Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 739 My Brain Is Trembling! (Daily 10,000 words)

Ye Guyi, who was incredibly powerful just moments before, was now suspended in mid-air. The four wings on his back slowly disappeared, and the surging soul power within him seemed to be suppressed in some way, unable to even leave his body.

The next moment, the distorted light dissipated, and the maddening golden eyes within the Gate of the Dead vanished, replaced by countless thick chains with sharp scythes shooting out from within.

The thick, scythe-like chains pierced her body, penetrating and binding her, locking her firmly within them. At this moment, she seemed to have completely lost her soul; only her blood splattered in the air, evaporating into countless wisps of gray-black vapor.

All the thick chains suddenly yanked back, dragging her body into the gates of the dead, which looked terrifying to everyone.

The Gate of the Dead finally closed, but in the instant it closed, it transformed into a gaping, ferocious maw with sharp teeth, chewing forcefully.

The entire room fell silent. Most people felt a chill run down their spines, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

A rift appeared out of nowhere, the Gate of the Dead vanished silently, and in a flash of light, Huo Yuhao, clad in the Ghost Warrior Armor, reappeared, his gray eyes still filled with the aura of death.

A hush fell over the entire arena. Even Ye Yulin, the chief referee suspended in mid-air, had his facial muscles twitching. He suddenly realized that, despite his own strength, he felt a sense of fear towards this unfathomable young man.

A demonic soul master! He's such a powerful demonic soul master! How could a genius soul master with such talent be a demonic soul master?!

Ye Yulin was torn and in pain. What a Soul Palace, what a Soul Heavenly Remnant! He should have known sooner. This was just another evil soul master force, only it was disguised better than the Holy Spirit Cult.

But could he tell anyone? No, His Highness the Crown Prince wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by.

He would only work with the Holy Spirit Cult to win over the Soul Hall, allowing the Soul Hall, which was ostensibly a righteous force, to infiltrate the core circle of the three great empires and deliver a fatal blow to them at a critical moment.

"Who else?" A chilling voice emanated from his demon mask, cold and menacing, with a powerful and awe-inspiring authority that shook the very soul.

"Clap, clap, clap..." The sudden sound of applause rang out.

Huo Yuhao looked in the direction the sound came from, and what he saw was a pair of eerily beautiful gray-blue eyes. And the owner of those eyes was none other than Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Following her, the four Holy Spirit Cult elders clapped their hands with eyes full of excitement and fervor.

What a powerful evil spirit master! What a soul-shaking talent! My brain is trembling, my brain is trembling!

Summoning the undead army—this is no longer the Holy Son, but a Holy Emperor who exists only in doctrine, the destined master of the Holy Spirit Cult, someone to whom they should offer their flesh and soul in exchange for grace.

He won. Hun Tiancan, representing the Xishui Alliance, won the final victory in this Mingdu Soul Master Elite Competition.

Ye Yulin landed on the competition stage, looking at Huo Yuhao in front of him with a complicated expression. He suddenly had an impulse to bring down the Sun and Moon Divine Needle from the sky and destroy this guy.

A genius soul master, a genius evil soul master. At such a young age. Can the empire truly control him in the future? And with such a genius descendant, how prosperous will the Holy Spirit Cult be?

However, Ye Yulin ultimately dared not do it. Under the watchful eyes of the five Title Douluo-level evil soul masters below, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it!

Compared to the many powerful figures here, Huo Yuhao displayed talent. However, in terms of actual strength, he was worlds apart from these Title Douluo and Level 9 Soul Masters.

However, by grasping the psychology of the crowd and correctly judging the changing attitudes of the evil spirit masters and the three major underground forces, he single-handedly took control of the entire situation. The evil spirit masters, in fact, became his protectors.

Beneath the mask of Oni Warrior, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Xi Shui Alliance, Hun Tian Can, wins." Ye Yulin's complicated expression finally returned to normal, and she announced the final result with some difficulty.

When the result was announced, the Audu Chamber of Commerce and the Ordinary Alliance, who should have been extremely unhappy, were surprisingly silent. Not a single person dared to voice any objection.

How could Huo Yuhao's displayed abilities not terrify them? What terrified them was not Hun Tiancan on the stage, but the five evil soul masters standing solemnly below, no longer concealing their auras.

The five people's bodies began to tremble in unison. Elder Nangong Wan's eyes bulged out, and his lips turned outward due to excitement, revealing pale, bloodless gums. He looked as if he was about to go mad at any moment.

The other titled Douluos weren't much better off. They had lost their composure as titled Douluos and were now filled with nothing but supreme reverence for evil and darkness. Only Feng Ling managed to maintain a semblance of elegance as the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Evil, evil, evil! Utterly evil, utterly evil!

If such a young evil spirit master is already so terrifying, capable of slaying and devouring the possessor of the Holy Angel Martial Soul, then what kind of power must these even stronger evil spirit masters possess?

Huo Yuhao nodded to Ye Yulin and said, "Since I won, please give me the reward, Chief Referee."

One figure after another quietly appeared beside Huo Yuhao. It was Feng Ling who brought four elders of the Holy Spirit Sect to Huo Yuhao's side.

Feng Ling stared at Ye Yulin with an eerie gaze. She didn't say anything, but the rising aura she exuded made Ye Yulin's face turn pale with horror.

Super Douluo. This person actually possesses the cultivation level of a Super Douluo. A Super Douluo-level evil soul master!

Nangong Wan was now brimming with pride: "The championship of the Mingdu Soul Instructor Elite Competition belongs to my Xishui Alliance. From this moment on, our bet is complete."

The bet he was referring to was, of course, the right to smuggle rare metals.

The two leaders of the underground forces had already stood up.

Their faces were extremely grim, as if they wanted to argue.

But looking at the five evil spirit masters on the stage, radiating murderous intent, he ultimately restrained himself and shook his head with difficulty.

Besides making money, the most important thing about this elite Soul Master competition is actually the competition for the right to smuggle rare metals.

Now that the Xishui Alliance has won the championship, the smuggling route naturally falls to the Holy Spirit Sect and the Crown Prince faction behind it.

Nangong Wan said arrogantly, "Fine, since you have nothing to say, let's proceed according to the rules. Come to my Xishui Alliance headquarters tomorrow, and we'll discuss the follow-up matters properly."

Both sides were unwilling, but there was nothing they could do.

The outcome is already an unchangeable fact.

The madam of the Ordinary Alliance is already thinking about running away.

Why would I go to your Xishui Alliance headquarters?

Am I going to go and die?

(End of this chapter)