Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 779 Desecrating a corpse is the noblest form of revenge (6K)

Before Dai Hao could finish speaking, he felt an immense mental fluctuation, almost suffocating him, surge out of Huo Yuhao's skull.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's mind was burning with rage, and his skull was cracking from the news of the Duchess's death.

The violent mental fluctuations lost their usual tranquility during mental probing, and began to sweep wildly throughout the Duke's mansion.

Even the servants in the White Tiger Duke's mansion could easily feel their bodies being swept by a terrifying gaze, their very hearts, livers, spleens, and lungs clearly seen.

"What do you want to do?"

Dai Yueheng seemed to have guessed Huo Yuhao's thoughts, and a wave of fear washed over her: "If you want revenge, come at me!"

"Bang—"

In just a moment, Dai Yueheng, who was at the Soul Saint realm, was sent flying by a palm strike from Wang Dong'er, who hadn't made a move yet. Slowly retracting her Dark Gold Terror Claw, Wang Dong'er stood calmly beside the enraged Huo Yuhao, as if nothing had happened.

She held back with that palm strike; if she had used her claws, Dai Yueheng wouldn't have been sent flying with just one blow.

The divine soul power bestowed upon her in the Valley of Love and Destiny caused her soul power level to rise three levels. After leaving the Valley of Love and Destiny, she absorbed the divine soul ring in her hand and became a true seven-ring soul saint.

In her eyes, opponents of the same level are now no different from chickens and dogs, and even if the opponent is a top-tier offensive Soul Saint with the White Tiger Martial Soul, it won't work.

"I've found you."

Huo Yuhao stomped his foot and shot into the sky, his voice as cold as a demon from the deepest hell.

"Yuhao, don't be so stubborn!"

At this moment, Dai Hao realized what Huo Yuhao wanted to do. He transformed into his White Tiger form, leaped into the sky, and blocked Huo Yuhao's path.

"Hahahahaha."

Huo Yuhao let out a morbid laugh, a laugh like a night owl circling in the night sky, a laugh that seemed to pierce the bones and intestines, like a cold wind rising from the underworld.

"Dai Hao, you are someone else's husband and someone else's father after all."

Seeing Dai Hao suddenly activate his Martial Soul True Body and stand in front of him, Huo Yuhao's last bit of hesitation finally disappeared.

From beginning to end, I actually held onto that tiny, insignificant fantasy about this seed planter. Now it seems like such an incredibly stupid idea.

"I...I really neglected Yun'er, and I neglected you too."

Dai Hao's face began to turn pale, and the color drained from his face.

Even when facing the combined attack of four Title Douluos from the Sun Moon Empire, he had never been so lost in thought as he was now.

Any explanation or reason is futile in the face of this.

"In that case, tell me first, is this the engagement token you left for my mother, or the knife you left for her to commit suicide in her room?"

Huo Yuhao's fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking. His soul power and spiritual power surged around him. Suddenly, a small knife appeared in front of him and slowly floated beside him.

The short blade is about 12 inches long, and the scabbard is dark green and made of the finest crocodile skin.

The handle is about five inches long and has no fancy decorations, but it gives people a sense of antiquity.

Seeing the small knife, Dai Hao felt as if his head was about to explode. Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes, making him feel as if an earthquake had struck his heart.

"This is indeed the token of love I gave to your mother."

Dai Hao stared tremblingly at the short knife: "Yun'er, is she alright?"

"It's all good. She's been suffering from tuberculosis for so many years, and I've been her burden. How could she not be good? In order to cure my mother, I asked the senior healers of Shrek Academy for treatment. It took two months of treatment and recuperation to finally get rid of the root of the disease. This is all thanks to you, Grand Duke."

"Yun'er is still alive, that's good."

Dai Hao's lips trembled, as if he had let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yuhao, could you... please consider... please consider..." Dai Hao seemed to know that he owed Huo Yuhao nothing and had no face to speak of. After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Spare your aunt's body and give her peace in death."

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes were incredibly sharp, a look that Dai Yueheng had never seen before.

Like a lone wolf in the wild, dangerous, fierce, and unapproachable to strangers, always ready to devour someone.

"Get out of here."

Dai Hao remained silent.

He lowered his head and remained silent.

What could he possibly say?

Of course, he had a thousand reasons to wrong Huo Yun'er.

But he couldn't just stand by and watch Huo Yuhao charge in, causing his wife's body to be unable to rest in peace even in death.

Dai Hao wanted to atone for his sins.

But this method was something he could not bear.

The White Tiger Duke is now in a dilemma.

The atmosphere became extremely heavy at this moment, and the intense low pressure made it almost impossible to breathe.

The servants and White Tiger guards around them never imagined that what should have been a joyous day for family reunion would suddenly turn into this.

"It seems you really intend to be buried with your wife. Fine, I'll grant your wish."

Huo Yuhao took another step forward. Although his cultivation level was not yet at the Soul Saint realm, the terrifying aura around him made Dai Hao, a level 91 Title Douluo, feel breathless.

Yellow, purple, black, black, red, red.

Six spirit rings, even more terrifying than Mu En's, fell. Even Mu En only obtained his first 100,000-year spirit ring when he was seven rings, while Huo Yuhao, although only a six-ring spirit emperor, already possessed two 100,000-year spirit rings!

"What are you doing! Roar!"

A tiger's roar erupted from Dai Yueheng's mouth, and an almost identical white tiger martial soul instantly possessed him, poised to pounce towards Huo Yuhao.

"snort!"

Wang Dong'er spread her body, and the dazzling butterfly wings behind her fluttered, transforming her into a stream of light.

By the time everyone could see clearly, the dark gold claws, radiating a sharp aura, were already pressed against Dai Yueheng's neck.

"Don't move."

The wings of the Goddess of Light fluttered gently in the breeze, radiating beams of pure, luminous power.

What's even more unbelievable is the equally impressive Soul Ring configuration beneath Wang Dong'er's feet.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, red, red!

Although slightly inferior to Huo Yuhao, the difference is not far. With a more powerful soul ring configuration than Mu En, the terrifying pressure of a Soul Saint level was unmistakable.

Is this really the kind of spirit ring configuration that humans can have?

Faced with the extremely sharp dark gold claws, Dai Yueheng swallowed hard.

From the claw that was blocking his throat, he felt a strong sense of crisis that made him tremble and his hair stand on end.

It was as if he would be beheaded the moment he made the slightest move.

Dai Yueheng suddenly felt that the scene before him was somewhat unreal.

Five years ago, he was still the powerful White Tiger Soul Emperor, and he was not so great when facing Huo Yuhao.

Five years later, although he has advanced to the Soul Saint level, he seems to be able to kill these two people with a flick of his wrist!

He thought he was good enough to be considered one of the best among Shrek's graduates, but the truth is that he was far from being a true top genius.

The other party came to his door, wanting to dig up his mother's body to vent their anger.

But as a son, he had no power whatsoever to stop the other party.

This stark disparity made the usually proud Dai Yueheng feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

(End of this chapter)