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

Chapter Nineteen: If I am the Holy Son of the Undead for one day, I will be the Holy Son of the Undead for the rest of my life!

Beyond the Sky Canopy

Everyone heard Zhongli Wu's words.

Within the white world, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth in everyone's eyes.

"Have the Holy Spirit Cult finally realized something's wrong?"

"Although I really don't want Hei Yuhao to lose his cultivation resources and the Holy Spirit Cult's nurturing, if he grows up to become an evil soul master, I think it's better to let him never grow up."

"A Three-Life Martial Soul, eleven years old, with a Soul Power of Level 45—such terrifying talent! If he were to become a Title Douluo of the Evil Soul Masters, the entire continent would face annihilation!"

Bai Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief. Had the Holy Spirit Cult finally begun to have doubts?

Hei Yuhao's growth rate was simply too fast. In less than two years, his soul power reached level 45, which was an absolutely terrifying speed.

He has everything I have, and I don't have what he has. If things continue like this, I will never catch up with Hei Yuhao's progress.

Who knows what kind of punishment Tianmu will receive after his defeat?

Shrek Academy, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

The Holy Spirit Cult began to have doubts; Hei Yuhao couldn't explain even the first soul ring clearly.

Not to mention the second martial soul, the ultimate evil martial soul, the third martial soul, the ferocious beast martial soul, and that 400,000-year-old ferocious beast soul ring.

Inside the dark world.

Hearing Zhongli Wuna's affirmative words, everyone went into a frenzy of celebration.

"Although I really don't want to do this, if evil spirit masters really grow up, then we will be the ones who suffer. We will definitely be suppressed and buried in the mud."

"Hei Yuhao, turn back now. It's not too late for you to turn back now. You haven't done anything wrong. You only killed some evil spirit masters."

Meng Hongchen looked at Hei Yuhao with concern.

"Do they really suspect you?"

Considering the various opportunities Hei Yuhao had obtained, it was indeed not something an eleven-year-old child could explain clearly.

Then, thinking about how Hei Yuhao later gave up continuing his cultivation at the Holy Spirit Sect and instead joined the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy to study soul tools, Meng Hongchen couldn't help but look at Hei Yuhao with heartache.

A slow smile crept onto Hei Yuhao's lips.

If I were in Shrek Academy, or in another empire, I would indeed be suspected of being a spy.

But that's the Holy Spirit Church.

A world where evil martial spirits reign supreme and strength is paramount.

Don't say he's not an undercover member of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Even if a student from Shrek Academy later joins the Holy Spirit Cult, so what?

In the original story, there were also students from Shrek Academy who became saintesses of the Holy Spirit Cult.

The video continues playing on the screen.

Inside the dark world.

Upon hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Wan Hun, sitting on the elder's seat, suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly bursting with dazzling hope.

Under normal circumstances, an elder is certainly not as valuable as a holy son.

It can be said that the moment Hei Yuhao became the Holy Son of the Dead and the hope of the Holy Spirit Cult, he lost all his chances of revenge.

But now, the cult leader has begun to doubt Hei Yuhao's origins. Wan Hun knows that his chance has come!

"Hei Yuhao, who exactly are you?!"

"A child, hiding so deeply... your first spirit ring, your third martial soul... tell me, are you a spy infiltrating my Holy Spirit Cult?!"

Swish swish swish~! ! !

As Wan Hun finished speaking, the expressions of all the elders and worshippers changed in the next instant.

They all previously believed that Hei Yuhao was a genius discovered and nurtured by the Holy Spirit Cult.

But if you think about it carefully...

If Hei Yuhao is truly such a prodigy, why was he unknown at the age of ten, when he had already broken through to the Soul Venerable realm?

A ten-year-old Soul Master with twin martial souls would certainly not be unknown even within the Holy Spirit Cult.

