Douluo: Dragon King Huo Yuhao Lives Ten Thousand Years Later

Chapter 248 Don’t come over!

In the eyes of the man's soul, Huo Yuhao seemed to have disappeared from the sight of those around him. The surrounding soul masters could not see his existence at all. He was like a ghost, calmly and silently reaping the souls of the Dawn Society members.

Is it another field?
"What exactly do you want to do?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Can't you see? Making use of waste."

Huo Yuhao said calmly.

While the evil spirit master made rapid progress, it was not without its side effects. In the original story, the Dark Blood Demon absorbed the souls of countless people, which increased his strength but also left him with lasting health problems.

Having devoured too many souls, each soul left a subtle trace of consciousness in his mind's sea of ​​consciousness during the absorption process. These residual consciousnesses gradually accumulated, plunging the Dark Blood Demon into extreme agony.

Initially, the situation was manageable, but as the number of residual consciousnesses increased, his mental state began to deteriorate severely, exhibiting symptoms resembling schizophrenia. These hostile consciousnesses tormented him relentlessly, causing his life force to rapidly diminish.

Once the Dark Blood Demon is attacked, the remaining consciousness of the life forms it once devoured will launch an extremely terrifying backlash, and even the Dark Blood Demon's soul will not be spared.

The only way is to break through to the Divine Origin Realm with one's spiritual power, thereby exempting oneself from the influence of those remnants of the soul.

The pills Xingluo consumed also contained remnants of the soul.

After arriving at the Dawn Society base, Huo Yuhao used his mental power to discover that most of the people there had remnants and resentment from their souls.

No doubt about it, he's already consumed the Human Pill, so let's make use of this waste and add some power to his spirit.

After these days of hard work, the three-word battle armor master, Undead, who previously earned a high income, has now been promoted to Title Douluo.

At this point, it can be modified, although it may not necessarily be needed...

Huo Yuhao waved his hand, and all the souls poured into the undead's body. Then, a ball of blue flame appeared in his left hand, which suddenly expanded and covered the undead's entire body. Then, Huo Yuhao's left arm flashed with light, and he sent these flames into the undead's body as well.

In the Sea of ​​Spirit, Tianmeng and Bingdi witnessed this scene and glanced at Xiedi with a subtle, almost imperceptible look.

Evil Emperor: "..."

His expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Although no one could see it through the mask, his displeasure could be felt just by his aura.

However, this is to be expected, since this method of play was one of the core reasons why the Evil Emperor lost to Huo Yuhao back then. Even though he has long accepted the current situation, he would still feel depressed when reminded of it.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm chuckled, her tone cheeky: "Oh dear, Evil Emperor, you haven't been reminded of some unpleasant memories, have you?"

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of? Is that a soul skill you provided?" The Evil Emperor secretly rolled his eyes.

Besides, he only fell into the trap because he wasn't careful back then. If it happened again, he would probably fall into the trap again.

The Evil Emperor thought to himself, somewhat lacking confidence.

After all, using the undead and the dead evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult as bombs is somewhat of a dark and sinister tactic.

……

In the secret base of the Dawn Society, Luo Fei—the highest commander of the base and the strongest of the three Soul Douluos—was pacing back and forth in the conference room with a furious and restless expression.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile... How many times do I have to emphasize this before they truly understand what it means?" Luo Fei muttered to himself through gritted teeth as he paced back and forth. His hands were behind his back, his fingers unconsciously clenching tightly, as if he were trying his best to suppress his inner anger.

"What are you thinking? Taking in survivors from other bases? Is this the time to do something like this? This is a critical period. If Huo Yuhao finds out, if that Amorous Douluo discovers us, or if the Soul-Suppressing Douluo targets us, or even if other Douluo Federation delegations notice our existence... we will all die without a burial place!"

At this moment, a subordinate standing to the side couldn't help but want to remind him:
It was you who suggested taking in survivors from other bases, saying it was a good time to take advantage of the chaos...

However, considering Luo Fei's temper, the subordinate ultimately chose to remain silent. He didn't want to provoke Luo Fei at this time and become the target of his anger.

"Alright, what's done is done. Let's think about how to deal with it." Another Soul Douluo in the base said with a gloomy expression, "If that Huo Yuhao makes a move, we probably won't even have a chance to escape."

These are extraordinary times, and he knows some inside information: Dawn will have to abandon some bases to cooperate with a plan. The higher-ups won't warn or rescue those bases; their location wasn't originally going to be chosen, yet things have turned out this way. But complaining is useless now; they must find a way to survive while their other Soul Douluo companion is directing the stalling efforts.

Just as Luo Fei was about to answer, his soul-guided communicator suddenly rang.

He answered the phone with a frown, but his expression suddenly softened.

"Recently, the various branches of the Dawn Society have suffered some serious losses. The higher-ups have reached their limit and decided to have us retreat to headquarters to regroup. They have also sent strong individuals to meet us. Let's hold on a little longer."

However, the instant he finished speaking—

boom!
The conference room door was suddenly blasted open by an invisible force, and a chilling aura mixed with a dense gray death aura swept in.

All the Soul Masters in the room felt their hair stand on end instantly, their Soul Power erupting instinctively as they looked warily toward the door.

There was no one there.

"Who?!" Luo Fei shouted, his spirit rings lighting up instantly, unleashing the aura of an eight-ringed Soul Douluo without reservation.

"Weren't you just... talking about me?"

A detached voice suddenly rang in Luo Fei's ears, very close.

Luo Fei's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned around abruptly, throwing a punch at the same time!
boom--

His soul power erupted, instantly blasting a huge crater into the floor of the conference room, but his fist missed its mark.

When he turned around, he saw a pair of azure blue eyes.

Those eyes were so cold they seemed to freeze one's soul, and Luo Fei felt his blood run cold. He tried to back away, but found that his body was somehow bound by countless fine, hair-like threads of spiritual energy, rendering him unable to move.

"Huo... Huo Yuhao!" Luo Fei's voice was distorted with fear.

Seeing this, the other Dawn Soul Masters all wanted to rush to their aid, but Huo Yuhao simply raised a finger slightly. In an instant, the entire conference room seemed to freeze, everyone frozen in place, unable to move even their fingers.

Space confinement?

The well-informed Luo Fei instantly recognized this as a technique that even a super Douluo might not be able to master.

Luo Fei was horrified, but he also knew that his life was coming to an end, so he simply let go.

He suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh tinged with madness:

"You think you've won just like that?"

Luo Fei's eyes suddenly turned sinister and ruthless, and a ferocious smile appeared on his lips: "You have no idea how powerful the darkness of Star Luo is. The forces of the Dawn Society have already begun to assemble. Just wait for the revenge from the Dawn Society. Even if I die, my soul will forever watch over you, waiting for you to suffer the same fate as me!"

Xu Chengzhi finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's lips curled up. He glanced at Luo Fei, who had told him this "good news," and decided to say a few more words to the "dead man," which was a rare occurrence for him.

And sometimes, it can be really easy to ruin a man.

Amidst Luo Fei's bewildered gaze, Huo Yuhao slowly stepped forward, surrounded by a misty aura.

"Thinking about it carefully, it's a bit of a waste to destroy the Three-Word Battle Armor, so I've decided to grant your wish and make you the second undead creature in the Underworld. Your soul will also serve as nourishment for its growth..."

As the three-word battle armor master's undead spirit and Huo Yuhao drew ever closer in the Hades Domain, Luo Fei's ferocious expression gradually froze.

I'm not trying to look at you like this, I'm just saying something harsh: don't come any closer!

(End of this chapter)