Huo Yuhao did not yet have a condensed soul core. His mentality was better than that of the original Huo Gua when he had faced him alone. It was precisely because the original Huo Gua had condensed a soul core that he had truly understood how powerful a Limit Douluo above a Super Douluo was. That was a top-tier human existence that could fight against the Beast God Di Tian, whose soul power was presented in the state of a soul core!
The reason why Huo Yuhao hadn't thought it would be him was because he had not seen any intelligence about Long Xiaoyao appearing alone in a border city of the Sun Moon Empire before. And at this time, his appearance had cut off all of Huo Yuhao's possibilities of escaping under normal circumstances.
"Young man, I still remember our meeting last time very clearly. That time, you had given Xishui some surprises. At this time, the shock you have brought me is even greater. You are already a Soul King. And, judging from the level of the soul power fluctuation on your body, your true combat power is not far from our generation. Brother Mu has really missed out on a good disciple!" Speaking of this, Long Xiaoyao seemed a little emotional. His two hands were behind his back as he looked at the sky, it was unknown what he was thinking.
"You are not to mention the people of Shrek. If the Supreme Pontiff were here, he would surely be disappointed in your actions," Huo Yuhao said coldly.
If judged solely on a one-on-one basis, the gap in strength between him and Long Xiaoyao was huge. But he was not afraid. Tyranny could not make him submit. Even if a God-King were here, it would be the same. Long Xiaoyao was trapped by love and had followed the Holy Spirit Cult, yet he had secretly obstructed the steps of the Holy Spirit Cult. This was a point that Huo Yuhao held in great contempt.
Long Xiaoyao frowned and said, "The matters of the older generation, you young people are not clear about."
Huo Yuhao sneered coldly, "I only know that you have killed countless people in the name of my Holy Spirit Cult. Many of the atrocities we have committed were only possible because of your support. What I cannot understand is this—someone of your level, still shackled by love, yet paradoxically aiding my cult in spreading poison across the living world. If the Sun Moon Empire were to unify the continent, then the next step for my Holy Spirit Cult would be to supplant it. At that time, all of humanity would become nothing more than livestock for our cultivation—a living hell, exactly what the Supreme Pontiff desires. When that day comes… where will you stand?"
"You are not allowed to comment on me and Xishui," Long Xiaoyao's gaze suddenly condensed. Huo Yuhao only felt that his own body was as if being restrained by a great force. The terrifying power was squeezing his body, as if to crush him into powder.
But Huo Yuhao still gritted his teeth and held on, saying with difficulty, "Am I wrong? On the one hand, you openly aid my Holy Spirit Cult in poisoning all living beings. On the other, you secretly strike down those who would become the future of my cult, even colluding with the people of Shrek behind our backs. Tell me—where does your true allegiance lie? To call you duplicitous would be too kind. You play the part of an evil spirit while erecting a virtuous shrine to yourself. Your death would not be worth a single tear!"
Under this series of accusations from Huo Yuhao, Long Xiaoyao fell silent. Of course, he knew that every word Huo Yuhao had said was true. What he had done was also as Huo Yuhao had said. When Ye Xishui had slaughtered the living creatures, he had stood by and watched quietly, without stopping her. He was also guilty. And now, in order to obstruct the steps of the Holy Spirit Cult, he was going to intercept and kill its Holy Son. What kind of an operation was this?
Long Xiaoyao sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "I have long since had no way back. For Xishui, I am willing to do anything. What I can do now is to strictly demand of myself not to kill. As for what the Holy Spirit Cult has done, I am not clear. You, who are blind, also cannot see. I only know that Xishui has told me that after the continent has been unified, a new order will be produced. At that time, there will be true peace."
"Peace?" Huo Yuhao laughed loudly. "You, who have never understood pain, simply do not understand what is peace!"
"Your death will pave the way for peace," Long Xiaoyao did not plan to waste any more words with him. The moment he had made a move, it was with all his might. He knew very well that Huo Yuhao had many trump cards. Therefore, he would not give him any chance.
One blue and four white, four soul rings appeared one by one. Huo Yuhao consecutively used the Snow Empress's three ultimate skills: Emperor's Sword, Emperor's Palm, and Emperor's Chill Heaven. The advantage of soul spirit symbiosis was for the first time displayed before the world. He could briefly display all of the Snow Empress's strength.
Long Xiaoyao let out a sound of surprise. Huo Yuhao's aura had in an instant soared by several ranks. He had barely taken his Dark Dragon Claw. Although he was a little miserable, he had truly and tangibly taken this one strike.
