Douluo Continent: The Spirit-Eyed Detective Huo Yuhao

"Phew~ Was it a dream..." She breathed a sigh of relief; she was still lying there.

"You'd better get up quickly." Wang Dong opened his eyes and saw a woman with bluish-gray skin and long hair hanging halfway up the wall. Her long hair stuck to the wall looked like a constantly extending crack, and she kept muttering something.

"Can you see it...?"

"I can't see...I can't see..."

The room was eerily quiet. Wang Dong kept telling himself that he couldn't see anything, then quickly changed his shoes and ran outside.

"Looking for Yuhao, yes, he's right next door." Wang Dong tried hard to suppress his fear, pretending not to see her.

As she stepped outside, Wang Dong could even feel the strands of hair hanging down brushing against her cheeks.

"Waaah..."

Wang Dong suddenly pushed open Huo Yuhao's door, about to let out a scream he had been holding back for a long time.

Before she could even scream, she saw a sight that terrified her.

Huo Yuhao sat upright on the edge of the bed, surrounded by strangely shaped and differently dead ghosts and monsters. Some were one-eyed, some had long tongues, some were hanging, some were drowning, some were cut off, and some were burned. No matter what kind of fierce and evil spirits they were, they all gathered around Huo Yuhao, like stars surrounding the moon.

"Hmm? So you can see?" Huo Yuhao smiled gently at the stunned Wang Dong.

It seems that Wang Dong's mental strength has also undergone a remarkable transformation due to the long-term radiation from his own excessive mental power.

"What...what are all these?" Wang Dong stammered, the scene before her eyes was really shocking to her worldview.

"Them? They are all 'ghosts' who died in the Soul Fighting Tournament."

"Undead?"

After Huo Yuhao reminded him, Wang Dong took a closer look at the ghosts and monsters and found that although they died in a terrible state, their resentful faces showed that they were indeed very young.

Some of them were still wearing school uniforms or sect uniforms.

"They... all died in the Soul Fighting Tournament..." Wang Dong couldn't help but swallow. She had only ever heard of the victories and honors of the tournament, but she didn't know that hidden beneath them were countless lives lost.

Yes, this is a competition where you have to sign a waiver of liability.

"Yuhao, what are you going to do?" Wang Dong asked.

"Let us perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife."

Chapter 106 Huo Yuhao disguises himself as a ghost in the palace, and the Star Luo Emperor is resurrected in the underworld.

midnight,

In preparation for the upcoming competition, the entire Star Emperor Hotel quieted down early, and almost all the contestants were sound asleep to recharge.

Huo Yuhao was the same; he sat quietly on the bed, seemingly in meditation.

Wang Dong lay sprawled on the floor, leaning against the bedside, looking very peaceful.

"Damn it, how did I die?"

Wang Dong's soul floated around his physical body, shouting and screaming.

"You're not dead. I just pulled your soul out." Huo Yuhao gently released his finger from Wang Dong's brow. He used his spiritual power to slightly reinforce Wang Dong's soul, "so it won't easily dissipate."

Since the divine consciousness within her body was dispelled, her soul has no longer been affected, and Huo Yuhao can operate directly.

“Since you can see these undead, then let’s all come along,” Huo Yuhao said.

"Come together? For what?" Wang Dong asked, puzzled.

"You'll see when you come."

"Is it a new game?"

"It's even more exciting than a game," Huo Yuhao laughed. "Let's break into the palace at night."

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Star Luo Imperial Palace

The Star Luo Empire has a relatively young emperor. The previous emperor died young, and Xu Jiawei, who only had the cultivation level of a Soul Douluo, took over the throne before he could enjoy the life of the crown prince for a few years.

As the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, Xu Jiawei has been working tirelessly these days, not only because of the grand Soul Master Competition, but also because of the affairs of the White Tiger Duke's family.

"What's going on with Dai Hao's family? How come they lost their son and wife in just a few months? And now he's been injured in an explosion. Luckily, the injury isn't too serious, just some troublesome corpse poison..." Emperor Xingluo sat on the bed, his face full of worry, sighing and talking to himself as he asked the Empress beside him.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest." The Empress massaged his shoulders. What could she say? She never concerned herself with such matters; she could only share his worries.

"Sigh!" Xu Jiawei sighed repeatedly and went to sleep.

The palace, adorned with stars, is magnificent even under the starry night sky.

however,

At this very moment, no one knows that above the palace, ten thousand ghosts roam in the night.

………………

"They're asleep. Hey, aren't we sure we won't get caught like this?" Wang Dongpiao whispered from the side.

"No, we have Brother Tianmeng's divine sense to conceal our whereabouts, so even a Title Douluo wouldn't be able to detect us." Huo Yuhao said, reaching out to point at the Star Luo Emperor's heart, using the same trick he had on Wang Dong to draw out his soul.

"It's done." Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. "Let's go, let's give him a good dream."

………………

"Where...is this?"

