Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

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From the perspective of the strange bird, the fist imprint that gathered infinite spiritual light seemed to stretch across the sky, crowding out the entire field of vision and bursting everything in perception. It was far more vast and boundless than the sky and the starry sky, leaving no place to escape!
In the face of life-or-death crisis, the newly born creature finally unleashed its potential, letting out a roar that echoed the roars of a thousand beasts:

"Roar!"

The aura of death returned, the hideous shadows of beasts reappeared, and the pitch-black sky, melted into crimson and black hues, was unleashed—

It was instantly crushed by that blinding radiance!

This punch was like a meteor falling from the sky, unstoppable, carrying light and fire! It blasted away all obstacles with a power greater than mountains, all struggles and counterattacks were reduced to nothing, and all panicked escapes were pressed into the mud.

"boom!"

With the deathly aura of fading clouds and the remnants of a beast spirit, endless radiance suppressed the strange bird as it slammed into the ground in the wasteland, crushing hills and creating a fist imprint that stretched for over a hundred feet.

"Gah...!"

Beneath the shadow of fists, the strange bird struggled and cried out, creating a series of booming sounds. The vast power within its body surged wildly, but it was crushed by the seemingly endless power, bursting out layer upon layer of black waves.

Each time a ripple bursts forth, the entire basin sinks deeper under Huo Yuhao's further intensified power, creating another resounding boom.

'game…'

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes, his mental power, pushed to its peak, surged once more, and his soul core spun rapidly under the violent extraction, drawing out an energy vortex in the sky: "It's over!"

The light shone brighter, but the fist, which had been fighting fiercely, slammed down and, carrying a violent force, completely blasted through the rock layer, engulfing the strange bird, which resembled a mosquito, in a sea of ​​brilliant light.

"boom!!"

A shockwave of vibrant colors spread out instantly, causing the surrounding ground to ripple like waves and sending out pebbles like a torrential downpour.

"Huh...huh..."

With the help of the Sea Princess, Huo Yuhao stood still in the void. His body, which had been squeezed to the extreme, was almost unable to move, but his aura was unprecedentedly strong and solid despite this extreme weakness.

That feeling of giving it your all and letting loose...

That's the real battle!
"This road..."

Huo Yuhao exhaled deeply, his breathing even, but the light in his eyes lingered: "We really can go on..."

……

"Ahem~ Teacher..."

Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted, and he picked up the lifeless dead bird in his hand and shook it: "Sorry, I think I used a little too much force."

The undead would naturally not fear physical destruction, but Huo Yuhao's attack just now was mostly mental, which happened to hit the guy's weak point.

Now, only half of the strange bird's flesh remains, but its soul fire has completely disappeared.

"Ah~"

Looking at Huo Yuhao, Elder Yi put down his work with a headache, summoned his staff, tapped it on the dead bird's remains, and rekindled a flame.

However, the damage to its body can only be repaired slowly on its own.

Although the undead demiplane is called undead, it doesn't actually contain much death power, making it too difficult to quickly repair itself.

'It seems we also need to study how to construct the world's core.'

Old Yi sighed helplessly.

It's not sustainable to rely on the demiplane to absorb energy spontaneously all the time. After all, there are two layers of barriers between here and Douluo Continent, so the absorption efficiency won't be very high, and the replenishment speed simply can't keep up with the consumption.

"Screech..." The strange bird, reborn, was about to raise its head and howl, but under the influence of the remaining memories within its body, it obediently shut its beak and drooped down again.

However, a faint light emanating from its soul fire suddenly appeared, triggering the spear and staff that Huo Yuhao had stored in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Finally, guided by Elder Yi, the faint light disappeared into one end of the spear, leaving a black mark.

"This is the access to the demiplane. From now on, you can use this spear staff to open the gates of the dead at will, without having to rely on my power."

Iraton held his staff: "Moreover, you can use this to begin learning necromancy. Once you're proficient, you should learn about the various races and try to create your first undead."

"Necromantic magic..."

Huo Yuhao tossed aside the strange bird in his hand, watching it struggle to fly with its damaged wings to Elder Yi's shoulder. A look of emotion crossed his eyes: "The power to revive the dead..."

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao seemed to realize something: "Teacher, necromancy should also be able to revive mortals, right? Logically speaking, even without much soul power, humans still have a soul..."

"Indeed."

Old Yi gently shook his head: "But don't forget, without a certain level of cultivation, the essence of the soul is quite fragile. Without a soul residing in the corpse, the resurrected spirit will only be—"

A completely new individual.

Just like the ghost of that sea princess, apart from the physical body being somewhat similar to her life, the contents inside are completely different.

"…Too."

Huo Yuhao nodded somewhat dejectedly.

More than four years have passed since Huo Yun'er's death. She doesn't have a strong enough mental state to maintain her soul. She's probably long gone by now, so there's no chance of her being resurrected.

"Let her rest in peace... there's no need to disturb her any further."

After calming his mind, Huo Yuhao focused his attention on the gun staff in his hand, and paused slightly, mimicking Elder Yi's movements: "Gate of the Dead."

The mark left on it shimmered slightly, and a small door, about the height of a person, opened up in front of him.

"Can the size of a door be changed using mental power?"

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, then tried to channel his spiritual power into the doorway.

The moment he touched the door, his consciousness was instantly pulled out and thrown into darkness.

However, this dark space was not empty. As Huo Yuhao drew out several more strands of spiritual energy, a reddish-brown phantom slowly unfolded in front of him. It was a miniature projection of the entire undead demiplane.

In ordinary teleportation, the spatial location corresponding to the Gate of the Dead is completely random, and where you will appear after entering is purely a matter of luck.

But with this map, things are different.

Huo Yuhao can use his mental power to freely place several teleportation coordinates, so that he can instantly teleport to a fixed location when there is an emergency in the future.

"Oh right... and those two guys too."

Recalling the images he had seen from the crystal ball, Huo Yuhao searched around on the map and finally selected a location in a corner to initiate the teleportation.

The two angels had been in the demiplane without water or food for two weeks, facing the endless sea of ​​skeletons every day.

I just lured Zhang Peng, who had been transformed into an undead, over there again. I wonder what's going on with him now.

(End of this chapter)