"Feng'er!!!"
At the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, Zhongli Wu let out a low roar. A sinister wind arose from nowhere, instantly sweeping through the entire underground space. Several Holy Spirit Cult disciples dropped to their knees, their bodies trembling like sieves.
Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling had not returned for several days. Growing deeply suspicious, Zhongli Wu dispatched a team of Evil Soul Masters to investigate the Valley of Life. In the end, they discovered the lingering sacred aura of the Six-Winged Angel on the outskirts of the Valley of Life.
Everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult knew that the Six-Winged Angel was immensely powerful and ruthless, showing Evil Soul Masters no mercy. Everyone understood that Feng Ling had most likely met her end.
Zhongli Wu could not restrain the pressure pouring from him, his eyes bloodshot. Though Feng Ling was no virgin, she had still given him endless pleasure, and he had always cherished her dearly.
The vengeance for murdering one's wife was irreconcilable!
How could these Evil Soul Emperors and Evil Soul Saints withstand the overwhelming pressure of a Rank Ninety-Eight Titled Douluo? Their faces twisted to the extreme, their bones creaking in agony. They hurriedly cast pleading looks toward the elders and offerings beside Zhongli Wu, especially one wickedly charming figure—the recently favored Death Prison Douluo.
"Vice-Leader Feng died for the Holy Church. Cult Leader, please restrain your grief."
Ling Bai, transformed from the Spider Emperor Clone, gave an impeccable performance. With just the right measure of sorrow, he gently advised Zhongli Wu to let go. Either way, you won't be getting away.
Zhongli Wu took a deep breath. Then, as though suppressing all his fury and grief, he became once more the Holy Spirit Cult Leader who commanded the Evil Soul Masters. His blazing gaze fixed