Zhongli Wu's expression instantly became extremely colorful.
Huo Yuhao's words were like a sharp blade, fiercely stabbing at his heart.
His soul had been imprisoned by the undead magic in the pre-prepared hexagram formation. There was no more chance to turn the tables.
"Holy Son! No! You cannot kill this old one!" Zhongli Wu struggled madly. But he, who was only left with a single soul, how could he be a match for the grandmaster of undead magic? What's more, he had been greatly weakened in his battle with the Evil Lord.
"When you're out in the world, you always have to pay it back, don't you?" Huo Yuhao smiled at him, and immediately bowed slightly at the Electrolux by his side. As long as Elder Yi was here, no existence could possess him or manipulate him, not even a God-King.
Even the God of Lust could only leave an obscure brand of original sin to amplify Huo Yuhao's carnal desires, which was how she had been misunderstood by Bibi Dong and Electrolux.
"Huo Yuhao! You... if you dare to erase this old one's soul, the Phoenix Holy Maiden, she... she will surely have an accident!"
Zhongli Wu hurriedly spoke out to threaten him. This was his final trump card for negotiation in his possession of Huo Yuhao. As early as beforehand, he had had the Supreme Pontiff Ye Xishui take Ma Xiaotao away. If something were to happen to him, it would surely be detected by Ye Xishui, who would then kill the hostage, Ma Xiaotao.
"Elder Yi," hearing this, Huo Yuhao's face changed drastically. He hurriedly looked at the Electrolux at his side.
"Hey, if the news of your one soul body's death were to spread, this old one wouldn't have to be the one who holds the sun and moon and plucks the stars," Electrolux sneered coldly. This kind of an inferior life-and-death communication means was simply child's play in his presence.
He waved his undead staff, muttering something. The hexagram formation that was locking Zhongli Wu began to float upwards. Zhongli Wu's body also began to dissolve from his heels.
"Ah—no!"
As if he were experiencing an inhumanly cruel torture, this evil soul master pontiff, who was over a hundred years old, let out a miserable cry. No matter how he tried to send a message to the outside, all the energy fluctuations were bound within this not-so-large hexagram formation, unable to overflow.
Seeing this strange scene, the Evil Lord in the other formation was almost scared out of his wits. He was only left with a spiritual origin. If he didn't do something now, his fate would also be no better than Zhongli Wu's.
But the moment the Evil Lord had activated his spiritual power, he was on the contrary suppressed by another spiritual power.
"Evil Lord, I have been looking forward to you for a full three years!" Huo Yuhao came before it. The Evil Lord's spiritual power in his peak period was at the peak of the Divine Origin realm. But it, which was only left with a spiritual origin, was at most on par with Huo Yuhao, who was at the early stage of the Divine Origin realm. This existence, which ranked second among the ten great ferocious beasts, in every aspect, was a great supplement for Huo Yuhao.
"It was you who deliberately lured me, this one, here!" The Evil Lord was greatly shocked. At the same time, the two spiritual-attribute ferocious beasts, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and the Ten Thousand Demon King, had, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded it. The Ten Thousand Demon King was even more so in a state of being eager to try. Now it was finally the time to avenge the enmity of that one glance back then.
"You are that tree... you... you are that million-year-old worm!" The Evil Lord had finally recognized the identity of these soul spirits. At this moment, it was even a little incredulous. Including itself, almost all of the few with the strongest spiritual realm among the ten great ferocious beasts on the entire continent were in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.
"Evil Lord, become my power," Huo Yuhao had not, at the first moment, killed this spiritual origin of the Evil Lord. On the contrary, he had sent out a soul spirit contract to it. Whether to sign or not was all up to the Evil Lord's own will.
Not counting Gu Yuena, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord was absolutely the number one ferocious beast in terms of spiritual power on the Douluo Continent. It must have its own unique insight into spiritual power cultivation. The benefits it would bring to Huo Yuhao by voluntarily surrendering were far greater than the benefits of forcefully erasing it.
