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

Above the altar, clusters of translucent spheres of soul light were imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible force, each sphere bearing a distorted human face.

The faces of those people were all filled with pain and despair, their mouths wide open as if they were emitting silent wails, but not a single sound could be heard.

The entire altar was shrouded in a visible dark red light shield. Whenever the souls tried to drift outwards, they were violently bounced back by the light shield, and could only struggle futilely within a narrow area.

Nana stumbled into the hall, her eyes frantically searching through the countless twisted souls.

When her gaze fell upon a pair of souls, a man and a woman, embracing tightly in the corner of the altar, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and her legs gave way, causing her to kneel on the ground.

Although their faces were contorted in pain, the gentle features of their former selves were still faintly visible.

She lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, her lips trembling violently, finally squeezing out a heart-wrenching cry from deep within her throat: "Dad! Mom!"

Huo Yuhao stood behind her, silently watching the imprisoned souls in the altar.

These vengeful spirits are different from those summoned by the Great Holy Spirit from the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

They have not been completely refined and still retain some of their original consciousness.

It seems the Holy Spirit Cult intends to use these souls to control the evil spirit masters on the periphery, and then completely refine their souls after they undergo spiritual ascension.

After all, once a person ascends to spirituality, their entire mind undergoes a radical transformation, and things like parental love and affection will no longer hold any meaning for them.

"Your parents and other souls have no chance of survival." Huo Yuhao's voice was calm and honest, without any embellishment. "All I can do is help them find release."

Upon hearing this, Nana lifted her tear-streaked face and nodded vigorously.

Her voice choked with emotion but remained unusually firm: "It's enough that... that they can rest in peace."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, intending to personally purify these souls.

However, at that moment, an old voice that had not been heard for a long time suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Let me do it. I'm quite good at purifying souls."

Huo Yuhao paused slightly.

Electrolux, a remnant soul that had been quietly residing in the Sea of ​​Spirit since its suppression, actually took the initiative to ask to do something, which surprised him quite a bit.

He paused for a moment, then asked himself silently, "Why?"

Electrolux's voice carried a hint of amusement, yet his tone was unusually serious: "Because we are one. You should know very well that I have long since become one with you in some way."

He paused, then continued, "So from now on, we don't need to be suspicious of each other like before."

“I know you are very interested in the cultivation methods of other worlds, and I can teach you without reservation.”

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow slightly.

Electrolux resides within his spiritual ocean, and his perception of emotions is remarkably acute.

He could accurately determine that every word Electrolux had just said was true, and there was no lie involved.

Although he didn't know why the remnant soul had suddenly changed like this, since he felt the other party's sincerity, he agreed after a little thought.

"Then let you come," Huo Yuhao thought to himself.

He relaxed some of the restrictions on his body.

The next instant, a completely different power surged from the depths of his spiritual sea, taking over his body like a gray tide.

Huo Yuhao's eyes turned grayish-white in an instant, a color like a withered wasteland in winter, filled with a strong sense of death.

But he was not panicked at all. Now that he had mastered divine power, even if Electrox dared to take over his body, he could suppress him instantly by controlling his divine power with his soul.

Huo Yuhao slowly raised his right hand, and gray flames silently gathered in his palm.

The flames were neither hot nor cold, as if they did not exist within any temperature range; they were simply pure stillness and tranquility.

The gray flames danced for a moment in his palm before slowly drifting away, flying towards the twisted vengeful spirits in the altar.

Just as the flames were about to touch the vengeful spirits, the gray suddenly faded, replaced by a dazzling gold.

The golden flames were completely different from the grayish-white flames from before. Grayish-white represented death and rest, while gold represented holiness and purification.

Two attributes that should be incompatible, in fact, were seamlessly transformed within the same flame, as if they were two sides of the same coin.

Golden flames gently landed on the twisted orbs of soul light.

Like a spring breeze sweeping across a frozen lake, those originally grotesque and distorted faces gradually relaxed under the soothing warmth of this force.

The tightly furrowed brows relaxed, the wide-open mouth slowly closed, and the deep-seated pain on every face gradually melted away.

Their eyes became clear and peaceful, devoid of fear and despair, leaving only the tranquility of liberation.

Chapter 75 Master?

Nana's parents slowly turned their heads and looked at their daughter kneeling on the ground with kind and gentle eyes.

There was no pain or reluctance in those eyes, only endless love.

They smiled slightly, then raised their hands and waved gently at Nana.

Pure white light began to emanate from their souls, rising slowly like fireflies on a summer night.

The two souls gradually became transparent, eventually transforming into a pure white light that dissipated above the altar.

The remaining souls, enveloped in golden flames, transformed into specks of light, illuminating the entire altar as if it were daytime.