What was important was that he had not sensed a single trace of a cold, sinister, or evil aura from Huo Yuhao's aura. On the contrary, the ultimate cold had made him also have to make a slight adjustment himself. The intimate relationship between Huo Yuhao and the soul beast lineage was no longer a secret. Judging from this kind of a power attribute, Huo Yuhao at least possessed a part of the ability of the Ice Empress or the Snow Empress.
Huo Yuhao's second, third, and fourth soul ring's soul skills corresponded to the Snow Empress's three ultimate skills, just as in the original novel. His fifth soul skill, on the contrary, was not the Ice and Snow Two Emperors' Pride, which had not been of much use in the original novel. On the contrary, it was a reverse-summoning soul skill, a divine skill that could in an instant summon the Snow Empress to his side or go to the Snow Empress's side. When he was using this soul skill, the Snow Empress would also have a sense of it. Even if they did not summon each other, they could still, through this soul ring, share the soul power of the two.
So, on the surface, Huo Yuhao only had five rings. In reality, he possessed a combat power equal to a Limit Douluo. The only difference was that Huo Yuhao did not have a soul core's assistance. In a head-on clash, he was slightly inferior to a true Limit Douluo.
Long Xiaoyao, seeing the five soul rings on his body, a trace of surprise was revealed in his eyes. Such a soul ring combination, this was the first time he had seen it.
Even a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was still in the normal soul ring sequence. It was also very normal for Huo Yuhao to possess a soul ring of this level. What had truly caught his attention was one, Huo Yuhao's sixth soul ring, which was an ice-blue and was full of an extremely cold aura. The other was the second to the fifth soul rings, which were as white as snow and at first glance were not much different from a ten-year soul ring.
The Dark Holy Dragon, the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, his strength was how great? The white, ten-year soul rings, in the eyes of an ordinary person, were on the contrary not like this in his eyes.
A ten-year soul ring, of course he was clear about it. The aura it emitted was completely different from this soul ring of Huo Yuhao's. Although the soul power in these four ten-year soul rings of Huo Yuhao was completely contained, and the aura was also like this, but when it fluctuated slightly, on the contrary, there was a kind of a cold intent that a ten-year soul ring did not have. On it, there were even faint snowflake patterns appearing. This was completely not something a ten-year soul ring could achieve.
This boy's soul rings are strange! A thought moved in Long Xiaoyao's mind.
On the other side, Huo Yuhao frowned. Although he could use the Snow Empress's power, his own consumption was also extremely great. Just the consecutive use of the Snow Empress's three ultimate skills had caused more than half of his total soul power to be lost.
Sensing Huo Yuhao's suddenly dropping aura, the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, smiled faintly and said, "What? To forcefully improve your strength with an external object, is this the reliance for your invincibility among your peers?"
Huo Yuhao snorted with disdain, "An external object? At least this power listens to my command."
"Very good!" Long Xiaoyao smiled. "If we were in the same era, I'm afraid I really might not be able to have a sure victory over you. You are a heaven's chosen son of this current era, and I was also a genius of that year. Now that I think back, two hundred years seems to be right before my eyes!"
Speaking of this, a look of melancholy couldn't help but appear on his face. He nodded lightly in Huo Yuhao's direction and said, "Come on. Put everything you have on the line. Let me see what kind of combat power you, this number one genius of the younger generation on the continent, can display. Don't even think of running away. You simply have no possibility of escaping. Just fight with all your might. For you to die at my hands can also be considered a worthy death."
"Who will die is still not certain," Huo Yuhao snorted coldly, his aura bursting out again.
Of course, he could completely trigger the silver dragon's scale and have Gu Yuena make a move to rescue him. But if he were to do that, Huo Yuhao would also look down on himself. To call for help at every little thing was not in his character.
Facing Long Xiaoyao, he was by no means without the strength to fight, even if he was under many restrictions.
Just as Long Xiaoyao was preparing to continue to make a move, Huo Yuhao took a step forward. A low incantation sound came from his mouth. The Ice Wheel Moon in Huo Yuhao's right hand pointed towards the sky. In an instant, a ball of a sickly white flame rippled in the air, and soon transformed into a figure that appeared before Huo Yuhao. A layer of a white light screen pushed outwards, blocking the dragon's might of Long Xiaoyao, which was rich in a dark aura.
Seeing this figure, Long Xiaoyao's movements had stopped. It was clear that he knew this one. It was precisely the State Protector Douluo, Cheng Gang, who had been killed by Huo Yuhao and his partners with their martial soul overload not long ago!
It was just that at this time, Cheng Gang's expression was stiff. There was only an illusory light. It was clearly a soul form. But Huo Yuhao, with this soul form of his, had actually blocked Long Xiaoyao's dragon claw.
To control a soul had always been a means that an evil soul master was good at. However, why was his aura full of light? Even Long Xiaoyao, at this moment, had become bewildered.
