Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 175 Heart
"These guys are really something else... Their amplification methods are endless, no wonder they can fight beyond their level."

Huo Yuhao leaned back, chatting casually with the two people sprawled on the ground: "What do you guys think?"

"... "

Yu Mengdi had been completely drained of her soul power and could only lie there, pale and half-conscious. It would probably take her several hours to recover.

"I think?"

Ye Guyi, her eyes blazing with anger, was panting heavily and had no intention of responding: "I think we're all going to die! What about your so-called solution?"

"Okay~"

Looking at the energetic Ye Guyi and then at the rapidly approaching evil soul master, Huo Yuhao smiled helplessly: "I'll think of a way now."

As he spoke, he unleashed a mental burning domain amidst Ye Guyi's murderous glare, gently lulling her to sleep.

no way.

Huo Yuhao thought that the previous clash would completely exhaust the two women's soul power and cause them to lose consciousness.

Who knew that Ye could withstand the overdraft of soul power by relying on his higher level and the quality of his martial soul, and had been holding on with full energy until now, no matter how long he waited, he was still staring wide-eyed.

The strength of one's martial spirit can change one's destiny; this is no exaggeration.

"Game over."

Zhongli Tian slithered over, his gaze coldly fixed on the three defenseless individuals.

"Yeah...game over."

Huo Yuhao nodded weakly, but the sound came not from him, but from a huge phantom that quietly appeared above his head.

"what?"

Zhong Litian's pupils suddenly dilated, and he abruptly looked up at the sky.

"Jie Jie~"

The illusory image projected by Tianmeng then let out a sinister laugh, the sneer in its eyes still impossible to hide: "Your father!"

Under his control, Huo Yuhao's martial soul instantly switched back to the Spirit Eye.

The first, shimmering white spirit ring emitted golden light, unleashing nine golden ring shadows that allowed its sealed primal power to be released freely:
"Now, the curtain rises!"

The colossal creature, hundreds of meters tall, straightened itself and opened its arms to the sky. A golden halo, stretching out from a semi-transparent membrane, rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire basin.

"No! I fell into a trap!"

Looking at the eerie membrane above their heads that isolated the air from the outside world, the three brothers' expressions changed instantly, but it was too late.

A snow-white figure appeared behind Huo Yuhao, emanating a circle of clear, cold light, and a terrifying chill instantly filled the entire basin.

"Extracting souls, draining power, and crafting puppets. What a disgusting bunch of ruthless bastards."

The Snow Empress's cold gaze swept over the three transformed beasts, finally settling on Zhong Litian with murderous intent: "Now—your days of committing countless evils are over!"

"you you…"

Feeling the suffocating, chilling pressure, Zhong Litian pointed at the Snow Emperor suspended in mid-air as if he had seen a ghost, stammering for a long time, unable to utter a single coherent word.

In order to gather a large number of beast spirits, they naturally went to the far north and saw those ice-attribute and even extreme attribute soul beasts from afar.

No matter how hard he searched through his memories, he couldn't find a soul beast whose aura was so powerful, so cold and ethereal.

On the entire Douluo Continent, only…

"You are--"

Zhong Litian had just opened his mouth when he was too late to say anything more. A simple and unadorned strike.

With a single, effortless palm strike from Xue Di, devoid of any soul power fluctuation, Zhong Litian and his two brothers were instantly turned into ice sculptures, their lives extinguished.

Although she is far from her peak condition now, she is not someone that a few lowly henchmen with only eight rings can easily take advantage of.

……

"These three evil soul masters really know how to pick their beast spirits; not one of them has an ordinary bloodline."

Huo Yuhao struggled to sit up, examining the remaining crimson beast spirit in his cane, finally fixing his gaze on a crimson-gold lion that was thirty to forty thousand years old: "This aura... is much stronger than that fifty-thousand-year-old Evil Eye!"

If his estimation is correct, this thing's combat power in its lifetime had already reached the level of a Title Douluo, yet it was managed to be captured as a beast spirit by three eight-ring cultivators?

"interesting."

Xue Di glanced at the soul beast whose entire body shimmered with golden light, and a rare look appeared in her eyes: "This kind of soul beast is the Golden Bloodline I told you about. Not only are they powerful, but they also have more opportunities to evolve."

"These three guys collected this beast spirit, probably with the intention of using it to further enhance their strength. After all, these spirits can also bring them some feedback as they improve."

That's it.

Huo Yuhao pondered, "In that case, wouldn't all the evil soul masters on Douluo Continent reap all the benefits?"

After a martial soul is corrupted, it is almost always a form of enhancement, making it easier to break through realms and allowing for faster cultivation. Furthermore, it can enhance the power of soul rings through various means, resulting in a significant boost in combat strength.

Aside from their two harmful effects of causing chaos and destruction to living beings, evil soul masters seem to be a superior existence to soul masters.

"Who knows?"

Xue Di patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder, helping him to regulate the flow of soul power within his body: "However, no matter how many unorthodox methods these guys use, they can't possibly defeat all the soul masters—after all, we still have you, the prodigy, to uphold the status quo, right?"

"…Um."

Huo Yuhao shifted his body somewhat uncomfortably, and when he suddenly heard Xue Di telling a lame joke, he really felt a bit frozen to the bone.

"Should we wake Old Yi up and take a look?"

Tianmeng rolled up the silkworm molt and swallowed it into the spirit body, carefully nurturing it: "Three beings close to the ninth ring, and a bunch of beast spirits of considerable quality, the energy generated from purifying these things should be enough to replenish his losses."

"That's true~"

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, then controlled his spirit body to fly towards the sky above the Sea of ​​Spirit, only to find that Elder Yi had already returned to human form and was sitting quietly in the air currents waiting.

"Teacher? You...were waiting for me?"

The moment Huo Yuhao stepped into the gray mist, he froze, instinctively sensing that what was about to happen was not a good thing.

"That's it."

Perhaps it was because of that spontaneous "teacher" that the old man's smile deepened slightly, his eyes gleaming with golden light: "Originally, I was going to ask you to wait a while longer. But now it seems we'll be successful soon."

'Varied…'

Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean by this?"

“As you know, I’m standing at the threshold of godhood just like that insect. What he can do, I can do too. Moreover, my divine consciousness is constantly being worn down. Although I can still barely survive for about two hundred years, the time I can maintain my power is running out.”

As Huo Yuhao's eyes began to tremble, Elder Yi rose to his feet: "I want to leave you a gift before that, a gift that will bring you the blessing of light, and also a gift that will carry my unique power."

He gently tapped his chest, and a heart gleaming with a gray light slowly beat within him, golden light surging throughout his body like blood with each beat:

"Now that I have obtained that purifying power, I can completely solidify it. After I initiate the ritual following the sacrificial process of your world, it will become your third martial soul."

(End of this chapter)