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

Occasionally, the low growls of unknown soul beasts could be heard from afar, echoing through the dense forest, making this ancient forest seem even more mysterious and dangerous.

Huo Yuhao looked around, his expression calm and composed.

He had been to the Star Dou Great Forest countless times.

In his world, in order to hunt soul beasts and improve his strength, he explored almost every corner of this forest.

He knew exactly where the most spirit beasts were, where the strongest spirit beasts were, and where the terrain was suitable for ambushes.

After entering the forest, he did not rush to find a suitable soul beast.

Now that I've been reborn, I must do better and stronger in every aspect than before.

Only in this way, when returning to the realm of gods, can he personally grind Tang San to dust.

As Huo Yuhao walked through the forest, he pondered in his mind.

In his previous life, his first spirit ring was only three hundred years old.

It wasn't because he didn't want to be stronger, but because his physical condition was simply too poor at the time.

Suffering from malnutrition for many years, he was bullied and injured all over his body at the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

It's already a miracle that they managed to escape alive, let alone have the strength to withstand a stronger spirit ring.

And the physical qualities of this body are almost no different from his own in another world at the same time.

They were both extremely thin and pitifully weak, barely able to withstand even a four-hundred-year-old soul ring.

Chapter 6 Mutation, Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm

However, this is not a problem for Huo Yuhao now.

As a former god, although he has fallen so low that he is not even as good as an ordinary soul master, his knowledge, his experience, and his soul essence still remain.

Seal a portion of the power within the spirit ring, and absorb it once your physical attributes are strong enough.

For someone who had once ascended to the throne of a god-king, such methods were nothing more than a trivial matter that came easily to him.

“The only thing we lack now,” Huo Yuhao’s gaze swept across the dense forest, sharp as a knife, “is the power to kill powerful soul beasts.”

With his current physical strength, he would have a hard time even facing a hundred-year-old soul beast head-on.

Although he has rich combat experience and god-like skills, his physical fitness is not up to par, so his performance is ultimately limited.

To rashly challenge those soul beasts that are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old is tantamount to suicide.

"Before that, let's find some ten-year-old soul beasts to absorb some power from," Huo Yuhao decided.

Although the ten-year-old soul beasts are weak, their advantage lies in their large numbers.

In his current state, devouring the souls of these weak soul beasts wouldn't restore much of his divine soul.

However, it can preserve his power, allowing him to unleash even more powerful attacks.

It can also prepare for sealing powerful spirit rings later.

After making the decision, Huo Yuhao began searching the forest for weak ten-year-old soul beasts.

He hadn't gone very far when he stopped.

A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe," Huo Yuhao chuckled softly, a glint of light flashing in his blue eyes, "I haven't even gone looking for you yet, and you've already delivered yourself to my doorstep."

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly darted to the left!

At the same time, his right hand reached for his waist like lightning and pulled out the White Tiger Dagger.

The dagger was entirely silver-white, with a layer of chilling light flowing across its blade. He held it in his hand and slashed upwards with a sharp, upward motion, cutting through the air!

"brush!"

Almost at the same instant, a dark figure pounced on Huo Yuhao's original spot with incredible speed.

The dark figure moved with ferocious speed, but it ran right into the sharp edge of the White Tiger Dagger.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh was particularly jarring in the silent woods.

A stream of dark red blood spurted out, spraying onto the fallen leaves on the ground with a "plop plop" sound.

The dark figure let out a sharp scream, lost its balance, and crashed heavily to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

Huo Yuhao turned around and coldly looked at the guy on the ground who was still struggling.

It was a baboon about one meter in size, covered in brownish-yellow fur, with cloudy brown eyes.

Its arms were incredibly long, almost dragging on the ground, with sharp nails on its hands that gleamed with a dirty sheen.

Its lips were turned outwards, revealing two sharp canine teeth, making it look ferocious and menacing.

At this moment, a gash more than 30 centimeters long appeared on the baboon's belly, extending from its chest to its abdomen.

