Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 225 Awakening of the Gold-Level Body!

Spiral patterns appeared continuously, and the Evil Emperor transformed into a vortex before being absorbed into Han Yu's body.

Han Yu sealed the Evil Emperor, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

"The seal is complete, and it went smoothly."

Qiu'er was stunned. The second ferocious beast was defeated by Han Yu and even sealed away.

She gaped in surprise, speechless for a long time, seemingly still immersed in shock.

On the other side, Zhongli Wu and the others also quickly rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"This can't be real, right?"

"The Evil Eye Tyrant has been defeated?"

"And it was absorbed by that human?"

Zhongli Wu looked at the scarlet soul ring slowly emerging beneath Han Yu and suddenly felt that something was wrong with this world.

He wondered if he was under a spell, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes to make sure he was really seeing it.

Huo Yuhao's face instantly turned deathly pale beneath the black robe. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself:

"He's become so powerful. No, I have to speed up my pace to become stronger too."

Huo Yuhao, trembling slightly beneath his black robe, tried to control his emotions, but it felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, causing his breathing to become rapid.

He thought his current strength far surpassed others, but unexpectedly, Han Yu's progress was even faster than his.

He turned his gaze to the air, where a figure wearing an ice-blue robe stood—Han Yu.

Han Yu slowly opened her eyes, her scarlet eyes radiating an incomparably powerful aura.

It's as if just one glance from it will plunge you into endless illusions.

Images from the past flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind: his battles with Han Yu, his repeated defeats, and his repeated humiliations.

He hated himself, hated himself for not working harder sooner, hated himself for not being stronger than Han Yu.

"Yuhao, you can't absorb any more. You need to let it settle for a while."

"If you continue to absorb these negative emotions, you might not be able to suppress them."

The Icefang Demon Boar King's voice rang out, his tone carrying a hint of dissuasion.

Huo Yuhao's body trembled slightly. He came to his senses, his eyes filled with struggle.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if trying his best to suppress the desire deep in his heart.

He wanted to become stronger, to surpass Han Yu, and to prove himself.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly on the Icefang Demon Boar King, and said:

"Brother Pig, don't try to persuade me. I can feel that my mental strength is already very strong."

"Absorbing Contra is no problem at all."

Huo Yuhao's tone was full of confidence; he believed in himself and in his own strength.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down and continued, "It just so happens that this is the Demon Forest, and the Evil Eye Tyrant has been captured. The Evil Eyes here can be used as nourishment for my growth."

"Once I absorb it, breaking through to the Contra Douluo level will be just around the corner."

Huo Yuhao's eyes were filled with confidence; he seemed to already see the moment he broke through to the Soul Douluo realm.

He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely surpass Han Yu and become the most powerful being.

"Oh well."

The Icefang Demon Boar King sighed, unsure of what to say for a moment.

It could sense Huo Yuhao's inner anxiety and knew his desire to become stronger.

It tried to persuade Huo Yuhao, but it knew that Huo Yuhao's mind was made up.

It shook its head and said no more, it could only silently watch Huo Yuhao.

In mid-air, Han Yu slowly opened her eyes, her scarlet eyes radiating an incomparably powerful aura.

It's as if just one glance from it will plunge you into endless illusions.

His body was covered in seven soul rings—yellow, purple, red, red, red, red—that radiated an incomparably terrifying aura.

Each of these seven spirit rings radiated a dazzling light, turning the surrounding air red.

After absorbing the Evil Emperor, all the soul beasts gave a portion of their essence to Han Yu.

This resulted in all spirit rings except for the first and second ones becoming 100,000-year spirit rings.

As for the Evil Emperor, Han Yu did not preserve its consciousness, but directly used the Sharingan to completely annihilate it.

He left behind only a wisp of soul power originating from 800,000 years ago, which he sealed in his spiritual sea.

The Evil Emperor is pure evil and does not deserve the same treatment as other soul beasts.

The Ice and Snow Emperors and others didn't have any objections.

After all, they are both soul beasts.

If we were to consider Xue Di and the others as human beings, they would be normal Soul Masters.

The Evil Emperor, on the other hand, is a human evil spirit master.

"Well, that's..."

Han Yu's chest suddenly heaved violently, his breathing became rapid, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

His heart was pounding strongly. Suddenly, Han Yu felt a pain in his eyes and instinctively covered them with his hands. He arched his back in pain, like a wounded wild animal.

Tears of blood seeped from between his fingers, staining his fingers and the hair on his forehead.

Han Yu's brows were furrowed, and his face was contorted with pain. He kept his eyes tightly closed, as if he were enduring torture from hell.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying mental storm arose out of nowhere, centered around the cold rain.

The wind howled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, the sky and earth changed color, and the entire space seemed to distort.

Han Yu's body trembled violently, and his hair stood on end like a hedgehog.

He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a painful roar, as if to release all his pain.

At this moment, the evil emperor's origin in his spiritual sea was activated and frantically poured into Han Yu's eyes.

A powerful energy surge emanated from Han Yu's body, sweeping across everything around her like a volcanic eruption.

Han Yu's eyes turned blood red, and his pupils shone with golden light, like two burning suns.

He felt his mental power begin to surge, like a flood bursting its banks, unstoppable.

If there were a progress bar, you could see it.

The progress between the Mangekyou Sharingan and the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan is almost 100%.

It's just one trigger away from completing its final evolution.

The injection of the Evil Emperor's primordial power perfectly met Han Yu's evolutionary needs.

Om-!

The space trembled instantly, and Han Yu's eyes were tightly closed. He could feel that his eyes seemed to have come to life.

It beats like a heart in its socket.

With each vibration, Han Yu could feel his mental strength rapidly increasing.

