Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 218 Research
On a high ground in the undead demiplane.

"...Why am I still alive?"

When Zhang Peng regained consciousness, his first reaction was to stare blankly at his still-living body.

His memory ended with the waves that the sea princess poured out with all her might.

In that instant, Zhang Peng felt as if his already torn spiritual sea had burst open like an egg, the crisscrossing cracks almost shattering his sea of ​​consciousness into pieces.

Given this level of trauma, normally he would have been unconscious for at least several days and nights before he could open his eyes with almost all his mental energy depleted.

But now...

He was in his prime, with even his soul power fully restored. Apart from his sea of ​​consciousness being inexplicably dark, he was almost in the same condition as at his peak.

What happened while I was unconscious?

Zhang Peng stood up, only to find himself in a vast, desolate place. The endless plains were dotted with nothing but rocky hills and cliffs, and the only other things that could be seen were randomly wandering skeletons.

only.

These guys are quite different from the spirits Zhang Peng encountered at the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.

Although they also exuded a deathly aura unique to the undead, they did not have that almost rotten stench. Instead, a pale blue membrane grew on the surface of their bones.

Perhaps for this reason, these spirits not only possess a vibrant vitality, but also carry a more powerful and potent energy fluctuation.

Even the lowest-ranking being among them possesses an aura comparable to that of the Fifth Realm.

"Life force can actually appear in the dead?"

Zhang Peng tapped his somewhat confused head, unable to tell whether he was crazy or the world was crazy, that something so illogical could happen.

"Gala..."

With a tentative mindset, he reached out and grabbed a skeleton, and immediately felt an inappropriate struggle, as if the thing he was holding from afar was a living being with a slight will.

"The membrane will increase the skeleton's defense and enhance its own attributes..."

After roughly disassembling the skeleton in his hands, Zhang Peng roughly understood the function of this light membrane and also discovered that the undead he had tormented to the point of being ruined would float out soul fire and return to the ground to reshape their bodies.

In the instant he witnessed this scene, he suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility and reached out to touch his own neck.

A scene of coldness and silence.

'I...have become an undead?'

Zhang Peng sat there, somewhat lost and bewildered, staring blankly at the sea of ​​wandering spirits: "Is this... the world of the dead?"

The first thought that flashed through his mind was resentment.

To assist the Sun and Moon Empire in unifying the continent and eventually becoming the state religion, and to change the world under the guidance of the chosen holy son and daughter—this is the vision that the Holy Spirit Church has drawn for people like them.

Ultimately, I won't see that day come...

Zhang Peng sighed inwardly, but suddenly a special feeling welled up from the depths of his soul, and he subconsciously looked towards the brightly lit valley in the distance.

Angel?

Upon recognizing that attribute power, Zhang Peng's expression changed instantly. He attempted to summon his martial soul, but quickly abandoned the idea.

He's a ghost now, how could he possibly activate a spirit possession ability...?

"what?"

To Zhang Peng's utter astonishment, a phantom of a scorpion tiger shrouded in black mist appeared beside him and then awkwardly initiated a fusion.

What exactly is going on!

"--So it seems my previous guess was correct." Old Yi casually made a note on the scroll: "The martial spirit itself is related to the soul, bloodline, and soul power. As long as these aspects are perfectly inherited from the original body, even if it is transformed into an undead, there will still be some martial spirit power remaining."

"It's so complicated..."

Huo Yuhao, who was carefully observing the crystal ball, stroked his chin, and then paused when his gaze swept over the golden valley.

Judging by the time, it seems he hasn't paid attention to the angels sent to the necromantic realm for two weeks.

At first, he thought that Elder Yi had some other plan, which was why he hadn't appeared in the tower, but now it seemed that these two angels had simply gone wild...

"Teachers? They're here—"

Huo Yuhao tapped the crystal ball, momentarily speechless.

"Oh~ you asked them..."

Old Yi, who was casting spells on a pile of evil soul masters' corpses, suddenly looked up and said in a relaxed tone: "Actually, you don't need to worry too much. With the life wave washing over it and the fortune of that tortoise covering it, the rules of the demiplane have been improved and can support the survival of those two."

Besides these, the Shadow Serpent Clan that Huo Yuhao brought in all at once, as well as the mermaids who stayed for a few hours, also brought about a transformation to the demiplane.

After all, the origin of life is the foundation for building a complete world. Even if only a few living things appear here, the rules of the demiplane can be perfected.

'Unfortunately, building worlds wasn't the path I chose.'

Old Yi sighed inwardly and turned his attention back to the formation in front of him.

Now, the mermaid clan has long since returned to the outside world, and under Princess Liya's leadership, they are handling the aftermath. The realm of the dead has also fallen silent.

Aside from the shadowy snakes that occasionally dart in and out of the shadows in the corners of the walls, the only other people inside the tower were the master and apprentice, who chatted idly.

"All right…"

Finally, after working for hours, Old Yi let out a long breath and stepped back to Huo Yuhao's side to examine the masterpiece before him.

Apart from Zhang Peng, the other eighteen evil soul masters had also been strengthened by the Holy Spirit Cult's secret techniques, and in addition to the blood energy that had not dissipated for a long time, they also had residual soul beast power in their bodies.

In order to preserve these chaotic powers as much as possible, Elder Yi temporarily set up a magic circle that resembled a Holy Spirit altar and threw all those evil spirit masters into it.

"The next steps will require the help of your spirits."

Old Yi observed the lingering beast spirits growing within the magic circle: "The power of those beast spirits is mixed and violent. Only those ferocious beasts can subdue and guide them."

"Teacher, what are you going to do?"

Huo Yuhao tapped his forehead and summoned his spirit body. The Eye of Destiny between his brows had already opened naturally under the stimulation of the magic array's aura, clearly sensing some extremely dangerous fluctuations.

“One of them has a very obvious bloodline power. I hope to use this power through the one-way sacrifice of the others. If we can successfully generate undead, it will be easier to study them in the future.”

Old Yi spoke casually, saying that creating a new undead race was not a problem for him at all.

"Pfft~"

As soon as the words were spoken, a cloud of black mist surged from the magic circle, and the chaotic remnants of beast spirits merged into it under the restraint of the major soul spirits. Finally, it carried the corpses, which had been disintegrated into pure energy, into the body of a Soul Douluo.

Immediately following was the sound of tearing cloth.

A four-winged monster with purplish-black feathers tore apart the corpse with a terrifying aura. Its three sharp claws, gleaming with cold light, supported its body and slowly rose into the air, emanating a strong sense of resentment and death.

"Teacher...this isn't right, is it?"

Huo Yuhao's eyebrows twitched. He had a feeling that this thing in front of him seemed to have grown with the beast spirit as its core, and the bloodline was at most an auxiliary factor.

"The experiment failed."

Old Yi shrugged indifferently: "But it's not a complete failure. At least it proves that the power of bloodline can indeed be utilized."

(End of this chapter)