Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 81 Yuanhuang: I thought it was sweat!

In fact, even without Emperor Yuan saying anything, after enslaving King Xiaoyue, Huyan Bo immediately fled and teleported back to the human territory via the divine kingdom!

Only after finally settling down on a hidden planet in human territory and feeling the relatively safe environment around him did Hu Yanbo slowly let out a long breath.

Facing the potential wrath of the Lord of the Universe, the invisible pressure is a million times more terrifying than directly venturing into the Twin Spiral Domain.

Just as he calmed down and was about to take stock of his earth-shattering gains, a communication request came urgently from his teacher, Yuanhuang, in the virtual universe.

Hu Yanbo immediately connected.

"Come to me."

When Hu Yanbo's consciousness descended once more upon the Abyss Palace of the Holy Mountain of Glory, his teacher, the Abyss Emperor, was already seated upon the throne of stars, his heterochromatic eyes now displaying a gentler warmth than usual.

Emperor Yuan got straight to the point, his tone filled with approval: "After you left, I immediately inquired with your grandmaster, the Lord of Anran."

Hu Yanbo's heart skipped a beat; he knew the important part was coming.

The Abyss Emperor continued, "Your grandmaster said that the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf will not notice anything in the short term!"

"However, if too much time passes and the Howling Moon King has too much contact with the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf, there is a high chance that he will be identified."

After being enslaved, the soul has changed. No matter how well the memories and habits are imitated, the discerning Lord of the Universe will eventually sense the discord after repeated contact.

You can fool those of the same rank, but you can't fool those high above you.

"Therefore, if you have any desire to use it, do so now and bring it to your side!" Emperor Yuan said, looking at Huyan Bo.

"The Howling Moon King is the second on our human race's assassination list against the demon race! Even though he was enslaved by you, he lacks an indomitable will, which will affect his future."

"But its foundation, talent, and understanding of the laws remain, so it still has a great chance to become a Universe Venerable in the future!"

Breaking through to the level of a Cosmic Venerable is an extremely mysterious and difficult thing to fathom using common sense.

However, it is generally accepted in the universe that being enslaved by one's soul will more or less affect the probability of breaking through.

Perhaps it is the subtle connection between "inner self", "will" and "talent".

This is similar to how, on Earth, measuring a person's "talent" is not solely based on their IQ.

If a mathematician with exceptional talent loses his relentless pursuit of truth and becomes apathetic, his mathematical talent will be greatly diminished or even disappear.

An athlete with top-notch athletic talent cannot realize their potential if they lose their competitive spirit and unwavering will.

Soul enslavement is like forcibly twisting the 'core' of a life, taking away its most fundamental 'self-will'!

That original drive that propelled him to constantly break through his own limits and defy the odds was replaced and suppressed.

What remains are memories, knowledge, and experience, but what is missing is the most crucial element: "spirit."

A life that has lost the spirit of "my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens" will naturally face a significantly increased difficulty in breaking through to the level of a Cosmic Venerable, which requires great perseverance and determination, even if it has the best foundation.

The Emperor Yuan's words made no mention of the fact that he intended to use the Howling Moon King as a long-term pawn to infiltrate the demon race.

First of all, a king is still just a king. Even if he is a direct disciple of the Lord of the Universe, a king can only play a limited role on the grand chessboard of race strategy and is not qualified to become a decisive hidden piece.

Secondly, the risk is too high.

Even if they strictly control howling moon king from contacting the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf, as a direct disciple, if a younger brother does not offend his master, does that mean a master should not offend his younger brother either?

Obviously not!

Finally, there was Emperor Yuan's personal motive.

He, Yuan Huang, is not the head of the intelligence department of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance!

What use is it to place the Howling Moon King in the demon race? Even if he is the Howling Moon Venerable, it would be better for him to serve as a guard for his disciples!

This is the arrangement that truly benefits Huyanbo.

"Disciple understands!" Huyan Bo nodded emphatically.

"Yes, I understand." Emperor Yuan nodded slightly, but then, as if suddenly remembering something extremely important, his expression turned serious, and his tone became more solemn than ever before. He quickly added, "By the way! If you have any specific plans for action against that Howling Moon King, no matter how small, you must discuss them with your master first!"

He stared intently at Huyan Bo, emphasizing, "Remember! Under no circumstances should you act rashly! This will allow me to prepare in advance and ensure everything goes smoothly!"

As for what to prepare in advance?

Emperor Yuan silently added in his mind: Of course, we should prepare in advance and call upon the Lord of the Universe!

This is not making a mountain out of a molehill.

Huyanbo has managed to pull off something like this in just a few decades!

It's easy to mess things up later.

If things go wrong, someone else might be able to directly call upon the Lord of the Universe, while Hu Yanbo might go through him first, and then he might call upon the Lord of the Universe of the human race!

Even a moment's delay is a step too late!

Before an existence like the Lord of the Universe, one slow step could lead to a continuous slowdown, with unimaginable consequences!

Danger! Extreme danger!

Hu Yanbo nodded, keeping his teacher's solemn instructions firmly in mind. After bowing respectfully, his consciousness dissipated and he departed.

Inside the vast and empty Abyss Emperor Palace, only the Abyss Emperor remained, seated upon the throne of stars.

The starlight that swirled around him seemed to freeze slightly as his emotions fluctuated.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead with his slender fingers, feeling a warm, cool sensation.

"So there was nothing there after all," Emperor Yuan muttered to himself, a hint of realization that even he found amusing.

"I knew it. At my level of existence, with a flawless divine body and undisturbed by any thoughts, how could I possibly sweat?"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, but the smile quickly faded, turning into a barely audible sigh.

That was the strong sense of responsibility and slight lack of confidence that a teacher felt when facing an extraordinary student.

For the first time, Yuanhuang clearly felt that his shoulders, which were strong enough to support the survival of an ordinary race, seemed to be not broad enough.

At least, he felt a slight strain when trying to protect his beloved student from the wind and rain.

It's really not fair to blame him for not having a strong enough mental fortitude.

The idea of ​​enslaving the personal disciples of the Lord of the Universe is something that the human race's specialized assassination department would consider impossible.

All of these require a long period of intelligence accumulation, layer upon layer of nested plans, and the use of countless resources and manpower to coordinate, and in the end, it is just this kind of action!

Even more likely, they can only kill them, not enslave them!

And what about Huyanbo?

How long has this kid been away on the battlefield outside the realm?

It's only been a few decades at most!

In the eyes of beings like the Abyss Emperor, decades are but a fraction of a short period of seclusion.

In the blink of an eye, Hu Yanbo accomplished what the assassination department had failed to do in all their years!

"We need to report this to the Lord of the Wasteland! If he doesn't take on a disciple soon, I think the look in his eyes when I reported this to my master just now meant he wanted me, his disciple, to be his equal!"