After Huo Yuhao had summoned the gate, one after another of skeleton soldiers had swarmed out from it in groups, exceeding the number of one hundred thousand. On the bodies of these skeleton soldiers, without exception, a faint layer of gold was sparkling. As undead creatures, their greatest characteristic was that they were fearless of death.
The skeletons were just the first wave of the offensive after the gate of the undead had opened. After the sea of skeletons, a large number of liches had begun to appear. Even stronger skeleton cavalry had also gradually appeared in this world. Their individual strength was not too strong, but their advantage was in their vast numbers, which were endless!
However, with just these skeleton soldiers, whose strength was at most that of a Soul Elder or Soul Ancestor, it was simply impossible for them to pose any threat to Long Xiaoyao. The next moment, accompanied by the low sound of horse hooves, one after another of knights riding on tall horses had begun to appear.
These knights were all wearing deathly gray armor. They had helmets on their heads. A faint, golden soul fire was jumping within the helmets. The warhorses under them were only skeletons, yet they were strangely huge. They were all stepping on pale gold flames.
The number of holy knights that had appeared was a full one hundred. But the momentum that each one of them emanated was who knows how many times stronger than the previous undead creatures.
After the hundred holy knights had appeared, they had immediately scattered in ten directions. The low-level undead creatures that had appeared before were as if they had found their master and had on their own gathered in these ten directions. Their offensive, under the command of the hundred holy knights, had immediately become orderly.
This was a kind of a death knight that was innately at the Soul Emperor level!
The moment these death knights had appeared, there were a hundred of them! Not only was their individual strength at the Soul Emperor's cultivation, but they could also command other undead creatures, making these fellows who had drilled out of the Gate of the Undead truly form an army.
Among Huo Yuhao's current abilities, the unique martial soul that the Holy Necromancer, the Undead Scourge, Electrolux had left for him—the Death God—was, in terms of overall strength, stronger than his other two martial souls combined. There were two reasons: one was that Electrolux had left him an undead demiplane that was easy to summon; the second was that Huo Yuhao possessed the strongest spiritual power among humans.
In Electrolux's original world, spiritual power was an important factor that determined the power of magic, and was also a powerful guarantee of the duration of magic.
When Huo Yuhao had displayed his unique Death God martial soul, his actual ability had indeed reached the Super Douluo level, and it was equivalent to the standard of an evil soul master at the Super Douluo level. These abilities, which could not be used in the open, had on the contrary been forced out by Long Xiaoyao.
Long Xiaoyao's one strike had killed nearly ten thousand of the skeleton army, but his face had become more and more ugly. He could clearly feel that his own soul power was rapidly decreasing in the process of continuously killing these undead creatures. If he were to continue like this, he would sooner or later be worn to death by the other party's numerous undead creatures.
And, a question had been circling in his mind all along—why did these undead creatures possess a holy attribute?
A holy attribute just happened to restrain his Dark Holy Dragon!
Within the Gate of the Undead, there were still large batches of undead creatures continuously pouring out. But just these existing undead creatures had already made it very difficult for Long Xiaoyao to deal with. The hundred death knights were in the distance, coldly gazing at him, commanding their little brothers, and from time to time, they would send out one after another of a death ray, reviving the undead creatures that had been killed by him.
This had already entered a vicious cycle.
No matter how strong Long Xiaoyao was, to single-handedly face the joint attack of over a hundred thousand Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors, it was absolutely impossible for him to be at ease.
The undead army had already completely filled the entire area, and had broken through the spatial blockade that Long Xiaoyao had set up. The tide-like skeleton army made him can't help but have his scalp go numb.
It wasn't that he didn't know the principle of capturing the ringleader first to capture all the bandits. No matter if he had moved to attack Huo Yuhao or the death knights, he would have been interrupted by the joint death rays of the group of skeleton soldiers below.
A few hundred, or a few thousand, or even tens of thousands of joint attacks might not be able to do anything to Long Xiaoyao. But what if it were tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands? A quantitative change could cause a qualitative change.
Looking at the still-continuously-appearing undead army, Long Xiaoyao took a deep breath. He could already vaguely hear the terrified cries of the Sun Moon's common people nearby. If he were to let Huo Yuhao continue to act, let alone if he could deal with him, the entire city would probably be slaughtered by these undead armies.
"Huo Yuhao! You have summoned tens of thousands of undead souls and have harmed all living beings! You should be punished!"
"Pah!" Huo Yuhao spat with contempt. "You old undying one, you sure can talk. If not for you pressing me so hard, how could I have used such a means? Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered. It's fine for you to intercept and kill me, a junior, but it's not fine for me to fight back?"
Long Xiaoyao slowly closed his eyes. "Who is right and who is wrong is no longer meaningful. Since you are an evil spirit that harms the common people, then this old one will clean up a parasite for this world."
As he spoke, the ninth soul ring on his body lit up. This also meant that he was going to use his strongest means to kill Huo Yuhao.
Ninth Soul Skill, Dragon Emperor Annihilating the Netherworld!
Even Ye Xishui had never seen his ninth soul skill, which was a blueprint for the Dragon God Douluo Mu En's self-created soul skill, the Dragon Emperor's Domain Shaking Realm. It was also Long Xiaoyao's only and strongest attack means to deal with and restrain an evil soul master.
