What Six-Winged Angel? What Death Prison Douluo? It was nothing more than the dying fantasy of an Evil Soul Master.
Wrong was wrong. Even if the process was right, it still got a zero.
A generation of Holy Spirit Cult leader scattered with the wind amid extreme regret and hatred. His final contribution to the world was feeding his Soul Power back to the Six-Winged Angel.
Most of Zhongli Wu's strength lay in his Lifebound Beast Spirit, the Bone Dragon King. His soul skills were primarily supportive, and the Bone Dragon King's betrayal caused his strength to plummet. Had Ling Bai not slain him, his future fate would have been even worse than Xuan Zi's. His Rank Ninety-Eight Soul Power would likely have fallen to Rank Ninety-Five.
"Leader!!!"
The Evil Douluos cried out mournfully.
"Wu'er!"
Ye Xishui's eyes were stained red with blood. No matter how much she hated Zhongli Lao Gui, she had always placed great hopes on her son, Zhongli Wu. Otherwise, she would not have handed the position of Holy Spirit Cult leader over to Zhongli Wu while she was still in her prime.
She had never expected that a Rank Ninety-Eight Super Evil Douluo, together with the Ultimate Bone Dragon King that had received the Silver Dragon King's favor—two powerhouses standing at the peak of Douluo Continent—would fail to kill a mere Soul Douluo. And he was a Soul Douluo who had yet to recover from a strike of Death God Light!
Even more absurdly, the Bone Dragon King had turned on its master in the midst of battle, hunting down its former master all the way until Zhongli Wu died with hatred in his heart!
As for Zhongli Wu's words exposing the truth before his death, no one cared in the slightest. It was like