Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 208 Anger

"Hmph... You didn't release your true form to deal with it?"

The orca that the Grand Elder had transformed into narrowed its eyes, a hint of understanding flashing in them: "Sure enough, that power was entirely bestowed by external forces, barely able to raise his soul power... and he himself couldn't even make it function properly."

Currently, trapping Huo Yuhao in the realm of madness is a talent skill of the Demonic Orca clan, specifically designed to interfere with the opponent's mind and soul, making it virtually invincible.

After all, normal people can't maintain their focus all the time, and they may reveal their weaknesses at any time due to interference from the field.

Once an opportunity arises, the tyranny hidden in his heart will intensify and spiral out of control, and he won't be able to hold out for long.

"bass!"

Just as the Grand Elder was slightly relieved and unleashed his second nine-ring soul skill, Huo Yuhao, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly looked up, and the golden light in his eyes surged out completely.

The two spirit rings that were originally attached to his body were pushed to the left side, while on his right side, another heaven-defying ring with one gold and three red colors suddenly appeared, and a golden youth phantom appeared together with the Spirit Eye Martial Soul.

Twins!
The long-awaited simultaneous manifestation of martial spirits has finally come to fruition, giving Tianmeng and Xuedi the opportunity to simultaneously unseal their origins and combine all their power into one.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to do it so quickly..."

Tianmeng, who had conjured a spirit body from Huo Yuhao, reached out and the golden spear in his hand burst forth with intense light, directly confronting the strongest skill thrown by the Grand Elder.

At the instant the golden light collided with the gray pillar of light, Huo Yuhao also broke through control amidst the perfectly integrated martial soul aura. The Spiritual Burning Domain and the Emperor Hantian were released together, and the spiritual light and the Ice Emperor's Descent coexisted as one.

Although his skill enhancement was completely overridden by the unsealing of the two ferocious beasts' essence, the feeling of perfect harmony still left him deeply moved.

'Having two martial souls will cause the soul power within the body to split into two types. Under normal soul power circulation paths, conflict is almost unavoidable. This is also the biggest problem encountered when switching between twin martial souls—soul power conversion isn't that fast.'

'Under normal circumstances, switching martial souls two or three times in a battle is already the limit. Switching more than that will only cause the unconverted soul power to clash or even backfire... That's where my research started.'

Xiao Xiao's serious expression flashed through his mind: 'If we treat the soul power converted from a martial soul as two pieces of a puzzle, weakening their conflict and allowing the two soul powers to flow together, then using two martial souls simultaneously becomes possible.'

Following Xiao Xiao's method, although it is possible to use two martial souls at the same time, the energy consumption is also extremely high. Furthermore, due to the constraints during the conversion of soul power, the lethality of soul power and soul skills will be slightly reduced.

But these problems apply to Huo Yuhao...

"Hyotei! The coexistence of soul power is now in your hands!"

Huo Yuhao took the staff from Tianmeng and released mental interference from outside his body, which was shaped under the guidance of the spear tip, to cover the Grand Elder's entire body.

Meanwhile, Xue Di and Tian Meng, who were on his left and right sides, each took on a part of the task of controlling the martial soul, thus splitting the problem of the coexistence of the twin martial souls into four parts, which were then distributed among the three of them.

They even had the capacity to integrate Huo Yuhao's already chaotic forces.

"Sorrow and hatred!"

Huo Yuhao raised his spear, and the two Emperor Swords, their blades imbued with spiritual flames, condensed from the air. The multiple enhancements from his two martial souls arrived almost instantly, transforming the ice swords into dazzling colors.

"What is he going to do?"

The elder felt a sudden panic, his soul rings flashing wildly as he drove his Martial Soul True Body to spin and bombard, unleashing numerous beams of energy.

However, the Heavenly Snow Empress, who stood on both sides, was no pushover either. Using her own unsealed essence as energy, she pushed Huo Yuhao's many soul skills to their limits, keeping them on cooldown, and they fought off several rounds of attacks.

At that moment, the two ferocious beasts also deeply felt the lack of Huo Yuhao's offensive skills.

The Snow Empress has her own set of tactics, and even when her spirit rings are on cooldown, she can still throw out the Three Absolutes to cover for her.

But Tianmeng can only rely on endless repetition of the Soul Impact technique to work.

"Looks like I need to learn some skills myself." Tianmeng shook her head secretly, then turned to look at Huo Yuhao, who had been keeping his eyes closed for a long time: "Hiss... how about we talk about it later?"

It seems we don't need another fighter like him right now, so it's okay for him to indulge in his lifelong laziness, right?

At that moment, Huo Yuhao also fully grasped the inspiration brought by this chaotic domain. The two imperial swords clattered together above his head, and a touch of crimson was instantly outlined on the blades.

Then, the reforged blade above his head unleashed a terrifying aura, and the air around the greatsword was constantly pushed away under the pressure of this powerful force.

“Shaping…”

Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a smile: "And anger!"

With both hands gripping the staff tightly, he swung it down with the force of a sword hilt. The multi-layered, iridescent greatsword was unstoppable, easily shattering all of the elder's counterattacks as the sword struck.

"boom!"

A chaotic storm erupted instantly, and dazzling light and scattered energy filled the entire light shield, with even a small amount of power passing through the shield and reaching the outside world.

As the storm subsided, the massive body of the First Elder, severely injured, reappeared. A gruesome gash, almost splitting his face vertically, extended from the top of his head to his tail, which was cut in two, nearly severing his life.

"This body has reached its limit."

Despite his successful strike, Huo Yuhao's face paled slightly as he glanced with lingering fear at his fingers, which were now cracked like porcelain.

If his body had been 20% weaker, he probably would have been on the verge of collapse from that attack.

but now……

"It's time to wrap this up!"

Huo Yuhao moved swiftly, transforming into a beam of light as he rushed toward the Great Elder, who had shed his true form. His outstretched hand was silently covered with a layer of snow-white ice, radiating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Emperor's Palm - Great Cold with No Snow!

"Do not…"

The elder's expression changed instantly, but his mangled body, which had almost been torn apart, was no longer capable of any movement.

This time he really...

will die.

"stop!"

Zhang Peng, who was stuck at the top of the formation, could no longer stay still. He suddenly stopped and severed the connection, then pounced on Huo Yuhao, who was about to kill him.

The Holy Spirit Cult is in dire need of manpower right now. Although this mysterious old man's heart isn't in it, it's still better than being killed in front of others.

As for the sea princess... as long as she is temporarily unable to struggle, there shouldn't be a big problem.

"Hmph~ You're the one who should stop!"

With a flash of golden light, Tianmeng Spirit Body emerged from Huo Yuhao's side, gathering almost all its power to unleash a soul shock that instantly pierced through Zhang Peng's nearly open spiritual sea.

Suffering such a sudden injury, Zhang Peng, who already had little strength left, spurted blood from his mouth and nose and flew backward as if he had been hit by a real attack.

(End of this chapter)