Seeking death, Holy Spirit!

Body Sect.

Lin Zheng and Luo Tianming sat on the stone bench, holding the hot tea that Xu Xiaoyan had brought them, still shaken.

Today's events were truly thrilling. We just witnessed the birth of a four-ring Two-Word Battle Armor Master, and then we were attacked by two Titled Douluo!

If it weren't for the Body Sect Master being there, the two of them would probably have perished here.

Those two old bones of theirs can't take a scare!

Call--!

A fierce wind howled in mid-air, and the Bloodbone Demon Wings stirred up large gusts of air.

Lu Guan folded his wings and landed steadily in the center of the courtyard, his Xuan Rong Battle Armor quickly disappearing into his body.

Thanks to the effects of the Baleful-Life Mark, the wounds on his chest and arms had long since healed, and his skin was completely intact.

"Lu Guan, are you alright?"

Zhen Hua rushed over immediately, and was startled when he saw the bloodstains on Lu Guan's body. After looking him up and down, he was relieved to see that Lu Guan's breathing was steady.

He was originally going to go with Lu Guan, after all, he was a Titled Douluo, but Mu Ye stopped him.

Xu Xiaoyan also came running over with her short legs, clutching two clean towels in her hand.

"Brother Lu Guan, wipe the blood off."

Lu Guan took the towel and wiped his face.

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master, I'm fine."

Luo Tianming and Lin Zheng exchanged bewildered glances. In their view, Lu Guan was chasing after a Titled Douluo!

Luo Tianming became even more certain of his original guess: this Lu Guan was actually a middle-aged man!

Lin Zheng was amazed by his own craftsmanship; the Two-Word Battle Armor he had forged actually had such effects! It seemed that he wasn't incapable of being the world's number one craftsman after all!

Cough cough.

Boom!

A loud noise interrupted their little plan.

Mu Ye strode in, carrying a figure in one hand as if it were a blood gourd, and casually tossed it to the ground.

Thump!

An Ming was slammed to the ground and couldn't help but groan.

Zhen Hua walked over, looked down at the An Ming on the ground where little air was being drawn in and much was being exhaled, and frowned slightly.

"Captured alive?"

"A living elder of the Holy Spirit Cult —that's a big fish."

Mu Ye dusted off his hands. "That's natural."

However, Mu Ye had barely finished speaking when...

An Ming was lying on the ground, suddenly convulsed violently, slowly raised his head, and a strange smile appeared on his pale face.

Mu Ye raised an eyebrow, preparing to make a move, An Ming's previously withered skin suddenly swelled up without warning!

"Not good!"

A pungent, putrid stench emanated from An Ming's body.

This old man has a deadly poison inside him!

He's going to commit suicide!

Pfft!

An Ming simultaneously spewed out black, poisonous blood from all seven orifices, and the skin on his entire body turned purplish-black in a short time, corroding the surrounding bluestone slabs with a hissing sound.

Mu Ye frowned, his fingers clenched loosely, trying to stop the spread of the poison.

Unfortunately, the poison was deeply rooted in An Ming's entire body; once it took effect, it affected his entire body, making it impossible to isolate.

Even a god couldn't save him!

An Ming's breathing became rapid and weak, and his pupils dilated.

"Tsk," seeing that death was inevitable, Mu Ye uttered in dissatisfaction, clenching his fist, preparing to make An Ming feel the pain one more time before he died.

Before Mu Ye could make a move, Zhen Hua suddenly spoke up to stop him. "Wait a minute, this breath might not be completely gone."

Zhen Hua took out his Communication Soul Tool and quickly tapped it a few times.

Mu Ye was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Zhen Hua: "His heart meridian is almost ruined, how can we save him?"

Zhen Hua chuckled softly, "That old bastard's just unlucky. It just so happens that his friend is in Heaven Dou City today, not far from here."

Lu Guan frowned. Could someone bring back to life a dead person whose heart meridian was shattered and whose heart had been poisoned?

It seems that there is only one person in the entire Douluo Continent who possesses such heaven-defying healing methods.

Before Lu Guan could think further, a soft, emerald-green ripple suddenly appeared in the air above the courtyard.

The air, which had become foul and pungent due to the poison of the An Ming, was purified completely the moment this emerald light swept across it, and even gained a refreshing fragrance that invigorated the spirit.

A white figure then fell from mid-air.

The woman was dressed in an elegant green dress, her long hair falling naturally over her shoulders, exuding a gentle and graceful aura.

The moment her toes touched the ground, nine Soul Ring— six black and three red—began to pulsate rhythmically.

When they saw the enormous, pure white phantom wings that quietly appeared behind her, Lin Zheng and Luo Tianming came to their senses and bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Your Her Holiness Holy Spirit!"

Ya Li, the current Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the world's number one healing-type titled Douluo, and the Holy Spirit Douluo!

Ya Li nodded in response, then looked at Zhen Hua: "President Zhen Hua, is this the Evil Soul Master you were talking about?"

"I'm sorry to have troubled Your Majesty Ya Li to make this trip. This Evil Soul Master just passed away not long ago. I don't know if he can be brought back to life." Zhen Hua politely stepped aside.

Ya Li stepped forward and glanced at the purplish-black An Ming on the ground. She gently raised her hand, and her Seventh Soul Ring suddenly lit up beneath her feet.

Angel True Body!

The immense, almost tangible life force instantly transformed into a holy pillar of light, directly pouring into the An Ming corpse.

Sizzle--!

When the Corroding Heart and Soul-Eroding Poison within An Ming's body encountered this holy light, it was like ice and snow meeting a scorching hot iron. Large plumes of black smoke billowed from his seven orifices and were completely purified by the holy light in mid-air.

Not only that, but his heart vessels, which had been completely rotten in his chest, began to sprout and grow again under the influence of life force, and the severed blood vessels were reconnected one by one!

The chest, which had completely stopped beating, suddenly heaved violently after a dozen or so breaths!

"Cough... cough cough!"

An Ming suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and stood there dumbfounded.

He looked down at his skin, which had regained its color, and felt his heart beating again in his chest; his mind was blank.

Didn't he already die from the poison?

How is that possible?!

Before An Ming could react, Mu Ye strode forward, stomped on his chest, and used his domineering Soul Power to seal off all of Anming's meridians again, while also dislocating Anming's jaw.

"Behave yourself, or I'll make you wish you were dead. With the Holy Spirit by your side, you won't even be able to die."

Holy Spirit Douluo!

An Ming realized, how could she be here! An Ming couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred.

The Holy Spirit Douluo has saved too many people and done too many bad things for their Holy Spirit Cult!

After doing all this, Mu Ye straightened up and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ya Li: "Thank you for your help, Holy Spirit."

Regardless of Shrek's actions, the countless people Ya Li saved are real and worthy of respect.

Ya Li dispelled the holy light in her hand, shook her head, and said, "It's nothing."

She never seeks anything in return for her actions. But this time...

"However, if possible, I do have a request."

Mu Ye was surprised. "Please speak freely, sir."

Ya Li turned around and pointed to Lu Guan beside her, "I want to adopt him as my godson!"