Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 715 Bone Dragon VS Bone Dragon (6K)

A deeper and fiercer dragon roar reverberated throughout the entire Soul Arena. Even the audience members present couldn't help but be slightly dazed upon hearing this dragon roar, which carried terrifying death power.

A look of shock flashed in Zhongli Wu's eyes, but he immediately remembered that his disciple was still on the Soul Battle Stage.

The extremely fast-paced, forceful sound signaled Zhang Peng to surrender and admit defeat. As for the other disciples, their deaths were no big deal; the Holy Spirit Cult had no shortage of evil spirit masters with fast cultivation speeds. As long as their own disciples could survive, that was all that mattered.

After this battle, at the cost of six disciples' lives, the relationship between the Holy Spirit Sect and the Soul Palace in the outside world has become extremely hostile. Even Xu Tianran would no longer doubt either side, and the Holy Spirit Sect's goal has been achieved.

If more people die, the relationship between the Holy Spirit Sect and the Soul Palace will no longer be feigned, but will truly be one where an heir has died, leading to a war of words.

Huo Yuhao naturally realized this as well, but the coldness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

According to the information relayed by Ma Xiaotao, although Yan Feng is the personal disciple of the Imperial Preceptor Zhongli Wu, he has not yet even obtained the status of a Holy Son within the Holy Spirit Sect.

On the contrary, Ma Xiaotao, who followed the vice leader Feng Ling, managed to become a saintess even after experiencing a minor rampage of evil fire for three days and a major rampage for seven days. The reason is simple: evil fire increases cultivation by killing people very quickly. Although Ma Xiaotao's rampages happened to kill evil soul masters.

But you could just say whether Ma Xiaotao killed him or not.

For this reason, Huo Yuhao planned to give Ma Xiaotao another push. Yan Feng, who was almost certain to become a Holy Son after breaking through to the eighth ring, absolutely could not be allowed to live. Only in this way could Ma Xiaotao enjoy almost all the resources allocated to the younger generation of the Holy Spirit Sect.

For some reason, Huo Yuhao remembered a slogan that a divine child had told him.

Eat his mother's food, drink his mother's water, when the rebel king comes, we won't pay taxes.

Huo Yuhao's mind was churning with thoughts, but the pressure emanating from the dark gate grew stronger and stronger. Yan Feng subconsciously lowered his bone dragon form and stared solemnly at the terrifying aura behind Huo Yuhao.

Although he couldn't see anything, Yan Feng still felt a terrifying aura, a suppression from his bloodline, an aura that made him feel desperate.

Only through Huo Yuhao's mental detection could one see what was happening inside: a huge dragon head slowly emerged from the Gate of the Dead, followed by a massive body that resembled a mountain.

Soon, the Frost Bone Dragon crawled out of the Gate of the Dead. Its body was over thirty meters long, almost the size of a small hill.

Its skeleton is woven from hard ice crystals and ancient dragon bones, presenting a deep blue-white color, as if blending into the azure of the sky and the white of ice and snow. A thin layer of frost covers the surface of the skeleton, shimmering with a cold and enchanting light.

Its head was enormous and majestic, with a towering skull inlaid with several crystal-clear blue ice crystals. Its lower jaw was forged from star steel, which had better properties than tungsten steel. Inside the hollow skull, a rapidly spinning ice-attribute soul core was rapidly rotating, devouring the surrounding ice-attribute soul power.

Yan Feng's true form of the bone dragon trembled violently at this moment. He felt an incomparable power in front of him. At this moment, Yan Feng felt as if his bones were about to shatter, his soul was about to wither, and even the fire of the dead was about to be extinguished.

An indescribable terror instantly overwhelmed him.

Yan Feng was about to turn and flee almost immediately, but the thick dragon claws had already slammed down fiercely.

"We surrender!"

Zhang Peng's words were ultimately a beat too late. He was unaware of what was happening on the field until the palm strike landed, at which point he received Zhongli Wu's message and shouted out those words as quickly as possible.

To be honest, even if Huo Yuhao continued his offensive now, in the darkness, no one could be sure whether he was only doing so as a counterattack.

But Huo Yuhao did not do that. Instead, he slowly returned the bone dragon to the undead demiplane, waved his hand, and dispelled the darkness that enveloped the entire area.

"hiss--"

Many spectators gasped at the sight of the carnage on the field. After the Dark Ice Explosion, the evil soul masters on the field were basically reduced to wreckage, their deaths gruesome. Only Yan Feng, whose bones were almost shattered by a single palm strike and whose martial soul true body was also destroyed, still managed to survive.

Huo Yuhao was well aware of Yan Feng's attack; his Martial Soul True Body was forcibly destroyed, and his Martial Soul suffered severe damage.

Although this will not affect Yan Feng's life, it can greatly affect his foundation. A potential Limit Douluo who takes this blow will only ever become a Title Douluo at best.

Compared to Xiao Hongchen, whose strength may not have improved at all in the past five years, Yan Feng's condition is probably even worse.

After this battle, Huo Yuhao basically wiped out the younger generation of the Holy Spirit Cult, and no one could threaten Ma Xiaotao's position anymore.

On the platform, Zhongli Wu stood quietly.

His hands, hidden in his sleeves, had somehow become clenched into fists, and an extremely unstable and dangerous aura emanated from him, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

Jing Hongchen took a step forward and stood in front of Crown Prince Xu Tianran, protecting him and Ju Zi behind him.

A layer of fiery red light had already shone on Jing Hongchen's chest.

Although Jing Hongchen had never fought Zhongli Wu, he knew how terrifying this man was.

If he goes berserk, this platform will probably turn into a hellish place.

Jing Hongchen wasn't the only one who sensed the dangerous aura emanating from the mysterious national advisor; seven or eight figures quickly arrived in front of Xu Tianran, surrounding him completely.

Suddenly, another person appeared beside Zhongli Wu: a woman shrouded in a black robe.

It was Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult: "Cult Leader."

The dangerous aura emanating from Zhongli Wu slowly subsided, and an extremely cold voice came from beneath the cloak: "So this is the Soul Palace, so this is Soul Heavenly Remnant! I will make him taste the agony of his soul being burned, his skin peeled off, and his bones eroded."

Zhongli Wu's reaction was half feigned and half genuine.

These members representing the Holy Spirit Cult were all under twenty years old, and each of them was an elite among elites within the cult, a potential titled Douluo.

It's one thing for those killed by Shrek Academy, but it's truly heartbreaking for Zhongli Wu to see these promising talents killed by the Soul Hall.

Fortunately, Yan Feng, whom they regarded as their personal disciple, was still alive. It seems that the Soul Palace still knows who can be killed and who cannot.

Seeing the extremely subtle and fleeting smile on Xu Tianran's face, Zhongli Wu finally felt a little relieved.

Xu Tianran, what will your imperial mind do next?

(End of this chapter)