Douluo Continent: Peerless Bei Bei, Light Dragon King

Chapter 129 Huo Yuhao Attracting Women

"Strive for the best at the first attempt, but the momentum will wane at the second and be exhausted at the third."

"The death energy required to fully open the Netherworld Rebirth Domain has been accumulated in one go."

"At the mortal level, this realm can be accumulated through killing, but not at the level above mortal. Rather than killing in stages, it's better to fight to the end."

This is advice delivered by Electrolux.

Shadow Beibei looked extremely miserable, but what could he do? Teacher Yi had already said so, could he give up halfway?

Holding the Netherworld Aria Cross Sword in his left hand, and gathering ice elements in his right hand, he condensed them into a sky-blue longsword, the Peerless Emperor Sword!

He brought himself to his peak condition, possessing an aura like a divine dragon descending from the heavens. Wielding two swords of blue and gray, and followed by twelve tireless, painless, peak-level sixth-ring skeleton knights, he charged towards the undead army.

In the distance, a high platform constructed of black stone, its earth compacted, is strong enough to support heavy objects for a long time.

Of course, what has been left here for so long are undead creatures, not lifeless heavy objects.

Their eyes held only coldness and rationality, devoid of killing and greed, even after Elex had mentioned the position of the Undead Holy Lord.

These undead creatures are the strongest beings in the demiplane, equivalent to Super Douluo in the Douluo plane.

But that's all there is to it; there's no possibility of climbing any higher. A demiplane is still a demiplane, lacking the environment to reach the pinnacle of the realm below the gods, the limit of mortals.

Leading the group was an undead knight riding a ghostly warhorse, wielding a long sword that emitted blue flames.

According to several high-level ninth-tier undead creatures around him, this undead knight was the oldest being in the demiplane besides the Undead Overlord.

"Should we get involved?" a feminine fallen angel asked, flapping her wings.

The undead knight remained silent for a long time before finally shaking his head.

"He is unkillable." The voice was exceptionally deep: "Even the Lord of the Undead will not allow him to die."

The fallen angel, his pointed chin drooping, spoke with a hint of mockery in his pale face: "It's pitiful that those undead fight to the death for the elusive throne of a holy ruler."

But his next words were tinged with self-mockery and sorrow: "But isn't this the fate of us undead creatures? I hope the new undead lord chosen by the ruler won't be a tyrant."

Her dark red eyelashes blinked repeatedly, and her dark red, gem-like eyes darted towards the undead knight.

He thought to himself: It's good that he's like this; at least he doesn't give orders randomly.

While they leisurely watched the show, Beibei had to endure hardship on both sides.

Beibei, confined to a wheelchair, stared blankly, looking distressed.

Teacher Yi's decisive action made him feel like someone who was about to climb a cliff, but accidentally slipped and fell off.

Suddenly, his body swayed, and the tissues Zhang Lexuan always kept for him came in handy again.

When reviving the shadow again, Bebe deliberately delayed the process a little.

This is really bad, I'm almost completely drained, and my skills are still on cooldown! My mana is about to run out!

"Um?!"

Just as he was complaining bitterly, another guest arrived.

"As expected of the chosen one, he's really good at attracting attention."

"Even though Hyotei wasn't controlling your body on the court this time, hmm... could it be that Hyo-hime has a tendency to be a know-it-all?"

At this moment, in the room next to the next room.

Cheng Gang, the guardian douluo of the Star Luo Empire, a burly old man with a retro-style braid, suddenly appeared in the room.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who were still cooling off each other's tempers—no, I mean, still cultivating together—were startled by the sudden appearance of the old man.

An immense, overwhelming spiritual force pressed down on the two of them, rendering them unable to move an inch.

The two struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"You two lads, your two team leaders, one of whom is a female Super Douluo who has gone out, and the other is a sickly fellow in a wheelchair with only a seventh-ring cultivation. Let alone stopping me, it would be extremely difficult for him to even find me."

"If you don't want to die, don't make any rash moves."

"You are indeed good at hiding, but you can't fool me."

"On the Soul Battle Stage, you gave yourself away."

"Tell me, what kind of 100,000-year-old soul beast are you in human form?"

"Even Shrek Academy cannot arbitrarily protect a 100,000-year-old soul beast from committing evil deeds."

However, a greedy glint flashed in his narrowed eyes, a stark contrast to the righteous indignation he spoke of.

Regardless of the species of 100,000-year-old soul beast that transforms, its 100,000-year-old soul bone, 100,000-year-old soul ring, and 100,000-year-old soul beast corpse are enough for Cheng Gang to exchange for a complete set of 10,000-year-level super soul bones.

If things continue to develop this way, a Super Douluo is within reach within ten years.

His words caused Huo Yuhao's expression to change drastically, because on the Soul Battle Stage, Bing Ji, who loved to teach, did indeed use his body to give guidance.

Unexpectedly, in just a brief moment, someone actually sensed it.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness, restrained itself and said:

"Yuhao, hold on! You absolutely must hold on!"

"With your current cultivation level, you have neither the ability nor the right to resist a Title Douluo."

The woman in the green dress next to Tianmeng Ice Silkworm is Bing Ji, who has transformed into Huo Yuhao's second martial soul.

Not only was her spirit and physical form sculpted by Tianmeng to resemble Hyotei by seven or eight points, but her twin tails, along with her irritable temper and utter pride, were also strikingly similar.

The exquisitely carved, jade-green scorpion tail hook slashed through the air with a "whoosh" sound, striking the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm fiercely.

"Shut up!"

"Put up to you, my foot!"

"He's just a weak Title Douluo. If I put him in the far north, I'd beat the crap out of him."

Despite being whipped in the face, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was not angry. Instead, it touched the half of its face that had been whipped in a daze.

His hands gradually trembled with excitement as he clung to Ice Princess's emerald green scorpion tail with a dazed expression.

He murmured wistfully, "The icy shape, the icy strength, the icy sensation!"

"Snapped!"

"Get out!"

"You pervert!"

"The Ice Emperor's clan leader would never fancy you!"

Over here, Cheng Gang, the Guardian Douluo, had even figured out which type of ten-thousand-year soul bone he should exchange for.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao remained silent and refused to admit it, he immediately mocked:

"You think you can get away with it by denying it?"

"Hehe~"

"Let me personally expose your human form."

A rough, powerful hand reached out to grab Huo Yuhao, and at the same time, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

I'm so lucky!

Unfortunately, life is full of disappointments, and today's disappointments are within the normal range.

The expression on the face of Cheng Gang, the Guardian Douluo, suddenly changed. He felt the temperature in the room drop abruptly, as if icy thorns were piercing his bones.

A hand formed from ice and snow, carrying the power of extreme ice, slapped towards Cheng Gang.

(End of this chapter)