"He's coming," Electrolux's voice rang out in his Mental Sea. "A powerful aura has begun moving. It should be a Titled Douluo, and he's heading your way."
The corners of Mu Feng's mouth lifted slightly. "Finally."
This was the moment he had been waiting for. Electrolux had now recovered seventy percent of his peak strength, giving him the power of a Super Douluo. All he lacked was a physical body; his Divine Sense had long since surpassed the level of an Ultimate Douluo.
As the man drew closer, Mu Feng soon recognized him.
Nether Thunder Douluo, the Holy Spirit Cult's third elder, was also the only Level 9 Soul Engineer among its elders. His temper was explosive, and the moment he realized Mu Feng had toyed with him, he left the area Feng Ling had designated for the elders.
Mu Feng lay hidden in the crown of a massive ancient tree, his entire body wrapped in the shadow power of his Morgana Martial Soul, blending into the surrounding darkness.
His breathing and heartbeat had slowed to the utmost. He was as still as a stone, his body curled and poised to strike like a venomous snake.
"He's here," Electrolux's voice rang out in his Mental Sea.
Mu Feng opened his eyes slightly, a flash of golden light flickering through his pupils.
In the distant sky, a streak of purple lightning hurtled toward him. Within it, a man in black robes hovered in midair, purple bolts coiling around his body. Every bolt radiated a sinister aura that made the heart tremble.
Nether Thunder Douluo.
He was fast, but Mu Feng was faster.
At the very instant Nether Thunder Douluo flew directly above the ancient tree-
"Now!"
Mu Feng sprang into action, instantly ending Shadow Sneak and unleashing his Holy Angel Martial