Chapter 271: Ruthless Laughed
“My goodness, is this thing really that magical?”
After hearing Ling Mo’s introduction, everyone was dumbfounded. Why bother cultivating a Martial Soul with this?
They had just witnessed with their own eyes how Ling Mo used a Puppet Mechanism to toy with two Titled Douluo.
This guy was way too perverse in a fight.
Whether it was speed, defense, or striking power, it was all extremely perverse.
Inside, it was loaded with all sorts of hidden weapons and mechanisms, adding invisible lethality.
“Awesome, Brother Mo!”
“This, this this… perverse…”
“I really want to crack open your head and see what’s inside. How could you even research something like this…”
Even Zhu Zhuqing couldn’t help but say. From the moment she met Ling Mo, everything he created shocked her.
“No mercy, bro!”
Oscar suddenly blurted out like he lost his mind.
Ling Mo: “One giao my giao? Little bird vodka, doing this high…”
“Xiao Ao’s secret special sausage, affordable and filling…”
“Damn…”
The Heaven Dou Empire’s competing Soul Master team continued forward, and no accidents occurred on the rest of the journey.
To better protect these Soul Masters, Qian Renxue temporarily drew three thousand ironclad troops from a passing city for auxiliary escort.
At the same time, she summoned some Soul Master experts from the Imperial Capital to rush over quickly.
The reason she did this was not just to protect this Soul Master team.
Actually, she had another plan.
She couldn’t mobilize Spirit Hall people, but she could mobilize Heaven Dou Empire people.
If something changed and Ling Mo faced a crisis, these people might come in handy.
Her idea was simple: protect Ling Mo at all costs.
Ling Mo saw everything she did, and he felt very satisfied inside.
She had done so much for him; Ling Mo was already very content and didn’t dare wish for more. Treating her well was the best repayment.
On the rest of the journey, she led the team from the front and didn’t have much interaction with Ling Mo, fearing it might cause some change.
After all, her identity was special and particularly sensitive, so some things were better not said out in the open.
The entire team arrived at Spirit City. Due to Spirit City’s special regulations, Qian Renxue ordered the ironclad troops and Imperial Knights to garrison outside the city, awaiting summons at any time.
Then she led the fifteen Soul Master teams into Spirit City.
These teams were stationed outside the city, ready for mobilization. If something happened, they could respond immediately.
Inside and outside coordination should help the Ghost Gate people complete their withdrawal.
Spirit City wasn’t large, but its splendor moved even Ning Fengzhi, who always prided himself on his conglomerate.
Ling Mo walked and looked, shocked by the city before him.
The green stone bricks on the ground, the city defense structure, the various buildings—it was dazzling.
It was like looking at a mountain of gold and silver; Ling Mo felt sour all over.
“This damn place is too rich! When will I ever be as wealthy as them…”
Ling Mo felt sour just looking at it. Spirit Hall’s buildings looked like they were crafted from a mountain of gold and silver.
Along the way, the Shrek group was all shocked. Spirit Hall could absolutely be called the world’s top conglomerate.
It surpassed the Empire.
On each of the six city walls was a huge relief sculpture, identical to the Spirit Hall token, symbolizing six powerful Martial Souls.
Ling Mo stared at that relief and fell into deep thought.
“Brother Mo, what are you looking at?” Ma Hongjun asked puzzled and curiously beside him.
“See that relief? That… is the six most powerful Martial Souls in the world.”
“And then?”
“Damn it! I just built up the mood, and you ruined it.
No and then. Let me put it this way: it won’t be long before these six Martial Souls are replaced by two Martial Souls—mine…”
Ling Mo cursed angrily, then continued following the team.
Ma Hongjun glanced back and muttered, “Wouldn’t it be fine to add a Phoenix?”
After saying that, he followed the team ahead.
After entering Spirit City, Ling Mo kept observing the surroundings.
He noticed many strange figures hiding in shops and street corners.
No need to think—these were the Ghost Gate disciples who had secretly infiltrated.
Ling Mo could recognize them all, but he wouldn’t disturb them to avoid alerting the enemy.
Ling Mo continued observing and found that this hexagonal Spirit City was built around a hill.
On this hill were two extremely prominent buildings.
The one midway up the hill was the grandest; even from this distance, it was clearly visible.
“Sect Master, see it? That grand building is the Pope’s Palace…”
Dugu Bo walked over, his face very gloomy—or rather, he was trying hard to restrain himself.
“That’s the Pope’s Palace? Hmm… indeed magnificent enough.”
Ling Mo murmured softly, his gaze on the building behind it, muttering, “That one behind the Pope’s Palace—is that the legendary Douluo Hall?”
The other building was at the hilltop, much smaller than the Pope’s Palace, about one-third its size.
The structure was somewhat similar, but its facade was jade-white, far less eye-catching than the Pope’s Palace.
Even so, anyone with eyes could see that compared to the Pope’s Palace, the hall behind was Spirit Hall’s most terrifying place.
“That’s right, that… is Douluo Hall, the place only dead Titled Douluo can enter. It can also be called the graveyard of Titled Douluo…
Rumor has it Spirit Hall has one more mysterious hall called the Hall of Worship. I don’t know if it’s real…” Dugu Bo muttered.
He didn’t know much about Spirit Hall. He had come a few times when young, but never had the chance to enter and see, so his knowledge was limited.
“No need to doubt—it really exists!”
Ling Mo said affirmatively. Not only did the Hall of Worship exist, it housed a super big boss, Level 99 Limit Douluo Qian Daoliu.
To outsiders, the Pope’s Palace seemed glorious enough?
In reality, it was all facade. Only with the Hall of Worship’s push could they reach this point.
Dugu Bo didn’t understand why Ling Mo was so certain, but he, who always trusted Ling Mo 100%, wouldn’t question it.
Because Ling Mo had never lied to him; everything he said had been right.
“If the Hall of Worship really exists, then… this will be a bloody battle, Sect Master!
I’m actually a bit excited now. If it really comes to a fight, it’ll be an epic battle…”
Dugu Bo was eager inside. They had brought quite a few people this time.
They had nearly emptied half of Ghost Gate, bringing over a thousand Yin Soldiers and seven Titled Douluo.
Most critically, Ling Mo had the Ghost Lord in hand—that was the real big boss.
Dugu Bo had imagined: if Ling Mo was willing, once the Ghost Lord acted, with one sword, the entire Spirit City would be instantly destroyed.
