Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 462 The Domestic Affairs of the Dead (Daily Ten Thousand Words)

A ball of incredibly warm and gentle holy light appeared in Huo Yuhao's hand, continuously radiating brilliant light.

[Warm Light: A branch of healing holy light, combining healing power with pure light power, enabling those nearby to slowly recover their strength and heal their injuries.]

Warm moments should not be interrupted, and that is why the forces of darkness cannot approach this flame.

"Since some people want to see what the Holy Light looks like, let's give them that opportunity."

"If they try to master the power of the Holy Light, the most likely outcome is that they will be burned to ashes along with their souls by the Holy Flame transformed from the Holy Light. The disgusting, evil, and dark power within them is the perfect fuel to ignite the Holy Flame."

"When the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king," this is the saying. The Spirit Hall, which truly controlled the Holy Light, has disappeared, and now even the enemies of the Holy Light dare to use this phrase at will.

Nana had never seen what holy light was, but she felt a warm sensation all over her body. Even her old injuries were rapidly healing under this power. However, her martial soul was restricted by this power, and she couldn't even possess her martial soul.

She blurted out instinctively, "Palace Master, is it really holy light? You...you...could you be the Holy Son the elder spoke of?"

"The Holy Son?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but chuckle: "That won't do. Even if I really am a member of the Holy Spirit Cult, I should be their Heavenly Father and Savior, the shepherd who guides the lost sheep. You, as the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall, should at least be a saint."

"Forgiving them is God's business; what we need to do is send them to meet God."

"Tonight you're coming with me to a place where I'll deal with the Holy Spirit Cult members like you'd deal with your third grandson. Tomorrow morning we'll level that place and investigate some things along the way."

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao took out a small notebook and wrote down the things he needed to solve.

"Your task is very demanding. From now on, I will need your help to keep an eye on many things in this notebook. With you here, I can relax a lot."

Nana was stunned by Huo Yuhao's words. After a while, she tentatively asked, "Palace Master, shouldn't we wait a bit longer or discuss the battle plan? That seventh-ring elder should be returning to the main altar on business soon; we can take advantage of that."

"Also, what's the relationship between our Soul Hall and the Spirit Hall you mentioned that disappeared ten thousand years ago? Why does it sound so sinister?"

Huo Yuhao simply smiled and said, "The Soul Hall is the Spirit Hall, and the Spirit Hall is the Soul Hall. Right now, there are only the two of us in the Soul Hall. We need to use this name to disguise ourselves for a while so that the Holy Spirit Cult can't figure out the truth."

"Only when all the members of the Holy Spirit Cult have been killed will the Soul Hall be qualified to add the word 'Martial' to its name. If we want to restore the glory of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago, we can't do it without some outstanding achievements."

Before Nana could react, a gray light had already appeared on Huo Yuhao's hand.

She only felt a flash of silver light before her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself standing on a dark land with a purple sun.

A chilling sound of bones grinding and rattling could be faintly heard, mixed with the howl of some unknown creature.

Nana subconsciously looked towards the sky where the sound was loudest, and the terrifying sight was something she would never forget.

Vast swarms of undead creatures covered the mountains and plains, surging towards the direction where the two stood like a tide. These undead creatures had different appearances. In addition to the bone dragons that blotted out the sky, the undead knights and liches that exuded a terrifying aura, there were also many strange-looking undead life forms.

For example, there's a skeleton soldier with only a head left, and everything below the head turned into human bones in a rickshaw, with another skeleton soldier sitting on it, struggling to kick the other's bone stirrups.

And there were also skeleton soldiers that looked like tires covered in bone spikes, and human bone tank skeleton soldiers with several heads constantly vying for control.

"Gunner, no! Step on the gas!"

"I'm the observer."

"We're going to crash! Brake!"

Several skeleton soldiers argued with their remaining consciousness, drove their bone tanks to a high slope, and then crashed down, shattering into pieces.

Huo Yuhao immediately covered his face. He had been far too hasty in thinking that these guys could be relied on just by changing their bone structure.

While the scene before Huo Yuhao was both embarrassing and somewhat comical, it wasn't the same for Nana.

Nana gasped in astonishment, collapsing to the ground with a thud, her finger trembling as she pointed at the group of undead creatures.

It was obvious that the girl was terrified.

If it weren't for the fact that her martial soul is a ghost-like spirit, and that she has frequent contact with the Holy Spirit Cult, she probably would have fainted at first sight.

"Young master, I want to change my mount. Just because I glanced at the undead tank a few more times yesterday, my undead horse has already kicked up for the third time today and is about to fall apart."

A skeleton clad in heavy armor walked back and forth, making a clattering sound. It carried a giant war scythe as tall as a man and walked up to Huo Yuhao. The necromantic flames inside its helmet flickered a few times, and it came to Huo Yuhao to complain with a pitiful expression.

"Go find two ram horn bones and press them onto its head. Young mares, they all love to look good, it's normal for them to get jealous. Do I need to teach you that?"

Huo Yuhao reluctantly began to deal with the household affairs of these undead lives.

"Young master is right!"

The undead knight left excitedly, wondering when he would finally find a ram's horn bone among the countless human skeletons scattered across the undead demiplane to serve as an ornament to please his warhorse.

Only then did Nana recover from her utter shock and stammer, "Lord, is all of this yours, my subordinates?"

Huo Yuhao nodded: "I guess so. This is my teacher's savings. He's basically emptied it all out, and all that's left is a pittance."

"Dragon God Douluo has such an unknown side?"

Nana was immediately filled with respect.

Huo Yuhao quickly explained, thus preventing Mu En from being given the nickname "Lord of the Undead".

"Once you finish this, you'll probably have to stay in this demiplane for a while. Your teacher needs an assistant for a lot of his research, and you also need to help keep an eye on these undead creatures in the undead demiplane."

After thinking for a moment, Huo Yuhao gave a summary: "In short, you have a lot of power, but you also have a lot of responsibilities. You have to manage big things and small things, and you also need to help keep an eye on many of my own projects."

(End of this chapter)