Douluo Continent: The Cataclysm of the Dead - Huo Yuhao

This scene completely stunned Scorpion Tiger Douluo.

Admittedly, Huo Yuhao got a good deal.

They first used a level-nine soul-guided cannon to catch them off guard, severely injuring them before making their move. But seizing this advantage wasn't easy either.

He could sense the explosive power Huo Yuhao had unleashed just now; for them, it was definitely at the Title-level. And now, he himself was severely injured. If he were to be entangled in a battle with those three adult bone dragons, he might even be in mortal danger.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he found it utterly absurd, yet he was genuinely panicked. He never imagined that such a powerful and formidable force as the Holy Spirit Cult would encounter such an unexpected setback.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao looked at Zhongli Wu and immediately activated Divine Descent.

His mental strength directly stepped into the Super Douluo level.

Just as they were about to take action, the space seemed to freeze...

Chapter 219 Zhongli Arrives, Overwhelming Strength

At this moment, Scorpion Tiger Douluo was completely panicked.

Good heavens, the thought that he, a Super Douluo, would die at the hands of a Soul King was utterly absurd to him.

Are you kidding me?

He was one of the pillars and honorees of the Holy Spirit Cult, and he was currently leading an incredibly powerful team, seemingly on the verge of victory. However, due to Huo Yuhao's level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon, he was forced to face a near-death situation.

His aura suddenly surged.

That's right, at this moment, Scorpion Tiger Douluo began to burn his bloodline power.

Even though this will hinder his future cultivation, and he may never be able to break through to level 95 in his lifetime, so what? Rather than failing to break through, preserving his life is the most important thing.

Huo Yuhao has now used up all of his Divine Descent Technique.

Seeing this scene was not surprising; he simply shook his head instinctively.

Then, he chanted obscure incantations, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Scorpion Tiger Douluo.

The Holy Spirit Cult is already preparing to attack us. If we don't kill some people, it seems like we'd be doing them a disservice. As for someone as spineless as Nangong Wan, killing her would be practically pointless.

Huo Yuhao was also aware that if he truly killed Scorpion Tiger Douluo, the Holy Spirit Cult might increase its efforts to hunt him down.

But it doesn't matter, I'll still do it eventually.

But just before the Holy Sword of Light in Huo Yuhao's hand was about to be condensed again.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo quickly spoke up loudly:

"Huo Yuhao, I think we can talk."

"The Holy Church doesn't actually want to kill you; it just wants your talent to be developed to its fullest potential. What's wrong with that?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao paused subconsciously, unable to refute the point for a moment. He couldn't help but let out a cold laugh before shaking his head.

"We've come to this point, what's the point of saying this nonsense?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao held the newly formed Holy Sword of Light, ready to make his move.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo's expression was extremely grim. He was already somewhat helpless in the face of the three adult bone dragons fighting him.

Not to mention, they also have to face Huo Yuhao, whose strength has increased dramatically.

After all, burning his bloodline only allowed him to temporarily return from a severely injured state to his peak condition.

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to slash at the Holy Sword, the space seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, fine purple-black dust appeared in the space, and the spatial mirror shattered with a crash, tearing open a hideous dark purple rift.

A terrifying aura swept through the area.

At the very moment he sensed it, Huo Yuhao's expression turned grim, while Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhongli Wu, a level 98 Super Douluo, slowly stepped out of the rift, his long black robe inlaid with gold hanging down, his silver hair and purple eyes, and his face strange and cold.

Each step he took created ripples in space, and nine jet-black soul rings slowly rose, resonating violently with the power of space, causing tiny fragments of space to peel off.

A deathly, powerful pressure swept across the area, causing the surrounding space to distort and concave, briefly forming a vacuum. All the soul power in the area froze. He lowered his eyes indifferently, and the phantom of the Death God Puppet faintly appeared behind him. With just his movements, he made the world submit to him.

"My Lord!"

Upon seeing Zhongli Wu, Scorpion Tiger Douluo couldn't help but instinctively cry out for help.

"Ha, incompetent."

The moment the words fell, the three-headed bone dragon seemed to freeze in place.

The reason for this is entirely due to the other party's actions.

As Zhongli Wu gently tapped his staff towards the air, a dragon's head appeared, its body as black as ink but radiating a glowing green light, its eyes blazing with intense green flames. Its appearance caused a chilling wind to sweep through the air.

A massive, jet-black body slowly emerged, and soon, a dragon claw appeared. The enormous body gradually became clear; it was indeed a jet-black dragon! This jet-black dragon had no scales or muscles, composed entirely of jet-black bones. Yet its aura seemed in no way inferior to that of a real dragon.

The moment it appeared, the oppressive aura emanating from its very bloodline made the three-headed bone dragon lose even the courage to fight.

This caused Huo Yuhao's expression to become extremely grim.

The person in front of him was not unfamiliar to him at all. Zhongli Wu was the current leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. The fact that the person had only been summoned made his three undead bone dragons not even have the courage to fight. This was due to the pressure from the person's bloodline. That person was a silver dragon, and one that had once received the grace of a silver dragon.

The opponent's strongest undead creature possesses a powerful beast spirit comparable to its own strength.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao thought of a solution: he could only try to summon or influence Elder Yi. However, Elder Yi was in seclusion, or rather, in deep meditation, and Huo Yuhao found that no matter how he summoned him, there was no response. At this moment, Huo Yuhao could only pray that Elder Yi would awaken soon.

At the same time,

Zhongli Wu's gaze finally fell on Huo Yuhao, and he spoke softly with a tone that was a mixture of infatuation and emotion.

"Huo Yuhao, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao instinctively felt a chill run down his spine, and at the same time, he seemed to realize something. He looked at Zhongli Wu in front of him and subconsciously questioned him.

