"Yes, Your Highness!"
The liaison officer accepted the order and hurried out.
The four commanders of the Beast King-class Soul Engineer Regiment exchanged glances once more, each seeing the same wariness in the others' eyes.
Though the Holy Spirit Cult was nominally the Sun Moon Empire's state-protecting divine religion,
these Evil Soul Masters had always acted mysteriously. Their sudden arrival could not bode well.
A moment later, the tent flap was lifted from outside.
Several figures clad in black robes filed in. The man at their head had a sinister face—it was Zhongli Wu, the Holy Spirit Cult's leader.
Behind him were two elders with unfathomable auras, faint traces of evil energy lingering around them.
The instant Zhongli Wu and the other two entered, Xu Tianran's pupils contracted sharply, his gaze immediately locking onto the two elders behind Zhongli Wu.
He had now reached the strength of a Level 99 Limit Douluo. Zhongli Wu, who was merely Level 98, was beneath his notice.
Yet in his perception, the auras of the two elders behind Zhongli Wu clearly surpassed Zhongli Wu's. Like him, they had reached the level of Limit Douluo!
When he had worked with the Holy Spirit Cult before, he had known that it possessed a Limit Douluo Grand Consecrator whose martial soul was the Dark Holy Dragon.
But he had never expected the Holy Spirit Cult to have two Limit Douluo!
Did that mean that, before the Sky Screen's revelations, the Holy Spirit Cult had truly been the world's strongest force?
The corners of Xu Tianran's mouth rose slightly, his eyes filled with vigilance and inexplicable excitement.
"Prince Xu."
Zhongli Wu stopped, his gaze lingering briefly on the layers of bandages covering Xu Tianran's body. The corner of his mouth curled upward.
"Or should I say... Senior Xu