Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao's world and inheriting the Angel of Time

Chapter 99 The Demise of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion

The Duchess recognized him immediately.

This person is Huo Yuhao, whom she hates so much she wants to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Because of him, her two outstanding sons died tragically, and because of him, her husband died far from home.

The White Tiger Duke's Mansion has become a laughing stock.

"I want you dead!!" The Duchess completely lost her mind and charged forward, baring her teeth and claws.

"ridiculous!"

Huo Yuhao chuckled and flicked his finger lightly.

A white light streaked across the darkness.

The Duchess was thrown backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the thick wall.

boom!

A heavy thud resounded, and the supposedly unbreakable wall shattered into pieces, crashing heavily onto the Duchess.

"Cough cough, impossible!" The Duchess was nowhere to be seen at this moment, her previous high spirits gone.

Her body was disheveled, her beautiful face covered in blood, and her ferocious appearance was as ugly as a wicked villain crawling out of hell.

The stinging sensation gradually brought her back to her senses.

But so what?

Huo Yuhao took a step forward, grabbed the Duchess by the neck, and said coldly, "What you did in the past, you will reap today. The only way to pay for it is with blood."

He can't forget it.

How the Duchess has treated her and her son over the past decade or so.

"You—" The Duchess wanted to say something, but Huo Yuhao didn't want to hear her explanation at all and cut off her tongue.

He didn't want to hear anything this person said.

"Waaaaah!!!"

The Duchess was deathly pale, her eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao, struggling desperately as she moved her legs. Her appearance was truly laughable.

"Don't worry, you won't die that easily."

A slight smile appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips.

That handsome face, so striking at this moment, appeared terrifying under the crimson moonlight.

"Evil Eye, eliminate everyone here. Those who commit suicide may have their bodies intact!" A cold and ruthless voice echoed throughout the entire White Tiger Duke's territory. At that moment, everyone who heard these words felt a deep chill rise in their hearts.

How could they not know Huo Yuhao's name? Knowing that the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda had arrived, many Soul Emperors and Soul Gods suddenly rushed out from various locations, each riding a sword light, and sped off in all directions at their fastest speed, fleeing in panic.

Without exception, these people were all guest ministers or elders of the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

Huo Yuhao's eyes grew even colder. He formed hand seals and cast a series of restrictions, which he then casually spread outwards. Instantly, the area within a thousand miles was enveloped as if by an inverted bowl, and no one could escape.

Unless your mental strength surpasses his.

Otherwise, they will be doomed.

A young Soul Master, in a panic, dared not fight back and fled at top speed. However, before he had gone far, he was grabbed by a pitch-black tentacle.

Suddenly, a series of cracking sounds rang out, and his bones shattered into pieces. He died instantly, his eyes filled with intense resentment. However, he had to die because he was a member of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Huo Yuhao carried the Duchess through the air, watching together the colossal eyes that blotted out the sky and slaughtered everything in their path.

He wanted the Duchess to witness this scene firsthand.

One after another, jet-black tentacles relentlessly reaped the lives within the White Tiger Duke's mansion, accompanied by a constant stream of wails, curses, and shouts of fury.

As for our Duchess—

Ah!

At this moment, her face was ashen, and even if she wanted to turn her head away and not see the destruction of her family, she couldn't.

Huo Yuhao used his mental power to forcefully point her head downwards, keeping her eyelids tightly open.

Today, not a single chicken or dog remains at the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

"roar!!!"

Evil Eye felt extremely comfortable at that moment.

In stark contrast to the duchess mentioned above, it engaged in constant killing and revelry.

All the corpses were beheaded at Huo Yuhao's command, and the heads were then linked together by the tentacles of the Evil Eye. His movements were clean and efficient, and his expression was cold and ruthless.

Gradually, more and more human heads appeared on its tentacles. These heads had different expressions, but they all shared one thing in common: the resentment and fear they felt before their deaths.

As more and more people gathered, a powerful aura of resentment spread out, a chilling wind blew all around, and the sky seemed to darken.

Of course, there were also those who resisted.

Some unwilling Soul Saint experts naturally knew that this was Huo Yuhao's soul spirit, and without any hesitation, they rushed directly towards Huo Yuhao at the top.

"die!"

The moment the four appeared, Huo Yuhao suddenly moved. In a series of cold spears, the four Soul Saint level experts, before they could even activate their soul skills, let out a miserable groan. A silver-white spiritual energy formed a cage around their bodies and immediately trapped them.

