Another two years passed in a hurry.
In the Sun Moon Empire, in Mingdu.
A total of three years had passed. Huo Yuhao's few companions, plus the transferred-over teacher, Mu Jin, everything seemed very normal. Ju Zi, Cui Yejie, Ning Tian, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ye Linlin had already entered the Illustrious Virtue Hall to study. As for the Hongchen siblings, they had originally had the qualification to freely enter the Illustrious Virtue Hall. In their overall ability in soul tools, they had all had improvements of varying degrees. Of course, they were still not yet qualified to come into contact with the most important research.
As for Xie Huanyue and Wu Feng, who had originally not been able to calm their hearts to study, after they had beaten all the young generation of the Sun Moon and were without an opponent, it just so happened that Xie Huanyue's father, the Evil Dragon Marshal, had lost power in the struggle with the Heavenly Soul Empire's imperial family. The two of them, plus Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan, the two, had together left the Sun Moon Empire and had gone to the Heavenly Soul Empire for support.
Huo Yuhao had been missing for too long, too long. Even if his companions had the heart to wait for him, they also had no choice but to take care of the matters on their own hands.
"Hoo..." letting out a long breath, Ju Zi forcefully stretched her own beautiful body, looking at the small, silver metal in her hand with a happy look on her face. The metal was in an irregular, polygonal, three-dimensional shape. Its complex structure was pieced together from multiple different metals. In order to make it, Ju Zi had already spent half a month's time. Today, it was finally completed. This also meant that the soul tool thruster she had specially designed for herself was completed.
To choose the direction of a long-range soul tool master, whether it was Ju Zi or Ning Tian, the first thing they had thought of was not to make for themselves how powerful an offensive or defensive soul tool, but was the improvement of their speed.
Compared to an ordinary Soul Emperor, they were simply too strong. The number of their soul skills was about three times that of an ordinary Soul Emperor. Yes, besides the later-joined Ye Linlin, who was still a Soul King, every one of them had almost improved to the Soul Emperor level. And this was caused by the soul power compression that Huo Yuhao had requested. Otherwise, Ju Zi and Cui Yejie, these two girls who had already reached the fifth ring three years ago, now should at least be experts at the Soul Sage level.
The Hongchen siblings, because they had, as a preparatory team in the Star Luo Empire, won the championship in the tournament, had this time not been boosted with medicine to improve their soul power. The two siblings were both currently stuck at the great hurdle of the level sixty-nine Soul Emperor limit.
As for that belligerent, Xie Huanyue, as early as a year and a half ago, when he had left the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy, he had already been close to the Soul Sage level. Now it was unknown to what degree he had improved. Even Wu Feng, who had gone out with him, at the time she had left, was also at the bottleneck stage from Soul King to Soul Emperor.
One must know that the tournament was held once every five years. That is to say, there were still about two years before the next tournament. With their speed of improvement, at that time, if they were to participate in the tournament again, even if Huo Yuhao did not participate, they would also be able to easily sweep through the entire field.
"As expected of Ju Zi," Ning Tian, with her peripheral vision, glanced at the Ju Zi who had completed the soul tool core's production and sincerely let out a sigh of emotion.
"Sister Tian doesn't have to belittle yourself. I just have the convenience of my age and having learned first," Ju Zi said with a gentle smile. "You don't know how much I envy your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul. Compared to it, my martial soul is just a very ordinary fruit and vegetable food system."
"Sigh, only after coming to the Sun Moon Empire did I know to what extent this soul tool has developed. For a soul tool master, to have enough soul power to drive a soul tool is enough. The quality of a martial soul on the contrary is not too high of a requirement," Ning Tian sighed lightly. The thought that her own sect was still immersed in the glory brought by the ancestor who had ascended with the Buddha ten thousand years ago made her can't help but be angry at its lack of fighting spirit.
"That's right. A soul tool will surely completely change this era," at the side, Cui Yejie nodded. At this time, she was engraving a core formation. It was just that she was originally more inclined to a traditional soul master. Her learning ability, compared to Ju Zi's and Ning Tian's, was a little worse.
