Holy Spirit Cult Stronghold

"Evil Soul Master..."

Mu En took a step forward, and the entire world seemed to be submerged in an ocean of light.

"An Evil Soul Master of your caliber would find it nearly impossible to grow up within the three empires of the continent."

"You come from the Sun Moon Empire, don't you?"

The Evil Soul Master's throat bobbed; under the pressure of a Limit Douluo, he had long since lost any will to resist.

"I come from the Holy Spirit Cult."

"Wait—!" Xia Ming suddenly spoke, interrupting their conversation.

He turned to look at Mu En. "Teacher, just to be safe, we should check if there are any restrictions placed upon him."

"Indeed."

Hearing this, Mu En nodded, a glimmer of approval flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, pressing his right palm lightly onto the Evil Soul Master's shoulder.

"Do not resist."

A vast surge of light-attribute soul power instantly poured into the man's body like a tidal wave.

The primary purpose of this soul power was, naturally, to search for any existing restrictions, but it also served to purify all the bloody soul power within the man's body in the process.

"Aaaah—!"

It was a pain worse than being sliced by a thousand knives; the Evil Soul Master's face twisted, and his soul power cultivation plummeted like a bursting dam.

In the blink of an eye, the Evil Soul Master dropped below level 70, then level 60, level 50...

Just as the Evil Soul Master's soul power fell to level 19, leaving him nearly crippled, Mu En suddenly frowned.

"Hmm?"

Deep within the perception of his light soul power, a strange, deeply hidden strand of soul power quietly emerged.

This soul power was dark red, bordering on black, and as thin as a silk thread, yet it was firmly coiled around the Evil Soul Master's soul power and spiritual origin, with a wisp of cold, sinister soul aura attached to it.

A restriction truly exists. Mu En understood, and his light soul power surged toward that dark red thread, intending to erase it in one fell swoop.

"Hum!"

The moment the two soul powers made contact, the dark red soul power suddenly erupted, striking back like a venomous snake and colliding violently with Mu En's light soul power!

He discovered, to his surprise, that this strand of soul power could actually stand toe-to-toe with the soul power within his own body!

For the first time, a look of gravity flashed in Mu En's eyes.

One must realize that he was a Limit Douluo, possessing two Soul Cores within his body.

The quality of his soul power far exceeded that of a Titled Douluo with only one Soul Core, even a peak level 98 Super Douluo was no exception!

Aside from a few gifted soul masters, there was only one possibility for someone to be able to contend with him in this regard.

"...A Limit Douluo?" Mu En's expression changed drastically.

There was only one person he could think of who reached the limit of evil soul power.

"Are you still alive?" he muttered to himself, his expression somewhat dazed.

Immediately, Mu En collected his thoughts, a sharp glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He no longer held back; his vast, ocean-like light soul power and immense spiritual power worked in tandem, slowly enveloping the dark red soul power like a net cast from the heavens.

Even for Mu En, performing this operation required extreme caution.

The one who had placed this restriction was a Limit Douluo-level powerhouse. Mu En's spiritual power might be slightly stronger than the other's, but he was not a spiritual-type soul master after all, and he could not completely suppress the other party in this domain; unraveling the restriction was no easy task.

If he tried to erase it by force, the slightest carelessness would trigger the restriction.

At that moment, the Evil Soul Master before him would turn into a giant bomb, detonating in an instant.

Mu En was naturally not afraid of the explosion, but that would mean the trail of clues would be cut off.

After a long while, he finally ensured that he had completely cleared the restriction from the man's body.

Following that, he immediately looked at the ashen-faced Evil Soul Master and asked in a deep voice, "Who placed this restriction on you?"

"It was the Supreme Cult Leader!" the Evil Soul Master blurted out, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.

Mu En's expression shifted, a trace of anxiety seeping into his tone:

"What is the name of that Supreme Cult Leader?"

"I... I don't know." The Evil Soul Master shook his head, seeing Mu En's gaze turn cold.

He immediately changed his tune, hurriedly adding:

"But I know who might know."

Seeming to fear that Mu En would finish him off right then and there, he spoke exceptionally fast:

"Our Holy Spirit Cult has a stronghold in Heaven Dou City. The person in charge is an evil Soul Master with the cultivation of a Soul Douluo; he must know many secrets!"

"Good." Mu En nodded slightly. "Tell me the location of that stronghold."

"If I tell you, will you..." The evil Soul Master had just started to say something when he was interrupted by Mu En.

"Speak."

Sensing the chill in his eyes, the evil Soul Master shuddered. Daring not to say another word, he quickly rattled off an address and a secret code.

"Very well." Mu En nodded slightly, his expression finally softening.

Just as the evil Soul Master thought he had been saved.

"Snap—"

A soft sound, like a falling leaf hitting the ground.

Mu En tapped him lightly, and an irresistible force of vibration swept through the evil Soul Master's heart meridian.

The latter's body jolted, the light in his eyes faded rapidly, and he collapsed limply to the ground, his breath extinguished.

Mu En turned around and looked at Xia Ming, his gaze having returned to calm:

"Let's go, let's go see the stronghold he mentioned."

At the same time, Mu En took out a sound-transmission Soul Tool and informed Du Busi of the matter.

He also requested him to pass the word to the Heavenly Soul Emperor, receiving an affirmative reply.

Taking Xia Ming with him, he made no attempt to hide his tracks and soon arrived at the stronghold the man had described.

Unexpectedly, this place was not far from the original site of the Tang Sect, which was now the station of the Iron Blood Sect.

On the surface, it appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary chamber of commerce.

If not for the identification provided by the evil Soul Master just moments ago, no one would have ever guessed that this was a stronghold of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Mu En slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers splayed.

"Hum—"

Silent ripples spread out with him at the center.

Vast and pure light-attribute soul power, like a giant inverted bowl, silently and completely sealed off the entire chamber of commerce and the surrounding ten-zhang area.

Outside the light barrier, pedestrians continued on, the bustle remained as usual, and not a single person noticed the anomaly here.

"Who goes there? How dare you make a move here? Do you not know that I am the one providing protection?"

The main gate of the chamber of commerce was pushed open violently, and a middle-aged man stepped out quickly.

But upon sensing the soul power surrounding him, his expression could not help but change.

He quickly reined in his anger, even forcing a strained smile, his tone becoming extremely respectful:

"May I ask what business the senior has here?"

"This is Heaven Dou City, and with the Soul Master Tournament being held recently, security is extremely tight. If you, senior, make a move at a time like this for no reason, it might..."

The threat in his words was plain to see, but Mu En only shook his head slightly: "It is not."

Before the words had even faded, the middle-aged man felt a gentle strand of soul power wrap around his body like a rope.

His vision blurred, and he was sent floating lightly outside the light barrier, landing across the street. Though he was completely unharmed, he was scared out of his wits.

This was only the beginning.

Mu En's spiritual power seeped into every corner of the chamber of commerce like mercury.

All ordinary people with weak soul power or no evil aura were wrapped in a soft light and safely transported to a secure area outside the light barrier.

In just a few breaths, only those who were too slow to react or those who were already hiding in the shadows—the true targets—remained inside.

After finishing all this, the last trace of gentleness in Mu En's eyes vanished completely.

A cold glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he pressed his palm downward slightly.

"Boom—!"

The entire chamber of commerce was razed to the ground.

At that moment, several figures crawled out from the ruins.

Leading them was an old man dressed in a black robe.

"How bold!" he said coldly.

The next moment, a black mist began to disperse.

"Attack together! Kill this old thing as quickly as possible. We've been exposed; we must leave at once!"