Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao's world, I start by becoming Yao Lao's app

"Damn it! He must have planned this all along, but what kind of storage soul tool did he use? Is he carrying a bottomless pit with him?!" Xu Guozhong's face was so ugly it looked like it was about to drip water.

The further he went in, the uglier his expression became. The losses were far greater than he had anticipated, and could no longer be measured in monetary terms.

Especially the rare metals were completely looted. For example, the warehouse contained less than a ton of diamond-grade gold, and not even a trace of it was left!

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The door to the third floor has also been opened!" A subordinate's voice came from afar.

Xu Guozhong felt a sudden darkness engulf him, nearly fainting. The door to the third floor had been opened too? An ominous premonition quickly rose in his heart.

Soon, Xu Guozhong led his subordinates to the gate leading to the third floor.

The breach marks were exactly the same as those on the second floor door; the sturdy door had been reduced to ashes.

"Go check, search carefully, and see if there's any damage to the third floor."

Soon, the trembling voices of his subordinates came through.

"Your Highness, all the soul-guided energy storage devices, level-five and above soul-guided cannonballs, and rare metals refined to the highest level (thousand-fold or higher) have all disappeared."

"Wow!"

Xu Guozhong coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly. That's too ruthless! That bastard Li Zhong is too ruthless!

Unexpectedly

However, at this moment, his gaze suddenly flashed and he looked at the metal wall on the third floor.

On the silver-white metal wall were six large, blood-red characters, seemingly carrying a hint of mockery.

"Call me Chicken Leg Hero! -- Shrek Academy"

The venue for the Soul Master Competition.

Huo Yuhao accepted all the rewards without hesitation, which was one of his main objectives in participating in the competition.

"Thank you, Alliance Leader Nangong. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now." Huo Yuhao then lifted his foot to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ye Xishui raised her hand to block Huo Yuhao's path.

Huo Yuhao said calmly, "What? I helped you win the match, so you won't let me leave?"

Ye Xishui said, "Of course not, we just have something we want to discuss with you. Judging from your abilities, you're a demonic soul master, right?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head: "What's it to you?"

Ye Xishui showed no emotional change despite Huo Yuhao's cold and hard attitude, and said calmly, "Of course it's related, because we are the same kind."

As she spoke, a terrifying aura instantly rose from her.

She clasped her hands together, and a huge crimson light appeared behind her. This crimson light was actually humanoid, but it had twelve pairs of crimson wings.

This is Ye Xishui's martial soul, Blood Soul Demon Puppet!

The six black and three red soul rings emitted powerful soul energy fluctuations. The four elders behind her had already stepped back a few steps, their faces full of respect.

Ye Xishui's voice remained gentle: "You see, we are the same kind of people. Although I can't quite figure out what your evil martial soul is, by joining us, you will have everything."

Her voice seemed to possess a strange charm that could subdue people without them even realizing it.

"You can wield the abilities of an evil soul master with the power of light; I particularly admire your summoning-like soul techniques. You are the holy son our sect has been searching for. With your arrival, our sect will flourish. Join our sect, and you will become the future ruler of this world."

It should be noted that the audience had not yet all left, and those ordinary people who had not yet left were all turned into blood-red statues, unable to move, under the crimson light of the sky.

Above them, it seemed as if twisted souls were struggling in terror.

Just then, an old voice suddenly rang out beside Ye Xishui: "Since you're all here, stop hiding and come out."

A figure hovered proudly in the air. A long black robe fluttered gently in the night breeze.

He stood there, seemingly floating on the void, as if he had stood there proudly since time immemorial.

His face was expressionless, yet his aged features held an indescribable pride, as if the sky were his alone, and the earth should submit to him.

"When did the Dragon Emperor Douluo become someone's lackey, guarding their home? Human nature has truly deteriorated!"

A bold voice rang out. The sky seemed to suddenly split open, and a thick, dark green cloud appeared across the sky. The green cloud unfolded, and a figure walked out from it.

That's right, the one floating in the air above is none other than Ye Xishui's number one simp, the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, also known as the Dark Holy Dragon.

At this moment, the one who stepped out of the green mist was the Sect Master of the Body Sect, the Body Douluo Du Busi, who had also advanced to the level 99 Limit Douluo.

Looking at the green-haired Poison Undying, Long Xiaoyao snorted coldly and said, "Your brother was seriously injured by Mu En back then. If you also want to stay here today and sever your lineage, then I will grant your wish."

Poison Immortal narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Long Xiaoyao, stop acting like an old man. If I remember correctly, you were originally from the Heavenly Soul Empire. Now you've not only fallen to the point of joining an evil soul master sect, but you've also become a lackey of the Sun Moon Empire. This sect master despises you."

Long Xiaoyao shook his head and said calmly, "Considering you helped the Heavenly Soul Empire, I'll spare your life today. Enough with the nonsense. You should understand the rules for Title Douluos. When it comes to worldly disputes, let's talk in the heavens."

"Hmph, I've already reached the Limit Douluo realm, don't try to act tough in front of me." Poisonous Undying rubbed his bald head and said loudly. "What Dark Holy Dragon? Even if you're an accomplice to a tyrant, you'll still meet your end!"

"Xuanzi, come out too! If I don't die from this poison today, I'll deal with you all!"

In the world of Soul Masters, there is an unwritten rule: whenever a Title Douluo-level powerhouse gets involved in worldly conflicts, the sky is their battlefield to prevent widespread bloodshed.

Only the victor has the right to attack anyone below the Title Douluo level on the opposing side. As long as the opposing side still has one Title Douluo who has not been defeated, these Title Douluo-level experts cannot participate in mortal battles.

This rule was a divine decree left behind by Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, after he ascended to the God Realm ten thousand years ago. Although no country has such a law, all Title Douluos, regardless of which side they belong to, obey it.

War inflicts the greatest harm on civilians, and when a powerful figure like a Title Douluo goes all out, slaughtering an entire city is not a difficult task.

With this restriction in place, casualties have been greatly reduced in wars over the past ten thousand years. The rules proposed by Long Xiaoyao originated from this.

Neither he, the Limit Douluo, nor the original sect master, would die and would break the rules. Ten thousand years later, no one knows how much effect Tang San's divine decree still has.

However, they were all well aware that if they broke the rules and the other party followed suit, then the entire continent would likely be plunged into chaos and death.

Therefore, whatever their purpose, they could only place the battlefield in the sky.

Upon hearing Du Bu Si's words, one of the people beside Ye Xi Shui strode forward and also ascended into the sky.

"You old poisoner, I've had my hated you for a long time. This time, I'm going to settle the score!"

The old man's face suddenly appeared from under his hood, and nine blood-red soul rings, exuding a misty aura of blood, slowly coiled around his body. (End of this chapter)