They thought Xuan Zi still had something up his sleeve.
In truth, Xuan Zi had nothing left.
But this bit of posturing was not only posturing.
In a place no one was paying attention to, a tunnel formed from devouring power had silently appeared.
Even Huo Yuhao, who possessed vast Spiritual Power, did not notice it.
Only after he cried for help to Electrolux in his sea of consciousness did he receive the reminder that Xuan Zi did have a backup plan.
And so, under Spiritual Detection, he saw the path to survival.
At the same time, the flow of Soul Power inside Xuan Zi's body was further disrupted.
Huo Yuhao understood that Xuan Zi had not been hiding his strength at all. He truly had been gravely wounded by the Death God Tower.
That seemingly world-destroying outburst just now had only been an empty bluff, forced out by squeezing the last trace of his potential—perhaps even by using some self-mutilating secret art that damaged his very origin!
There was only one purpose!
The Holy Spirit Cult was still laughing.
As Zhongli Wu, the Holy Spirit Cult Leader, attacked, he also invited Xuan Zi.
"Xuan Zi, what future is there in Shrek Academy? Look at you now. You're only a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo."
"With such powerful devouring power, staying in tiny little Shrek Academy is simply a waste!"
"Why not join our Holy Spirit Cult?"
"When the time comes, you'll be able to use your devouring power to your heart's content, and you'll become our cult's new Supreme Elder!"
"Bullshit!" Xuan Zi trembled with rage at his invitation.
He was the mighty Taotie Douluo, yet they wanted to pull him into this damned Holy Spirit Cult and make him an Evil Soul Master? What a joke!
While Zhongli Wu