At the same time, Huo Yuhao, carrying the Duchess, rushed into the cage. With a swift movement, he struck down the first head, which was then kicked by Huo Yuhao onto the tentacles of the Evil Eye.

That string of prayer beads, add one more end!

The blood from the corpse fell from the sky like a fountain, splattering all over the ground.

Huo Yuhao suddenly turned around, and a long spear suddenly appeared in his hand. With the spear, another person's head fell to the ground.

One more string of prayer beads!

All of this happened extremely quickly. Two of the four people were already dead, and the remaining two, under the extreme mental energy cage, lacked even the power to resist.

As Huo Yuhao uttered a hate-filled "Kill!", the cage formed by his extreme spiritual power suddenly contracted, cutting through their bodies like fine wire mesh.

Blood fell from the sky like rain, mixed with pieces of indistinct flesh.

However, under Huo Yuhao's deliberate actions...

The heads of these two men were still intact.

Two more heads on the prayer beads!

Having killed four people, Huo Yuhao stood tall and straight, turning his head to look at the trembling Duchess with a cruel smile on his lips.

Upon seeing that smile, the Duchess felt a chill run down her spine; her despair was limited to that.

"Duchess, are you satisfied?"

Huo Yuhao's eyes revealed intense hatred, but his expression remained calm, and he even smiled.

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao made a grabbing motion with his right hand, which instantly transformed into a giant hand. With a sweep across the White Tiger Duke's mansion, about a dozen people floated up from within amidst terrified screams.

Among these people were men and women, monks and ordinary people.

They were all from the Duchess's family.

The moment Huo Yuhao finished speaking, he clenched his right hand, and with several loud bangs, the bodies of these people, except for their heads, exploded, turning into blood that fell into the White Tiger Duke's mansion. A drop of blood splattered on the Duchess's face, and her body trembled slightly.

Nineteen more prayer beads!

"Waaaaah!!!"

The Duchess's eyes were filled with tears, just like the Huo family mother and son who had been bullied in the past, and the other party showed no mercy.

She also wanted revenge, wanted to kill Huo Yuhao, but her body was completely immobile, and she couldn't even commit suicide. She could only watch helplessly as her loved ones died, and could only whimper and moan.

In no time at all.

The once-renowned White Tiger Duke's Mansion was destroyed in an instant.

Above that evil eye that blots out the sky, countless human heads are strung together in the high sky, appearing from afar like strings of red agate beads under the moonlight.

Some people who didn't know the situation thought that someone was openly traveling around carrying a large number of rare treasures, which caused quite a stir.

They all wanted to possess more treasure.

But when they finally saw what it was, they were all stunned and stood there, cold sweat pouring down their backs.

That's an evil eye!

It can grow to such a large size and have so many tentacles, so it must be a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, or more likely a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast.

But they did not feel any greed.

Instead, I felt terrified because of the person at the very front.

Someone controls a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Could it be a spirit?

This person was Huo Yuhao. He glanced indifferently at the group observing from a distance and said coldly, "Get lost, or die!"

His tone was calm, yet it was filled with intense killing intent.

Immediately, many people fled.

This kind of thing is beyond the reach of small fry like them.

In a secluded ancient forest.

Huo Yuhao casually tossed the Duchess onto the ground.

There is a simple tombstone around her; this is Huo Yun'er's final resting place.

"Mother, I have brought my enemy to your side." Huo Yuhao gently stroked the rough tombstone, a trace of tenderness flashing deep in his eyes.

Memories of the past swirled in my mind.

The chosen one?

Ha, everyone wants to be the protagonist.

But is being the protagonist really that easy?

Would he be willing to play the lead role if he could?

To live peacefully and safely in this world, surrounded by loved ones, is such a wonderful thing.

Unfortunately, that kind of utopia does not exist, whether in the past life or this life.

That's just how the world is.

The law of the jungle prevails, and deception and treachery abound.

"I'm giving you a chance: commit suicide in front of my mother's grave."

Huo Yuhao flicked his sleeve, and a sharp iron sword fell to the ground.

Rather than him killing the Duchess.

He would rather see this person commit suicide in front of his own mother's grave.

"Waaaaah!!"

The Duchess crawled back a few steps, her eyes filled with hatred as she looked at the three large characters "Huo Yun'er".