"If Yuhao were to study soul tools, I suppose he would be faster than all of us, right?" Nanmen Yun'er supported her chin, looked out the window, and suddenly said.
Hearing the three words "Huo Yuhao," all the girls' bodies trembled. Although they had rarely gathered to discuss him in these two years, their longing for him had not decreased in the slightest.
How on earth is he...
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In the Evil Demon Forest, underground, in the Holy Spirit Hall.
Zhongli Wu pushed open the main gate of the secret room, his gaze sweeping over the two naked people on the soft jade bed.
Three years of fierce battle. Unlike Feng Ling, whose actual age was on the older side, Tang Ya had successively been pregnant three times. All had been aborted by her with her own martial soul. To this, Zhongli Wu also had no way. Although they had carried out a brainwashing and a consciousness control on Tang Ya, the latter's main consciousness was still at the deepest part of her spirit. Although it was impossible for her to break free from the control of the Holy Spirit Cult, to do some little tricks to her own body was still not a big problem.
This day, only Feng Ling was alone, restraining Huo Yuhao. After three years, Huo Yuhao's most superficial consciousness had already been occupied by the demonic puppet. The current him was like a walking corpse and could only, with his body's instinct, have an affair with Feng Ling.
"It's completed."
Zhongli Wu took a deep breath. The other half of his martial soul had already been completely rooted in Huo Yuhao's soul. Next, as long as he could cover Huo Yuhao's spiritual sense with his own consciousness, and transfer the final half of his martial soul, he would be able to get Huo Yuhao's young and powerful body.
This day, he had already waited for too long, too long.
For the Holy Son's physical body, he had given up his own wife, had given up the Blue Silver Holy Maiden, had given up countless resources. Finally, he could wantonly taste this hard-won fruit of victory.
"Holy Son, give me everything of yours."
As he spoke, Zhongli Wu stretched out two fingers and heavily tapped on Huo Yuhao's forehead.
Huo Yuhao immediately trembled all over. The pleasure of his body instantly reached its extreme. He madly held Feng Ling's snow-white body tightly. A sword stream erupted, which made Feng Ling can't help but let out a painful groan.
A complex look flashed in the depths of Zhongli Wu's eyes. But he soon returned to normal. His fingers once again tapped on Feng Ling's forehead.
This vice pontiff's eyelids rolled back. Her pupils dilated. She had impressively and completely lost consciousness. She stretched out her long tongue. A wisp of a black airflow slowly rose from the tip of her tongue and finally condensed into the appearance of Zhongli Wu's martial soul.
"Go!"
Zhongli Wu slapped the back of Feng Ling's head. The latter was brought forward by the great force and once again kissed Huo Yuhao. And he himself, on the other hand, had stretched out his hand and had pressed it on Feng Ling's back, transferring all of his own soul and the other half of his martial soul.
The scarlet, soft cartilage was like a life-taking sharp weapon. In an instant, it had broken through Huo Yuhao's oral cavity, his esophagus, and had arrived near his heart.
And the wisp of a black airflow had at this time also crazily poured towards Huo Yuhao's heart, thickly enveloping his entire heart.
At this time, the consciousness in the deepest part of Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea had fiercely opened its two eyes. A stream of life energy that had been accumulated for a long time had been sent out from the sword and had in an instant rushed into the body of the vice pontiff, Feng Ling.
The next moment, this woman, who had been intimate with him for three years, had actually burst apart inch by inch, turning into a piece of blood and flesh on the ground, splashing everywhere.
"Holy Son, you..." Zhongli Wu's soul was greatly shocked. He had just been about to manipulate the demonic puppet's half in Huo Yuhao's body to restrain him but had not expected that a voice containing annoyance and greed would in an instant echo through the entire Holy Spirit Hall.
"What a great spiritual power! I, this one, have not seen a human with such a delicious spiritual power for a long time."