Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 230 Seed
Can two people with no blood relation awaken similar martial souls?
Clearly, it's not just about similarity; it's even possible to awaken completely identical martial souls...

"A spiritual crown..."

Just before the attack hit, Huo Yuhao activated his Spirit Eye, unleashing a beam of light from the depths of his eyes that clashed head-on with the blood-red light released by the Soul Douluo.

The moment the two mental attacks collided, a black dot of light, symbolizing an anomaly, appeared at the center of the collision. A terrifying, engulfing gravitational force suddenly appeared out of nowhere, rolling into a black hole-like shape with fleeting spatial ripples.

Before the spiritual power contained in the attack could even erupt, it was torn into golden and red air currents in this storm. The black-robed skeleton that rushed into the hall at lightning speed paused, its soul fire trembling as it watched the confrontation between the two.

'Contra? This young kid is actually a master of the eighth level!'

Even if Huo Yuhao's soul power fluctuations were only at the sixth level of the environmental realm, he could only assume that the other party possessed a long-lasting stealth skill.

Otherwise, rather than believing that a six-ringed prodigy could rival an eight-ringed prodigy, he would rather believe that this boy, who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, was a prodigy with an eight-ringed talent...

"Duet - A Soul-Pounding Performance!"

Before the storm of the clash had subsided, a phantom appeared behind Huo Yuhao, followed by a sudden burst of spiritual light that pushed away the chaotic spiritual energy in the arena.

"Thump thump..."

Before the Holy Spirit disciples standing on either side of the middle-aged man could utter a sound, blood gushed from their mouths and noses under the sudden onslaught of intense pressure. Those with lower spiritual levels were even worse off; their skulls split open on the spot, and their life force vanished in an instant.

"throat…!"

The Soul Douluo, whose spiritual sea had been fiercely bombarded, suddenly spit out blood, his head snapped back, and he flew backward, crashing into the blurry-faced statue.

"Awakening Holy Light!"

The moment his companion was struck, the black-robed skeleton seized the opportunity, throwing out a gray light as the holy servants and disciples scattered in panic, pulling back the disciples whose lives had come to an abrupt end and who had collapsed to the ground.

In a sense, it's a Douluo Continent version of necromancy!

However, the spirits that he pulled up and stood there stiffly were clearly different. The soul fire in their eye sockets contained the wailing and struggling souls of several disciples, which flickered with an ominous red light as they throbbed.

"Life taken away!"

The black-robed skeleton shouted again, and all the undead standing in front of Huo Yuhao emitted gray light from their chests and rushed towards him in a crisscrossing pattern.

To be honest, these lights didn't have any fluctuations in soul power or mental power; they were just like pure light and didn't have any lethality.

But Huo Yuhao had no way to dodge it, and even his long-lost Ghost Shadow Steps couldn't get rid of it. He could only watch as the gray line connected to his chest.

"Rules-based skills?"

Huo Yuhao frowned subconsciously.

Skills like these, which are shrouded in mystery, are the most troublesome. They often come with a tyrannical clause that says "no one below the god level can affect them." Who knows what the opponent's move actually does?

—Let's interrupt first!

"Life, Light, and Soul Impact!"

The skill's pre-cast animation came in handy once again. The instant Huo Yuhao looked up, the life energy in his second sea of ​​consciousness was filled along with the power of light, and then emptied by the gathered spiritual power.

One gold and one green, the two energies at the front merged tightly, easily breaking through the opponent's soul power defense like an armor-piercing bullet, allowing the soul impact that served as the core material to smash through the membrane and blast into the sea of ​​spirit.

"Pfft~"

Under the sudden attack, two pillars of fire shot out from the black-robed skeleton's eye sockets. The mental fluctuations that should have weakened instead became stronger, and at the same time, a slight discordant meaning appeared in its mental power.

……

"Huh?" In the very center of a magnificent altar, Zhongli Wu, dressed in a gray robe, sat quietly in meditation. But under a mysterious sense, he slowly raised his head and lit up the eerie flame in his eyes.

He could sense that the soul fire seed he had planted in one of his servants had been activated.

However, that good-for-nothing hadn't yet reached the point of death, so the seed only temporarily saved his life and couldn't transform him into a spirit belonging to Zhongli Wu himself.

"Interesting... Someone actually made a move against my church's altar at this time."

Zhongli Wu's stiff, ashen face was expressionless, but the soul fire in his eyes flickered unnaturally: "If I'm not mistaken, the incident happened in Dongyang City... Could it be related to that old whale?"

The so-called Grand Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult is an old figure from the time of the previous leader. His identity and background are a mystery to the current high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult. Coupled with his arrogant demeanor, it is hard not to have other suspicions.

"If that's the case, it would be a huge problem..."

Zhongli Wu stood up gracefully, as if defying gravity, lightly touching the ground and hovering as he floated down towards the bottom of the altar.

Feng Ling, who was standing guard beside her, opened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Something seems to be happening in Dongyang City."

Zhongli Wu shook his head slightly, seemingly intending to personally travel north to investigate the situation.

That place was too important, and with so many titled warriors and Soul Douluos sent out, he was really worried.

If all those high-end combat forces were lost there, even with the Holy Spirit Cult's foundation, it would be considered a crippling blow, and it would take at least twenty years to recover.

"...But weren't you going into seclusion to gain enlightenment?"

Feng Ling glanced at the invisible aura surrounding Zhong Liwu's body: "Perhaps this is the opportunity for you to break through to your limit?"

As long as there is one more Limit Douluo, it doesn't matter how many Title Douluos and Soul Douluos die.

After all, evil soul masters have no shortage of geniuses. As long as they are given enough blood and souls, it takes twenty years to pull a low-level soul master to the eighth level.

Moreover, many of those guys are outwardly subservient but secretly plotting to overthrow their superiors; their importance is naturally less than the growth of the Zhongli family's power.

"strength…"

Feng Ling glanced discreetly at the enormous statue hidden deep in the darkness. The accumulated power of faith within it had begun to influence the outside world, condensing extremely illusory images around the statue.

She now has only three goals left in her life.

A satisfying revenge, a pursuit of greater power, and helping the Holy Spirit Cult fulfill its ambitions.

"Ling'er is right."

Two figures, their auras concealed, emerged from the darkness, pacing slowly like ordinary people devoid of soul power.

"Now is the perfect time for you to comprehend the realm. Even if you can't break through before the grand plan is implemented, it will still be enough for you to accumulate the foundation for your future push to the limit..."

Ye Xishui's bloodshot eyes held a hint of pain: "You must remember, the Limit Douluo realm is not something you can break through at will. Only by seizing every opportunity can you have any hope!"

"That Dongyang City...?"

Zhongliwu hesitated for a moment.

"I'll go."

Long Xiaoyao, who had been standing silently to the side, let out a long sigh and disappeared without a trace, along with a shadow that obscured the light.

(End of this chapter)