Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

"Let me introduce you. This is Ye Guyi, a child from the lineage of angels." Jin Shoucheng patted Ye Guyi's head and introduced him to the group.

"The Angel Clan?" Cao Zangxin asked in confusion.

Everyone gasped in shock. They hadn't expected that there were still members of the Angel race in the world. With Qian Renxue and Ge Cide as examples, they hadn't been wiped out.

"Yes, since the time of Götterdämmerung eight thousand years ago, the bloodline of angels has become thin. We have waited a hundred years for a new angel to be born," Kim Soo-sung said sadly.

Over the course of ten thousand years, the bloodline of the Angel Thousand Family has become extremely diluted, whether by human intervention or unintentional.

Some people have even broken away from the Spirit Hall's faith, such as the angel born a hundred years ago, the Healing Angel Spirit owner, the Healing Immortal Douluo Wang Xian'er.

"Wow, these unique Dao marks... This girl is truly an angel, she's definitely different from other people." Benjamin exclaimed excitedly.

"Hey, Lao Sun, where are you going?" Tianmeng Bingcan, who was still trying to persuade Hyotei with his words, asked in confusion.

He saw Benjamin burst out of the sea of ​​consciousness and head towards the outside world.

"Yuhao, can I borrow your body?"

Benjamin could certainly take over Huo Yuhao's body and do as he pleased, but he was a man of noble honor and extremely principled principles, so he would naturally have to consult Huo Yuhao beforehand.

Huo Yuhao immediately handed over control of his body to him.

"what?"

The little girl's eyes suddenly trembled, and she took a half step back in alarm.

She found that time seemed to have stopped flowing around her, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere made it hard for her to breathe.

And the source of this pressure.

It's Huo Yuhao right in front of me!

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered with a strange and sinister aura, and a kind of ancient and profound wisdom that did not belong to his age was also revealed.

Although the person in front of me tried his best to be friendly, maturity and shrewdness were ingrained in his bones.

"What...what are you going to do...?"

The girl retreated in fear, and without Jin Shoucheng's cover, Huo Yuhao could clearly see that she was wearing what appeared to be a nun's habit.

"Of course, I need to get you a medical checkup!"

Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a smile, his already unpleasant expression becoming even more endearing, especially with those words...

"You, you stay away..."

The girl retreated slowly in fear until her back hit the cold stone pillar, and with nowhere left to go, she fell to the ground.

"Sweetie, it'll be over soon, it won't waste too much of your time."

After Huo Yuhao uttered these outrageous words, an incomparably powerful pressure erupted from his body.

This oppressive aura was something the girl absolutely could not resist; in her eyes, it transformed into a tangible monster full of claws and fangs.

It pounced on the frail and helpless girl, its sharp claws tearing through her chest and piercing through the other half of her body.

"what!"

The girl screamed in agony.

She could feel her physical body being gradually shredded into pieces by Huo Yuhao's oppressive aura, then slowly blended together and savored.

Whether physically or psychologically, one has absolutely no privacy in front of this person.

"Huh? Is this a new kind of Dao mark? It has a great restraint on corpses, poison, souls, and blood, and also has an extremely strong assimilation ability..."

Huo Yuhao stroked his chin, smacked his lips, and carefully felt the sensation.

This scene was witnessed by the girl who had been dismantled into pieces by Huo Yuhao's pressure, and at that moment, only two words remained in her mind.

The Demon King, the Demon King of Demon Kings.

The fear Huo Yuhao instilled in her was more than ten thousand times more terrifying than the ghost stories of evil spirit masters that her grandfather had told her.

"It has a strong restraining effect on evil spirits, but also has the property of healing. Let's call the new Dao Mark a Sacred Dao Mark."

Just when the girl thought she was about to be extinguished by Huo Yuhao, a white light suddenly appeared in front of her.

She looked around in horror, only to find Cao Zangxin and Jin Shoucheng still engaged in a lively discussion.

She raised her hand in disbelief to touch her cheek, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief when she found that she was still a whole person and had not really been torn to pieces.

"Are you alright? You seem a little off?" Ning Tian asked the girl, who was clearly a descendant of the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"I didn't... Ha—"

Just as the girl looked up to chat with Ning Tian, ​​she covered her mouth in horror.

Because Huo Yuhao, the culprit who had just caused her so much pain, was awkwardly smiling and waving at her.

The apologetic smile on Huo Yuhao's face had a different meaning in Ye Guyi's eyes.

Tell me what just happened, and I'll eat you.

This is how Ye Guyi sees it.

"Old Sun, you went a bit too far just now," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm complained to Ben Jason as he returned.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt his robe being pulled and quickly looked to his side and back.

The girl hugged herself tightly in fear, burying her head in Golden Crocodile Douluo's arms, not daring to look at Huo Yuhao and the others.

"What's wrong, Gu Yi? You're not usually this shy." Jin Shoucheng asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Ye Guyi raised her head again and looked at Huo Yuhao and the others. When she saw Huo Yuhao's awkward smile again, Ye Guyi shrank back.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng both looked at Huo Yuhao, who crossed his arms in front of his chest to indicate that he didn't know what was going on either.

"She seems quite afraid of you, kid," Jin Shoucheng laughed.

"Ah, haha."

Huo Yuhao glanced away guiltily; he had seen what had just happened.

Jin Shoucheng didn't take Huo Yuhao's unusual behavior to heart. While comforting Ye Guyi, he turned to Cao Zangxin and asked, "Old Swordsman, you didn't just come to catch up this time, did you?"

"right."

Cao Zangxin's gaze turned extremely serious.

"These children will come to you for refuge if necessary. You haven't forgotten the help we gave you, have you?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Shoucheng nodded. "I must not forget."

The reason why the Spirit Hall clan can still exist in this region is entirely due to the help and cooperation of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School over the years.

Because of the defeat ten thousand years ago, almost all major powers keep their relationship with the people living here a closely guarded secret.

If it weren't for the fact that only the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was willing to have some trade relations with them, the Spirit Hall lineage might have truly disappeared into history.

Qianjia is a typical example of being ostracized by the mainstream.

From then on, they all changed their surnames to their mothers' surnames instead of their fathers' surnames, such as Ge Cide and Ye Guyi.

If the person surnamed Qian were still traveling on the mainland, he would probably disappear without a trace.

"Besides that, where is your Spirit Hall's library? May we go in and take a look?" Cao Zangxin asked.