Soul Kings were different. These people instantly lost all rationality—both eyes bloodshot and crimson—as they went berserk and launched attacks on everyone around them. Quite a few companions were torn apart on the spot by their own hands.
They slaughtered indiscriminately, killing those beside them—killing the comrades who had just been fighting shoulder to shoulder with them.
Inside one building, a greasy middle-aged man was committing unspeakable acts against a female Heavenly Court soul master.
Behind him stood three others, watching and lining up. The three were inflamed with bestial desire, their faces twisted into perverted smiles.
What was most hateful was that the woman on the bed had vacant pupils—she was already lifeless.
The "protagonist" was immersed in his own battlefield, charging with rising excitement, when he suddenly felt a fierce rush of wind from behind and a sharp pain explode in his chest.
He looked down, only to see a bloody hole in his chest—and a fist drenched in blood protruding from it.
The man collapsed forward, dying for real atop the woman's body.
The ones who killed him were precisely the three who had been lining up behind him. They hadn't grown impatient—at this moment, the three were like wild beasts, faces ferocious, slaughtering one another as if bound by an irreconcilable blood feud.
Outside, the chaos was even worse. Alliance soul masters and city defense troops who had lost their sanity were killing each other in utter disorder, as though avenging the hatred of having their wives stolen and their heads cuckolded.
Huo Yuhao's gaze swept across the field and landed on the gray gate that was continuously spewing skeletons.
"Holly Spirit Cult—you really don't know the meaning of courting death."
As his words fell, Huo Yuhao flicked his sleeve. Dozens of skeletons shattered and collapsed, and the gray gate was forcibly shut in an instant.
The true instigator, Ye Guyi, froze for a moment. What's going on? Huo Yuhao had just slapped a huge label onto the Holy Spirit Cult.
But this was fine too. No matter how one looked at it, creatures from the Undead Plane resembled the methods of evil soul masters, and whoever controlled them was easily misunderstood and criticized.
After dealing with the Undead Plane, Huo Yuhao fixed his gaze on Yang Poshang, the closest to him. He raised his hand and struck out with an ordinary, unadorned palm through the air.
Facing this seemingly simple palm, Yang Poshang did not dare to be careless. The Yang Family Spear Art and its unique spear intent burst forth. Gripping the Soul-Breaking Spear, Yang Poshang thrust with a one-way, no-return ferocity, shouting loudly, "Break!"
However, facts proved that a loud voice meant nothing.
After Huo Yuhao's simple palm strike, Yang Poshang's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist—dead beyond death.
A level ninety-seven Super Douluo had been utterly incapable of resisting.
Hiss!
Everyone present sucked in a cold breath. Their backs chilled, terror surging uncontrollably in their hearts.
"Big brother—no!
You little beast, give me back my brother's life!"
A heart-rending cry rang out as Yang Guozhen went mad and charged straight at Huo Yuhao.
What awaited him was the exact same fate as Yang Poshang.
The Yang family's two remaining pillars of heaven fell in an instant.
The Soul-Breaking Spear—nothing more than that.
Jin Peng's face was pale with shock. What in the world had happened to this kid during his disappearance? How had he become so terrifying—killing Title Douluo as easily as slaughtering chickens? No, even easier than killing chickens—at least killing a chicken requires plucking feathers!
Ning Zhiyuan's face was ashen. This time it was truly over—he was finished, the Ning family was finished, everything was finished.
After killing the Yang brothers, Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted to Xuanzi.
Swept by that gaze, Lord Xuanzi—level ninety-eight and temporarily possessing the noble Taotie bloodline—felt his heart miss a beat. His whole body felt as if it had been doused in icy water, chilled from head to toe.
Everyone fears death; even someone as strong as Xuanzi was no exception. On the contrary, he cherished his life greatly—the longer he lived, the more he feared dying.
Otherwise, after twice leading missions that resulted in massive casualties, he should have long since died to atone for his sins.
At that moment, a hunched old man suddenly appeared in front of Xuanzi. His hair was completely white, his face covered in wrinkles, yet the aura around him was unmistakably level ninety-nine.
The newcomer was Mu En, Pavilion Master of Sea God's Pavilion—the Dragon God Douluo.
"Those who follow the Dao receive much help; those who stray receive little. Young one, at this point, do you still insist on your delusions?"
Mu En spoke very quickly, as if afraid Huo Yuhao wouldn't give him the chance to speak.
"You old dog—this lord should never have spared you last time. And now you dare to rely on seniority in front of me? Are you worthy?
Human greed is insatiable. Since you dared to come, then all of you will stay here."
Huo Yuhao erupted in rage, unleashing an even stronger palm strike, intent on taking Mu En's head outright.
However, things did not go so smoothly—there were always people who liked to meddle.
Just as Mu En was about to die on the spot, Niu Tian of the Clear Sky Sect stepped in. With one step, Niu Tian arrived in front of Mu En.
Facing Huo Yuhao's overwhelmingly powerful palm, Niu Tian countered with a heavy punch. His massive fist shattered Huo Yuhao's palm imprint into pieces. Niu Tian wasn't completely unaffected—he and Mu En behind him were sent flying backward.
A hundred meters away, Niu Tian stabilized himself again. His face was filled with disbelief. Pointing at Huo Yuhao, he said in a trembling voice:
"You—you're actually god-level?"
In his loss of composure, even Niu Tian's voice changed pitch, shooting straight into dolphin-like tones.
A storm surged in Niu Tian's heart. He knew the inside story. The God Realm was gone, divine inheritances no longer existed, and the rules of the Douluo Continent had long been tampered with—god-level beings were not permitted to appear.
So what exactly was this person?
Not even fourteen years old—how could he cultivate so quickly? And how had he broken through the world's rule lock?
When Huo Yuhao had effortlessly slaughtered Yang Poshang earlier, Niu Tian had already begun to suspect that Huo Yuhao's power had touched the god-level.
After that brief test just now, he was horrified to discover that this guy hadn't merely reached god-level in strength—his realm had reached it as well. It was as if he had broken some fundamental rule, no longer bound by the soul-master system at all.
"Big brother, are you alright?"
Broad-bodied and ugly, Titan arrived at Niu Tian's side, offering concern between close brothers.
Niu Tian didn't bother responding, merely shaking his head to indicate he was fine.
"It's Big Dad and Second Dad."
Seeing the two men, Wang Dong'er quickly released her martial soul, the Radiant Goddess Butterfly. With a flutter of her wings, she rose into the air and moved toward her two fathers.
Huo Yuhao did not continue attacking. The opponent was also clearly god-level. He was still wondering where so many gods had come from on the Douluo Continent, until Wang Dong'er's call finally clarified these two men's identities.
Niu Tian and Titan had once been sacrifices to Tang San. After Tang San became a god, he resurrected them. Having lived in the God Realm for so long, absorbing immortal spiritual energy, with their already strong bloodlines—and with Tang San and Xiao Wu backing them—
Huo Yuhao had long suspected that these two had reached the level of divine beasts. Now it seemed his guess had been correct.
In the original story, the cultivation they revealed outwardly was only that of Limit Douluo. Later, during the continental war, they never participated at all, remaining completely detached—victory or defeat had nothing to do with them.
Now it seemed they were two deeply scheming characters after all—or rather, the person behind them was the truly calculating one.
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