The Spider King's Overwhelming Presence in the Holy Spirit Cult-This Was a Demonic Martial Soul!

The elders instantly fell silent and turned to look outside the great hall, waiting until the drumming began.

Clack—!

Before anyone appeared, a bucket-thick stream of spider silk shot in, sticking to the structures around the hall and weaving an inescapable net.

The elders present gasped, their eyes widening.

Douluo Wu Yun, who stood at their head, narrowed his eyes and said, "This spider silk is actually as tough as a block of ultimate ice."

Zhang Peng agreed. "Impressive. This new Holy Son has such an overwhelming presence. With an entrance like this, he intends to teach us old fellows a lesson."

Nangong Wan snorted coldly. "It's only a little spider silk. Look how frightened you all are. If I'm not mistaken, the new Holy Son's martial soul should be the top-tier Death Spider Emperor. No wonder he became the Holy Son."

Just then, an enormous Spider King shaped like a black widow crawled into the hall along the newly woven net.

Gu Ming stood on the Spider King's back with his hands behind him, dressed in black. His features were sharply defined, and his presence was immensely powerful.

As the Spider King advanced, he spat demonized spider silk that wrapped around the weaker disciples of the Holy Cult, demonizing them into devoted followers of his master.

The demonized disciples dropped to their knees, loudly greeting His Highness the Holy Son.

"Hiss—!"

Seeing these lowly life-forms refuse to show his master respect, the Spider King let out a piercing screech accompanied by a fierce gale.

The sudden gale left the elders stunned.

It was actually a powerful Detached Martial Soul. It was not the Death Spider Emperor martial soul, yet it surpassed the Death Spider Emperor.

With such an overwhelming presence, they would have believed anyone who called the Spider King a divine beast.

And this martial soul seemed to possess intelligence?

Douluo Wu Yun narrowed his eyes and said gravely, "What a powerful martial soul. My Dark Crow tells me this is a true demonic martial soul, not an evil martial soul."

"My Scorpion Tiger martial soul sensed it too," Zhang Peng agreed.

"My Heavenly Centipede Martial Soul is also afraid," Nangong Wan said.

Standing on the Spider King's back, Gu Ming arrived before the elders. He pressed one hand against his martial soul's head and shouted, "Spider King, transform into a Demon Weapon!"

The moment his words fell, the Spider King's four eyes blazed with boundless demonic light. He spun endlessly in midair as energy poured into his body.

Finally, he transformed into a Demon Weapon Three-Section Staff whose segments could join together, landing in Gu Ming's hand.

The elders present sucked in cold breaths and involuntarily retreated two steps, fear showing in their eyes.

Humans had an instinctive fear of venomous creatures, let alone the king of spider martial souls.

The pressure this Spider King exerted on them surpassed even the Cult Leader's Death God Demon Puppet.

Who would not fear an intelligent demonic martial soul that could detach itself and transform into a Demon Weapon? Even evil soul masters who had seen much of the world felt a deep terror well up within them.

This boy possessed such a terrifying presence before he had even matured. What would happen once he fully developed?

Zhongli Wu laughed heartily. "Allow me to introduce our Holy Cult's new Holy Son to you elders. The weapon he holds is the Demonic Weapon Spider Soul, a truly intelligent martial soul that can transform and detach itself."

Gu Ming raised his head and smiled at the elders. "Elders, please accept this Holy Son's greetings!"

Actually, he wanted even more to say that he had another martial soul just like this one. But concealing his abilities was best, preferably without letting these loose-tongued elders discover them.

Yet even that simple bow startled the elders into a cold sweat.

The Demonic Weapon Spider Soul's eyes seemed to be watching them.

This time, no one objected, and no one ran their mouth.

Such aptitude qualified him not only to hold the position of Holy Son, but also to become the next Cult Leader, because this was a martial soul destined to make him a Super Douluo.

Compared with this demonic martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor was earth beneath the heavens, unworthy even to carry its shoes.

Zhongli Wu's penetrating gaze swept over the elders again. He first looked at the most senior, Dark Cloud Douluo, and asked, "Wu Yun, do you have any objections to his appointment as Holy Son?"

Douluo Wu Yun cupped his hands. "Cult Leader, I have no objections."

Zhongli Wu nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng. "And you?"

"I have no objections either," Zhang Peng said, cupping his hands.

Zhongli Wu then looked at Netherworld Douluo.

Netherworld Douluo had no objections either.

