"What a vicious Holy Spirit Cult!"
Huo Yuhao's spiritual fluctuations stirred briefly as he spoke to Chen Ping inside the carriage through their shared Spiritual Detection, while the Soul Engineer competing alongside them remained completely unaware.
Chen Ping was somewhat at a loss for words. Although the massive explosion in Mingdu had not been something Huo Yuhao deliberately engineered either, in the original timeline, the kid had killed more people than ninety-nine percent of Evil Soul Masters.
However, the conversation between Nether Thunder Douluo and Sky Centipede Douluo also made Chen Ping realize that the Holy Spirit Cult actually faced a substantial shortfall in vengeful spirits, flesh and blood, and the other materials Evil Soul Masters needed for cultivation.
In fact, if not for that massive explosion in Mingdu, this would probably have been the greatest point of contention in Xu Tianran's cooperation with the Holy Spirit Cult.
Cooperating with the Holy Spirit Cult was like bargaining with a tiger for its hide to begin with.
Originally, with the massive explosion in Mingdu, every one of the Holy Spirit Cult's Evil Soul Masters had eaten his fill. They could listen to Xu Tianran paint grand promises for them, saying that they needed to think long-term, that once the continent was unified, the people in every major city could become an inexhaustible source of blood sustenance, and that their greatest priority for now was to cooperate wholeheartedly, and so on.
But now Chen Ping had taken all sixteen Level 9 Fixed-Installation Shells that would have detonated in the chain reaction. The explosion that would have blasted apart almost half of Mingdu was no longer in the cards, either. From top to bottom, the entire Holy Spirit Cult was so hungry that their eyes glowed green, and all that remained in their