Douluo: Dragon King Huo Yuhao Lives Ten Thousand Years Later

Chapter 149 The God of Nirvana, the Pit Digged by the Golden Dragon King

Without saying a word, a gray mist began to spread around Huo Yuhao, and a layer of silver-white armor appeared on his body.

The armor's lines were as sharp as ice crystals, with dark blue soul-guided patterns inlaid at the joints, and a misty gray halo flowing around the eyes of the helmet.

Under the armor, Huo Yuhao's aura had risen several levels.

"I don't believe it. You're just a Soul King. So what if you're a Battle Armor Master? Since you've come before me, then come with me!"

The evil soul master, his face contorted in a ferocious grin, suddenly lunged forward, his five fingers forming claws, his blood-red soul power condensing into sharp blades, aiming straight for Huo Yuhao's throat!

Even with the enhancement of battle armor, a Soul King comparable to a Soul Saint could never withstand her attack.

However, just as her sharp claws were about to touch Huo Yuhao's throat—

"Buzz!"

Five black spirit rings rose beneath Huo Yuhao, and the gray mist in his eyes suddenly boiled, as if the abyss had been awakened. A chilling aura that made one's soul tremble instantly enveloped the entire area.

Behind him, a huge vertical eye phantom silently appeared. Just by being stared at, the evil soul master felt as if his soul was locked by some kind of existence, and even his thoughts froze for a moment.

"Second awakening of the original martial soul?!"

The second awakening of the main body's martial soul not only elevates the quality of the martial soul, but also serves as an amplification state, which can increase the strength of the soul master by 100% or even across ranks.

The evil spirit master frowned slightly, before she could react—

laugh!
A five-meter-long, dark green beam of light shot out from the vertical eye that had suddenly appeared on Huo Yuhao's forehead. The light was not dazzling, but it contained terrifying energy that slightly distorted space itself, and wherever it passed, the blood-red claws were pierced in the blink of an eye.

Light of Destruction!

"...I underestimated you." The evil soul master's pupils contracted, and he transformed into a streak of blood light and fled, dodging the attack. With a clench of his right hand, a slender, blood-red longsword materialized out of thin air.

Blood Prison with a Thousand Eyes!
With a chilling murmur, countless scarlet points of light suddenly appeared in the sky, centered on the evil soul master. At first, they were just scattered dots, but in an instant, they expanded and enlarged—thousands upon thousands of cold, blood-red eyes, densely covering the sky, each gleaming with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

Thousands of crimson spears shot out from those ferocious blood-red eyes, weaving into a deathly net that blotted out the sky. The scarlet light dyed the entire world crimson, and the violent blood energy formed waves that poured down on Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao took a step forward, and a curtain of stars blocked most of the blood spears in front of him. With a flash, he was already in front of the evil soul master.

In an instant, centered on him, the gray mist spread wildly like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the blood-red soul power was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound, and was actually swallowed up and disintegrated.

The evil spirit master noticed that his soul power and spiritual power were draining away at a certain rate, and his heart sank.

A domain that erodes spiritual and soul power?
This kid's talent and strength... seem to have exceeded her expectations.

Fortunately, at least it wasn't the Limit Douluo disguised as a Soul King that she had initially thought...

Even if she lost her battle armor and her cultivation level temporarily dropped to around level ninety, with her Super Douluo combat experience, physical qualities, mental strength, and soul power, she was still unmatched by her opponent.

The Blood-Eyed Evil Soul Master secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and while dealing with the attacks, he said in a deep voice:

"What's the use of staying in the Federation? Even if you are exceptionally talented, you'll just be a pile of dust in three hundred years. Surrender and join us! The Holy Church is the best soil for your growth!"

"..."

Huo Yuhao remained silent, but as his attacks became increasingly fierce, he mixed his bloodline power into his necromantic aura, influencing his opponent.

"Hmph," the evil spirit master felt increasingly irritated, let out a cold snort, and his eyes flashed with bloodlust, "You don't know what's good for you!"

She bit her tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the crimson longsword. The sword instantly erupted with a blinding crimson light, the patterns on its blade pulsating like veins, and a fierce aura swept out.

"Blood Prison - Devouring Ten Thousand Souls!"

The evil spirit master pointed his sword to the sky, and countless vengeful spirits surged from the blade, their mournful howls echoing through the heavens. These vengeful spirits transformed into hideous ghost faces, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Huo Yuhao, their presence corroding the very air with a hissing sound.