Nana knelt on the ground, her hands tightly covering her mouth, tears silently sliding down her cheeks and wetting the stone bricks beneath her knees.

After completing the purification, Electrolux didn't linger and almost instantly returned control of his body to Huo Yuhao.

This clean and decisive way of withdrawing speaks volumes about his sincerity, more so than any words.

Huo Yuhao's eyes returned to their deep, inky black. He looked down at his hands, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

When Electrolux was controlling his body just now, in order to allow him to clearly perceive the whole process, Electrolux deliberately displayed his power without reservation in his perception.

The state of necromancy and holiness coexisting, the strange feeling of opposing forces operating harmoniously within the same soul, was something even Huo Yuhao had never experienced before.

In the realm of gods, each god is essentially a being with a single attribute.

The god of fire controls fire, the god of water controls water, and so do other elemental gods and the god of emotions.

Even for Tang San, an anomaly who possesses both gods, the attributes of the Sea God and the Asura God are not entirely opposed.

Two opposing attributes can achieve such a perfect balance and fusion within a single body.

Electrolux's experiences in his world were probably far more complex than he had previously revealed.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered slightly, and a vague idea was slowly taking shape in his mind.

Just then, Nana suddenly turned around, knelt on the ground, and slammed her forehead heavily against the cold stone bricks, making a dull thud.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you for saving my parents!"

Her voice trembled violently with excitement, and tears continued to stream down her cheeks, but her eyes shone with an almost devout light.

Huo Yuhao snapped out of his thoughts, frowned slightly, and looked at her with some confusion: "Master? What do you mean?"

Nana raised her head, hastily wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and said in an urgent but firm voice, "I swore that as long as someone can save my parents and help their souls find peace, I will acknowledge him as my master and repay him by serving him like a slave for the rest of my life!"

As she spoke, she was about to kowtow again, her voice already choked with sobs and pleading, "Please, Master, you must promise me! If it weren't for you, my parents would still be suffering in that place... If I don't repay this kindness, I have no reason to live!"

Huo Yuhao gazed at the girl before him, who was trembling with excitement and whose eyes were filled with sincerity and determination, and remained silent for a moment.

He already knew Nana's personality. The past nine months of getting along had gradually transformed her from being wary and guarded to being open and honest with him, but he never expected her to go this far.

However, upon closer reflection, given Nana's nature of never looking back once she's made up her mind, it's not entirely surprising that she would make such a decision.

“In that case,” Huo Yuhao said slowly, “you will follow me from now on. But don’t call me master in the academy.”

Before Nana's tears had even dried, a relieved smile bloomed on her lips.

She wiped her face hard with her sleeve, her tone full of joy and respect: "Yes, Master!"

Huo Yuhao didn't correct her address anymore. He simply turned around, looked at the passageway leading to the upper level, and said calmly, "Let's go up and take a look. Another person has arrived up there."

Upon hearing this, Nana's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

Her first thought was that the elder who wasn't at the branch had returned.

If a Soul Saint-level expert were to actually return, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But when she looked at Huo Yuhao's still calm face, the tension that had just risen in her heart dissipated by more than half.

With the owner around, everything can definitely be resolved.

The two walked upwards along the passageway.

On the ground, Ye Guyi had just reached the inner room.

She carefully walked around the overturned tables and chairs and the broken objects scattered all over the floor.

After a thorough search of the house, they finally discovered the underground entrance hidden beneath the table.

The dark entrance was like a silent, gaping maw, from which a chilling aura that sent shivers down her spine kept pouring out.

She instinctively took half a step back and gripped the longsword in her hand tightly.

She could vaguely sense that there was an extremely large residual evil aura down there, far more terrifying than any evil spirit master she had ever encountered before.

Just then, a clear and steady set of footsteps suddenly came from inside the underground entrance.

Ye Guyi's pupils shrank sharply, her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and all the blood in her body rushed to her head in that instant.

The person inside is still alive! If the person who could kill more than a dozen evil spirit masters is really still here, then she has absolutely no chance of survival today.

Fear washed over her like ice water down her spine to her toes. Without thinking, she turned and rushed toward the door.

I have to run!

She had just turned around when she felt as if she had run into an invisible wall, and froze on the spot.

Before she knew it, Huo Yuhao had already blocked her way.

He stood beside the half-open door, his black clothes almost blending into the shadows behind him, his handsome face, so striking it was almost unreal, devoid of any expression.

Those blue eyes gazed at her calmly, as if they were looking not at a living person, but at an insignificant object.

"Since you're here, don't leave," Huo Yuhao said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Ye Guyi.

A faint, inky black light emanated from between his slender fingers. The light was not dazzling, but it exuded a terrifying aura that made Ye Guyi's soul tremble instinctively.