When Emperor Xingluo opened his eyes again, he found himself no longer in his palace. He was surrounded by a desolate wilderness, with howling wolves, wailing ghosts, howling demonic winds, and an extremely eerie atmosphere.

"Am I dreaming?" This situation baffled him; he couldn't think of any other explanation besides dreaming.

He was still wearing his bathrobe, so how did he get here?

"Such a vivid dream, but apart from being a bit eerie, it's nothing much." As the emperor, Xu Jiawei certainly wouldn't be frightened by a mere nightmare.

However, things were not as simple as he thought.

A chilling wind made him shiver, and then he saw a large number of people suddenly appear in the distance, standing in neat rows as if they were queuing up.

"That's strange. There was no one here just now. Dreams just don't make sense." Xu Jiawei shook his head. Since he couldn't wake up for the time being, he might as well see how bizarre this dream could get.

Thinking this, he stepped forward and patted the person in front of him, "Friend, what are you doing?"

"What?"

The man in front slowly turned his head, and horrifyingly, as he turned his head, his head and neck turned 180 degrees, revealing a rotting face.

"Of course, it's reincarnation."

"Huh?!" This startled Xu Jiawei so much that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

Not only that, he also discovered that he couldn't use any of his Soul Douluo's Soul Power, and he couldn't even summon his Martial Soul.

Meanwhile, the long line of people waiting to be reincarnated turned around with sinister smiles, each with the same identical death expression.

"Then you shall come with us to the Yellow Springs and cross the Bridge of Helplessness." As they spoke, their skeletal hands climbed onto Xu Jiawei's shoulders, as if to pull him along on the journey.

"I...I have no grudge against you, why are you here to take my life!" Emperor Xingluo screamed in agony, trembling.

"None of your business? We all died in your favorite Soul Fighting Tournament!"

"Soul Fighting Tournament?"

Just as Xu Jiawei was trying to understand what the other party meant, a voice came.

"Emperor Xingluo, Emperor Xingluo, come here." The speaker was an elderly man with normal appearance.

Upon seeing the old man, Xu Jiawei felt as if he had seen a savior and scrambled to his side.

"Old sir, may I ask who you are? And what is the situation here?" As soon as Xu Jiawei arrived next to the old man, none of the ghosts around dared to approach him. He breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully asked the old man.

"Who I am is not important, and this place, the underworld, the netherworld, the netherworld... call it whatever you like." The old man stroked his beard and laughed. "I am only here on orders to lead you to see someone."

"The underworld... Could it be that I am really dead?" Xu Jiawei smiled bitterly, a sense of loss washing over him.

"Don't despair, Emperor Xingluo, you still have a glimmer of hope," the old man said.

"Sir, may I ask what kind of life force you are referring to?" Xu Jiawei asked excitedly.

"Come with me." The old man waved his hand, and a cold wind swept the Star Luo Emperor away towards the distant Senluo Palace.

What the Star Luo Emperor didn't see was the sly smile on the old man's face as he turned around.

That old man was none other than the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm in disguise.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, transformed into an old man, thought to itself, "Although I don't understand what Yuhao is trying to do, using illusions to fool people is really fun, hehe."

Thus, Emperor Xingluo followed Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and saw many scenes of the underworld along the way.

The journey was filled with the continuous Yin Mountains and the thick black fog. Beyond the Yin Mountains, there were also places where mournful cries and terrifying monsters could be heard. It was only thanks to the protection of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm that he did not lose his mind.

"Sir, where is this place?"

"Oh, this is the eighteenth level of hell," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said seriously. In reality, it was a simulation he and Huo Yuhao had created.

Emperor Xingluo shrank back, not daring to look any further.

Before long, a city suddenly appeared, with a large sign hanging on the city gate that read "Gate of the Underworld" in seven large golden characters, and ghost messengers with blue faces and fangs standing on both sides.

The sight of this scene sent another shiver down Xu Jiawei's spine.

Upon entering the Senluo Palace, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm brought him before Huo Yuhao.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao also changed his appearance, his face becoming majestic and terrifying, and his body exuding an aura of death.

He was simulating the aura of Electrolux's Necromancer, which was perfect for him to play the role of Yama.

"Your Majesty, the person has been brought." Tianmeng cupped her hands in greeting to Huo Yuhao.

"Okay." Huo Yuhao nodded, then went to greet Xu Jiawei, "Welcome to the Underworld, Emperor of Xingluo."

"I really didn't want to come..." Xu Jiawei said tremblingly, crying out in his heart.

Chapter 107: The Opening Ceremony of the Sports Games, Shrek Team Makes its Appearance

"Emperor Xingluo, don't be afraid. Your lifespan is not over yet, so we won't take you away," Huo Yuhao, disguised as Yama, said to Xu Jiawei with a smile. "We'll send a few ghost messengers to bring you back to the living world in a little while."

The sinister smile made Xu Jiawei shudder, but he quickly thanked him, "Thank you... thank you. I just don't understand why those who are already dead are demanding my life? What does this have to do with the Soul Fighting Tournament?"