Let her commit suicide in front of this person.

She was so humiliated, yet she was especially capable of it?

The name Huo Yun'er held a significant place in her heart.

It all started because of this woman.

If it weren't for her, how could she, a duchess, have fallen to such a state?

Compared to torturing her, this kind of suicide is absolutely unacceptable.

"You can't do without me!"

A cold glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. He spread his hands slightly, and the Duchess was completely out of control. She grabbed the longsword and knelt on the ground with a thud, kneeling like a walking corpse in front of Huo Yun'er's grave.

As she drew closer.

At Huo Yuhao's instruction, the Evil Eye behind them piled all the heads together at the back.

"Waaaaah!"

The Duchess was still muttering something, but no one could understand her. Before that simple grave, she raised her longsword to her neck and choked to death.

Is he really just going to leave like this?

Of course it's impossible.

Huo Yuhao picked up the Mauser and used it to heal the Duchess's wounds, then committed suicide, repeating the cycle over and over.

Do you really think he's being kind?

continue----

Until he is satisfied.

the other side.

Huo Yuhao's clone gently put down his teacup, looked at Xu Jiawei who was listening to the servants' whispers, and said with a slightly cold glint in his eyes, "I'm the one handling things at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion."

His purpose, besides discussing the Spirit Pagoda, was...

More importantly, it's to prevent others from disturbing the main body.

"You—" Xu Jiawei immediately stood up, about to retort, when Huo Yuhao suddenly spoke up: "The Star Luo Spirit Pagoda, I will only arrange for one deputy tower master to guard it, ensuring its core remains intact. The rest are for the safety of the Star Luo people—"

Row."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiawei also sat down.

He calmly sipped his tea.

This is an exchange of interests.

Moreover, it's a win-win situation for Xu Jiawei.

The White Tiger Duke's Mansion had been passed down from the original emperors of the Star Luo Empire for countless years. They were only allowed to live because the Xu family, due to the overwhelming power of some nobles in the Star Luo Empire, had turned a blind eye and not interfered much.

Throughout history, royal families have generally been more wary of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

By his generation, although they were on guard, the other party's prestige in the army was obviously too great, which could easily threaten his throne. Or rather, it could be said that some noble forces were secretly assisting the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

As a member of the royal family, he naturally couldn't openly take action against the White Tiger Duke's mansion, so he delayed until now.

Now that Huo Yuhao has made his move, it's a good thing for Xu Jiawei, not to mention that the Spirit Pagoda is about to begin construction in the capital of the Star Luo Empire.

For them, the importance of the boomerang is actually very important. If this force can be used by the royal family, then the zombies will be a huge boost for Xingluo.

And now Huo Yuhao has handed over power to him.

For him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Why won't they agree?

The two calmly drank their tea, and anyone who came would know that the Emperor of Xingluo and the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda were discussing important matters.

This discussion lasted for three days and three nights.

On Huo Yuhao's side.

The Duchess, her eyes numb, committed suicide time and time again, having long since abandoned the hatred in her heart in these deaths.

The dignity and pride of the past are completely gone.

She really wanted to die.

This feeling is awful.

At first, she was so frustrated that she tried to commit suicide, but she came back to life.

I thought it would be a miracle.

Unexpectedly, she committed suicide again.

Only then did she realize that Huo Yuhao, that brat, possessed unimaginable power.

For the first 100 times, she was still praying earnestly that she would have a chance to fight back, because as long as she could survive, she would be able to take revenge one day.

But 1000 times!

1 times!

After countless times!

She truly had no ideas left.

She really wanted to die.

This feeling of being worse than dead is even worse than the shame.

Even without Huo Yuhao using his mental power to control it, it would subconsciously commit suicide, allowing Huo Yuhao to finish it off, and so on, in a continuous cycle.

Before we knew it, a long, long time had passed.

In a daze, the Duchess seemed to have thought of something.

He immediately kowtowed heavily to Huo Yun'er's tombstone, muttering something under his breath, and then chopped off his own right leg with a sword.

Then, left leg, left hand —

He then committed suicide.

She knew that if she wanted to die, she had to satisfy Huo Yuhao.

again and again.

I don't know how much time has passed.

This time, however, she did not come back to life.

It has been seven days and seven nights.

The hatred in Huo Yuhao's heart gradually disappeared, and it all came to an end.

He's so tired!