Douluo Continent Comparison: The Undead Yuhao Starts with the Extermination of His Clan!

Chapter Sixteen: Hei Yuhao's Talent Revealed, Holy Spirit Cult Shaken!

Swish~!

The sky, within the dark world.

A sharp sword beam swept across the sky above the Holy Spirit Cult.

Upon noticing the newcomer, the Holy Spirit Cult members who had initially intended to stop him retreated, looking at the man riding a flying sword with fear in their eyes.

The person who came was none other than Elder Youming, one of the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Cult.

His aura was not concealed in the slightest; the pressure of a Title Douluo spread out, causing those who noticed it to frown.

I really can't understand what could be so urgent for this elder.

Is the Holy Spirit Cult about to face annihilation?

Holy Spirit Church, Holy Spirit Temple.

Sensing the rapidly approaching aura of the Netherworld, the seven elders in the temple slowly opened their eyes. Behind these seven elders, the auras of several Super Douluo exceeding level ninety-five were also revealed.

On the main seat, Zhongli Wu sensed the aura of the Netherworld outside the hall, slowly stood up, and frowned.

"Elder Youming, what's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

He dispatched the Netherworld Douluo to become the guardian elder of this Blood Valley Trial.

Could it be that something went wrong in the Blood Valley Trial?

Whoosh!

outside the hall.

Without pausing for a moment, Youming stepped on his flying sword and smashed open the door... his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with frenzied excitement.

"Something's happened!"

"Master, something has happened at the Blood Valley Trial!"

Among the elders, Wan Hun slowly curled a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Thinking about the information he had revealed to his grandson, he couldn't help but feel a surge of secret joy.

"Screech... We've succeeded!"

Swish~!

Zhongli Wu's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look at Wan Hun, a flash of anger appearing in his eyes.

He knew all too well about the number of participants in this Blood Valley Trial, because he had personally selected them to give Hei Yuhao a stage to showcase himself.

However, Zhongli Wu never expected that only three days after the Blood Valley Trial began, such terrible news would come from the Netherworld.

Zhongli Wu felt a pang of heartache. That girl had already broken through to the Soul Venerable realm at the age of ten, reached level thirty-eight in soul power at the age of eleven, possessed twin martial souls, and her second martial soul was an ultimate evil martial soul.

He was his last disciple and the most perfect successor of the Holy Spirit Cult in the future.

Outside the canopy, everyone was right.

Breaking through to Soul Master at the age of ten and possessing twin martial souls—such talent would earn him the utmost support from any power, and this is merely the tip of the iceberg of Hei Yuhao's talent.

He is only eleven years old now, but his soul power has already broken through to level thirty-eight. His future achievements are limitless!

Thinking of this, Zhongli Wu clenched his fists. A genius like Hei Yuhao had actually gotten into trouble under his watch, and it was during the Blood Valley Trial that he had initiated, in just three days...

"How is that child?"

The moment Zhongli Wu spoke, all the elders and retainers turned their gazes toward him.

It is important to know that the Blood Valley Trial is not just about selecting geniuses; there is also the opportunity to become an elder or a disciple of the Holy Spirit Cult, as they are the cornerstone of the Holy Spirit Cult's future.

Zhongli Wu's summons of geniuses from all branches of the Holy Spirit Cult across the continent to participate in the Blood Valley Trial was solely for one person, and they all realized it.

Everyone knows it.

Zhongli Wu was merely going through the motions. As long as Hei Yuhao performed reasonably well in the Blood Valley Trial, he would become the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu's personal disciple, and his closed-door apprentice.

Although Zhongli Wu could control the Holy Spirit Sect and decide everyone's fate with a single word, the Holy Spirit Sect had grown to its current size, with so many elders and worshippers... he needed a reason.

This is what's known as the "face-saving procedure." Everyone knows it's just a formality, but everyone has to give the leader face.

All that's needed is for Hei Yuhao to demonstrate astonishing talent and strength during the Blood Valley Trial.

But it is precisely because of this superficiality that some people have set their sights on the position of the Holy Son.

"Ahem, I say, Master, the Holy Son is a matter of honor for our Holy Spirit Cult, and as the future successor of our Holy Spirit Cult, we must be extremely cautious..."

"If the young man you've chosen isn't up to the task, it simply means he's unworthy of that position. I don't object to you taking on disciples, and I believe none of the elders or deans present will object. This will strengthen the Holy Spirit Sect."

"The position of Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult should be held by a capable person; otherwise... it will chill the hearts of the Holy Spirit Cult's disciples."

The ten thousand souls stood tall and righteous.

It's as if they're dedicating themselves to the Holy Spirit Church, even unto death.

If his grandson wasn't Wan Li, if his grandson wasn't the strongest in this Blood Valley Trial and the ultimate beneficiary, then his words would be even more convincing.

The words had barely left his lips when a cold, corpse-like gaze instantly locked onto Wan Hun.

"Hmph, breaking through to level 30 Soul Master at the age of ten, reaching level 38 Soul Power at the age of eleven, possessing twin Martial Souls, with the second Martial Soul being the Innate Ultimate Evil Martial Soul, Huo Yuhao's talent far surpasses even mine. Once he grows up in the future, he will surely add another level 99 powerhouse to our Holy Spirit Sect."

Swish swish swish~! ! !

When Hei Yuhao's talent was revealed, all the elders and retainers present could no longer sit still.

"Our leader is foolish! With such talent, given time to grow, he will surely become an evergreen pillar of our Holy Spirit Cult. There's no need for the Blood Valley Trial to prove him; he should be our Holy Spirit Cult's holy son!"

"Ten years old... He broke through to Soul Master at ten, reached level thirty-eight at eleven, and breaking through to Soul Sect at eleven is inevitable. With such talent, how can you, Master, let him participate in the cruel Blood Valley Trial alone!"

"An eleven-year-old Soul Master, with the resources of my Holy Spirit Sect, in ten years—no, by the time Hei Yuhao is twenty—he will surely break through to the Title Douluo level. If he were to perish in the Blood Valley Trial… it would be a great loss to my Holy Spirit Sect!"

With the Holy Spirit Cult's methods, an eleven-year-old Soul Master is fully capable of helping him break through to the title level when he is twenty. This is why everyone here is so crazy.

You should know that everyone here has basically reached the limit of their cultivation. It's not that they don't want to become stronger, but that their martial spirit, their talent, and their potential can only go this far.

But that was an eleven-year-old Soul Master, unprecedented in history, not to mention having twin martial souls, his achievements would certainly not be inferior to theirs.

Upon hearing Zhongli Wu's words and seeing the frenzy of the many elders and worshippers present, Wan Hun froze.

He knew that anyone chosen by Zhongli Wu must have exceptional talent, but he never expected them to be this extraordinary.

Just then, Zhongli Wu's cold, emotionless voice slowly rang out.

"You'd better pray that Huo Yuhao isn't dead, or that your grandson Wan Li, with his near-demonic talent, can break through to the title level at the age of twenty to make up for the loss of my Holy Spirit Cult, otherwise..."