Of course, if this fellow were to play tricks with him, the soul spirit contract had a hundred ways to strangle all threats in the cradle.
"Human! You're dreaming!" The Evil Lord was furious. With its pride, how could it sign an equal contract with a human?
"Alright then," Huo Yuhao's reply was concise and clear. The next moment, countless giant trees had drilled out from the bottom of the spiritual sea, and had tightly entangled the Evil Lord in the hexagram formation. The effect of the Immortal Spirit Wood was activated. The final bit of life primordial power in the Evil Lord's spiritual origin was in an instant extracted by it.
"How is that possible? What is this ability?" The Evil Lord simply couldn't struggle. The double imprisonment of the hexagram formation and the Immortal Spirit Wood, and its spiritual power was also being tightly held back by Huo Yuhao. This second ferocious beast on the continent immediately let out an unwilling roar.
"Evil Lord, with the situation having developed to this point, you should have already seen the ending. I should thank you. Thank you for having integrated everything of yourself into my spiritual sea. If not for this, for me to want to expand my spiritual sea to such an extent, I'm afraid it would have required at least two years' time to complete. So, I must thank you. I will let you become my first soul core, a spiritual soul core," Huo Yuhao nodded slightly at the Evil Lord. This spiritual main body of his, in order to suppress the Evil Lord, was now also a lot more illusory. However, everything had already been settled. Next, he just needed to wait for the harvest of the fruits of victory.
"You..." The Evil-Eyed Tyrant Lord, due to his excessive anger, the huge evil eye in the air had already shown waves of a black airflow. However, to want to break free from the hands of the two great spiritual-type ferocious beasts as well as the Huo Yuhao with a spiritual cultivation of the same realm was how easy? What's more, the hexagram formation targeting it was much more special than Zhongli Wu's.
If one were to say that the hexagram formation at Zhongli Wu's feet was for erasing his soul, then the one at the Evil Lord's feet was for the decomposition of its spiritual origin.
In this world, no one's soul core was more suitable to become Huo Yuhao's soul core than the Evil Lord's. Even Gu Yuena would not do. A dragon's soul core was closer to a dragon dan or a dragon core. And Huo Yuhao was at present still a human.
The Blade of Life's Vigil was suspended in mid-air, its blade facing downwards. A green-gold blade light pointed straight at the huge evil eye that was projected in the air.
At this time, this evil eye had already completely lost its agility. In the depths of its pupil, there was an added sheet of a deathly gray. That was despair!
The cold light blade had, without the slightest bit of mercy, suddenly fallen, fiercely stabbing into the evil eye. The soul power that Huo Yuhao had been secretly accumulating for so many years had finally erupted.
The one after another of a vortex of energy, which was a mixture of spiritual power and soul power, had suddenly risen. Under the pull of the prototype of the spiritual soul core, it had quickly rushed into his own spiritual sea. The Evil Lord could only watch with wide eyes as the golden light in the hexagram formation continuously merged, while the cold, sharp edge of the Life Carving Knife was on the contrary, bit by bit, dismantling and disintegrating its spiritual sense.
"No! Don't! I... I am willing to submit to you! I am willing to become your soul spirit!"
On the brink of death, this peerlessly arrogant Evil Lord finally lost all defiance. Nothing was more precious than life itself. Under the suppression of the mighty powers within Huo Yuhao's body, it didn't even have the chance to self-destruct.
"This is your choice, Evil Lord," Huo Yuhao let out a melancholy smile. He had long ago thought of persuading this Evil Lord. Unfortunately, he understood that with the Evil Lord's pride and strength, it would surely not choose this path of a soul spirit. Including the Beast God Di Tian, it was the same. They all had a certain degree of confidence in facing their next great calamity.
Accompanied by the Evil Emperor's soul ring and spiritual power being completely decomposed and absorbed, the fifth million-year soul ring that had been continuously pulsing had also begun to bloom with a dazzling brilliance. Most importantly, the two great martial souls of Huo Yuhao that had been heavily damaged by the heavenly tribulation had finally, at this moment, recovered as before!