Zhongli Wu then turned to Nether Thunder Douluo.

Nether Thunder Douluo loudly proclaimed that the Holy Son's arrival was a momentous occasion for the Holy Cult and that he would bend his back to the task and give his all until death.

Finally, when Nangong Wan's turn came, Zhongli Wu asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Nangong Wan cupped his hands. "Cult Leader, I do."

"Objections?"

Zhongli Wu raised his hand and slapped him, then continued, "Your objections are useless. You're the least diligent cultivator here. Our Holy Cult never feeds idlers. Everyone else is working toward our cause, while you slack off and let yourself rot. If I catch you muddying the waters again, watch out, or I'll refine you."

He paid Nangong Wan no mind at all.

This fellow was the laziest of them all. If he had not possessed some strength, Zhongli Wu would have refined him into a loyal henchman long ago.

Now, Nangong Wan covered his burning cheek and lowered his head without another word.

The elders beside him sighed.

Acting like a rebel at a time like this meant the Cult Leader had to make an example of him. This was not a request for his opinion, but a declaration.

Nangong Wan had truly grown so accustomed to lying around that even his brain had deteriorated.

With Nangong Wan's cautionary example before them, no one contradicted Zhongli Wu again.

Zhongli Wu took a token from his Storage Soul Tool and placed it in Gu Ming's hand, instructing him, "This is the Holy Cult's Holy Son Token. With this token, you may command the reverends and elders. It is also a symbol of your status."

Gu Ming accepted the token and said earnestly, "Thank you, Cult Leader."

At the same time, the elders below called out:

"Greetings, Holy Son!"

"We respectfully welcome the Holy Son! May the Holy Cult flourish!"

After the brief ceremony ended, Gu Ming officially became the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, having won the elders' recognition with his own strength.

Immediately afterward, Zhongli Wu led Gu Ming to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain the first soul ring for his Spider Martial Soul.

There were soul beasts in the Evil Demon Forest too, but the Holy Spirit Cult had only recently begun cooperating with the Evil Emperor. They could not hunt soul beasts there yet, lest they damage the Holy Church's credibility.

In truth, the Holy Spirit Cult had little credibility to speak of, but it was still better to play it safe.

Zhongli Wu looked back at Gu Ming and said with a smile, "Holy Son, why don't we attach soul rings to your first martial soul too? That would help our Holy Cult carry out its plans later."

Gu Ming frowned.

Obtaining soul rings for twin martial souls at this stage could easily exhaust his potential. His body's capacity was limited, so he could only obtain hundred-year soul rings.

But if he waited until he became a Titled Douluo to obtain soul rings for his first martial soul, he would have a chance of taking Tang San down.

If he had the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's spiritual origin, the ages of the soul rings he obtained would cease to matter.

But that fellow might not choose him.

Thus, Gu Ming rejected Zhongli Wu's proposal. "Cult Leader, I only wish to remain in the Holy Church forever and stay by your side."

The corner of Zhongli Wu's mouth twitched, and he scolded him. "You brat, do you think I don't know what medicine you're hiding in that gourd? Still, you did study for a few years, so you know the best way to cultivate twin martial souls.

"But don't worry. Our Holy Cult has an exclusive Secret Method to increase the ages of your soul rings. It won't exhaust your potential. On the contrary, it will enhance it."

Gu Ming's eyes lit up at this, and he said with a smile, "Then I'm willing."

"Hahahaha..."

Zhongli Wu burst out laughing and hugged Gu Ming's small frame tightly, utterly pleased with himself.

Half a day later, at the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Towering trees reached into the clouds, while countless soul beast remains and animal hides lay underfoot.

Zhongli Wu and Gu Ming successfully reached the outer region, ready to hunt for the Spider Martial Soul's first soul ring.

As they walked, Zhongli Wu said earnestly, "For your first soul ring, we must choose one with a pure darkness attribute. That will enhance your future potential. However, soul beasts like that usually appear in the mixed region."

Gu Ming nodded and followed closely behind Zhongli Wu.

Before long, they were inside the mixed region.

After searching for a while, Zhongli Wu discovered a Four-Hundred-Year Soul Beast Darkness Demon Spider in a dark corner.

The instant he spotted the soul beast, Zhongli Wu's eyes lit up. He let out a sinister laugh. "Hehehe, a Darkness Demon Spider. It's a perfect match for your Spider Martial Soul. We'll choose this soul beast."

Gu Ming rubbed his hands together, feeling a little eager himself.