Kill Tang San First, Slay Bibi Dong Next, Then Destroy Spirit Hall!

Yu Xiaogang really didn't deserve it!

Beside him, the same thought sprang into Ning Fengzhi's mind and those of the others.

Or rather, the man was a complete joke.

Innate level three. Titled Douluo. Deity.

Hardly anyone in their right mind would put those three terms together.

But Ji Juechen had done it. He had overcome countless impossible barriers and spent his life proving that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.

[To be honest, I have a better opinion of Spirit Hall than of the Two Great Empires or the other sects.]

[After all, while the nobles of the Two Great Empires oppressed commoners, Spirit Hall broke down class barriers and gave ordinary people a fair chance to change their fate.]

[That was why Spirit Hall had more powerful commoners in its ranks than any other faction.]

[Spirit Hall also left Evil Soul Masters no place to thrive on the Douluo Continent, preserving peace across the land.]

Though everyone present had their differences with Spirit Hall, they had to admit this was true.

But why bring up Evil Soul Masters in particular?

To Ning Fengzhi and the others, Evil Soul Masters were hardly a threat.

[Hmph. Don't underestimate Evil Soul Masters!]

[At this point in time, Spirit Hall keeps them in check, while Slaughter City contains them.]

[Besides, early Evil Soul Masters mostly acted alone. They lacked the vast, structured organizations they would have in later generations, so they weren't powerful enough to shake the entire continent.]

[But after Tang San destroyed Spirit Hall and Slaughter City one after the other, everything changed.]

[Every Evil Soul Master held in Slaughter City scattered across the continent, laying the groundwork for their meteoric rise and rampages in later generations.]

[For special reasons, I ascended to the Divine Realm right after killing Tang San. I didn't deal with the mess he left behind.]

[One day in the Divine Realm is one year in the mortal world.]

[By the time I noticed, the Evil Soul Masters had become a force to be reckoned with. They had formed their own organization, the Holy Spirit Cult, with two Ultimate Douluo, more than a dozen Titled Douluo, and countless other powerful members.]

Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi, and Tang Yuehua all went pale.

Two Ultimate Douluo and more than a dozen Titled Douluo? How was that possible?

What on earth had the Two Great Empires and all those sects been doing in later generations?

How had they let Evil Soul Masters grow so rampant?

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect held its place among the Top Three Sects thanks to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, another of the Top Three Sects, had only one Titled Douluo.

The Holy Spirit Cult was already strong enough to challenge Spirit Hall, the most powerful faction on the Douluo Continent today.

And on top of that, it had two Ultimate Douluo.

Ultimate Douluo!

The absolute pinnacle a Soul Master could reach.

In this era, only two Ultimate Douluo existed on the continent, one belonging to Spirit Hall and the other to the Clear Sky Sect.

If the Evil Soul Masters' power truly swelled to that extent, the entire Douluo Continent would sink into endless chaos.

[Shrek Academy, which Tang San left behind, was lucky. For several generations running, it produced prodigies unmatched in their eras and prospered. In fact, it bore some responsibility for the Evil Soul Masters' rise.]

[It's laughable, really. Shrek Academy has its own standards for deciding who counts as an Evil Soul Master.]

[They claim Martial Souls aren't inherently good or evil, but if a Martial Soul requires a special method of cultivation, then it's evil.]

Ning Fengzhi paused.

That sounded like a fair assessment!

What was wrong with it?

The difference between Evil Soul Masters and ordinary Soul Masters was that their Martial Souls required special methods of cultivation.

[If that were all, it would be fine. But a Douluo titled Scorpion Tiger had a Martial Soul that needed to keep consuming animal blood to evolve. He had never harmed anyone, yet Shrek drove him into joining the Holy Spirit Cult.]

Chen Xin and the others exchanged looks.

He had never harmed anyone. He had only cultivated using Soul Beast blood.

Looked at that way, Shrek Academy's standards for judging Evil Soul Masters did seem flawed.

[And that brings me to that stubborn old fossil, Gu Rong.]

At this point, the Voice Pack took on a teasing tone.

[Ten thousand years from now, the Holy Spirit Cult will have an Evil Soul Master who becomes a Soul Saint before turning twenty.]

[And his Martial Soul is a Bone Dragon!]

Gu Rong stiffened. His clouded eyes flew wide, and his expression turned frighteningly dark.

A Bone Dragon Martial Soul!

The same Bone Dragon Martial Soul as his!

And the young man was even more talented than he was.

Yet someone like that had been branded an Evil Soul Master!

[He was another victim of Shrek's standards for judging Evil Soul Masters, left with no choice but to join the Holy Spirit Cult.]

[Shrek Academy perfectly inherited Tang San's double standards. When one of their own talented Soul Masters falls into darkness and kills people, their Martial Soul gets purified and they simply brush it off. Just like that, they're innocent again.]

All right!

After hearing that much, how could Ning Fengzhi, a sect master, fail to grasp how Shrek Academy operated?

They were just eliminating anyone who didn't belong.

They had merely dressed it up in fine words.

"Shrek Academy. I'll remember you!"

A cold glint flashed in Gu Rong's eyes.

He had never been a gentle soul. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the one tasked with handling the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's dirty work.

[Unfortunately, my ascension was too rushed, and I left nothing behind on the Douluo Continent. Otherwise, I would never have let those clowns run wild.]

[Fortunately, the Douluo Continent produced a Child of Destiny of its own. That Child of Destiny will put an end to the chaos.]

[If the Child of Destiny does well, I'll consider passing on the Asura God position, which has remained vacant since Tang San's death.]

[To my surprise, the Child of Destiny not only lived up to my expectations but also created a divine position of their own, just as I did, becoming the Divine Realm's sixth God King: the God of Death.]

[But that's beside the point.]

[It's a shame that the lunatic Bibi Dong leads Spirit Hall now. It will only grow more extreme from here.]

[Just talking about it makes me angry!]

[If that fool Ning Rongrong hadn't interfered, I could have sat back and watched that lunatic Bibi Dong and that hypocrite Tang San tear each other apart!]

Ning Rongrong bit her pink lip.

Her again!

Why did everything always come back to her?

[If she hadn't insisted on finding me, I could have waited for both sides to cripple each other, then stepped in and reaped the rewards.]

[Instead, I had no choice but to kill Tang San first, then Bibi Dong!]

[I never wanted to attack Spirit Hall, but those fools came looking for death. Couldn't they have learned from the Clear Sky Sect, Shrek Academy, and the Tang Sect and simply kept their heads down? Nothing would have happened to them!]

[I'm far too proud to bother with ants.]

Ning Wen: "..."

Kill Tang San first, slay Bibi Dong next, then destroy Spirit Hall!

Now that was something!

Wait, hadn't he forgotten someone?

What about Qian Renxue?

If Bibi Dong had become a god, how could Qian Renxue not have?