Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 490 Poison Undying vs. Fenrir

Poison Undying was trembling slightly, not from fear but from extreme excitement. The power of the giant dragon before him was undisguised; it was the purest violence in the world!

The Demon Forest was like a scene from a mythological drama, with a dark green giant hundreds of meters tall and a giant dragon with outstretched wings facing each other in battle, the sparks of their fight just a match away from igniting.

The first to break the deadlock was Poison Undying. Even if he were beaten to death today, he would still enjoy the thrill of that moment of battle!

The giant's soul power surged like a great river, gathering in his hand into a dark green vortex. The vortex continued to compress inward, and countless fine black spatial cracks flickered within it.

Limit Douluo possesses the power to interfere with space. Even though the strength of the plane is constantly increasing, this characteristic remains unchanged. After all, the difference between level 99 and level 98 is not small.

Poison Undying let out a low growl, and its huge foot stomped forward, causing the earth to undulate like a disturbed swamp. Using the ground for support, it pressed its hand, which held the dark green vortex, towards Fenrir's dragon head.

Fenrir's golden eyes shone brightly, and its sharp dragon horns, extending forward, glowed with a dark golden light as it fearlessly faced the dark green vortex.

The golden light, symbolizing the earth and stability, pierces through the vortex containing rich primordial energy and spatial power with unstoppable force.

The energy flow inside the vortex was instantly destroyed by the stabilizing force. The golden and green intertwined energy burst forth, and the resulting powerful shockwave stirred up air turbulence, crushing all the surrounding trees and then pulverizing them.

Some of the evil eyes that couldn't escape in time instantly transformed into warm spirit rings that shone on the ground, but unfortunately, the light of the spirit rings was insignificant in front of the two behemoths.

Poison Undying covered his palm, and a bloody hole appeared in his palm. Countless drops of blood gushed out and scattered on the ground, gathering into a small stream at his feet.

The deadly poison in the blood turned the surrounding land a deep green. Unless a powerful being intervenes to purify it, it is estimated that the land will no longer be suitable for life.

Compared to Dugu Bo from ten thousand years ago, the poison that cannot kill is stronger and more potent, and it won't kill the user.

The outcome of the first round of clashes was self-evident: Poisonous Death lost. Fenrir in front of him was unharmed in the explosion, and his aura did not change in the slightest. Golden Eyes stared intently at Poisonous Death, and the power of stability locked the space.

According to the anime, you absolutely cannot be careless when dealing with the Demon King, because the Demon King usually has various trump cards and may even have a second phase.

Since his birth, Fenrir has always stayed at home. Both Xia Mi and Dan Heng have taken good care of this silly older brother. His common sense is basically learned through the magic network, games, and videos. He is innocent with a touch of naivety.

Although the child is simple-minded, he is incredibly strong. Huo Yuhao gave him very generous stats, making him a perfect stat monster.

"What kind of power is this? Has space been sealed off?"

The wound on Du Busi's palm quickly stopped bleeding, scabbed over, and healed completely. Soul Masters in their true form are all tanky tanks; let alone a pierced palm, even if their heart exploded, they wouldn't die anytime soon.

In the perception of the indestructible poison, the surrounding space was amber in color, ridiculously hard, and completely unshakeable.

"The power of stability, my sister said, is the foundation upon which the continent beneath our feet is formed. Without the power of stability, there would be no earth."

"Don't even think about running away. The hero will defeat the Demon King and defeat you. Your sister and brother will be very happy."

Fenrir was an honest child and a person who would answer any question. When Poisonous Death asked him, he answered without hesitation.

"The power of stability? This is the first time I've heard of such a power. Interesting!"

"This world is getting more and more interesting! We never saw any strong people like you before, but now you're popping up one after another!"

"I thought life would become much more boring after breaking through level 99, but it seems I was wrong. I was just a frog in a well, only seeing the moon from within!"

"Come on! Let's have a good fight today!"

Amidst his maniacal laughter, Poison Undying's aura began to surge! Golden light shone on his muscles, and nine spirit rings were neatly arranged behind his head, forming a halo that looked like flames under the golden light.

This was the second awakening of his Gold-level Martial Soul. Poison Undying's body grew wildly until it broke through a thousand meters. From the ground, his head was shrouded in clouds.

The dazzling golden light gave Poison Undying an almost divine air, making him seem like an ancient Buddha descended to earth.

It wasn't over yet. A silver gauntlet appeared on his fist. Judging from the material and its craftsmanship, it was clearly Kong Deming's masterpiece—a level nine close-combat soul tool of considerable quality.

His fist met that mountain-like fist, and his thousand-meter-long body began to compress until he could once again look Fenrir in the eye. His body had shrunk, but his strength had not diminished in the slightest, and the soul power within his body had become even more solid.