This one strike contained his momentum, the soul power condensation of his twin soul cores, as well as his highest-level dark attribute. If one were to say that Mu En's ultimate skill relied on the restraint of lightning and light on an evil martial soul, then Long Xiaoyao's one strike was to launch an attack with a superior suppression of an evil martial soul with a near-ultimate darkness.
He believed that no matter how much Huo Yuhao's undead magic was disguised with a holy attribute, it was impossible to offset the superior pressure of the ultimate darkness on an evil martial soul.
But was Huo Yuhao's third martial soul, the prototype of the Death God, the Holy Necromancer, an evil martial soul?
The answer was naturally no. But Long Xiaoyao's one strike contained his unique momentum as well as the soul power output of a Limit Douluo's twin soul cores. Even if his ability was not suppressed by him, it was not something Huo Yuhao's undead army could block.
The Soul-Slaying Blade had instantly completed its liberation. All of Huo Yuhao's soul rings had lit up at the same time. The Snow Dance Polar Ice Domain had unfolded. In this domain, the Snow Empress's power had received the greatest degree of amplification. Huo Yuhao was holding the Emperor's Lotus Ice Wheel Moon, and had met this one strike from Long Xiaoyao.
At the same time, the piece of Priceless Love's Blessing on Huo Yuhao's chest had at the same time shone brightly. Even if he were to fall into a disadvantage in this one strike, he was fully confident in protecting himself under Long Xiaoyao's fatal blow.
Seeing that the two were about to complete their collision, an extremely terrifying aura had suddenly descended. A golden light, with a lofty and supreme aura, had fiercely struck in between the two.
Long Xiaoyao felt a sense of familiarity with this aura. He fiercely turned his head to the side and looked at the master of this one strike.
In the golden brilliance, a hundred-meter-long huge figure was faintly discernible. A dragon pattern possessed his body, and his two horns propped up the heavens. It was precisely the one who had once been the strongest on the surface in Shrek, Xuan Zi, and his powerful martial soul—the Taotie Divine Ox.
"You are Xuan Zi?" Long Xiaoyao's puzzled voice also echoed through heaven and earth.
""Long Xiaoyao! You dare lay a hand on the Holy Son of my sect? You deserve a fate worse than death!" Elder Xuan bellowed.
The colossal Taotie Divine Ox beneath him thundered forward through the air, hooves trampling atop golden auspicious clouds. Its massive spiral horns lowered, driving straight toward Long Xiaoyao like twin divine lances.
Long Xiaoyao's Martial Soul True Body had unfolded huge dragon wings. Dark clouds had risen behind it. A mouthful of a huge, black light with a diameter of over ten meters had been sprayed straight at Elder Xuan.
Elder Xuan's pair of ox horns had at the same time shone brightly. The original brown-black ox horns had rapidly become transparent, brilliant, like they were polished from a diamond. Two rays of a diamond light had condensed into one in the air and had met the black light.
"Boom—" For a time, the mountain had shaken and the earth had moved. Even though the battle between the two was in the sky of a thousand meters, the moment they had collided, the city below had also fallen in large patches.
Elder Xuan was suspended in the distance, not moving. And after this one strike, Long Xiaoyao's previous charging momentum had been restrained. It was very clear that in terms of cultivation, he was actually inferior to the original level ninety-eight Elder Xuan!
In an instant, the sky was a sheet of darkness. The situation where the two-colored cloud layers were in a standoff had actually changed in an instant. A golden cloud layer had pressed down. All the black light had in an instant actually been completely swallowed. Even Long Xiaoyao's body was the same. The great earth was immediately covered by a thick yellow cloud. Countless purple electric lights had sparkled in the yellow cloud. The huge pressure fully demonstrated the magnificent scene of "dark clouds pressing down on a city on the verge of being destroyed."
One after another of a muffled, thunder-like roaring sound continuously came from the sky. However, the sky was still a sheet of darkness. Even Huo Yuhao could see from such a situation that Long Xiaoyao was in an absolute disadvantage.
The facts were also precisely so. Not only was Elder Xuan one of the strongest humans on the current Douluo Continent, his martial soul was even more so possibly the existence closest to a true dragon in the entire Douluo Continent. Even the Dark Holy Dragon, the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, was probably not the opponent of the Taotie's main body. Although he was a Limit Douluo, his Dark Holy Dragon martial soul had originated from the black dragon clan. In terms of the purity of his bloodline, how could he be compared with the nine sons of the dragon?
Take Di Tian as an example. The Radiant Saint Dragon, the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En, when fighting against Di Tian, could still, with his attribute's restraint, have some restraint on it, and was just a notch inferior. Long Xiaoyao's situation was probably even worse than the Elder Xuan before him. In terms of bloodline level, he would surely be completely restrained.
This was also the fundamental reason why Elder Xuan had repeatedly and indirectly caused the death of Shrek's students, and had still been able to be forgiven. Even in the original novel, Mu En had requested that he pass on his own bloodline.
The nine sons of the dragon were originally an existence second only to the nine great dragon kings!
But what truly shocked Long Xiaoyao was Xuan Zi's claim—that Huo Yuhao was actually the Holy Son of his sect?!
Xuan Zi is a person of the Holy Spirit Cult?