You've got some nerve, kid, daring to come see me alone."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted slightly, and he caught a well-hidden look of apprehension deep in Zhang Peng's eyes.
He understood that the reason why this Scorpion Tiger Douluo did not attack immediately was because he had some concerns.
He was worried that Huo Yuhao might be secretly followed by a powerful figure from the Spirit Pagoda, since the rumor that the Spirit Pagoda possessed two Limit Douluo had already spread throughout the continent.
Huo Yuhao's lips curved slightly, and he actually took the initiative to say, "Senior, there's no need to worry. There are no Limit Douluo from my Spirit Pagoda secretly protecting us on this trip."
The reason he pointed this out was because he was confident that even without the support of Limit Douluo, he had enough trump cards to deal with the Titled Douluo in front of him.
On the other hand, he was also trying to lower Zhang Peng's guard.
Only by making the other party feel "no threat" can you extract their true purpose for the trip.
Zhang Peng was indeed stunned for a moment. His cloudy eyes narrowed as he re-examined Huo Yuhao, as if he wanted to dissect and study every inch of the young man's expression.
After several breaths, he spoke again, "Are you truly fearless, or do you have some trump card up your sleeve?"
He still didn't make a direct move.
Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "I do have trump cards, but I don't have any seniors from the Spirit Pagoda accompanying me."
He emphasized it again, then paused and said, "Senior, please speak frankly about the matter that has brought you here."
Zhang Peng didn't know what Huo Yuhao's "trump card" was, but since the other party had made it clear that no Limit Douluo was accompanying him, and he hadn't sensed the presence of any other powerful figures, he no longer had too many concerns.
He quickly weighed the options in his mind and then made a decision.
His uneven eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he said directly, "Then I won't waste any more words. I've come here today to ask you to come with me."
He paused, his cloudy gaze darkening as if emphasizing what he was about to say.
"We are very interested in the Spirit Soul of the Spirit Pagoda."
The sudden rise of the Spirit Pagoda and the unprecedented existence of Spirit Soul have indeed disrupted some long-planned schemes within the Holy Spirit Cult.
Others may fear the two Limit Douluo of the Spirit Pagoda, but the Holy Spirit Cult is not without its own equals.
The two Supreme Elders of the sect have also reached that level of cultivation. If they were to take action, they might be able to contend with the Spirit Pagoda head-on.
However, since the two are currently in seclusion and unable to intervene directly, the sect's routine affairs have fallen to the caretakers and elders.
As for why Zhang Peng was sent this time, it can only be said that he was unlucky.
These Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Cult each have their own cultivation methods, and Zhang Peng happens to be the "cleanest" one among them.
He doesn't rely on human blood sacrifices or vengeful spirits to nourish his soul; all he needs for cultivation is the blood of Soul Beast. Compared to his colleagues in the sect who readily slaughter cities and towns, he is practically an anomaly.
But precisely because of this, he was ostracized by many in the Holy Spirit Cult, and such "dangerous" tasks were always assigned to him.
He originally didn't want to accept the task of intercepting people.
I couldn't refuse, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
Therefore, he was extremely cautious, and as soon as he was certain that Limit Douluo was with him, he would retreat immediately.
Upon hearing Zhang Peng's words, Huo Yuhao thought to himself, "Just as I thought."
Just as he suspected, the Holy Spirit Cult had set its sights on Spirit Soul.
The smile on his face slowly faded, and a calmness beyond his years appeared on his young face.
He looked at Zhang Peng calmly, his tone unhurried. "What if I don't want to go?"
Zhang Peng did not answer immediately; one by one, the Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.
Two yellow, two purple, and five black—a total of nine Soul Ring— were neatly arranged around his ankles.
As the Soul Ring appeared, his aura surged once more, unleashing a powerful pressure befitting a Super Douluo, causing the surrounding Wu Yun to churn violently.
"That would be..."
Zhang Peng's voice turned cold and hard at this moment, carrying an unyielding certainty.
"It's not up to you anymore!"
As the saying goes, once you enter a spiritual cult, it's like entering a deep sea; from then on, your conscience becomes a stranger.
The Cult Master had given a death order, and even if Zhang Peng was unwilling, he had no choice but to comply.
He harbored resentment towards the Holy Spirit Cult. He looked down on his colleagues who readily used human blood sacrifices and those madmen who acted without any moral compass.
But he also knew that there was no turning back for him.
He is an Evil Soul Master, a fact that was predetermined from the moment his Martial Soul Awakening.
However, he is one of the very few anomalies among Evil Soul Master. Throughout his cultivation, he has always restrained the bloodthirsty nature that comes from his martial spirit and has never used human blood as nourishment.
He cultivated using the blood of Soul Beast, believing himself to be "clean" enough, and that he could find a way to survive in this world through this self-control.
But he was wrong!
Shrek Academy's Inspection Team has its eye on him. Regardless of whether he has harmed anyone or whether he has controlled his nature, Evil Martial Soul is Evil Martial Soul, Shrek has its own standards of judgment!
All his explanations and defenses seemed pale and powerless in the face of the words "Evil Soul Master".
The entire Three Douluo Kingdoms was once vast, yet not an inch of land could accommodate such a "clean Evil Soul Master."
Therefore, he had no choice but to join the Holy Spirit Cult.
This is irony, and also destiny.
Since you all call me Evil Soul Master, then I might as well do what Evil Soul Master should do.
This is also what Zhang Peng is thinking right now!
At this moment, he channeled all the resentment and anger he had accumulated over the years into this tiger's roar.
"Roar!!!"
The tiger's roar was even more ferocious than before, and then Zhang Peng's thin figure suddenly swelled and deformed in the clouds.
Black light swirled rapidly across his body, his bones cracked, his muscles bulged, and his fur sprang from his skin. In an instant, he transformed into a giant black tiger over fifteen meters long.
It is large and agile, covered with dark black fur, each hair standing up like a steel needle, radiating a chilling ferocity.
What is most striking is its high-curved tail, with a gleaming black hook at its tip, radiating a cold and dangerous metallic sheen.
Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted slightly; he hadn't expected Zhang Peng to unleash his Martial Soul Avatar right from the start.
At this point, the Scorpion Tiger Martial Soul, a subspecies of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, should not be underestimated.
The enormous black tiger opened its blood-red maw, and a hoarse, echoing voice came from its mouth. "Boy, if you obediently don't resist, you'll suffer less."