Huo Yuhao's mouth was still chanting a long incantation. The staff in his hand, however, did not stop at all, and pointed at the ground. In an instant, one after another of a golden bone claw poked out from underground, grabbing at the Long Xiaoyao who was about to go forward.
Long Xiaoyao swung his dragon claw horizontally, tearing these bone claws to shreds. His body immediately rose into the air.
Huo Yuhao's right arm, holding the Ice Wheel Moon, swept across before him. A golden light flashed. In an instant, one after another of a pale gold figure, with a bit of a sickly white light, appeared before him.
They were one after another of stiff-faced, tall, yet all had defects, liches. A total of seven. In the hands of each lich was a bone staff. After the seven liches had appeared, they had just happened to surround Huo Yuhao. They were all making a strange sound, holding their staves high.
The Holy Necromancer, the Undead Scourge, Electrolux had told Huo Yuhao that necromancy and undead magic were actually two different categories, with different abilities. Among them, undead magic was generally divided into five major categories: curse, virus, summon, dark, and alchemy. What Electrolux was good at was precisely the two major categories of curse and summon. He also had a deep research on necromancy, which was how he had had his later achievements. Among them, Electrolux was best at all sorts of summons and soul rituals.
If Electrolux were still alive, his existence would stand at least a full level above the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, even among the ranks of Limit Douluo. Once, wielding his mastery of the undead magic domain, he had gone to war against an entire nation— and utterly erased it from the map.
What great power this was! It was just that later, Electrolux had had a great awakening. Before he had passed on the undead magic to Huo Yuhao, he had carried out a series of tests on him and had helped Huo Yuhao solve all the problems that he himself had once had. What he had left for Huo Yuhao could be said to be a pure, light-attribute undead magic. This was a kind of magic that Electrolux had created on his own. It was also the reason why his title of "Archmage" had had the word "Holy" added before it.
"What a strange evil soul master's ability!" Long Xiaoyao did not, because of the light aura emanating from Huo Yuhao's body, not think he was an evil soul master. Looking at the undead creatures, a great cold light shone in his eyes. His two hands had transformed into dark dragon claws, and he had dived down.
The seven liches by Huo Yuhao's side had, with his incantation, completed at this moment. Above his head, a golden crack had suddenly split open. Immediately after, a sickly white, huge head had drilled out from it.
To be precise, it was not a head, but a huge skull. This was clearly the skull of a bone dragon. And, unlike the bone dragon of Yan Feng's martial soul that he had seen in the Holy Spirit Cult back then, the volume of this bone dragon's skull was much larger, at least ten times larger than that one.
Immediately, the huge bone dragon had completely crawled out from the spatial crack, and had let out a terrifying roar to the world.
An adult bone dragon! Long Xiaoyao had, with one glance, recognized the origin of this large fellow.
Within the eye sockets of this adult bone dragon, what was sparkling was a bright golden soul fire. It was actually also strangely full of a light aura. The golden pupils were like a liquid, flowing down the bones of its face. The huge head was raised upwards, letting out a silent roar.
"Clang!" A crisp, explosive sound was heard. The dark dragon claw had fiercely chopped on the huge head. However, the black light had collapsed. The bone dragon's terrifying, huge head had not changed in any way. The soul fire had jumped. Its huge mouth had fiercely opened, and a ball of a pale gold dragon flame had been sprayed straight at Long Xiaoyao.
Long Xiaoyao would obviously not be defeated by these moves. He opened his mouth and sprayed. A black line of fire immediately defeated the bone dragon's dragon flame. Dark Dragon's Breath!
After barely blocking Long Xiaoyao, the seven liches by Huo Yuhao's side had also then disappeared. His mouth was still chanting. A large, white door had slowly risen before him.
"Open, Gate of the Undead," Huo Yuhao finally shouted a sentence that Long Xiaoyao could understand.
The Gate of the Undead? This boy can control the things of the underworld? A great killing intent arose in Long Xiaoyao. He changed his shape and manifested his Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul True Body. A huge, hundred-zhang-long black dragon had descended, and had let out an angry dragon's roar at the small Huo Yuhao below.
Xian Lin'er, who was in the undead demiplane, had also heard the commotion. She widened her eyes and looked at the gate that had opened not far away. At the entrance of the gate, the youth's thin figure stood proudly.
"Come on, Long Xiaoyao! Let's see who will die!"
Huo Yuhao laughed heartily. A staff had, at some unknown time, appeared in his hand. The incomparably beautiful Ice Empress's Wings had unfolded behind his back. At this moment, Huo Yuhao was like a true god!
This boy, so handsome? Xian Lin'er was in a daze, and had subconsciously thought so.