Yun Ming's Defection

Huo Yuhao stood in the sky at the rear of the battlefield, without making a move.

He calmly surveyed the battlefield below, where fierce fighting was taking place, showing no intention whatsoever of joining the fray.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to intervene, nor was he standing idly by while people from the original Three Douluo Kingdoms fought each other.

He was waiting, after all, the two most powerful figures in the Holy Spirit Cult had not yet shown up.

Although there were quite a few powerful individuals from the Three Douluo Kingdoms this time, the number of Titled Douluo was ultimately less than that of their opponents.

Therefore, the battle was one-sided from the very beginning, with the battle line being pushed back little by little, and many people already wounded.

At this rate, the two Limit Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult probably won't even need to lift a finger; the current group of people alone would be enough to trap and kill this rescue team here.

However, just as the powerful figures originally belonging to the Three Douluo Kingdoms were being suppressed step by step, a sudden change occurred.

Xuan Zi was currently engaged in fierce combat with a man shrouded in a black robe. The man's face was hidden under his hood, making it impossible to see the details, but the two golden flames burning in his eye sockets were extremely conspicuous, like two will-o'-the-wisps dancing in the dark night.

Xuan Zi, unable to break through after a long attack, gradually grew frustrated.

He had already begun to discreetly observe the retreat route, calculating how to safely lead the Shrek team away from this increasingly dangerous battlefield.

Just then, a voice suddenly entered his ears. "Xuan Zi, your opponent is from the Spirit Pagoda."

Huo Yuhao's words made Xuan Zi pause in his actions, his mind filled with questions.

People from the Spirit Pagoda?!

The black-robed figure before me, exuding a strong aura of death and radiating a cold, sinister aura, didn't look like a good person at all.

But then Xuan Zi thought back and realized that in that moment when he was distracted, the other party had indeed not taken the opportunity to pursue him.

Otherwise, he would likely have taken a solid hit from the opponent.

Then Xuan Zi saw the person opposite him stop his attack at the same time. He raised the black spear in his right hand high, the tip of the spear pointing straight to the sky. Then, around him, figures seemed to appear out of thin air.

There were twelve tall and imposing figures, each clad in heavy black armor, wielding a greatsword, exuding an intense aura of death, cold and somber.

They stood there like a row of silent tombstones, yet they exuded an oppressive aura that was impossible to ignore.

The aura emanating from each of them clearly reached the level of Super Douluo.

The sudden appearance of twelve "Evil Soul Master" at the Super Douluo level on the battlefield was almost fatal for the original Three Douluo Kingdoms.

When the powerful figures on the Holy Spirit Cult witnessed this scene, they were initially excited, but then a wave of surprise washed over them. They had not known that the Second Worship possessed such powerful abilities.

However, just as everyone was utterly shocked by the sudden appearance of these twelve powerful "Evil Soul Master," these Evil Soul Master launched an attack, but everyone's expression immediately changed drastically.

Because the twelve powerful "Evil Soul Master" were not targeting the original powerhouses of the Three Douluo Kingdoms, but rather the Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Their greatswords fell with a piercing shriek, each strike precise and ruthless, felling the nearest Evil Soul Master to the ground like harvesting wheat.

The change happened so fast that no one had time to react.

The Evil Soul Master has actually "betrayed" us!

This thought exploded in everyone's mind like a thunderclap.

It was only at this moment that Xuan Zi truly believed that the black-robed man opposite him was indeed from the Spirit Pagoda.

Zhongli Wu, who was fiercely fighting with Du Busi, suddenly changed his expression. The Soul Power he was gathering in his hand paused slightly. Then, he roared angrily into the distance, "Yun Ming! What are you doing?!"

His voice was filled with unbelievable rage, completely unprepared for this Second Worship cleric to betray him at this critical juncture.

The black-robed man currently clashing with Xuan Zi is none other than Yun Ming.

The twelve Death Knight he had just summoned were given to him by Huo Yuhao.

These Death Knight were originally part of the domain of Ha Luosa, the Nether Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult, ten thousand years later. After being forcibly taken from Ha Luosa by Electrolux using Necromancy, they have been under Huo Yuhao's control ever since.

Before Yun Ming prepared to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult, Huo Yuhao gifted him this power as his last trump card to turn the tide at a crucial moment.

Now that these Death Knight have appeared on the battlefield, they have indeed turned the tide of the battle immediately.

His combat power is at the Super Douluo level, which is stronger than many elders in the Holy Spirit Cult.

Yun Ming's gaze was fixed on Zhongli Wu, his voice devoid of any emotion. "I'm doing what I should do."

Huo Yuhao's voice followed immediately, drowning out the chaotic sounds of fighting. "Yun Ming is an elder of my Spirit Pagoda, who has been lurking within the Holy Spirit Cult. Attack, everyone!"

Although Yun Ming's appearance and aura at this moment make him look more like an Evil Soul Master, Huo Yuhao's public endorsement, coupled with his actions just now, has proven his stance.

Therefore, the people who originally belonged to the Three Douluo Kingdoms stopped thinking about it and gathered their Soul Power again, pressing down on the opponent once more.

The situation reversed the moment Yun Ming defected. The original Three Douluo Kingdoms began to gain the upper hand, and the morale of the crowd, which had been slightly shaken by the suppression, was restored.

However, just as the battle was raging, Huo Yuhao's gaze suddenly pierced through the layers of shadows and looked towards the depths of the forest shrouded in twilight in the distance.

He muttered to himself, "They're here!"

Shortly after Huo Yuhao uttered "They're here," two figures appeared in the sky above the battlefield without warning, as if tearing through space.

The moment the two appeared, a powerful and imposing aura enveloped the entire battlefield as if the sky had collapsed, making everyone feel a tightness in their chests.

Those present were all high-level Soul Master, with extremely keen perception of power. Everyone clearly realized that it was a power far beyond their own level.

Among them, the Super Douluo couldn't help but think of four words: Limit Douluo.

Appearing in the sky were two Limit Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult: Death Douluo Ye Xishui and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.

As these two figures appeared, the two sides engaged in fierce combat below almost simultaneously stopped fighting.

The light from the clash of Soul Power ceased to flicker, and the sounds of weapons clashing stopped abruptly. The entire Evil Demon Forest seemed to fall silent in an instant.

The Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Cult all raised their heads, their eyes filled with almost fanatical excitement, looking at the reassuring figure in mid-air, and shouted in unison, "Welcome the Supreme Cult Master! Welcome the Chief Worship!"

In their eyes, Yun Ming's betrayal was nothing, and the defeat just now was nothing either.

As long as these two Limit Douluo are present, they cannot possibly lose.

That belief, like a torch being lit, rose in the hearts of every member of the Holy Spirit Cult, stabilizing the panic that had arisen due to Yun Ming's defection.