The wound was so deep that bone was visible, and dark red blood gushed out of the gash as if it were free, staining a large patch of fallen leaves beneath it.

Its limbs were still twitching unconsciously, and it was making weak "hoarse" sounds, clearly on its deathbed.

Huo Yuhao looked down at the baboon, his expression unchanged.

“Wind Baboon.” He accurately named the spirit beast. “It’s not surprising that it’s such a low-intelligence spirit beast.”

The Wind Baboon is a relatively common ten-year soul beast on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. It is fierce and warlike, but has extremely low intelligence.

They often attack on instinct, pouncing on any creature smaller than themselves without any understanding of the danger of their prey.

This baboon probably smelled the aroma of his grilled fish and mistook him for food that it could easily catch and kill.

Unfortunately, it chose the wrong prey.

Looking at the dying, convulsing wind baboon, Huo Yuhao crouched down, and a dark light shone again in his blue eyes.

In that instant, the surrounding light seemed to dim, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The convulsions of the wind baboon suddenly stopped.

The last glimmer of life in its cloudy brown eyes vanished instantly, turning into a deathly gray.

His entire body went limp, devoid of any life force.

The inky black light in Huo Yuhao's eyes slowly dissipated, turning back into a clear blue.

He felt the soul power of the ten-year-old soul beast flowing into his spiritual sea. Although weak, it did provide a little nourishment to the parched spiritual sea.

Huo Yuhao stood up, wiped the blood off the White Tiger Dagger on the wind baboon's fur, and put it back on his waist.

His gaze drifted deeper into the forest.

There are even more powerful soul beasts there, and even greater power.

What he had to do was proceed step by step, from weak to strong, swallowing it up bit by bit.

Just like he did in his previous life.

Just as he was about to press on and continue searching for soul beasts to devour, a strange feeling suddenly struck him.

Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Although his spiritual perception has greatly declined, his essence remains.

Just before that force touched his body, he had already sensed the mental fluctuations that surged fiercely from the depths of the forest.

Vast and boundless, like an invisible river, it was rushing toward him at an extremely fast speed.

This is a spiritual force far exceeding his current strength.

Without any hesitation, Huo Yuhao mobilized all the spiritual power within his body the moment he sensed that spiritual force.

The ten-year soul power that had just been devoured from the wind baboon was completely drained by him in a fraction of a second.

He skillfully wove an invisible mental barrier between himself and the incoming mental force.

His methods of constructing mental barriers were incredibly sophisticated.

That was his ultimate control over the use of spiritual power, as he was once a god-king.

Every bit of power was precisely allocated to the most critical points, with not a single ounce wasted.

Even a spirit-type Soul Master at the Limit Douluo level would be amazed by the structure of this mental barrier.

Unfortunately, he had very few forces at his disposal.

The soul power of a ten-year-old soul beast is like a thin piece of cardboard, while the surging spiritual power is like a heavy hammer.

"boom!"

A muffled sound rang out in Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

The mental barrier he had built was shattered by that immense mental force in less than a breath.

The moment the barrier shattered, a violent and fierce light suddenly surged in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

He began to forcibly mobilize the shattered power deep within his soul, preparing for a final desperate attempt.

Chapter 7 Just What I Want

However, just as he was about to unleash his full power, he suddenly stopped.

Because he sensed something was wrong.

The spiritual power was so immense that it could easily crush his current state. After breaking through his mental barrier, it could have easily advanced and directly attacked his mental sea.

But it didn't do that.

The spiritual energy circled around him, as if scrutinizing him or confirming something, but it showed no intention of attacking him.

The fierce glint in Huo Yuhao's eyes did not dissipate; he was waiting, waiting for the next move of this spiritual force.

Then, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind's sea without warning.

The voice carried an indescribable excitement, so much so that it became somewhat incoherent.

"Finally, I've found a human with mental attributes! And he can even use his mental power to build defenses! My god! It's a pity I can't cry, otherwise I would have been in tears by now!"