Douluo Continent: The Incarnation of a Divine Beast, Sister Huo Yutong!

Chapter 87 The Night Demon Legion (Please support!)
While Huo Yuhao was sizing up the two Evil Douluos, they were also observing Huo Yuhao.

Upon discovering that Huo Yuhao remained unfazed and fearless despite their imposing presence, the two exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

According to the leader, this boy was only a three-ring Soul Master, yet he showed no reaction to the oppressive aura of two Title Douluos.

They had initially been skeptical of Huo Yuhao's feat of killing a Soul Douluo, but now, seeing it, they were somewhat inclined to believe it.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's lack of reaction, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng grinned, revealing a ferocious smile, and shouted loudly:
"Kid, you're not running away from two Title Douluos like us? You've got some nerve!"

As he spoke, the nine spirit rings behind Zhang Peng shone brightly, as if they were about to make a move.

Despite Zhang Peng's threat, Huo Yuhao remained unfazed and said in a low voice:

"If you have no murderous intent, why should I run?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng's face froze for a moment, then a look of delight appeared on his face, and he said with a smile:

"Not bad, you're pretty good, kid..."

"You're not afraid of the pressure from a Title Douluo, and you can still think calmly. I have high hopes for you!"

As he spoke, Zhang Peng walked casually to Huo Yuhao's side, intending to pat Huo Yuhao on the shoulder.

Huo Yuhao paused, shifted his body backward, and dodged Zhang Peng's shot.

Although Zhang Peng was inherently wicked and was forced to join the Holy Spirit Cult according to the original novel, Huo Yuhao would not entrust his life and death to someone else's kindness.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's actions, Zhang Peng's face darkened. Just as he was about to say something, the hoarse voice of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo came from behind him:
"Scorpion Tiger, stop playing around and hurry up and finish what the adults told you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng's expression instantly turned serious.

He was still very afraid of that ruthless cult leader.

He crossed his arms, his gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao, and said loudly:

"Kid, you're a demonic soul master too, aren't you?"

"They wiped out a branch and didn't run away. Do they want to join the Holy Spirit Cult?"

"Tsk tsk, you've got guts, I'm almost impressed..."

"Quickly, show me your martial spirit, let me see if it's as powerful as the sect leader said!"

As Zhang Peng spoke, Wan Hun Douluo also turned his gaze to Huo Yuhao.

Zhongli Wu told them that this kid's martial soul has a strong restraining effect on evil martial souls, which is why he was able to defeat a Soul Douluo with the body of a three-ring Soul Master.

The two were very curious: what kind of martial spirit could be so powerful?

Meeting their gazes, Huo Yuhao grinned.

"Just showing off your martial spirit isn't enough."

"Shouldn't I at least defeat one or two to prove my worth?"

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao's shadow stretched backward, forming a huge patch of darkness.

Immediately, a strange creature, entirely gray in color, resembling a dragon, with a golden semi-circle encircling its neck from its back and black and red stripes horizontally distributed across its entire body, slowly rose up.

Six ghostly, ribbon-like wings floated behind Him, with four sharp points growing from the end of His tail.

Giratina - Origin Form!
Compared to its original form, which is more of a tank, Giratina's Origin Form is more aggressive, exuding a strange, ferocious, and powerful aura.

The two, who were initially full of excitement, now felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, especially when Giratina's scarlet eyes were fixed on them, the tremor from their very souls intensified!

Zhang Peng is alright. His martial soul is a lower-level Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, but it is more focused on the physical body. He is less suppressed and can still maintain the combat power of a Soul Douluo.

However, the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, whose martial soul is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, is different.

Before Giratina, the Banner of Souls in his hand trembled slightly, constantly expressing his fear.

At this moment, Wan Hun Douluo finally understood why that evil Soul Master had been killed so easily.

Faced with that peculiar martial spirit, he was reduced to less than a tenth of his former strength, and couldn't even muster the thought of resistance. "Ha...ha...what a powerful martial spirit..."

"The sect leader is right...this martial spirit...is indeed powerful..."

Zhang Peng tilted his head and stretched his body, causing his muscular frame to crackle and pop.

"But that's not enough!"

As he spoke, the scorpion tiger behind Zhang Peng roared and charged into his body.

Suddenly, a hint of cruelty and savagery appeared in Zhang Peng's eyes.

The next moment, his eighth spirit ring shone brightly, and three pitch-black, ferocious beasts appeared beside Zhang Peng. It was his signature skill—Twelve Beast Masters!
However, as soon as these three giant beasts appeared, they were severely suppressed by Giratina behind Huo Yuhao, and their momentum was greatly reduced.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Peng frowned, then a sinister smile appeared on his lips:
"If three aren't enough, then let's have three more!"

As he spoke, three more dark shadows flew out from beneath his feet.

Huo Yuhao responded with a disdainful smile:
"A competition to see who has more helpers? Well, I'm sorry..."

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao raised his right hand, and the shadow beneath his feet formed a swamp.

Immediately, dozens of tall, gigantic figures with vertical pupils on their heads emerged from the shadows and instantly surrounded Zhang Peng and his twelve beast shadows.

The Night Demon Legion!

Seeing that each member of the Night Demon Legion possessed an aura no less imposing than his twelve Beast Masters, and even surpassed them by half, Zhang Peng's smile froze before it could fade.

He had toiled away for decades to summon twelve beast tamers, and this kid just casually summoned dozens.

Moreover, although its appearance was somewhat ferocious, the vertical pupils on its head clearly gleamed with intelligence, indicating that it was an intelligent being.

Damn it, why don't I ever encounter this kind of creature?

Just as Zhang Peng was cursing inwardly, dozens of Night Demons all looked at Huo Yuhao and uttered the same sound:
"Dark night!"

Huo Yuhao's face showed a mocking expression as he shouted:

"Go get him! Beat him up!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng's face darkened, and he quickly shouted:

"Enough, enough, we've already seen your martial spirit..."

"Stop now, we'll take you to headquarters..."

Huo Yuhao said disdainfully:

"If you say you won't fight, then I'll lose face."

"Night Demon Legion, move out!"

As soon as Huo Yuhao gave the order, the Night Demons roared and began a brutal attack on Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng cursed under his breath, then stopped holding back and summoned other beast tamers to begin their resistance.

While the Night Demons besieged Zhang Peng, Huo Yuhao leisurely walked up to the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo.

Seeing the almost immobile Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered, but he ultimately gave up the idea of ​​killing him.

He killed an elder before even joining the organization. If word gets out, how will he ever be able to face others again?
Anyway, this guy is easy to kill, so let him live a few more years.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao silently left a spatial mark on the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo so that he could find him at any time in the future.

Upon discovering that Huo Yuhao was merely standing beside him without making a move, Wan Hun Douluo was greatly shocked, and a hint of relief even appeared in his eyes.

Luckily, I didn't say anything.

Seeing Zhang Peng's miserable state, Wan Hun Douluo felt a strange sense of gratitude.

(End of this chapter)