Peerless: Gu Master Transforms Douluo.

Zhongli Wu clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were covered with blood vessels. His frantic emotions were about to burst out of his chest.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" He forced out a hoarse roar, his heart churning with unbelievable rage.

His long-planned, earth-shattering attack, which even Limit Douluo had to temporarily avoid, was actually blocked so easily by Huo Yuhao?
I'm starting to lose my composure!
In the frozen domain just now, Zhongli Wu could sense that although Huo Yuhao was able to contend with his Wind and Fire Transformation by relying on the suppressive power of the ultimate ice, the strength that the opponent unleashed was not at the level of a Super Douluo.

He was a genuine level 98 Super Douluo, and such a gap should have been an insurmountable chasm. Not to mention that he also had the Bone Dragon King, his natal beast spirit, which was more than enough to make up for the disadvantage in martial soul attributes and even suppress the opponent!

How did I end up in such a predicament when I clearly had the upper hand?
Zhongli Wu frantically channeled his soul power, even burning his own life essence, in an attempt to push the Grim Reaper's scythe in half a step further.

However, the frozen scythe seemed to be welded to the ground, remaining motionless despite exhausting its power.

This level of physical strength!

It's incredible.

A storm raged in Zhongliwu's heart.

What's with the claim that a Spiritual Soul Master is physically weak but possesses physical attributes comparable to a Limit Douluo?!
How many trump cards does Huo Yuhao actually have hidden?

What exactly is his martial spirit?
Seeing that things were not going well, the Bone Dragon King immediately raised its head and let out a roar that shook the heavens. A surge of energy erupted, and six high-speed rotating vortexes of wind and fire instantly appeared in all directions.

In an instant, towering blue flames, carrying black air currents containing death energy, expanded continuously, sweeping out like a tsunami.

boom--

With a deafening roar like thunder, the terrifying heat and explosion, comparable to extreme fire, instantly engulfed the two figures, even the light was swallowed up by this wave of death energy.

The power of this attack was truly terrifying, and the hearts of everyone watching immediately jumped into their throats.

Wang Dong'er subconsciously gripped Xiao Xiao's hand tightly, and the people from the Spirit Pagoda and Shrek Academy also held their breath.

The next second, a scene that shocked countless people appeared.

The terrifying heat receded like a tide, replaced by an extreme cold that penetrated to the bone.

The bluish-green flames extinguished at a visible speed in the extreme cold, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

The sky was overcast, and snowflakes were falling.

Each pure white snowflake is as soft as a swan's feather, yet carries a chill that can freeze the soul.

In just a few breaths, the earth was covered in snow, and even the scorched earth from the explosion was buried.

All that remained in the world was pure white.

As the snowflakes dispersed, everyone's pupils constricted sharply upon seeing the two figures that had been revealed.

Huo Yuhao stood in the void, with faint ripples spreading beneath his feet. His clothes fluttered in the cold wind, and his entire body was spotless, with golden spacetime power flowing around him.

His gaze was calm and unwavering as he looked down at the ground, like a king surveying his own territory, composed and majestic.

Zhongli Wu, who initiated the attack, was now kneeling on the skull of the Bone Dragon King in a sorry state, his body trembling uncontrollably, and blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The Bone Dragon King was also in poor condition; the eerie green soul fire flickered in its eye sockets, constantly emanating from the gaps in its skull, as if it had suffered a mental trauma.

What happened?
This question arose in everyone's minds simultaneously. The scene before them was truly shocking and aroused an unprecedented curiosity in them.

What was thought to be a fierce battle between evenly matched forces turned into a one-sided suppression.
It seems this Holy Spirit Cult leader is nothing special, just someone who could be kicked to death on the street?

This was completely unexpected!
It seems reasonable.

The people in the Spirit Pagoda were especially excited. Looking at Huo Yuhao, who stood calmly in mid-air, they felt that he was unfathomable and that every move he made refreshed their understanding.

Powerful, domineering, and unstoppable!

Is this Yuhao's true strength?
Zhongli Wu tried his best but couldn't deal any decent damage; these two were simply not on the same level!
Huo Yuhao gripped the Ice Emperor Sword in his right hand, the azure light on the sword growing ever brighter. His first soul skill, Ice Emperor's Body Protection, transformed into ice crystal armor covering his entire body, blocking all attacks under the protection of time and space.

The Eye of Fate on her forehead, with its rosy light flowing within, seems to pierce through all the illusions of the world.

On the other side, Zhongli Wu endured the splitting headache, staring intently at Huo Yuhao, his face filled with horror, a fleeting glimpse of fear in his eyes.

At this moment, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

If we keep fighting, we'll definitely die!

Is the gap so big?

My own death aura is clearly capable of eroding the soul!

Zhongli Wu was confident that even if a Limit Douluo was caught off guard by this move, he would be in a sorry state if a powerful healing Soul Master didn't purify him in time.

