Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

The two theoretical masters, Wang Yan and Zhang Mo, quickly came in handy.

Using the surrounding trees and traces on the ground, along with Huo Yuhao's mental detection, the two quickly located the hiding place of the Hand of Death.

Zhang Mo stared intently at Ye Guyi standing beside him, and Ye Guyi naturally noticed the intense gaze beside her.

Ye Guyi has traveled extensively throughout the year. Driven by her passion for the Angelic Martial Soul, she has also had experience in eliminating villains or evil spirit masters. Therefore, she is very well-suited to this mission.

She thought Zhang Mo was nervous, so she suddenly grabbed Zhang Mo's hand and said gently, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Zhang Mo was worried that since she had taken Yao Haoxuan's place, she might suffer the same fate as Yao Haoxuan. He said in a deep voice, "Gu Yi, you must be careful."

Ye Guyi sensed that Zhang Mo's concern wasn't just simple, so she nodded and replied in a deep voice, "I will."

Once they had actually entered the hiding place of the Hand of Death, Huo Yuhao activated his mental detection and shared what he saw with everyone. Upon receiving what Huo Yuhao shared, everyone immediately felt the urge to vomit; even Zhang Mo was not spared this time.

The visual impact was still too strong; the walls were covered in blood and various parts.

Ye Guyi wiped her mouth and cursed angrily, "These beasts!"

The group continued forward and soon spotted the bandits under the evil spirit master's command. They leaped out of the group.

Zhang Mo didn't move. He had already adjusted his martial soul to the Angel Mirror, ready to save everyone at any time.

Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng were the main force in this operation. The two of them almost wiped out all the bandits, while reserve team members were responsible for intercepting the ones who escaped.

The entire operation seemed to be going very smoothly, but an unexpected incident was about to occur.

"Who dares to offend me, the messenger of death!"

A voice came from afar, and the bandits on the ground began to grin savagely.

"Watch out—" Huo Yuhao's mental detection sensed the bandits' unusual behavior.

"Mirror Angel Shield!" Even though he knew what was about to happen, Zhang Mo was still a step too slow. His soul power fluctuated violently, and in an instant, he rushed to the side of the seven people in the inner courtyard, generating dozens of angel mirror shields in front of them.

However, the power of the chain of corpse explosions was still too great, far exceeding Zhang Mo's expectations. Xi Xi and Gongyang Mo, who were not good at defense, as well as Chen Zifeng, who was standing close to the corpses, all suffered some damage from the explosion. Both of them were blown away and were infected with corpse poison, but fortunately, the damage they suffered was relatively small, and they survived.

Damn it! Zhang Mo did his best to create a mirror shield to protect everyone, but the explosion wasn't just a momentary event; it lasted for a full ten breaths! His mirror shield was instantly shattered by the blast wave, and he had to expend his soul power to regenerate it again, repeating this process over and over. The entire cave was shaking precariously, as if it were about to collapse.

The least affected are the reserve team members and Ye Guyi.

The reserve team members, serving as support personnel for this operation, all stood on the perimeter. Ye Guyi, as the possessor of the Angelic Martial Soul, immediately used her Holy Flame to incinerate the bandits' corpses after Huo Yuhao's reminder, thus keeping her away from some of the explosions.

Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng, thanks to their formidable cultivation levels, suffered the least damage, but they still coughed up blood. Ling Luochen was also significantly affected by the explosion; he was thrown backward and fell unconscious.

But the outcome was good; this time, no one died from the chain of corpse explosions.

It...it was a success?

Zhang Mo couldn't help but ask himself.

"Damn it. You're all unharmed?" the self-proclaimed messenger of death said in disbelief, shrouded in a black robe.

"Wait, you, I'm talking about you, your martial soul is a mirror?" The man in black robes seemed to have discovered something, pointing at Zhang Mo with his finger.

At that moment, a beam of light shot into the cave; it was Elder Xuan!

