Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao, the villain from a parallel world

Kong Deming's teaching method of using a step-by-step approach to elicit new ideas perfectly matched Huo Yuhao's foundation as a level 10 Soul Master in his previous life.

With his concerns gone, he gradually began to demonstrate his soul tool creation abilities, and his progress was so rapid that it could only be described as rapid as day by day.

Often, Kong Deming would only make a starting point, and he would be able to deduce the entire subsequent line of thought.

Even the most casual insights he occasionally utters require the top soul master on the continent to ponder for a long time.

Such an astonishing rate of progress amazed Kong Deming and made him even more convinced of his initial decision.

This grand-disciple was the best promising student he had ever mentored in his life.

Xiao Hongchen, who had been studying alongside Huo Yuhao, was utterly devastated.

He considered himself a genius among geniuses, but in front of Huo Yuhao, he found that his proud talent was utterly insignificant.

While he was still racking his brains over the questions Kong Deming had raised, Huo Yuhao had already presented the complete answer along with his extended line of thought.

At first, he was determined to compete with Huo Yuhao, but after countless crushing defeats, that ambition was finally worn away.

Xiao Hongchen is now completely convinced that he is no genius in front of Huo Yuhao, but at most an ordinary student.

At least that's the case in the theory of soul guidance.

Meng Hongchen, on the other hand, has frequently come to Huo Yuhao with questions over the past nine months.

She always sat in the seat closest to Huo Yuhao during class, and after class she would always take the initiative to come over, showing great affection in her words.

She called him "Senior Brother Huo" over and over again, even more affectionately than her own brother.

This situation surprised Huo Yuhao quite a bit.

In his world, although he and Meng Hongchen were both top students at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, they did not have much personal interaction.

However, he had also heard some things about Meng Hongchen.

It is said that this Miss Meng is someone who values ​​appearance extremely much.

He even fell in love at first sight with Wang Dong of Shrek Academy during the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament, until he later discovered that Wang Dong was a girl and then he completely gave up.

Objectively speaking, Huo Yuhao's current appearance can only be considered slightly above average, and he is still quite far from being described as "handsome and dashing".

Although he has a unique temperament and deep eyes, his face alone is not enough to make someone like Meng Hongchen, a well-known member of the "appearance association," fall in love at first sight.

Huo Yuhao was quite puzzled by this, and could only conclude that Meng Hongchen might have been curious about his "aloof" attitude.

However, although Meng Hongchen was close to him, she never disturbed his cultivation or research on soul tools, maintaining a perfect balance.

Huo Yuhao didn't bother to figure out what this young lady was thinking. He only had one goal now: revenge.

The Duchess of White Tiger, Dai Huabin, and the aloof Sea God Tang San—these three are the targets he intends to personally eliminate.

Dealing with Tang San is no easy task; he must go all out and cannot afford to be distracted in the slightest.

Mingdu, Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, in the dormitory.

Huo Yuhao was sitting cross-legged on the bed cultivating when his body suddenly trembled violently.

An invisible wave emanated from him and spread outwards in all directions.

The water glass on the table, the clothes rack in the corner, and the metal ornaments on the windowsill all began to shake violently at the same time, and the whole dormitory room was trembling slightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, a ball of inky black light was surging wildly.

That light was different from the power of chaos; it was more powerful, purer, and closer to the essence of power.

If the power of chaos is a drawn sword, then this beam of light is the cold glint at the tip of that sword, sharp enough to tear through the void.

Nine months of hunting and devouring, plus all the essence of that 50,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant skull, finally came to a perfect end at this moment.

The first wisp of chaotic divine power reformed.

The next second, a jet-black light burst forth from Huo Yuhao's eyes, spreading down his cheeks like a living thing, and enveloping his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Enveloped in chaotic divine power, his body began to undergo a complete transformation.

Chapter 67 Chaotic Divine Power, Appearance Change

Under the influence of divine power, the meridians became wider and stronger, the bones were compressed and tempered layer by layer, the density increased sharply, and a faint jade-colored luster emanated from the depths of the bone marrow.

Muscle fibers are torn apart and reassembled inch by inch by divine power, each reconstruction being more compact and powerful than the last.

Even his appearance was subtly altered by the divine power.

The facial features are still the same, the outline is still the same, but every detail is moving closer to the most perfect proportion.

The curve of the brow bone was slightly adjusted, the height of the bridge of the nose was slightly raised, and the jawline became cleaner and sharper.

These changes are extremely minor, almost imperceptible when viewed individually, but when combined, they give him an indescribable sense of transformation.

If there were acquaintances present, they would never think he had become a different person, but they would definitely think he was much more pleasing to the eye than before.

It's as if a piece of raw jade has had its outer layer peeled away, finally revealing its inner brilliance.

While his body was being modified, Huo Yuhao's consciousness had already sunk into the sea of ​​spirit.

A wisp of divine power was re-condensed, which was undoubtedly a world-shaking change for him now.