"You've been here all along?"

Upon realizing this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Zhongli Wu simply shook his head slightly and spoke slowly in a somewhat sincere voice.

"No, of course I, as the leader of a sect, would not wait here for you. I originally thought that Zhang Peng, with this kind of lineup, would be able to take you down, but I didn't expect an unexpected incident to occur."

"That old man is quite generous, actually giving you a strategic resource like a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon. You little guy are quite generous too, actually just throwing this thing out like that, aren't you afraid of dying along with it?"

Hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but glance at Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng. Clearly, if there were any influential people present who could be contacted, Zhongli Wu only had Zhang Peng left.

A complex mix of emotions, tinged with lingering fear, flashed in Scorpion Tiger Douluo's eyes as he looked at Huo Yuhao. He couldn't help it; Huo Yuhao's actions had seemed utterly insane to him just moments before. Only when Huo Yuhao summoned that so-called door did he realize the other's mastery of spatial power.

Fortunately, the cult leader Zhongliwu responded to him; otherwise, he truly felt he would have perished here today.

"You really are a little monster. You've reached the cultivation level of a Soul King. No, there's something strange about the soul power you possess—the power of a soul core. Haha, hehehe, not bad at all, truly not bad. A monster who has condensed a soul core at the Soul King stage, coupled with your terrifying and heaven-defying combat power, you are truly a blessed and auspicious child sent from heaven."

The moment Zhongli Wu finished speaking, his figure traversed space like a ghost and arrived not far from Huo Yuhao. He only needed to sense it slightly to notice the strangeness of the total amount of soul power in Huo Yuhao's body.

Huo Yuhao's expression darkened slightly, but he wasn't surprised by the result. Someone like Zhongli Wu could even briefly rival a Limit Douluo in combat power.

Judging from seniority, the other party had also attempted to break through to the second soul core. Although he failed, Zhongli Wu could be considered the number one fighter below the limit.

Even someone with a Gold-level second-awakening martial soul like Poison Undying might not be able to defeat his opponent with 100% certainty.

"At such a young age, you've already mastered spatial power. No, that gate to the dead must be some other method. Haha, this is getting more and more interesting."

Zhongli Wu couldn't help but stroke his chin, looking at Huo Yuhao with an increasingly strange gaze, while he couldn't help but speak softly.

Huo Yuhao, who had not yet received a response, took a deep breath and looked at Zhongli Wu, instinctively asking a question.

"I'm curious about something. Did your speed really hit the mark at the last minute?"

"Besides, I killed a Title Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult. Don't you feel any remorse?"

"Yes and no. Not long after the level nine soul-guided cannon exploded, after I saw you take care of those two little things, you tried to make a move on Nangong Wan. If I were to fight with all my might, I could try to stop you."

"But that guy actually betrayed the Holy Church, so dying at your hands is his destiny."

Zhongli Wu spoke casually, as if Nangong Wan, a titled Douluo, were some roadside wild vegetable.

"If there's anything else you want to ask, feel free to ask. After that, you can come back to the Holy Church with me. There, I will slowly nurture you into a Holy Son, and you will become the strongest Title Douluo in the history of the Holy Church, even a Limit Douluo."

Zhongli Wu's voice was still light and airy, and his expression even gradually became distorted.

Even while appearing gentle, it also carries a hint of eeriness.

Looking at Huo Yuhao, she couldn't help but feel a touch of infatuation, or rather, longing. After all, if she could truly nurture Huo Yuhao, she would one day stand at the pinnacle of the entire Douluo Continent.

Seeing this, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, who was standing to the side, had clearly learned his lesson and couldn't help but subconsciously transmit his voice.

"My Lord, delay may lead to unforeseen circumstances. I feel..."

"What? You think? Do you think I can't even defeat a Soul King? Like you, have all your soul power wasted?"

Zhongli Wu's tone was tinged with disdain. In that instant, Scorpion Tiger Douluo shut his mouth, while Zhang Peng couldn't help but roar and complain in his heart.

"What kind of normal Soul King could instantly kill a Title Douluo?"

"Although it has a restraining effect, is this still a Soul King?"

"I'd rather fight Tang San, the Sea God from ten thousand years ago, at his Soul King stage, okay?"

While inwardly complaining, Scorpion Tiger Douluo was also preparing to return. After all, if you think about it carefully, even if Huo Yuhao had extraordinary abilities, it would be almost impossible for him to escape from Zhongli Wu's hands.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had been silent for a while, Zhongli Wu raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but continue to speak with a smile.

"If you have no questions, then let's return to the Holy Church together."

"impossible!"

As Huo Yuhao couldn't help but speak in a deep voice, Zhongli Wu seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously looked at the three bone dragons beside him who were being suppressed and trembling.

"If you're hoping to rely on them, it might be a bit difficult. After all, I, the Bone Dragon King, have received the Silver Dragon King's favor."

"Therefore, in terms of bloodline, these three ordinary bone dragons can no longer help you."

"As for your so-called bizarre methods, this cult leader is willing to play along with you."

As he finished speaking, Zhongli Wu calmly observed Huo Yuhao. Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao, chanting a complex incantation, was surrounded by a divine light-attribute power that rippled like flowing water.

The Holy Sword of Light in his hand was constantly gathering power, even making Zhang Peng, a Super Douluo, faintly sense a hint of death. But he knew all too well that after Super Douluo, the difference of one level was like an insurmountable chasm, let alone Zhongli Wu in front of him.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao's holy sword condensed all the power that flowed like water—no, it was like waves rippling and spreading—into the sword. One after another, holy sword strikes, like rippling waves, attacked Zhongli Wu. Each holy sword strike seemed to be wrapped with some kind of power.

Until the final strike landed, the previously undulating divine light power exploded at that moment.