Ling Ya understood. He did not unleash any earth-shaking Soul Power, but nine Soul Rings-two yellow, two purple, and five black-quietly appeared around him. They slowly revolved once before silently vanishing again.
A Titled Douluo!
Nana abruptly stopped crying. Her eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at the unremarkable middle-aged man.
He was actually a Titled Douluo! With his help, wiping out a Holy Spirit Cult Branch Altar really would be as easy as crushing an ant!
A spark of hope had barely flared before she snuffed it out herself.
She shook her head hard, her voice choked with tears. "No-it's no use! Even if you kill them all, what good will it do? They still hold my parents' souls! If they die and the evil arts controlling those souls run wild, my parents' souls will truly scatter into nothing! Do you have a way to protect their souls?"
This was the crux of the problem, and the greatest leverage the Holy Spirit Cult had over her.
In the original story, her parents' souls had only been saved through Electrolux's abilities. But now, Dai Youheng did not have that Holy Necromancer within him.
Dai Youheng shook his head. "I don't."
The light in Nana's eyes instantly dimmed.
Just then, Dai Youheng continued, "But you do."
"Me?" Nana froze. If she had a way, why would she have remained under their control all this time?
"That's right. You." Dai Youheng spoke with certainty. "Don't forget, your Martial Soul is a ghost. The domain of souls should be your greatest strength! You simply aren't powerful enough yet. Once you reach the Titled Douluo Realm, I refuse to believe you won't be able to obtain a Soul Skill that can liberate or purify souls!"
As he spoke, he took a set of