Han Yu's breathing became heavy, and his body trembled slightly, but he did not open his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

"What is he doing?"

"The golden light behind him...it looks so much like..."

"Why does it look so much like a second awakening of the original martial soul?"

Zhongli Wu's mouth was agape in an "O" shape, and his eyes were practically bulging out.

"Could it be that he hasn't undergone a second awakening yet?"

An elderly man nearby couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.

"Physical Martial Soul, Second Awakening?"

Huo Yuhao's heart was immediately filled with shock. He had never heard of a physical martial soul being able to awaken a second time. Could it be that his previous understanding was wrong?

His mind replayed his experience of awakening his martial soul. His eyes were the Spirit Eyes, his original martial soul. After fusing with the White Tiger, they mutated and merged with the White Tiger martial soul.

However, Huo Yuhao could sense that his previous spiritual eye was still there, only now it had merged with the White Tiger Martial Soul.

"If a martial soul can awaken a second time, then can I do the same?"

Huo Yuhao stared intently at Han Yu, who was like a god in mid-air. He wanted to find some inspiration from Han Yu's second awakening process, which might help him achieve his own second awakening of his martial soul.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms. He didn't know if he could succeed, but he had to try; it was his only chance.

In mid-air, Han Yu's aura became even more astonishing, flickering and unpredictable. Golden light slowly emerged behind him, as if it were nurturing some powerful force.

The golden light gradually condensed, transforming into a pair of golden eyes. The eyes were closed, emitting a faint glow, as if waiting for something.

As time passed, the pair of golden eyes slowly opened, their emotionless pupils emitting a faint golden light, like two dazzling stars illuminating the entire Demon Forest.

If someone gazes into those golden eyes, they will be unconsciously drawn in, as if controlled by those eyes and unable to extricate themselves.

Just then, the light in the Demon Forest suddenly dimmed, and the once bright sky turned pitch black. Only the pair of golden eyes in the sky were the only source of light in this dark forest.

Everyone's gaze was irresistibly drawn to the pair of golden eyes in the sky, and even the soul beasts couldn't help but raise their heads and look up at those golden eyes.

In an instant, they were stunned by the golden light, their minds went blank, as if they were bound by an invisible rope and could not move.

Even their minds became somewhat clouded; they could only stare blankly into those eyes, as if controlled by them and having lost themselves.

All the soul beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, looking at Han Yu with utmost respect, as if they were worshipping a god. Their eyes were filled with awe and worship.

Zhongli Wu suddenly stood up, his eyes sweeping over the crowd, his expression grave. He shouted sharply:

"What are you all doing? Wake up!"

The sound resounded like thunder in everyone's hearts, pulling those who were lost in confusion back from their daze.

Seeing that everyone around him was in a daze, Zhongli Wu quickly ran to their side, patted them hard on the shoulder, and tried to wake them up. He was also full of doubts and did not understand what had happened.

"What happened to us?"

The members of the Holy Spirit Cult, upon regaining their senses, all wore expressions of confusion, unsure why they had fallen into a daze.

"Even I've been affected."

Aside from Zhongli Wu, Huo Yuhao was the first to regain consciousness, as he was a Soul Master known for his mental strength.

Terrified by this sudden change, he muttered incredulously to himself, never imagining that his mental strength could be so easily affected.

Huo Yuhao was extremely shocked. He was a Soul Master who relied mainly on mental power, which was his greatest asset.

He was gripped by fear; his mental energy was unable to detect anything amiss, as if it had been sealed by some force.

He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, trying to see clearly what force was affecting them, but when he saw those golden eyes...

But he was once again lost in confusion. Those eyes seemed to possess a magical power, making it impossible for him to control his thoughts.

"That's terrifying! What kind of martial soul does his eye possess?"

Huo Yuhao asked in horror, his voice trembling. He couldn't understand how there could be such a powerful martial soul.

"It can actually terrify people out of thin air!"

The other members of the Holy Spirit Cult also exclaimed in surprise. They were all shocked by Han Yu's golden eyes, and fear enveloped their hearts.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, but they dared not look up at the sky again. They were afraid of being affected by those golden eyes once more, and they were unsure if they could resist such power.

They didn't even dare to release their mental energy. They could only judge what had happened by the long-lost sounds. It was as if they were trapped in a closed space, unable to perceive the outside world.

"Master, this child is far too terrifying. Should we..."

The Sixth Elder, Zhang Peng, stepped forward and whispered in Zhongli Wu's ear, making a killing gesture with his hand. He wanted to take this opportunity to kill Han Yu on the spot.

Zhang Peng still vividly remembered being brutally beaten by Han Yu's Fire Dragon King. His heart was filled with anger and hatred, and he wanted to take revenge. Now was the perfect opportunity.

Now that everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult is here, by pooling our strength, we might have a chance to kill him on the spot and eliminate a potential enemy for the Holy Spirit Cult.

"That's not advisable. This kid is already extremely powerful, and with Poison Undying, even if our Holy Spirit Sect has two Limit Douluos, it's not a good idea to provoke him."

Zhongli Wu shook his head, having his own considerations. He had gained a new understanding of Han Yu's strength.

Han Yu's ability to defeat the Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord, who had existed for over 800,000 years, was enough to demonstrate his strength. He was no ordinary person, and Zhongli Wu knew that he was no match for Han Yu.

"It's like lighting a lantern in a latrine," Zhongli Wu thought to himself. He knew that now was not the time to fight Han Yu.

Moreover, neither of the two Limit Douluos are currently in the sect. If they were to actually fight, Zhongli Wu felt that his side would be the one getting completely thrashed.

"Master, it's me..."

Just as Zhang Peng was about to speak, he saw Zhong Liwu reach out and gently press his shoulder, signaling him to be quiet.

(End of this chapter)