Poison Undying stomped the ground with great strides, each run causing an earthquake in the Demon Forest. The evil soul masters stationed at the former Holy Spirit Cult headquarters not far away were completely bewildered, hiding in front of the Holy God statue and observing the outside world through their monitoring soul tools.

"Where did these two guys come from?"

A wicked soul master trembled, his face extremely pale. The Holy Spirit Cult headquarters in the Demon Forest had been abandoned due to the disturbance caused by the ghost messengers, and only a few big and small cats were stationed here to handle transactions with the Evil Emperor.

An old man dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask said impatiently, "Shut up, or I'll refine you into a powder—and whip you."

"I've already reported it to headquarters. Let's wait for news."

This old man is a newly arrived elder of the Evil Soul Masters, who took over the position of the Abomination Douluo. His martial soul is the Blood Soul Spear, and he is titled Blood Soul. He is level 91 and was attracted here by Otto's strategy of "all Evil Soul Masters are one family".

He was about to say the words "soul refining" when he felt a chill run down his spine. The unknown gaze made his soul tremble instinctively. He had been feeling this gaze every day for the past few years, and he even slept in fear.

Blood Soul Douluo could only curse these ghost messengers in his heart for having nothing better to do, like a pack of hyenas that had smelled rotting flesh.

He hadn't tasted the soul in a long time. After witnessing the ghost messenger kill an elder in front of the Supreme Master, he wondered every day what he would experience after he died.

Is it really as the magic network says, that one will descend into the eighteenth level of hell and never be reborn?

He only killed hundreds of thousands of weak and useless people, why treat him like this? The law of the jungle is a natural axiom, and becoming his sustenance to become stronger is their honor.

He's clearly stronger and deserves more preferential treatment. The underworld is unfair! Death must have been deceived by these ghost messengers!

Of course, if he could meet the ghost messenger, Blood Soul Douluo would still respectfully bow his head and ask how he could join them.

He could actually love life and the soul, and his loyalty to the Holy Spirit was merely for the sake of fitting in. In reality, he was already a loyal servant of Death, willing to offer his loyalty to the underworld for eternity.

Under the terrifying aura emanating from the outside world, these evil soul masters felt as if every second had passed as if years had gone by, and time seemed to slow down considerably. Fortunately, the information notification sounds from the magic network were like heavenly music, invigorating their spirits.

Blood Soul Douluo hurriedly opened the magic network to check the message. It was a message from the young sect leader, who had just been appointed a few days ago and whose name was Ye Guyi.

After being personally crowned by the Supreme Master, all the evil spirit masters in the world knew the news and offered their blessings to the Young Master.

This young leader is quite remarkable. Upon arrival, he was granted supreme power by the Supreme Leader, making him no less powerful than the real leader. It is said that he also has the support of the Offering Hall behind him.

Rumor has it that Ye Guyi is the child of the Supreme Master and Bishop Otto; he has blond hair, the surname Ye, and is ruthless—all the essential traits are there.

"Received. Continue to monitor the situation and protect the Holy Church. When they are both weakened, the few of you should work together to remove the head of the poisoned immortal."

If successful, the Holy Church will bestow upon you its highest reward.

Blood Soul Douluo rubbed his eyes and read the message again to make sure he hadn't misread it.

"I can't kill viruses? Really?"

The evil spirit masters standing nearby exchanged bewildered glances. They looked at the two colossal figures locked in battle outside, then at their own small bodies, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Blood Soul Douluo couldn't help but grin. He really wanted to ask the young sect leader if she was conscious. If he could survive the poison, why would he need to join the Holy Spirit Sect? Wouldn't it be better to establish his own sect?

However, the young master's orders cannot be disobeyed. The last person who dared to disobey the young master's orders was personally sent to heaven by Ye Xishui. Ye Xishui is now determined to regard Ye Guyi as her successor and has begun to pave the way for her.

"You guys go get the fixed-load soul-guided cannon shells, strap them to your bodies, and once the battle is over, you're all charging in."

The Blood Soul Douluo's murderous voice reached the ears of these evil soul masters: "Better to die than to die, these trash are still somewhat useful."

"Seventh Elder, we...we..."

Several evil spirit masters tried to struggle a bit more; as liaisons between the evil emperor and the evil spirits, they were not unintelligent.

If it weren't for the increasingly frenzied hunting operations of Shrek Academy and the Spirit Pagoda, and the increasingly sophisticated detection devices for evil spirit masters, which now kill any evil spirit master they see, they wouldn't have joined the Holy Spirit Cult.

Blood Soul Douluo grinned maliciously and said, "If you're not going, do you expect me to go?"

"Anyone who dares to disobey my orders will be killed first and reported later! Anyway, I've already accumulated so much resentment, a few more won't make a difference."

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