Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Holy Spirit Church headquarters was heavy and solemn, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

In the center of the hall, the Holy Spirit Leader sat on a throne carved out of white jade. He was dressed in a black robe with intricate patterns embroidered with gold thread, and he exuded an awe-inspiring majesty that kept strangers away.

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was deep in thought, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking at the moment.

"That Bai Zhaoyun finally broke through to the 99th level of Ultimate Douluo. It was obviously with the help of someone!"

An old voice sounded deep in the mind of the Holy Spirit Patriarch, with a hint of solemnity in the tone.

"This shows that there is someone behind him. No wonder he is confident enough to enter the Holy Spirit Church alone. Who do you think it is?"

The owner of this voice is none other than the mysterious old man who resides in the mind of the Holy Spirit Patriarch. His voice is weak and it sounds like he is about to completely disappear.

The Holy Spirit Patriarch slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, "There are only three level 99 Ultimate Douluo on the Douluo Continent today, the one in the Spirit Pagoda, the one active in the Star Dou Great Forest and the Slaughter City, and the previous generation of the Holy Spirit Hall."

He paused, with a hint of doubt in his tone, "But, in the end, the person Bai Zhaoyun borrowed power from was indeed... not any of these three."

"That power..." The Holy Spirit Cult leader frowned slightly, as if recalling something, "It should be the power of space. Could it be that someone on this continent has awakened a space-type martial spirit? And quietly advanced to the 99th level of Ultimate Douluo?"

The old man was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling something carefully. After a moment, his voice sounded again, with a hint of solemnity in his tone, "In fact, I felt a trace of divine power. Although it is different from the divine power of the Douluo God Realm, the power of faith is indeed real."

"I guess that behind him, there might be a destitute god, whose condition might be the same as mine, not in his prime."

The old man said slowly, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Hmm? That's going to be tricky."

The Holy Spirit Cult leader frowned, obviously realizing the seriousness of the matter. "I never thought that guy actually had the support of a god behind him."

However, he quickly regained his composure, and even curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "But, this is also good, it will be more interesting this way."

"You cannot resist the power of the gods now." The old man said in a heavy tone.

"Everyone who can break through the gods is a child of destiny born among billions of people. Especially those gods who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, no one knows what kind of trump cards they have kept."

"Xiao Hai, let me out. I can help you deal with that god."

The old man said hurriedly, "I am willing to accept your soul control method, as long as you can leave a remnant of my soul so that I can have a chance to reincarnate."

"Humph, this is your real purpose!"

The Holy Spirit Cult leader sneered, obviously sneering at the old man's words.

"Let's not talk about whether that god exists or not. Even if it does, do you really think that this is all my strength today? Do you really think I don't have the power to kill gods?"

"What? This is impossible..."

The old man exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief, "You haven't used your true strength today? Then how much strength did you use?"

"Hmph... I can tell you that I only used 10% of my strength today."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch spoke indifferently, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"In fact, after devouring 9% of your soul essence, I already had the strength to break through to the God Realm. I just don't want to become the lowest level new god after the breakthrough. Over the years, I have been accumulating foundation. When I break through, I will at least be at the level of a priest."

"Impossible. My soul essence has long been exhausted. At most, I can only support you to upgrade the two martial souls to the god level. There is no way I can have any extra power to support you to break through and become a god."

The old man spoke excitedly, as if he had heard something incredible. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a trembling voice, "You...you also devoured other gods?"

Holy Spirit Leader: “Hahahahaha…”

The old man's cloudy eyes sparkled with hope, and he asked anxiously, "Xiao Hai, tell me quickly, which god did you devour? Was he sent by the Douluo God Realm to search the Douluo World? Is there any way in his memory to return to the Douluo God Realm?"

The Holy Spirit Cult Leader looked at the old man's anxious expression, a playful smile appeared on his lips, and he said slowly, "Want to know? Beg me, if you beg me, I will tell you."

A trace of struggle flashed in the old man's eyes, but the desire to return to Douluo God Realm eventually defeated his self-esteem. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Hai, I beg you, I have been in Douluo Continent for countless years, and I have been looking for a way back all the time. Please tell me... okay?"

Seeing his once arrogant master now begging him humbly, the Holy Spirit Cult Master felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart. He looked at the old man with a complicated expression and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, there will be a day when you will beg me for help! However, you'd better give up that idea. That is not the god of Douluo God Realm."

The old man's hope seemed to be extinguished by a bucket of cold water. He was stunned and muttered to himself: "If it's not a god from the Douluo God Realm? Then who could it be?"

The Holy Spirit Cult leader restrained his smile and his tone became deeper: "It was a god from the dead plane. A few years ago, he actually broke through the seal and entered the Undead Abyss."

He paused, as if recalling the scene at that time, "At that time, I was practicing the Devouring Power in the Undead Abyss, and happened to encounter him who was seriously injured, so I devoured him without hesitation."

"The God of the Undead Plane? How could he appear in Douluo Continent?" The old man was even more confused.

The Holy Spirit Cult leader sneered: "Who knows? Maybe he wants to occupy Douluo Continent, or maybe he has other purposes, but these are not important. What's important is that he is dead and was swallowed by me."

He said proudly, "In fact, from this perspective, I am actually the savior of the entire Douluo Continent. If it weren't for me, when that god regained his strength, the entire Douluo Continent would be completely swallowed up by the Dead Plane."

"Swallow..." The old man muttered to himself, and some horrible scenes appeared in his mind. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of fear, "Could it be... Is the Douluo God Realm really destroyed?"

The Holy Spirit Cult leader frowned and said, "What happened back then? Why did you say that the Douluo God Realm would be destroyed?"

The old man was silent for a moment, as if he was lost in distant memories. His eyes became confused and sad. "I don't know the details, but one day, a huge black hole appeared near the void of Douluo God Realm. A fierce battle broke out in the black hole. The aftermath of the battle was so frightening that even the gods were terrified."

"Finally, for some unknown reason, the black hole exploded. A force so powerful that it suffocated all the gods spread out from the black hole, and all the small and medium-sized worlds nearby that were affected were swallowed up."

The old man closed his eyes in pain, as if he didn't want to recall that terrible experience. "Then there was turbulence in time and space, space storms, and all kinds of world-destroying forces sweeping across the entire chaotic space. I still can't forget that horrific scene."

"At that time, I saw with my own eyes the turbulence of time and space. The space storm completely swept the Douluo God Realm into it and disappeared without a trace..."

The old man took a deep breath, his tone filled with fear, "And I was lucky enough to be swept away from the Douluo God Realm by the space storm. I was severely injured and I was terrified. I finally realized that the gods are so weak and powerless."

"I tried desperately to escape and get away from it, but in the end, I was still affected. When I woke up again, I found that I was near Douluo World. The injuries on my body were also left from that time."

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. "After countless years of healing, I found that I was still unable to heal the injuries caused by the space storm. Moreover, my strength dropped from the third-level god at the beginning to the priest and new god, and finally I could only barely reach the level of Titled Douluo."

He looked at the Holy Spirit Master, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, "And the attack you gave me back then caused my strength to drop to level 31. Alas..."

As the Holy Spirit leader listened to the old man's story, words such as "black hole", "time and space turbulence", and "space storm" kept echoing in his mind. His eyes became deep, and he muttered to himself thoughtfully: "Is this the secret of the disappearance of the Douluo God Realm?"