Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 1327 Hehe or not (6K)

Caught off guard by Xue Di's sudden palm strike, Vulcan had no choice but to take the hit head-on.

The next moment, the God of Fire retreated several steps. On his arm, which was originally engulfed in flames, a white, frosty handprint was left where the Emperor's palm had struck, impervious to all fire!

Before Vulcan could react, a little girl in a green dress appeared beside him, her soft, white hand reaching out to touch his waist.

The next moment, the translucent, angular imperial claw on that small hand flashed by, and the Vulcan's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, clutching his kidneys as he retreated rapidly.

No snow during the Great Cold! The Ice Emperor's Claw!

The two spirits, Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor, only appeared for a moment, but through their tacit cooperation, they actually forced back a first-level god, which was simply unbelievable.

Vulcan felt a lingering fear and his whole body trembled.

That little girl in the green dress was definitely after his kidneys. If that Ice Emperor Claw had landed properly, his kidneys would have been cut off!

Just thinking about it made Vulcan sweat profusely.

But what exactly are these strangely shaped little girls and the elegant, white-haired, white-browed maidens? They don't seem to be real beings, but rather spirits.

The other elemental gods quickly followed and stood in front of the fire god, while the water god looked at the fire god with concern.

Vulcan shook his head, indicating that he was not seriously injured. He looked up at the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor in the distance, feeling somewhat shocked.

This was the first time he had encountered an existence whose combat power was between that of a second-level god and a first-level god; the opponent's actual combat power was clearly only at the level of a second-level god.

But the opponent's divine power seemed inexhaustible; with a mere wave of his hand, he unleashed a skill whose destructive power rivaled that of a full-force attack from a first-level god.

However, even with two more allies on the side of the God of Original Sin, the scales of victory still tipped in their favor.

At this moment, the Phoenix God had recovered some of his strength under Oscar's crystal diamond intestinal treatment. Although Ning Rongrong was still unconscious, they had a total of twelve combat-ready members on their side!

No matter how you look at it, the current situation is twelve against nine, and the advantage is in my hands!

Before Vulcan could even catch his breath, a massive body materialized and floated in mid-air.

Its enormous body was covered with a thick, dark golden hair, and its arms were incredibly long, hanging down at its sides, reaching past its knees!

"I never imagined I'd have the chance to fight a real battle of gods."

The enormous figure slowly raised its arm, and with a whoosh, a dark golden claw shot out from its palm.

The ultimate gold!

At this point, there was no need to guess the identity of this enormous figure anymore; it was Xiong Jun, the patriarch of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear clan!

"The divine realm is in chaos, so this is a good opportunity to find out exactly how those things happened back then."

The next moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a black dragon robe appeared, holding a black dragon sword. His gaze passed over the group of elemental gods and war gods, and looked at the main battlefield where Huo Yuhao and the four god kings were besieging Tang San.

"The Heart of the Dragon King."

A look of shock appeared in Di Tian's eyes, followed by anger.

Even a prodigy like Huo Yuhao could only condense a divine core that allowed these souls to unleash their full power and make their divine power reserves inexhaustible. This was basically the highest level that humans could reach.

Tang San's strong, beating heart could only mean one thing: the other party had stolen the Dragon King's bloodline.

"Okay, I admit it, Hyotei and Yukitei have good taste."

As a cloud of black smoke rose, the Evil Emperor's figure slowly solidified. Unlike Emperor Tian, ​​it did not take human form, but instead directly revealed its perfect body with a full 129 tentacles.

One hundred and twenty-nine tentacles—this signifies that the Evil Emperor's cultivation has also reached the level of a second-level god!

"Hehe, it's still faster to level up as a soul spirit for that brat Yuhao. I've spent so much time in the Holy Demon Continent, worrying about everything, and in the Douluo Continent, all so that one day I could become Yuhao's soul spirit!"

At that moment, the Evil Emperor's more than 120 tentacles began to dance simultaneously.

The immense divine power surged wildly like ripples, causing the lesser gods present to feel dizzy and nauseous.

This chaotic divine thought still exerts a tremendous suppressive force on ordinary minor gods.

"Little evil one, let's go. I'll use my divine sense to detect you!"

Just then, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's lazy voice rang out.

A white silkworm with twelve golden stripes was seen perched on the large eyeball of the Evil Eye Tyrant, which was smaller than the Evil Emperor, and kept shaking its fleshy insect head.

Meanwhile, the Evil Eye Tyrant below obediently followed the commands of the large, snow-white worm perched on its head, circling the original sin gods before slowly stopping behind the group of ferocious beasts.

Vulcan swallowed hard.

Oh no, it seems the advantage is no longer on their side.

What was originally a favorable situation of twelve against nine instantly turned into twelve against fourteen.

Even if that chubby worm looks weak and doesn't seem like it has much fighting power, it's still twelve against thirteen!

Tang San originally had a mocking smirk on his face, as if he was laughing at Huo Yuhao's futile attempt to shake a tree, how ridiculous and presumptuous he was, and how Douluo Star had endured for ten thousand years and only managed to produce such a joke.

But when he saw the seven great soul spirits emerge, each exuding the aura of at least a second-level god, Tang San's smile vanished instantly.

whee?

No, not at all.

"A soul?"

Tang San racked his brains for a long time before he remembered that the Sea God Douluo had indeed reported to him about this matter.

Huo Yuhao blinked. In his current state, shouldn't his souls be called gods?

"Hmph, what a clever trick."

Tang San snorted coldly, glancing disdainfully at the souls who were fighting the elemental gods and were barely holding their own. Suddenly, he felt a surge of excitement.

In Huo Yuhao's hands, this thing would naturally be a marvelous skill, but if it fell into the hands of Tang Shenwang, it would be a different story.

The fact that it could be carried around and whose combat power could even rival that of seven second-level gods for a short period of time was something that Tang San really envied.

The next moment, Tang San subconsciously glanced at his companions, and a thought naturally appeared in his mind.

Since soul beasts can be refined into soul spirits, can soul masters or deities also be refined into—'gods'?

Indeed, such evil technology must be personally supervised by King Tang to prevent it from being abused and causing chaos throughout the world!

(End of this chapter)