Elder Xuan was shocked that a mere fifth-ring Soul King could cause such a commotion. He was extremely anxious, fearing a repeat of the mistakes he made years ago. However, upon entering, he was surprised to find that it was all bark and no bite. No one had lost their lives, only suffered injuries of varying degrees, which immediately put him at ease. He quickly patted his chest with his greasy hands and said, "Thank goodness."

He saw the mirror shield that Zhang Mo had created around the group and guessed what had just happened. So, he chose to remain hidden and see how this operation would end.

Zhang Mo was far from calm at this moment, because a conversation that had not been interfered with and should not have occurred here had taken place.

Sweat streamed down Zhang Mo's forehead, and he even felt a slight itch all over his body.

In that brief moment, Zhang Mo considered hundreds of possibilities!

Did that person notice my existence?

Why are there developments I don't know about?

Why?

What on earth happened?!

……

Zhang Mo knew that thinking about it further wouldn't yield any answers. He took a deep, heavy breath.

"Yes, my martial soul is a mirror, so what? Surrender now, you can't escape!" Zhang Mo probed.

"It seems that crazy woman was right, you ominous person!" The man in black robes gesticulated wildly, his movements extremely exaggerated, clearly very excited.

A crazy woman? An ominous person? What does this mean?

"There's even an angelic spirit next to you! That's the bane of us evil spirit masters! Guh—"

"Perfect, we'll use what this crazy woman left behind!"

He pulled out a huge soul tool from somewhere; its shiny metal surface and exquisite patterns indicated that it was of extraordinary quality.

The Hand of Death threw him toward the Shrek group.

The soul guide device emitted a "beep beep" sound in mid-air.

"Oh no! It's a fixed-position soul-guided shell!" Zhang Mo shouted, and quickly looked around for cover to block the explosive force.

The energy fluctuations emitted by the fixed-position soul-guided cannonball in mid-air were extremely ominous. Even Elder Xuan behind him felt the pressure from it. He stopped hiding and quickly summoned his martial soul, moving forward at a fast pace!

A powerful suction force suddenly appeared, pulling the cannonball into Elder Xuan's hand. Elder Xuan grabbed the cannonball and quickly flew out of the cave.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the evil spirit master grabbed Huo Yuhao and transformed into a streak of light, escaping away.

"Damn it!" Zhang Mo cursed as he discovered that Huo Yuhao had been grabbed by the Grim Reaper's hand again.

Zhang Mo stopped hiding and ran in the direction the evil spirit master had gone. Ye Guyi saw that Zhang Mo was about to follow and quickly called out, "Zhang Mo, come back! It's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"I have to go save my apprentice. Go check on the others' injuries. Put it down, I'll be back."

After speaking, Zhang Mo left without looking back. His heart was pounding. Last time, Electrolux had awakened here and saved Huo Yuhao's life, but now things were completely different!

The people we sent were wrong, the people on the other side were saying the wrong thing! Wrong! Wrong! Everything was wrong! There were too many unexpected changes! And then there were these inexplicable soul-guided cannonballs.

Zhang Mo is extremely worried. He fears that the Grim Reaper's final move might not be the Twelve Corpse Slaves, but rather some kind of fixed-position soul-guided cannon. What if something happens to Huo Yuhao...

Zhang Mo had just used the Mirror Angel Shield to reduce the damage from the explosion, which consumed most of his soul power. He didn't have much soul power left to catch up with the Grim Reaper's Hand quickly, and could only rely on his own strength to run, panting heavily.

Light! A bright light suddenly appeared ahead! It's the exit!

Zhang Mo dared not stop. Even a moment's delay could lead to another unexpected turn of events. His heart was pounding, and a dull ache throbbed in his lungs. Every step he took was incredibly heavy, and sweat soaked through his Shrek Supervisory Corps uniform.

Zhang Mo gritted his teeth and finally stepped out of the cave. He panted heavily as he saw the scene before him and finally felt relieved, letting out a heavy sigh.