With the blessing of the true form of the Grim Reaper, this power of death will grow stronger by frantically devouring the life force of the opponent until the enemy is completely annihilated!

But then he ran into Huo Yuhao, this oddball.

His prized special move was completely ineffective; even the Grim Reaper's scythe, powerful enough to cleave space, couldn't break through his defenses.

Was he unaffected by the aura of death?
No, it's impossible that they weren't affected.

It's probably just that it's been temporarily suppressed by the opponent; it's just a kid who has mastered the power of space ahead of time!
The power of death is irresistible!!

Snowflakes danced in the air, and an unparalleled chill permeated Zhongliwu's body, like invisible chains binding him.

In this extremely low temperature of over two hundred degrees below zero, even someone as powerful as Zhongli Wu could not survive for long in such an environment, and the circulation of his soul power began to become sluggish.

The Bone Dragon King roared again. Huo Yuhao's use of the Eye of Destiny to unleash a soul blast had severely damaged its soul. Fortunately, its soul was connected to Zhongli Wu's, and the two shared the damage, so it wasn't fatal.

"This must be Huo Yuhao's last trump card!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhongli Wu's eyes. "There is no invincible defense. As long as I break through this layer of spacetime power, I can win!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhongli Wu made his move again, his enormous scythe of death slicing through the sky, the black blade tearing through space.

Bone Dragon King and Zhongli Wu were of one mind. They suddenly accelerated and circled around to Huo Yuhao's side. The huge dragon tail swung horizontally, carrying a raging vortex of wind and fire, and struck upwards like a giant steel whip.

At the same time, a black figure silently separated from Zhongli Wu's body, tearing through space and appearing in mid-air. It was like a clone of Zhongli Wu, wielding a black scythe that swept across, aiming straight for the opponent's back.

Three against one!

This is Zhongliwu's last stand!

Huo Yuhao actually had helpers.

Whether it was the numerous spirits in the Sea of ​​Spirit, or the possession of Elder Yi using a Heavenly Rank fighting technique, or even directly shouting "Gu Yue, save me!"

There are many choices.

But at that moment, he had no intention of asking for help.

He was thoroughly enjoying the exhilarating battle.

It's been a long time since I've encountered a powerful opponent who could pose a life-or-death threat to me, so I'm feeling a bit excited.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was using both of his martial souls simultaneously to hone his combat skills and unleash his hidden potential.

Indeed, it's a great whetstone!
That's all. The Ice Emperor's Sword unleashed a ghostly blue sword flower, clashing once more with the Death Scythe. In a mere instant, they exchanged dozens of blows, and as death energy continued to swirl around it, the Time-Space Guardian rippled gently.

While the Time-Space Guardian is indeed a defensive soul skill evolved from the Evil God Guardian of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, an invincible type of defense, its invincible defense still requires a considerable amount of soul power consumption.

If this Super Douluo is allowed to keep attacking without any defense, the soul power consumed will increase exponentially.

Although Huo Yuhao was in no way inferior in terms of endurance, he did not like pure defense.

Offense is the best defense!

As for the Bone Dragon King's attack, it was entirely expected; in fact, Huo Yuhao had been waiting for this very moment!
However, Zhongli Wu was also an experienced Super Douluo. In the instant when the shadow clone and the Bone Dragon King launched a pincer attack, he keenly captured Huo Yuhao's fleeting weakness!

good chance!
The ninth spirit ring, which had lasted for 100,000 years, lit up instantly, radiating a blood-red light that even stained the falling snowflakes with an eerie red hue.

Death Flame!

The death aura on the Grim Reaper's scythe was so dense it was almost solidified, instantly turning into viscous black flames like tar. At this moment, it ignored the extreme cold of the Ice Emperor's sword and meandered up the ice crystal blade.

It broke through the dark blue ice mist and shot up Huo Yuhao's arm, instantly spreading to his entire body and burning fiercely!

Deathly energy engulfs the body; death is ever-present!
Zhongli Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was almost tangible. He stared intently at Huo Yuhao, who was enveloped in black flames, and a crazy smile spread across his face.

At the same time, the Black Scythe Slash and the Bone Dragon Tail Whip arrived as expected, attacking from three sides and sealing off all possibilities of evasion!

"Hahaha, I won!" Zhongli Wu laughed wildly, filled with the madness of surviving a calamity and the smugness of victory. "How could a mere Soul Saint like you possibly shake the foundation of a level ninety-eight!?"

Suddenly, a calm yet mocking voice rang in Zhongliwu's ears, like ice water being poured over his head.

"When did you start to have the illusion that I didn't use the 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' technique?"

Zhongli Wu shuddered, his maniacal laughter abruptly ceasing. He then realized that his killing move had struck a phantom ice shadow, which shattered into countless snowflakes.

The real Huo Yuhao was standing a few meters away from him. The terrifying black flames did not burn his body at all. Instead, they flowed along his fingertips like a docile pet!

