Journey to the Holy Spirit Cult

Lin Yun watched the Snow Empress before him. After she finished devouring the eggshell that had nurtured her, she glowed brilliantly and immediately ascended to the level of a Soul Ancestor, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch.

"That's it? Does your performance really match those flashy effects?"

The young girl manifested by the Snow Empress revealed a smile and replied, "Although I only have four soul rings, they already contain my three ultimate techniques and a life-saving soul skill. Therefore, when it comes to actual combat, you might not be my match right now."

Lin Yun looked at the Snow Empress and said, "Have you forgotten that I also have the soul ring bestowed upon me by the Ice Empress..."

Zhang Lexuan suddenly tackled Lin Yun and the Snow Empress, her expression tense as she stared ahead and whispered, "Someone is coming!"

The next moment, a blood-red blade of light slashed toward the spot where the three were hiding.

Just before the blade reached them, the phantom of the Skeletal Bone Dragon appeared above the Extreme North. Accompanied by a roar from the dragon's phantom, a ripple of energy like water surged outward.

Lin Yun activated one of the two soul skills granted by his 400,000-year Ice Empress soul ring: Nether Ice Freeze.

In Lin Yun's view, this was a soul skill that could superiorly replace the Domain of Polarized Stasis, freezing everything within a fifteen-meter radius in time. However, unlike the Domain of Polarized Stasis, Lin Yun could precisely control the targets affected by the time stop within the skill's range.

In other words, he didn't have to act as a humorous statue; it was pure, selective area-of-effect time manipulation.

The moment he quickly pulled the Snow Empress and Zhang Lexuan away, the blade of light broke through the shackles of the soul skill and slammed into the ice field.

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Lin Yun panted, took a stance, and looked toward the direction from which the blade had come.

Zhang Lexuan stared at the person before her in shock and immediately exclaimed, "It's you, the Evil Soul Master Blood Blade Douluo!"

Lin Yun looked at the curved blade in the man's hand. The weapon looked no different from an ordinary scimitar, but there was a dark red blood groove on the blade that extended all the way to the beast-head carving at the junction of the blade and the hilt.

The Evil Soul Master casually tossed Ma Xiaotao, whose soul power had been sealed, to the side and scraped his bald scalp with the back of his blade.

"I didn't expect that the brats from Shrek Academy would be able to recognize me even in this young generation."

The man seemed quite satisfied that Zhang Lexuan could identify him and spoke triumphantly.

Zhang Lexuan looked at the Blood Blade Douluo with a grim expression, her tone turning colder as she said, "Back then, you only killed wicked people, so Elder Mu did not take your life and merely admonished you. Yet, you have only become more depraved."

The Blood Blade Douluo flicked his blade, his tone filled with resentment as he spat, "Don't even get me started on that! Mu En, that old bastard, that old blind donkey, that old geezer—my Martial Soul will turn dull if it doesn't kill, and it will backfire on my own lifespan. Do you expect me to just let my Martial Soul kill me for the sake of not being an 'Evil Soul Master'?"

"I killed at least ten thousand wicked people back then. They didn't give me a reward, and on top of that, they called me an Evil Soul Master and tried to kill me. Bah!"

Zhang Lexuan immediately charged forward, her body shimmering with the light of soul power. "I'll fight you to the death!"

As she charged, the phantom of a full moon emerged, gradually turning black as it fused with her sixth soul ring, unleashing a barrage of black moonlight to bombard Blood Blade.

After all, it was Mu En who had helped her avenge her family; Blood Blade's insults had completely shattered Zhang Lexuan's composure, causing her to ignore the gap in their soul power and charge straight at him.

Blood Blade curled his lips into a cruel smile and suddenly threw his Blood Blade Martial Soul. Zhang Lexuan dodged to the side, the blade whistling past the tip of her nose.

The moment she dodged, the Blood Blade Douluo was already in front of her, grabbing her by the throat.

"Curse Mu En for me, or I will cripple your soul power and sell you to..."

Before Blood Blade could finish, a blue, gem-like scorpion tail lunged from the side, aiming straight for the Blood Blade Douluo's head.

The aura of the 400,000-year beast Ice Empress surged forth, scaring the Blood Blade Douluo into dodging to the side.

The tail didn't pursue him; instead, it coiled around Zhang Lexuan's waist and pulled her back.

Only then did the Blood Blade Douluo turn to look at Lin Yun, whom he had previously ignored.

At this moment, a diamond-shaped yellow halo flickered above Lin Yun's head, and the figure of the Skeletal Bone Dragon manifested behind him. His right hand reached out to his front left, his two fingers pinching the Blood Blade, while his left hand formed a sword gesture, controlling the body of the Ice Empress as she arrived before him.

Behind the Ice Empress, a legion of over a dozen skeletons emerged, each radiating the aura of a ten-thousand-year soul beast.

The Blood Blade Douluo looked at the diamond-shaped mark on Lin Yun's forehead and then at the Skeletal Bone Dragon behind him.

"You are an Evil Soul Master too? If you weren't, you couldn't have caught my flying blade."

Lin Yun said coldly, "We both take a step back, or you die. In this Extreme North, you cannot defeat me."

Blood Blade narrowed his eyes, only to see the Snow Empress standing beside Lin Yun, riding a white bear that also possessed the aura of a beast.

Blood Blade looked at Lin Yun in surprise. The balance of power had shifted once again; he had become the weaker party. Not only was his Martial Soul gone, but the opponent had also found soul beasts to assist them from who knows where.

After a long while, Blood Blade seemed to see through the ruse. He waved his hand, summoned back his Blood Blade Martial Soul, and said, "Although I don't know what's going on, you aren't as strong as you look. Because if you had the power to kill me, you wouldn't be negotiating with me at all."

Lin Yun frowned and muttered to himself that this was truly a sticky situation, but his aura remained undiminished as he said to the Evil Soul Master, "Then let's just call it a day and go our separate ways!"

As he spoke, Lin Yun prepared to channel his remaining Soul Power for a desperate final stand, but the Blood Blade Douluo retracted his Martial Soul.

"Kid, I think you should leave with me; that would be for the best. Otherwise, unless you can cripple me, you'll have provoked a rank 96 Super Douluo."

Lin Yun looked at the Blood Blade Douluo, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. Shrek Academy was indeed not a place he could stay in forever; there was simply no room for his Martial Soul to develop there, and most people weren't even willing to grant him a standard reward.

Could he rely on Zhang Lexuan once and expect her to provide for him for a lifetime?

Furthermore, he now possessed a 100,000-year Soul Ring; if he stayed at Shrek, the gossip and trouble he would face would be endless.

"Fine, I will go with you, but you must guarantee that those around me who do not possess evil Martial Souls will not be harmed."

The Blood Blade Douluo chuckled, then pointed at the phantom of Lin Yun's Skeletal Bone Dragon Martial Soul and said:

"Rest assured, the Holy Spirit Cult is a place that values talent. With your Martial Soul, you will have a great deal of influence..."