A dazzling golden light shot out from Huo Yuhao's eyes. — Soul Impact!
The golden light collided with the vengeful spirits, unleashing a deafening roar, and a storm swept around, lingering for a long time.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had been able to contend with him for so long with his "weak" soul power, the evil soul master frowned slightly. After observing carefully for a moment, an unbelievable idea arose in his mind.

A soul core?! He has a soul core?!

She was originally a Super Douluo. Even if her cultivation level dropped to level 90, her soul cores did not disappear. She had two soul cores, while Huo Yuhao was only a Soul King!

The two had vastly different soul power levels. If he hadn't absorbed the external spiritual energy through his soul core, his soul power should have been exhausted long ago!
The Soul King condensing a Soul Core... Does this actually exist in history?
A flicker of shock flashed in the evil soul master's blood-red eyes, which then turned into greed. His blood-red robes fluttered in the surging soul power, and he paid no attention to his deteriorating condition. "I never thought that a mere Soul King could condense a soul core... Huo Yuhao, you are more valuable than I imagined!"

"What use is a strong Federation? Does it have any true god-level beings? Our Holy Church does. Become our Holy Son, and you will be the next god, immortal, and overlooking the continent!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "Elder Yi, that's enough, let's change people."

The gray mist in his eyes suddenly boiled, as if a forbidden gate had been opened.

The evil spirit master met those eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of threat, his heart filled with extreme horror.

what is this?
Before she could react, she felt her thoughts suddenly freeze—as if the whole world had been put on pause.

Necromancy - Soulfire!
With this evil spirit master so exhausted, there's no way he could withstand Elder Yi's magic.

"Huo Yuhao" looked at the evil soul master he was controlling and asked in a low voice:
Tell me everything about your purpose and the deities of the Holy Spirit Cult!

"The purpose is..."

The evil spirit master's expression went blank, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his whole body trembled violently, as if he were about to explode.

Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed, realizing that someone had placed a curse on her soul and the origin of her martial spirit. He couldn't reveal this information, so he decisively used necromancy to suppress her soul.

The evil spirit master then regained some composure and began to answer:
"Our goal is to find the seeds of those who will become the strongest, and also to collect fragments of divine power..."

"As for the deity of my sect, all I know is that he is a divine consciousness from the realm of gods, whose physical body was reshaped by the sect leader using a blood curse, and he is currently undergoing nirvana..."

“However, no one knows if we can truly control the other party after their successful Nirvana. After all, they are a true god, so we need to balance their existence. Huo Yuhao seems to me as someone with that possibility, which is why I am so excited…”

At first, even when they heard about the fragments of the divine spark, Tianmeng and the other spirits were able to remain calm. But when they heard about the divine consciousness, their expressions changed.

"Holy crap, divine consciousness?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's pupils dilated in shock. "Wait, these things can fall down too?"

"What's so surprising?"

The Evil Emperor snapped out of his daze and sneered, "Don't just think about the benefits. Even divine artifacts and fragments of divine essence have fallen down. So what if he has divine consciousness? Besides, he might not have even fallen down. He might have run down on his own because he was too afraid to fight the Golden Dragon King."

Huo Yuhao remained calm, saying, "As expected."

Just as the Evil Emperor said, if there are divine artifacts and fragments of divine essence, what's so strange about divine consciousness falling into the Douluo Continent?

Old Jin was alone; he couldn't possibly confirm the state of each deity when he killed them, nor did he have the time or inclination.

Moreover, on a battlefield where gods are being slaughtered in a frenzy, countless gods with different thoughts could make any kind of decision.

Escaping the realm of gods, finding a way to transfer one's divine consciousness to the lower realm, or transferring one's divine consciousness into a divine artifact... are not impossible.

When people are driven to despair, they will struggle. You can't expect all the gods to fight to the death for the sake of the divine realm and Old Jin, can you?
Blessings depend on disasters, and misfortunes depend on blessings.

When the divine realm suffers a calamity, it's impossible for him to receive only benefits. When Lao Jin kills a deity, it's not for the benefit of the lower realm.

Old Jin was only responsible for killing; he brought benefits to the lower realm, but he also dug pits for it.

Clearly, the Holy Spirit Cult of this era is one of the many pitfalls dug by Old Jin...

(End of this chapter)