"This is impossible!"

Zhongli Wu's pupils shrank drastically. "This is the Death God's Flame that I unleashed by sacrificing my entire life essence and risking the regression of my cultivation! How could a death flame, powerful enough to incinerate everything, be useless!?"

"You are clearly the ultimate ice martial soul, how can you control my flames? Flames that contain death and darkness..."

Huo Yuhao was too lazy to answer his questions.

He could have actually used the Heart of Time and Space, which was transformed from the Heart of the Ocean, to withstand Zhongli Wu's final blow as a trinity, but there was no need, and he didn't care about the sinister death aura.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao ultimately relied on the authority of the Chaos Body and the Creation Flame of his third soul skill to subdue the Death God Flame.

Refined instantly!

Zhongli Wu's prized Death Flame was utterly insignificant against the Chaos Entity's near-magic immunity to elemental resistance, and could not inflict any effective damage.

Accompanied by the flickering of the Chaos Body's gray fifth spirit ring.

Necromantic magic, the light of purification!
A pure white light, imbued with irresistible purifying power, silently descended upon the Bone Dragon King.

"not good!"

A strong sense of unease instantly arose in Zhongli Wu's heart, but at this moment he had no strength left to mobilize his soul power to resist.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao gently clenched his right hand forward, and the flames swirling around him suddenly condensed. The dark flames, along with the surrounding death power, condensed into a huge arm bone in his right hand, which firmly gripped Zhongli Wu in his palm!
The Dharma Body of Emperor Yan!

A shimmering, iridescent flame erupted from the black arm bones, carrying an overbearing intent to incinerate everything!
Although ice is Huo Yuhao's most frequently used technique, after the Chaos Body truly transforms, he is also the sovereign of fire.

"what--"

Imprisoned, Zhongli Wu let out a shrill, inhuman scream and was forced to withdraw from his Martial Soul True Body.

The Bone Dragon King also screamed in agony as the white light struck its opponent's head. Its soul fire, after encountering the purifying power, melted away at a visible speed, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

The enormous Bone Dragon King's body fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The Bone Dragon King, having lost its soul, was dead.

Faced with Elder Yi's necromancy, no matter how strong the Bone Dragon King was, as an undead creature, it was utterly powerless to resist.

Zhongli Wu, who had been captured by the Yan Emperor's Dharma Body, was still screaming in agony. The fear of death was ever-present. Enduring the excruciating pain of being burned, he struggled to open his eyes and looked at Huo Yuhao standing in front of him.

The boy stood calmly amidst the swirling snow and embers, flames and icy mist intertwining around him, an invisible pressure emanating from him, as if a king were seated before him, and all evil spirits in the world could only bow down in submission.

As Zhongli Wu bled from his seven orifices, a complex mix of emotions welled up within him: resentment, anger, but mostly a sense of relief.

Lost.

We lost completely from beginning to end.

His proud Death God form, the Bone Dragon King, and the Death God Flame were utterly vulnerable in front of Huo Yuhao.

This battle was doomed from the very beginning.

It was at this moment when the dust settled that the onlookers finally realized that Huo Yuhao had won!

They burst into joyful cheers.

Won!

Countless people jumped up in excitement, feeling honored.

Wang Dong'er hugged Xiao Xiao tightly: "Xiao Xiao, Yuhao won!"

"I told you so..." Xiao Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the composed figure, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for a long time, finally settled down, and a smile appeared on her face.

Although I don't know how Yuhao has so many tricks up his sleeve, as long as we win, that's all that matters!
Cheers and exclamations rose and fell, converging into a wave of joy that echoed through Mingdu as the dark clouds dispersed.

Zhongliwu could no longer hear these sounds.

All he could hear was a piercing buzzing sound, and the world before him was gradually swallowed up by black and blood.

In this fiery torture, the soul power within the body had long since dried up, the life force was rapidly dissipating, and the heart gradually fell silent.

It seems a bit cold?
In a daze, Zhongli Wu seemed to see the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, his own mother, Ye Xishui.

“Mother, I cannot fulfill your expectations, cough cough…” Broken words spilled from the corner of his mouth, filled with endless regret.

Zhongli Wu knew that his birth was a mistake, and his mother, Ye Xishui, had never truly cared about him. But what right did he have to choose?
So be it.

I love you, Mom. Today I'm setting sail...

A bleak smile appeared on Zhongli Wu's lips. Having shed all his responsibilities, dying like this wouldn't be so bad.

Finally, his vision was completely plunged into darkness. In the excruciating pain of his soul being burned, the Holy Spirit Cult leader, who had once struck fear into the hearts of countless people on the Douluo Continent, finally brought his life to a close.

Watching Zhongli Wu's corpse turn to ashes under the Yan Emperor's Dharma Body, Huo Yuhao's eyes remained unmoved.

This is the ending they deserved... (End of Chapter)