The moment the host announced the official start of the match, a heavy, suffocating sense of doom rose in Zhongli Wu's heart.
And as it turned out, the Holy Spirit Cult Leader's intuition was frighteningly accurate.
As an observer, Zhongli Wu could clearly feel that in just a single instant, Tang Ya, the Death God Messenger, Yan Feng, and the others on stage had all fallen into the illusion woven by Huo Yuhao.
What he couldn't accept was the scene in front of him—that lunatic Death God Messenger giggling maniacally while launching a wild assault on Yan Feng and the others nearby.
Yan Feng and the others weren't any better.They retaliated without hesitation, treating their own teammates as if they were members of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy.
From the very first exchange, they unleashed their strongest killing moves, clearly intending to take one another's lives.
Zhongli Wu's vision darkened; his mood sank to rock bottom.
Staring at the chaotic brawl unfolding on stage, Zhongli Wu abruptly stood up, ready to declare surrender on the spot.
There was no point continuing this match.
In truth, from the moment Tang Ya and the Death God Messenger fell into Huo Yuhao's Mirror Image illusion, this battle's outcome had already been decided.The juniors he had placed his hopes on… simply had no chance of defeating Huo Yuhao.
If they continued fighting, only one ending awaited them—
A repeat of Shrek Academy's tragedy from five years ago: a grotesque performance of mutual slaughter in front of tens of thousands of spectators.
In the Holy Spirit Cult's preparation area, Xiehu Douluo Zhang Peng frowned and asked Zhongli Wu in a deep voice:
"Cult Leader, what should we do? Are we surrendering?"
Everyone turned toward Zhongli Wu, wanting to know what decision their leader would make.
Zhongli Wu glared at Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with killing intent—he wanted nothing more than to rush over and cut the boy down right now.
But unlike that brainless fool Xuanzi, Zhongli Wu was perfectly aware of the consequences.So he restrained himself.
Under everyone's gaze, he shook his head slightly.
"There's no need to continue. We concede."
As he spoke, Zhongli Wu sat back down and gave Zhang Peng an encouraging glance, leaving the task of announcing their surrender to him.
The dignified Holy Spirit Cult Leader would never utter the words "we surrender" in front of such a huge audience.
Zhang Peng felt helpless—yet he had no grounds to refuse.
But just as he stood up to declare surrender, a sudden shift on the battlefield made Zhongli Wu immediately raise his hand.
"Wait."
Zhongli Wu's eyes locked onto the arena.
His gaze was fixed on Tang Ya, who was slaughtering wildly across the stage.His brows furrowed, and he sank into deep thought.
Good news: Tang Ya was displaying terrifying power and dominating the battlefield.
Bad news: the ones she was killing were their Holy Spirit Cult members.
He watched as Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass plunged into Yan Feng's body, rapidly devouring his life force and soul power.
Zhongli Wu could clearly sense the strength of their Blue Silver Saintess rising yet again.
To be honest, between the Blue Silver Girl and the Fire Phoenix Girl, the one Zhongli Wu valued more wasn't Ma Xiaotao with her Ultimate Fire.
It was Tang Ya—whose talent wasn't exceptional before becoming an evil soul master, but whose Dark Blue Silver Grass could absorb others' life force and soul power.
Her martial soul's nature allowed her to obtain the greatest improvements in the shortest time, with virtually no side effects.
As long as she didn't absorb wildly and instead waited for each batch of life and soul power to fully digest before hunting again, her mind and foundation would remain unaffected.
And just like what happened when she absorbed Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's life force and soul power, her martial soul and talent had transformed again.
This time, if Tang Ya devoured the Holy Spirit Cult's participants as well, she would benefit tremendously.
Zhongli Wu stopped Zhang Peng because he was wavering—should he take advantage of this opportunity and allow the Death God Messenger, Yan Feng, and the others to become Tang Ya's nourishment?
Zhang Peng and the others also sensed their leader's intentions.
After a brief hesitation, Zhang Peng couldn't help speaking softly:
"Cult Leader, these young participants are already the strongest among our Holy Spirit Cult's younger generation."
"If they all die in this match, it may strengthen the Saintess, but it might not be a good thing for our Cult."
Before Zhongli Wu could respond, Wan Hun Douluo spoke first.
"Zhang Peng, you're thinking too small. The influence of a single top-tier powerhouse far surpasses the value of a few ordinary talents."
"Being allowed to become the Saintess's nourishment is an honor."
Zhang Peng's expression stiffened.He ignored Wan Hun Douluo and looked seriously at Zhongli Wu, wanting to know his true decision.
At that moment, he finally understood—internal power struggles existed everywhere.
Every high-level position was a seat with only one spot.For someone to rise, someone else had to fall.
In the Holy Spirit Cult, where the law of the jungle ruled even more harshly, this atmosphere was inevitable.
Wan Hun Douluo supported letting the young ones die simply because he didn't want to see them rise and threaten his position in the future.
If the Death God Messenger and the others ever became Titled Douluo, they would inevitably shake the existing leadership.
Better to let them die now under a righteous excuse.
After all, the two Saintesses—Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao—were different.The stronger they were, the more benefit they brought to the Holy Spirit Cult.
Zhongli Wu understood Wan Hun Douluo's motives, but he didn't care.
No matter how they fought among themselves, none of it would threaten him, the Cult Leader.Letting them fight was the most efficient management.
And indeed, just as Wan Hun Douluo said—if Tang Ya became a top-tier powerhouse, it wouldn't matter even if all her peers died.
For the rise of the Holy Spirit Cult, sacrifices were expected.
'Then… you children should contribute yourselves. Don't worry—this old man will remember your service.'
In an instant, Zhongli Wu's heart turned cold as steel.
Gazing at Huo Yuhao on the stage, a mocking glint flashed through his eyes.
'We of the Holy Spirit Cult are not Shrek Academy.Trying to provoke me with such petty tricks?How naive.'
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