The night in Mingdu was shrouded in gloom, with dark clouds obscuring the moonlight and a damp, musty smell permeating the streets.
A group of people dressed in black robes silently walked through the street.
The leader of this group is none other than Zhongli Wu, the current leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.
He was followed by dozens of Evil Soul Master, each of whom exuded an aura like a demon crawling out of hell, twisted and ferocious.
They were stealthily making their way through a narrow, dark alley towards the palace, preparing to meet Xu Tianran.
Suddenly, a commotion arose at the end of the line.
"Master," a hoarse voice rang out, filled with barely suppressed greed, "That person's Qi and Blood is so rich, I love it!"
Zhongli Wu tilted his head slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in the shadows beneath his hood.
In the group, the Evil Soul Master with the Ghoul Martial Soul was staring intently at the other side of the street, thick saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, his turbid eyes filled with a frenzied desire.
Following his gaze, Zhongli Wu saw Toji standing under the streetlamp, lost in thought.
His tall, slender figure stood out prominently in the dim light.
The Bloodline Power emanating from his body was like a small sun, so intensely hot that it almost stung the senses of the Evil Soul Master.
This surprised Zhongli Wu greatly.
"Such abundant Bloodline Power... this person's physique must be extraordinary."
"If I could train him into a puppet... feeding him highly nourishing foods day and night, providing me with such powerful Qi and Blood forever, perhaps I would have a chance to break through to the level of Limit Douluo."
Upon seeing Toji's Bloodline Power, Zhongli Wu's eyes gleamed with barely concealed greed.
If even the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult is like this, what about the other Evil Soul Master?
But they have a mission tonight.
"Tonight, we still need to enter the palace to prepare for the Holy Spirit Cult to become the guardian deity of the Sun Moon Empire."
"Master, this is a golden opportunity for us! Such abundant Bloodline Power is a rare find. We can postpone our preparations for now; if we miss this chance... we might never find another like him."
Feng Ling, standing beside Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, was dressed in a black robe, but she made no use of a cloak to conceal her stunningly beautiful face.
Her skin was as white as solidified cream, possessing a sickly beauty that appeared even more eerie against the backdrop of her black robe.
In her middle age, she possessed an ethereal beauty, as if she were a demon god straight out of an ancient book.
Feng Ling's features were exquisitely perfect, with a standard oval face. Red lines spread from the inner and outer corners of her eyes to her temples, adding a touch of allure and wickedness to her beauty.
His phoenix eyes were long and narrow, with an extremely rare dark red color that was so deep it seemed capable of devouring one's soul. Against the backdrop of his black robe, they shimmered with a captivating light.
Beneath her high, straight nose were two thin, bright red lips.
"What you said makes a lot of sense..." Zhongli Wu clapped Feng Ling's little hand, unable to hide his excitement.
Perhaps this person is truly their destiny.
Even sharing a drop of blood with the Holy Spirit Cult members can greatly enhance their cultivation and remove the debuffs from Evil Soul Master who devour the flesh and Soul Power of others.
"Master, I beg you!" The Ghoul Soul Master knelt on the ground, his withered fingers digging deep into the earth. "Let me eat him, even just a bite!"
The allure of this vital energy Qi and Blood to him was immense.
If we could devour him, it might help him reach the level of Titled Douluo.
But if even the cult leader has his eye on him...
Whether he'll get a share of the soup is another matter.
Hearing him say that, the other Evil Soul Master also began to become restless.
Those Evil Soul Master, especially those at the Soul Douluo level, had even more greedy eyes.
Zhongli Wu frowned slightly. As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and a Level 98 Super Douluo, he was naturally aware of the young man's exceptionally pure and powerful Bloodline Power.
But what bothered him even more was the subtle, yet undeniable, aura of danger emanating from the young man.
This is the main reason that has been making him hesitant.
Why is he standing there alone, lost in thought, in the middle of the night?
Could this be a trap?
Zhongli Wu glanced at their group.
It seems these Evil Soul Master have completely lost interest in going to the palace.
They were all captivated by the young man.
This undoubtedly made Zhongli Wu sigh.
"Go quickly, finish it fast, don't delay the mission."
"Yes, Master!"
The Ghoul Evil Soul Master was now completely driven by instinct. His body began to twist and deform, and bluish-gray corpse spots appeared under the panel. His fingernails swelled into sharp claws.
He unleashed his Martial Soul, and eight Soul Ring flashed wildly beneath his feet.
Saliva dripped down its fangs, corroding small pits into the ground.
I can't hold back anymore!
The Ghoul Evil Soul Master could no longer restrain himself, letting out a beast-like growl from his throat, and his body instantly swelled to three times its original size, transforming into a three-meter-tall Ghoul.
A putrid stench filled the air, and he suddenly darted out of the dark alley and pounced on Toji.
Its speed was astonishing, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, and its gaping maw was full of sharp fangs.
Let me taste you!
Zhongli Wu kept his eyes fixed on him and did not stop him.
He also wanted to see what was so special about this young man who could make a high-level Evil Soul Master lose control, besides his abundant Qi and Blood.
Just as his claws were about to touch Toji's back.
Toji the corners of her mouth slightly turned up.
The fish has taken the bait.
Hopefully, it's a big fish.
Toji turning his head, his right hand moved like lightning, grabbing the Ghoul Evil Soul Master's hideous face.
Five slender fingers, like iron clamps, forcefully stopped the jaws of that blood-red hand from closing in mid-air.
"Crack--" The sound of the skull shattering could be clearly heard.
The Ghoul's Soul Master suddenly contracted.
His prized physical body was so fragile in front of this human hand!
Even more terrifying, he discovered that despite his top-tier strength at the Soul Douluo level, he was completely immobilized by this seemingly casual restraint!
Toji came to his senses, grabbed the Ghoul Evil Soul Master and pulled him in front of him, raised his right leg and, in a blur, slammed his knee into the other's abdomen.
The Ghoul Evil Soul Master arched like a shrimp, gushing blood mixed with pieces of internal organs from between his fangs.
The force of the blow was so great that it blew a hole the size of a bowl in his back!
When he looked up and met Toji's gaze, the other person smiled strangely.
"It's you."
"This is so easy! I've been looking for you for so long, and you just delivered yourself to my doorstep."
Toji recognized the person in front of him.
He knows it all too well.
Isn't this one of the three Evil Soul Master who destroyed his village?
It's still the last one!
He's yours now. Remember, I want him alive.
He Toji tossed him behind him, and when he let go, the twisted body slumped to the ground like a rag doll.
The Ghoul Evil Soul Master's twitching fingertips remained three inches away from the hem of Toji's clothes.
This short distance became an insurmountable chasm for him.