Divine power is condensed in the sea of ​​spirit, and the sea of ​​spirit naturally undergoes tremendous changes with the birth of divine power.

A jet-black beam of light pierced through the entire devastated landscape, casting a deep, dark glow over the dried-up riverbeds and broken mountains.

The air was filled with the unique majesty of divine power, and the once lifeless earth began to tremble slowly under the shockwaves of the divine power.

Fine cracks are slowly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cracks in the sky were also tinged with the afterglow of the divine light pillar. The edges of some of the finest cracks had begun to glow faintly, gradually becoming shallower and shorter.

Electrolux's figure hovered in mid-air, looking up at the jet-black pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the earth, his eyes, formed from gray-white mist, gleaming with an incredible light.

He had once possessed divine power. Precisely because he had possessed it, he understood better than anyone what it meant to condense divine power.

In his current remnant soul state, even if his divine consciousness remains and his soul body is stabilized by the Metal of Life, there is no possibility for him to reassemble even a trace of divine power.

Most importantly, he did not have a body that was completely in harmony with his soul.

In order to condense divine power, one must possess a body that resonates perfectly with the divine soul from the root.

A god who has been reborn through possession always has an invisible barrier between his soul and his new body, making it impossible for them to resonate at the soul level.

Only when one cultivates to godhood anew, and undergoes a complete transformation of their new body through the baptism of the laws of heaven and earth, can the soul and body achieve final harmony, and only then will divine power be reborn.

But Huo Yuhao actually did it.

He condensed divine power from the body of a mortal who had not yet become a god.

This completely overturned all of Electrolux's previous conjectures.

He always believed that Huo Yuhao was a god who had been reborn through possession, which was the only reasonable explanation. After all, what eleven-year-old child would possess a divine soul?

But now it seems that this explanation is no longer tenable.

Electrox's eyes were full of doubt, completely baffled. Even with his extensive experience, he couldn't explain what was happening before him.

Huo Yuhao was unaware of the turmoil churning within Electrolux's heart; his entire attention was focused on something else entirely.

Under the influence of divine power, his spiritual sea was repaired considerably, but this was not what made him happiest.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and revealed a genuine smile: "My divine artifact can finally be repaired."

A flash of black light, and a broken piece of monocle appeared in his palm.

The fragment was about half a finger wide, irregularly triangular in shape, and its edges were covered with jagged fracture marks.

The mirror itself has an extremely deep ink color, yet it is strangely transparent, as if it can swallow up all the light falling on it.

Even though it has been shattered to such an extent, a faint, dark halo still flows within it, like a sleeping star occasionally opening its eyes at the bottom of the abyss.

Before this divine power appeared, it had been dormant in the deepest part of the sea of ​​spirit, as dim as an ordinary piece of black glass.

But now, it sensed divine power, and so it awoke.

Huo Yuhao held the fragment in his palm, raised his other hand, and on his fingertips, the wisp of chaotic divine power that had just condensed silently ignited like an inky flame.

He slowly applied his divine power to the surface of the fragment, and the deep, dark light silently extended along the edge of the fragment, seeping into every crack like the finest water.

Under the continuous nourishment of divine power, the spiderweb-like cracks on the surface of the fragments began to emit an extremely faint fluorescence, and the damaged edges showed a faint tendency to shrink inward.

Although it was so slow that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, the long-dormant aura was indeed gradually reviving.

"Old buddy, I hope you recover soon," Huo Yuhao said in a low voice, then gently pushed the monocle fragment in his hand forward.

The fragments disappeared directly into the void, returning to the depths of the Sea of ​​Spirit, where they were continuously nourished by divine power.

After doing all this, Huo Yuhao looked back at Electrolux, then looked down at the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm sealed in the lower part of the Sea of ​​Spirit.

The plump silkworm remained obediently huddled within the inky black sealing energy, motionless. Huo Yuhao thought for a moment, but ultimately decided not to unseal it.

Before heading to the far north to obtain his second martial soul, he had one more thing to do.

With a thought, Huo Yuhao's consciousness returned to his body. He opened his eyes, jumped off the bed, and stretched his limbs.

A series of crisp sounds emanated from various parts of his body as he casually performed a few stretching movements.

I felt that every muscle and bone in my body was perfectly coordinated, and my movements were so smooth that there was no resistance whatsoever.

This feeling unconsciously brought a smile to his face.

This body was originally extremely compatible with his soul, but after being modified by the chaotic divine power, it is now even easier to use, and he even vaguely feels a bit like when he was a god-king in his previous life.

He walked to the table, picked up the mirror that hadn't been used in a long time, and looked at his face.

The face reflected in the mirror was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It feels familiar because the basic features are still the same; it feels unfamiliar because every detail has been completely transformed.

That face was still his face, but when put together, it presented a near-perfect sense of harmony.

Chapter 68 Initiating a Challenge

His current appearance is the result of divine power transforming him after he became a god in his previous life.

His appearance, which was originally just average, is now almost identical to his appearance in his previous life.