Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 526 A Contest of Pupil Techniques with Huo Yuhao?! The Spirit Eye Martial Soul Evolves Once Again (Bonus Chapter)
"I'm talking to your mother, who do you think you are to interrupt?"

The sounds of the wind in the heavens and earth, the churning of the sea of ​​blood, and even the faint sound of the flow of soul power seemed to be abruptly cut off by these words at this moment.

The gazes of everyone present instantly froze on Huo Yuhao and the indifferent golden divine eye behind him.

That's incredibly arrogant!

As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu's status was comparable to that of Mu En. He commanded all the evil soul masters in the world, and his fearsome reputation shook the continent.

Huo Yuhao must have exhausted a great deal of his soul power after his battle with the Dark Holy Dragon.

Is he going to disregard his own condition and start a war with the Holy Spirit Cult?!
"Yuhao..."

Watching Huo Yuhao face the two strongest evil soul masters of the era, he still looked at them with a cold and domineering gaze.

Zhang Lexuan, Ma Xiaotao, and Wang Dong couldn't help but feel a slight flutter in their hearts.

Moon sighed deeply.

Huo Yuhao's resolve was even stronger than that of his teacher.

The reason I heard Ye Xishui's sophistry about evil soul masters just now was probably because of his past relationship with Ye Xishui.

Even he felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Huo Yuhao, however, remained clear-headed.

"In the glimpse of the future that Yuhao showed me back then, there was a hint of his own figure."

"Their style of doing things was far less decisive and efficient than it is now."

Moon looked at the white-clad boy in front of him.

"Yuhao... has a good teacher."

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, about the size of a thumb, sat on Li Zhexian's shoulder.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder he was taught by you, Immortal Brother!"

"Yuhao's words have left me bewildered!"

Li Zhexian's smile deepened.

Huo Yuhao's performance pleased him greatly.

He possesses extraordinary cultivation, yet he cannot distinguish right from wrong, and his Daoist heart wavers.

In the end, it's all just a mirage; sooner or later, one's resolve will crumble, and one will find it difficult to achieve great things.

He glanced at Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

Do I sound so young and impetuous?

Tianmeng Bingcan pouted.

"Worse than that!"

Zhongliwu was so angry that he laughed instead.

He looked at the enormous, vertical golden pupil behind Huo Yuhao.

"I've heard you possess twin martial souls, but you've already fought the Grand Elder. Do you still have any strength left?!"

Zhongliwu took a step forward.

boom!
Wow!

The world trembled violently, and the sea of ​​blood below surged even more fiercely.

The blood waves crashed a thousand meters high, and the stench of blood rising into the sky made everything appear blood-red.

Strands of scarlet energy emanated from the boundless sea of ​​blood, continuously converging towards Zhongliwu.

Zhongliwu's aura grew increasingly violent.

behind him.

A humanoid demonic puppet, a thousand meters tall, covered in jagged bone armor, and wielding a gleaming white scythe, materialized.

boom!
Suddenly, two scarlet beams of light shot out from those pitch-black, abyss-like pupils.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!

The configuration of six black and three red spirit rings, while not as extraordinary as Huo Yuhao's spirit rings, is still far superior to the optimal ratio for ordinary spirit masters!
An overwhelming malice surged forth amidst the sea of ​​blood.

Even if they are thousands of meters apart.

But the powerful figures watching the battle also felt a chill run down their spines, and even the circulation of their soul power became difficult.

"The Death God Demon Lord Martial Soul! It is one of the top dark martial souls on the continent!"

"Zhongliwu's combat power is already terrifying, and with the Boundless Blood Sea as his home advantage, he's probably already halfway into the limit realm!"

"Why isn't Huo Yuhao using his Behemoth Martial Soul?! Is he truly exhausted?! Is his Spirit Eye strong enough?!"

"Mr. Mu..."

Elder Xuan looked worried.

Judging from the aura that Zhongli Wu was exuding at this moment, even this Super Douluo felt wary.

"Yuhao just fought Long Xiaoyao..."

Seeing the smile playing on Li Zhexian's lips, Elder Mu shook his head and said calmly:
"Just look at him, Yuhao will be fine."

"Your second martial soul is an eye."

Zhongli Wu's deep voice pierced through the waves of the blood sea, cold and clear.

"Then I will compete with you in eye techniques."

Ye Xishui stood quietly to one side.

The bloodstains reflected off her indifferent, beautiful face.

She had her own judgment:
Having just fought Long Xiaoyao, how much strength does Huo Yuhao still have left? Meanwhile...

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the young man in white.

This person is truly mysterious, like a hidden thorn stuck in her heart.

"If we can force them to make a move, we can find out their true strength."

Zhong Liwu's lips curled into a chilling smile.

The crimson soul power surging around him grew increasingly dense, and the fourth soul ring beneath his feet suddenly shone with a deep black light.

"Fourth Soul Skill - Death Gaze!"

behind him.

The Death God Puppet slowly raised its head.

The friction between the bone plates produced a piercing, clanging sound.

Followed by.

Those scarlet eyes turned into two bottomless black vortexes.

Boom boom!

Boom boom!

The void trembled violently.

A terrifying suction force capable of devouring even souls emanated from the black vortex.

Your gaze is a cage!
Making eye contact is like falling into an abyss!
The many powerful figures watching from afar were shaken by the strange change in the demonic puppet's eyes, their gazes involuntarily captured in that instant—

boom!
My consciousness was jolted violently.

Anyone who made eye contact with it froze instantly.

What followed was the excruciating pain of having one's soul torn apart.

Memories buried deep in my heart surged forth like a burst dam.

Unbearable defeats, regrets for what they themselves created, and the helplessness they felt when their loved ones passed away...

All the past experiences I didn't want to touch were forcibly dragged before my eyes and played back clearly.

"Uh ah ah!"

Screams of agony rose and fell.

Many of the strong staggered and fell to their knees, their faces contorted in pain.

"Those demonic eyes...don't look...run away..."

Even those who watched from afar felt their souls tremble.

And this moment.

Huo Yuhao faced those eyes that seemed to pierce the abyss.

Those dark vortexes transformed the gaze into tangible shackles.

As far as his eyes could see, the void trembled, carrying a terrifying gravitational pull that dragged his soul straight into the depths of his consciousness.

Huo Yuhao had seen the Soul Skill "Death Gaze" in a future episode.

That was me back then.

They suffered a considerable loss from this soul skill.

But these days are different.

"Want to test your eye techniques against me?"

Huo Yuhao's lips curled up, and a vertical pupil slowly appeared between his brows.

This is not the opening of flesh and blood.

Rather, it was the mark of rules etched between his brows.

Deep within those ancient, golden pupils lies the annihilation and birth of a world, calmly reflecting the all-consuming black vortex.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The dazzling light and shadow that flowed from the eye that was hovering behind Huo Yuhao manifested as an ancient tree.

The tree took root in chaos, its canopy supporting the sky.

now.

On each leaf, which appears as if cast in gold, a touch of noble purple subtly spreads out.

The Immortal Brother nourished the Snow Demon Emperor with the body of an ancient tree, causing it to evolve into the Frostfall Behemoth.

The spirit of the ancient tree was then infused into the Eye of Life, elevating its essence.

The Spirit Eye Martial Soul has also reached an unprecedented level.

"perhaps……"

"When it is called..."

Huo Yuhao’s mind moved slightly.

Sensing the ancient golden tree shimmering with purple-gold divine light within his divine eyes, a name naturally surfaced in his spiritual consciousness.

"The Divine Eye of Creation".

(End of this chapter)