Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 292. Sacrifice and the Holy Spirit Church

A pillar of blood-red light shot up into the sky. Flames began to engulf the immense body of the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler, as the fire of life, ignited by the act of sacrifice, burned fiercely.

Even though Du Qianjue had not shown the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler the divine test mark he had already obtained, his strength, which was only one step away from becoming a god, was undeniable. It wasn't so much that the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler trusted Du Qianjue's potential, but rather, it trusted its own strength!

It believed that with its nearly 800,000 years of accumulated power, it could easily help Du Qianjue take that final step to becoming a god. For the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler, this was no different from hitching a ride on someone else's success.

The only concern was whether Du Qianjue would betray it after the sacrifice, but with Xue Di's guarantee and the many 100,000-year soul beast spirits that Du Qianjue had, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler felt confident it could go all in!

After all, not every gambler loses all the time! If it acted decisively, it might even increase Du Qianjue's favor towards it, a human destined to become a god.

This is where Du Qianjue differed from Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao sought to keep the peace, but after he had killed the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler's youngest son and later detonated a ninth-level soul cannon in the Demonic Forest, erasing the Holy Spirit Church from existence, he had deeply offended the Tyrant Ruler.

As a master who had cultivated spiritual power to its peak, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler could easily sense the presence of its own bloodline in Huo Yuhao's seventh spirit ring. Using the Holy Spirit Church incident as an excuse for revenge was just a cover—it was really about avenging its son.

On the other hand, Du Qianjue had no such grudge with the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler. He had shown power just one step away from godhood and had the Northern Snow Empress as his guarantor.

Most importantly, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler did not think it could win against Du Qianjue and Xue Linglong if they joined forces.

For all these reasons, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler decisively sacrificed itself to Du Qianjue!

Du Qianjue sat cross-legged in the void, facing the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler, whose enormous body burned with a red glow. The scene was eerie.

"Human, which soul bone do you need?" the Tyrant Ruler's massive eye stared calmly at Du Qianjue, though its voice carried a hint of emotion.

Soul bones…

Before today, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler had never thought it would one day become a soul bone itself.

Du Qianjue didn't respond with words; instead, he opened the Life Spirit Eye at the center of his forehead. Ever since he acquired the Soul Devouring Carving Knife and, with Electrolux's help, developed the Life Spirit Eye, Du Qianjue had rarely used it. The Life Spirit Watcher's Blade had always remained inside it, nurturing his body.

He already had the Eyes of Life and Destruction, created through the combination of life and destruction powers, condensed by the seeds of divine power, so the soul bone produced by the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler wouldn't be any better. Thus, he decided to use the Tyrant Ruler's soul bone to strengthen the Life Spirit Eye.

As for the head soul bone... he had other plans.

The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler nodded slightly, and the flames burning around its body grew more intense, making its massive form appear somewhat transparent.

Xue Linglong, standing silently nearby, kept watch for Du Qianjue.

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"What's going on? Why is there such a terrifying disturbance coming from the depths of the Demonic Forest?" Ten figures suddenly appeared on the forest's outskirts, all looking toward the source of the energy with grave expressions.

Leading them was a man and a woman. The man was tall, nearly two meters in height. Though his hair was white, and his face lined with wrinkles, his body remained straight, his presence deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss.

The woman beside him also had white hair, but her face appeared youthful, like that of a girl in her late teens, with pale, smooth skin. However, her garish makeup and blood-red lips gave her an eerie look, and her aura exuded a terrifying sense of blood and death.

They were Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui—chief patron and grandmaster of the Holy Spirit Church.

Behind them stood the Holy Spirit Church's leader, Zhongli Wu, Vice Leader Feng Ling, and elders Nangong Wan, Ming Lei, and Demon Mask.

"That's the territory of the Evil Emperor. Such a disturbance couldn't have escaped its notice unless... it's something it initiated," Long Xiaoyao said, his voice low and somber.

"Is it undergoing a tribulation? If I remember correctly, the Evil Emperor should be nearing the 800,000-year mark. Maybe today is the day it faces its heavenly tribulation," Zhongli Wu speculated, though his tone betrayed a greedy undertone.

The Evil Emperor! Ranked second on the list of fearsome beasts, it was the strongest spiritual entity on the continent!

Even if its soul ring couldn't be absorbed, its nearly 800,000-year-old soul bone, vengeful spirit, and incredibly powerful body could elevate the Holy Spirit Church to unimaginable heights.

"No, it's not a tribulation," Long Xiaoyao shook his head, his eyes filled with shock. "It's a sacrifice. The Evil Emperor is sacrificing itself... to a human!"

"What?!"

"That's impossible!!"

The elders of the Holy Spirit Church gasped in disbelief, their faces contorting with shock.

It wasn't surprising they were so astonished. When Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui had negotiated with the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler to establish the church's headquarters in the Demonic Forest, they had felt the overwhelming power of the Evil Emperor, so strong that it nearly suffocated them. The Emperor's spiritual power, at its absolute peak, could easily destroy their minds, leaving them as nothing more than drooling idiots.

The Evil Emperor could have killed them effortlessly.

Now this being, capable of such power, was sacrificing itself to a human?

After the shock faded, the Holy Spirit elders felt a wave of jealousy and greed surge through them. Although they were titled Douluo, able to control their personalities, extreme emotions could still stir the darkness within their hearts, especially in moments like this.

A human receiving the sacrifice of the Evil Emperor? How could they not be consumed with jealousy!

"Xiaoyao, what do we do?" Ye Xishui finally spoke, her voice sharp and grating, like nails on glass.

"We'd best do nothing. You must have sensed it as well. There are two other powerful presences there, equal to us in strength," Long Xiaoyao said, shaking his head, though his normally calm eyes were also filled with some unease.

Ultimate Douluo...

(End of Chapter)