[Evil Soul Awakening: Your primary martial soul has awakened for the second time. The blood of dozens of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts has converged and condensed, and you have absorbed a nearly one-hundred-thousand-year-old demonic-eyed raven as your fourth soul ring. Your soul power has broken through to level forty-five.]

[But just as your evil spirit awakened and was completed, a crisis of trust erupted between you and the higher-ups of the Holy Spirit Cult...]

Looking up, Hei Yuhao's eyes were calm, and there was not a trace of panic on his face.

"That's right, my first spirit ring is indeed extraordinary."

Hei Yuhao admitted it.

"His second spirit awakened suddenly when he was captured by the evil spirit master and taken to the demon's den, just as he was about to be killed."

Hei Yuhao's gaze calmly swept over the high-ranking elders and worshippers of the Holy Spirit Sect, finally settling on Wan Hun, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Old man, one day I'll send you to reunite with your son and grandson.

"My third spirit, and the ferocious beast spirit ring on it, did indeed come from the Ice Emperor, who ranked seventh on the list of the top ten ferocious beasts."

Their gazes finally settled on Zhongli Wu.

"But teacher, I am now an evil spirit master, I am the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, and I am also your disciple."

The black energy contained in Zhongli Wu's hand slowly dissipated, and a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from his eyes.

The next instant, a burst of laughter filled with extreme madness resounded throughout the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters!

"Hehehehehe!!!"

"That's right, you are now an evil spirit master, the Holy Son of the Dead of my Holy Spirit Cult, and also my disciple!"

"From this day forward, the Holy Son of the Undead will enjoy the powers and honors of an elder, with no need for worship. All cultivation resources will be allocated to him immediately!"

A voice suddenly resounded throughout the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, establishing the Holy Son of the Dead's transcendent status within the Holy Spirit Cult!

Wan Hun stared wide-eyed at Zhong Liwu with disbelief.

"This...this...how is this possible!"

Wan Hun never expected that Zhongli Wu would trust Hei Yuhao so much.

Your teacher, Zhongli Wu, has given up sealing your memories and chosen to completely trust you!

Outside the canopy, everyone stared blankly.

"How could the leader of such a powerful force be so casual!"

"Are you kidding me? A disciple with this kind of talent, if you don't investigate his background, aren't you afraid of raising an ungrateful wretch?"

"Impossible, impossible. To devote the entire resources of an entire academy to training someone whose background is completely unknown—even Shrek Academy wouldn't be so reckless, would they?"

Inside the dark world, Hei Yuhao looked at himself in the sky, a slow smile curving his lips.

What they didn't know was that evil spirit masters were different from other forces.

Evil spirit masters are universally hated, and apart from the Holy Spirit Cult, they have virtually no place to hide on the entire continent.

The Holy Spirit Cult, as the headquarters of evil spirit masters, is the perfect stage.

If this were on the mainland, no power would easily trust an outsider.

The Body Sect is an exception, because essentially, they are the same kind of people!

Inside the canopy, a dark world.

In fact, Hei Yuhao was never worried that Zhongli Wu would seal his memories.

With the evil Electrolux and the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm present, even with his memories sealed, Hei Yuhao could easily recover.

Because he sensed the power of Hei Yuhao's second martial soul, Zhongli Wu was also afraid that sealing Hei Yuhao's original memories would affect his talent.

Not worth the candle.

After the evil spirit's awakening ended, Hei Yuhao took the initiative to find Zhongli Wu.

"Teacher, don't you want to ask?"

On the main seat of the sect leader, Zhongli Wu raised his head.

"What's there to ask? I believe you. Everyone has their own secrets."

"All I need to know is that you are the Holy Son of my Holy Spirit Cult, and even more so, my disciple. That is enough."

"I discovered you, and my Holy Spirit Cult nurtured you. I also believe that you will not let the Holy Spirit Cult down!"

"We are a kind of people."

A sense of belonging welled up inside me.

"That's right, once I'm the Holy Son of the Undead, I'll always be the Holy Son of the Undead!"