Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 681 Hush — (6K)

Many of the gamblers who bet on Huo Yuhao have already passed out and had to be carried out.

Just when they thought Huo Yuhao was a shill arranged by the authorities and would eventually be taken away for failing to create the soul tool, Huo Yuhao submitted the soul tool at the last minute.

Just when everyone thought Huo Yuhao was planning to use his own strength to defeat Number 98, Huo Yuhao stood there dumbfounded on the Soul Battle Platform, clearly intending to give up easily.

Father, living father, please spare us!

The gamblers who had bet on Huo Yuhao were devastated. How long were they going to keep playing them?

The gamblers who bet on number 98 were not worried at all.

In their view, with six soul tools against one, how could the flying dragon possibly lose?

They have absolutely nothing to worry about.

The saying "Experts see the details, while laymen just watch the show" perfectly describes the current situation.

Both the Nether Thunder Douluo and Number Ninety-Eight himself understood how incredibly powerful Huo Yuhao was.

These laymen, however, could not see the unpredictable situation on the field at all.

The next moment, without any hesitation, No. 98's soul-guided cannon fired, and a blazing light band instantly stretched across the sky, sweeping straight towards Huo Yuhao.

Move a little, Daddy, move a little!

The gamblers have gone mad! Even if you're a shill hired by the Sunset Alliance, you should at least give us a perfunctory response!

As the energy-gathering soul-guided cannon was about to reach him, all the gamblers stared intently, and several more gambling addicts were carried away without even catching their breath.

The next moment, the terrifying energy cannon blasted violently into Huo Yuhao's body, and light burst forth. Huo Yuhao's clothes on his upper body were almost instantly vaporized, but Huo Yuhao remained unmoved.

"Sizzle——————"

The sharp, high-energy ray struck its target, but even though it hit Huo Yuhao, a living person, the effect was as if it had hit a wall of sighs.

Braving the terrifying high-energy laser, Huo Yuhao raised his hand to block it, actually managing to push the energy-gathering laser fired by No. 98 back several centimeters.

"hiss----"

Everyone in the private room, including Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, couldn't help but gasp.

He withstood the cluster laser of a level 6 energy-concentrating soul guide cannon without being injured. His physical strength probably exceeds that of an ordinary eight-ring Soul Douluo. Only a top-level Soul Douluo of the offensive or even defensive type would be qualified to be compared with him.

Holy crap, how come all the prodigies from the Soul Palace are more terrifying than the last? They're even scarier than Shrek Academy!

Huo Yuhao from Shrek Academy boasts unparalleled soul power and combat skills, while Hun Tiancan's soul master talent and physical strength are unmatched?

What are our Holy Spirit Cult's prodigies then? Are they just stepping stones and background figures for you?

The gamblers' reactions were even worse. Those who had just looked desperate suddenly fell silent, as if they had been hung on a tree by the foreigner's neck, only able to make hoarse noises.

In the blink of an eye, these guys transformed into Sichuan opera face-changing masters, beaming with joy and bursting into enthusiastic cheers and applause.

The gamblers who had fainted after their vision went black were instantly revived, no longer calling for their fathers, but calling for their grandfathers instead.

At this point, Number 98 was completely panicked and in a state of utter confusion.

He had imagined many scenarios, whether he lost or won the game; he had rehearsed all sorts of situations in his mind.

However, he never expected that Huo Yuhao would withstand the cluster laser of his Level 6 Energy-Gathering Soul Guidance Cannon with his own body.

Play?

Fuck you!

Just as Number 98 was completely at a loss, Huo Yuhao casually tossed the red and white ball in his hand. It drew an arc in mid-air and hit Number 98 on the head.

"Um???"

Number Ninety-Eight was hit on the forehead by a soul-guided ball weighing several hundred kilograms, and was immediately dizzy and disoriented. He subconsciously activated his invincible shield.

But after the small red and white ball hit Number 98 on the forehead, it suddenly flew up and shot a beam of white light towards Number 98.

The next moment, Number 98, along with his invincible shield, was completely caught off guard and sucked into the soul-guided ball.

The white light gradually subsided, fell to the ground, shook, and then remained silent. All the spectators were stunned, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

What did they see?

How could such a large, living person be sucked into a small ball in an instant?

No, when did a storage soul tool become able to lock people up?

Before the audience could recover, the red and white ball started shaking violently again.

A smile appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips.

His design concept for this Soul Master Orb is a product created by combining the storage Soul Tool and the Conferred God Platform.

However, due to the lack of top-tier sealing core formations and rare metals, the Fengshen Platform could not effectively use its own strength to block the enemy.

If Huo Yuhao's God-Sealing Orb were only made based on the original God-Sealing Platform, let alone imprisoning a six-ring Soul Emperor, even if he imprisoned a Title Douluo, there wouldn't be any commotion.

However, keeping him locked up for a while was enough for Huo Yuhao.

Suddenly, a layer of gray airflow was released from Huo Yuhao's body, condensing into a cloud of smoke.

Huo Yuhao continued chanting, and streams of gray energy were constantly released from his body, merging into the violently shaking God-Sealing Orb.

The bizarre scene shocked everyone present.

Under the watchful eyes of all the spectators, a gray spirit ring silently rose from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet. Yes, it was a gray spirit ring. A deathly gray.

The moment it appeared, the entire golden hall seemed to lose its luster.

Behind Huo Yuhao, a tall and imposing figure was faintly visible. Although only the outline was visible and the features were unclear, the boundless aura of majesty instantly shocked the entire audience.

As the terrifying, majestic phantom and the gray spirit ring appeared beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, his entire demeanor changed instantly.

Cold, death, violence, chilling.

Endless negative energy gathered here, as if he were the embodiment of all the negative energy in the world.

Almost everyone who had been sitting upright in the central VIP room jumped up at the same time, their faces filled with horror, including the female vice-leader.

They all quickly stood by the window, staring intently at Huo Yuhao below.

They all wanted to know what that power and that gray spirit ring were.

Huo Yuhao didn't know the answer to this question either. He just thought that gray spirit rings were more stylish, so he simulated one.

On the competition stage, a silver-gray six-pointed star mark faintly appeared on Huo Yuhao's left hand, while a gray aura swirled and wrapped around his right hand.

Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had completely turned into a gray-black color, symbolizing the soul and death.

Huo Yuhao slowly raised his right hand and gently placed his index finger on his lips.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

(End of this chapter)