Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 376 The Power of Hunting Gods (Daily Wishlist)

No?

Huo Yuhao stared in shock, his eyes wide. His soul power possessed the ultimate light attribute!

This chaotic power not only forcibly converted its soul power into the dark attribute, but also, judging from the profundity of this wisp of power, its quality is probably far superior to the power within Ma Xiaotao's body.

"Ultimate darkness?"

Qian Daoliu's expression was also quite ugly. He had never imagined that the power of the Holy Angel Martial Soul could change, and that it could change from the ultimate light attribute to the ultimate darkness attribute.

"Yuhao, you might have died a little too hastily."

Electrolux also frowned and floated over. Huo Yuhao's death not only failed to remove this chaotic power, but instead caused it to directly settle deep within Huo Yuhao's limbs and bones.

Huo Yuhao took out the White Tiger Dagger, placed it flat in his palm, and used the soul power that had been transformed into dark attribute to unleash his first soul skill.

The next moment, a ball of black flame slowly ignited at the edge of the White Tiger Dagger, exuding unparalleled evil and madness.

[Black Flame Blade: A soul skill that can imbue a weapon with extreme black flames, igniting a raging black flame on its surface and adding dark and fire attribute attack power, thereby unleashing a god-slaying strike.]

[A forbidden soul skill born from the fallen Holy Flame Blade, a power that should not exist in this world. The Ultimate Black Flame is a fallen Holy Flame that, after inflicting damage on the enemy, continuously burns and devours their life force for an extremely short period of time.]

It is said that to hunt gods as a human, one must create a power capable of devouring the lives of gods. But what power would be needed to kill the King of Gods?

Just as Huo Yuhao used this wisp of soul power that had been transformed into the ultimate dark attribute, countless frenzied whispers rushed into Huo Yuhao's brain at this moment: slaughter, tyranny, evil, greed.

Various negative emotions surged wildly in Huo Yuhao's mind, almost devouring him alive and turning him into a monster that only knew how to kill. Huo Yuhao's originally shining golden eyes turned into a deep, lightless black.

The faces of everyone Huo Yuhao had ever killed flashed before his eyes as they died under his blade, their expressions a mixture of resentment, fear, and regret.

The image of the pupils gradually losing their color and spreading outwards, and the blood gushing from the neck like a fountain, lingered in Huo Yuhao's mind. At the same time, the feeling of the blade piercing a vital spot also stirred up waves of pleasure in Huo Yuhao's heart.

The tension and excitement of personally taking someone's life, the thrill of blowing pursuers into pieces with a fixed-position soul-guided cannon, and the euphoria of sending down a meteor with the help of Electrolux, all of which announced Dai Huabin's impending doom even before he was truly dead.

The pleasure derived from killing surged wildly into Huo Yuhao's mind, as if trying to forcibly equate Huo Yuhao's killing with pleasure.

The killing intent that had been dormant within Huo Yuhao for so long flowed from his eyes like winding serpents or murmuring streams.

The murderous aura was like a phantom wisp of smoke, slowly flowing down Huo Yuhao's body until it filled the entire room.

"Yuhao—Yuhao—"

Huo Yuhao vaguely heard someone calling him. He tried to open his eyes and looked over, but all he saw was Ashina Castle, a battlefield littered with severed limbs, and those eyes that had lost all color because of death.

The faces of Ma Xiaotao and Elder Xuan were filled with tension, but no one dared to make a move. No one noticed that Huo Yuhao had been holding the White Tiger Dagger, which was burning with black flames, in his palm. He slowly raised it and brought it closer to Ma Xiaotao's fair skin.

Killing ordinary people and enemies with conflicting ideologies is already a great pleasure, but what would it feel like to kill my senior sister Ma Xiaotao, who has taken good care of me?

Huo Yuhao subtly raised the White Tiger Dagger in his hand, his pupils turning pure black as he stared intently at Ma Xiaotao, a hint of madness in his eyes.

Holding the White Tiger Dagger, Huo Yuhao wrapped his right arm around Ma Xiaotao's waist, raising his arm even higher.

After the competition, Ma Xiaotao's soul power was almost gone. After Huo Yuhao purified all her power, she had no soul power left at all. In such a weak and unprepared state, if Huo Yuhao stabbed her in the back with the White Tiger Dagger, she would surely die.

A struggle flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes as he controlled his arm to stop rising further. But the incessant murmurs and the memories made of blood in his mind kept assaulting Huo Yuhao's mental defenses.

At this critical moment, the immense spiritual power of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm surged forth, forcefully flushing out the distracting thoughts that had flooded into Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness like a flushing toilet.

Qian Daoliu and Electrolux somehow managed to create a semi-transparent shield that completely enveloped Huo Yuhao's turbulent spiritual sea.

The evil thoughts that surged into Huo Yuhao's mind were forcibly interrupted. Huo Yuhao immediately dissipated the black flames on the White Tiger Dagger in his hand. As the black flames dissipated, the pure blackness in his eyes also slowly faded. The madness in Huo Yuhao's eyes gradually faded, and he finally regained his clarity.

"I'm fine."

Huo Yuhao put the White Tiger Dagger into his storage soul tool and slowly sat down with the help of the two people, a hint of lingering fear showing in his eyes.

Logically speaking, such a faint trace of dark power should absolutely not be enough to break through Huo Yuhao's strong mental defenses and cause evil thoughts to arise in his mind.

Otherwise, Ma Xiaotao, after being struck by the Sword of Judgment, would probably have instantly lost her mind and started a massacre. She would have been even less likely to cooperate with Elder Xuan in restraining her power and helping Huo Yuhao expel the power within her.

However, the wisp of power transformed from the chaotic power within Huo Yuhao's body was an extremely pure and dark power, a power that, like the Seraph Martial Soul, should not exist in the world. Such pure dark power instantly triggered the passive attention mechanism of more than nine first-level gods.

God of Darkness, God of Rakshasa, God of Pride, God of Wrath.

In the realm of gods, the attention mechanism for almost all negative gods, whether dead or alive, and whether they are evil gods or gods of original sin, was triggered at the same time.

Even a second-level god like the God of Slaughter, who works under the Asura God, isn't qualified to even utter a word.

However, when they tried to follow the clues to find the being who could inherit their divine position, they discovered that the source of this power pointed to Douluo Continent, the continent that had long been forbidden from being looked upon by the God of Asura.

(End of this chapter)