Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 683 The Holy Son? (6K)

"I was very careful when I acted, and I was able to save him."

Huo Yuhao snorted and summoned the God-Sealing Orb back with a wave of his hand.

His understanding of the Fengshentai technical system is still very superficial.

Although the God-Sealing Ball can imprison people, other methods are still needed to subdue opponents.

Huo Yuhao looked up at the three referees who were already in a daze, and the gray and black in his eyes gradually faded.

"I won! Now can I go collect my reward?"

The protective shield activated, and Nether Thunder Douluo quickly arrived in front of Huang Zheng, helping him up and carefully examining his body.

Among the abilities of evil spirit masters, there are countless spells that target the mind and soul, so he couldn't help but worry.

After confirming that he was unharmed, Ming Lei Douluo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Huo Yuhao with an extremely strange gaze.

The three referees had already stepped down from the referee's stand, but instead of approaching Huo Yuhao, they looked hesitantly at the Nether Thunder Douluo.

Just then, another old man came up on the stage.

It was Nangong Wan, who was known as the Second Elder.

"Your subordinate pays respects to the Alliance Leader."

All three referees bowed to the Nangong Bowl at the same time.

"Get up, everyone! Why aren't you giving this young friend the reward he deserves for qualifying?"

It must be admitted that the Nangong Bowl is absolutely dignified in appearance.

His white hair was neatly combed back, his white beard flowed, and he wore a kind smile on his face. He was easy to make a good impression on first meeting.

If he didn't use his power, who would be able to tell that Nangong Wan was actually a high-ranking and powerful evil spirit master elder?

With his order, the three referees dared not delay and quickly ordered people to bring up the table full of rare metals.

After Huo Yuhao collected all the rewards he was entitled to, Nangong Wan, who was called the leader of the alliance, smiled slightly: "Young friend, I am the person in charge of the Xishui Alliance. You can call me Nangong Wan."

"Hello, Alliance Leader Nangong."

This finally brought out the higher-ups of the Evening Water Alliance. Although nothing could be discerned on the surface, their reactions spoke volumes.

Nangong Wan didn't say much, but said to the three referees, "Alright, let's announce the result of the match."

"Yes." The chief referee announced loudly, "After fierce competition, the top three from the Xishui Alliance division of this year's Mingdu Soul Instructor Elite Competition have been determined. In addition to today's grand prize, they will also have the opportunity to represent our Xishui Alliance in the final competition against the top three from the other two divisions."

The competition finally ended, bringing joy to some and sorrow to others. Some gamblers with a strong gambling spirit who had bet on Huo Yuhao were now cheering loudly. Meanwhile, those who had placed their bets incorrectly were all dejected.

There should be quite a few stuntmen jumping off the roof of the Qingse Hotel today, right?

If Huo Yuhao weren't so busy, he would have insisted on sitting on a small stool on the rooftop of the Mingyue Hotel to enjoy the view—what a heaven-sent observation deck!

Nangong Wan approached Huo Yuhao and smiled, "Young friend, may we have a word?"

"Let's talk after I win the final championship. Or is it that your Xishui Alliance has no willpower at all?"

Huo Yuhao chuckled, looking at Nangong Wan with eyes that seemed to see right through him.

Nangong Wan was immediately a little embarrassed: "Since you're not willing to say more, then let's talk properly after you win the final championship representing our Xishui Alliance."

"There's something I can tell you in advance: if you win this honor for our Xishui Alliance, then in addition to the competition rewards, our Xishui Alliance will give you a separate, generous gift."

"That would be perfect, I can't wait."

After saying that, he turned and left, showing no intention of continuing the conversation.

Nangong Wan stood on the stage, gazing in the direction Huo Yuhao and the others had left, a thoughtful expression on his face.

All the doors of the Golden Hall were wide open, and gamblers filed out.

After meeting up with Nana and Wang Dong'er, the three of them left the Qingse Hotel.

It seemed that no one noticed that a dark figure was quietly following behind them, hanging at a distance.

Just when the shadowy figure thought it could easily complete the mission, the next moment, a terrifying mental force surge, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, surged into the shadowy figure's mental sea like a runaway beast.

That spiritual power was so immense that, when faced with it, he was like a pedestrian standing beneath a building, and the building collapsed in the next instant.

"These people from the Evening Water Alliance are clearly getting restless."

Huo Yuhao took out the Soul Palace token and a box of inkpads, and walked towards the fallen shadow with a chuckle.

The VIP room on the basement floor of the Qingse Hotel.

"Teacher, I was wrong. I was completely out of my mind at the time. I was stunned by those three punches from that strange zombie, and then... I was knocked unconscious."

Number Ninety-Eight knelt down before the Third Elder with a face full of shame and pain.

The Third Elder remained silent with a stern face, while Number Ninety-Six knelt beside Number Ninety-Eight, head bowed and silent.

Besides the three of them, the Second Elder, the leader of the Xishui Alliance, Nangong Wan, the deputy leader, Feng Ling, and several other middle-aged people were also in the VIP room.

"Vice Master, what do you think of that young man just now?" Nangong Wan asked in a low voice.

A strange light shone in Feng Ling's grey-blue eyes. "It's very peculiar. That feeling is like what we've been searching for all along."

Nangong Wan was startled. "You mean, he might be the Holy Son?"

Feng Ling nodded slightly. "Yes, it's that strange feeling."

According to Merck, the other party not only possesses the ability to control corpses, but also the power of curses, and can even use the corpse slaves he summons.

At this point, Feng Ling frowned slightly, unsure how to describe that ability.

According to Merck, that incredibly powerful corpse slave didn't have any spirit rings, and the corpse shouldn't be able to use spirit rings either.

But the opponent unleashed a strange "soul skill" that whipped itself and strengthened itself.

"Have you noticed that his spirit ring is an unprecedented gray spirit ring? You must know that even I and the sect leader cannot violate the rules of Douluo Continent, and our spirit rings are still the same as those of other spirit masters."

"Let the corpse release a 'soul skill,' an unprecedented gray soul ring. Whether it's the Soul Hall or not doesn't matter; this Soul Cripple must be in the hands of our Holy Sect."

Nangong Wan said, "I have already sent people to follow them. Perhaps they will not return directly to Mingyue Hotel, but will go to report to the people of the Soul Hall. I have instructed my men to be extra careful."

The vice-leader said, "You did very well today, without alerting the enemy. I will report this matter to the leader immediately and ask him for his decision."

(End of this chapter)