From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

Mainly, every time he comes into contact with Long's soul, he will gain a lot, even if the process is very painful.

The more he understood this power, the more obsessed he became, because he discovered the horror of the soul.

This power is far more transcendent than his blood.

He even had a feeling that the soul power... did not belong to this world.

The soul has always existed in the world, but it is ethereal. No one in this world can really develop it.

He has lived longer than Jiguo Enichi, and is over a thousand years old. So if there is anyone who understands the origin and evolution of this world better than him, he dares to say that he is second, and no one can say that he is first.

He became more and more curious about Haori.

How did this man appear?

And created this power?

"I've had enough of your eyes..."

Wu Kuan's scarlet eyes stared at the shadow in front of him and said coldly.

He still couldn't see clearly the vague appearance, but the familiar sight from the shadow made veins pop up on his forehead.

This time, he could finally fight back.

After finishing speaking, the nails on his right hand suddenly swelled, and he immediately waved them away at the vague residual thoughts.

A swish sound.

The sharp blade struck, and Long's soul was instantly torn into pieces, dissipating like smoke and disappearing.

"Hahahahaha..."

Seeing that Long's will had been removed, Wu Kai felt a sense of accomplishment that he had never experienced before. He immediately had a cold demeanor and couldn't help but smile.

"Even if you create a way to practice soul power without leaking it, you should not challenge me. What I can do is unimaginable... At least, from the perspective of biological evolution, in this world, I It’s the most perfect.”

Wu Kuan whispered softly, with an excited tone.

He looked down upon him.

He is the ancestor of ghosts, the ultimate being that is different from other species. Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean he can't do it.

Even without the need for instruction, he was able to touch the soul and gradually master this power.

"It's time for you to pay the price."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Mei's consciousness returned to his original body, he opened his eyes in reality, and pulled out the finger that had penetrated the inheritor's brain.

The inheritor fell to the ground.

Wu Kuai just glanced at it, and the next second, the inheritor's flesh and blood swelled and exploded like a balloon.

Once the will of the ghost is eliminated, then as the inheritor of the ghost, he can be slaughtered at will.

Just a thought can cause the cells in his body to multiply indefinitely and eventually fall apart.

Several people in the distance were playing with different expressions.

Yiwozuo looked surprised.

In order to catch this inheritor, he spent a lot of effort and even got injured... He knew the level of this inheritor very well.

Furthermore, as Wuhan's subordinate, the events of the past few years have made it clear to Twelve Ghost Moon that Wuhan seems to have no way to deal with the inheritors.

Now, this balance is disturbed.

"It looks like something interesting is about to happen."

Tong Mo, who was standing next to him, smiled slightly.

With the passage of time, he and Hei Shimo's physical bodies have recovered, and the vampire spell that was originally applied to their brains has been eradicated, and they are reminded of the 'nightmare' they once had.

Wu Kuan slowly turned around and stared at them.

Being swept away by his sight, even Hei Shimo couldn't help but stop breathing. As if in an instant, an extremely brutal and dense roar sounded in his ears, making his mind tremble wildly.

This is... an auditory hallucination caused by mental coercion.

As for Yi Wo Zuo and Tong Mo, their limbs instantly became as stiff as stone sculptures, as if even their thoughts were frozen.

Master Muzan...has become different.

"That God of Yu Jianwu... Haha... He is still alive. I want to see him... He has something in his hands that I am more interested in." Wuhan raised the corners of his mouth and muttered softly.

Outsiders don't know who the legendary God of Yu Jianwu is, how could they not know it?

After saying that, several huge meatballs suddenly bulged in the shadows next to the three Hei Death Mous, and several tentacles shot up, like needles, piercing into the necks of the three top strings, and began to infuse a large amount of blood.

"I will give you my spiritual power and cells again...rebirth from the ashes, and then go find him."

Wu Kuan said in a cold voice word for word.

With the input of blood, the three people's eyes were dull, their faces were ferocious, and Yiwo Zuo and Tong Mo were twitching continuously.

Dense blood vessels appeared on the surface of the body, beating on the skin like small snakes.

What Wu Kai wants to get is not only the secrets about the soul that Long has mastered.

And...the blue flower of the other side that he has been looking forward to the most.

Because...that man must know something.

Chapter 322: Muzan's Action

The hazy traces appear and disappear.

Wu Mei ordered Hei Shimou and the others to search for Long. The best way is to find the prostitute Taro first.

He could feel that as the inheritor, Taro the prostitute was a 'special case'.

Especially since the other party is wearing Haori's iconic black haori. In addition, in these years, from the Edo period to the present... the only person who has killed the inheritor of the upper string, that is, the tamagotsubo, is the prostitute Taro.

The Demon Slayer Squad and Muzan didn't dare to confront anyone head-on.

Before Yutsubo died, several strings were broken in Hashira's hands. Now several Hashira of the Demon Slayer Squad have awakened to the 'transparent world' and have the means to rival Enichi Tsukuni. In addition, the general environment is very unfavorable to ghosts, so the forces on the Wuhan side have been hiding, and even if they take action, they dare not make too much noise.

On the contrary, the inheritors are fighting fiercely with the Demon Slayers, mainly because Muzan has always been afraid of the number of ghosts, unlike the inheritors who have the courage to form groups and continue to expand.

Touching a little bit of soul power, Wu Mei gradually unveiled the mystery of Long.

Why are those inheritors able to possess extremely powerful means in just a hundred years...excellent talents?

Because with the blessing of the power of the soul, the spirits of these people will be strengthened and amplified to a certain extent, which may not be visible physically, but the vampire magic will become extremely powerful as a result.

An outstanding will will also make the inheritor more resilient in the face of any difficulties and more likely to break through.

Wumei didn't understand before, but now he understands.

And the power of the three vampire arts that he changed will also increase.

However, his method of integrating mental fragments into cells and then delivering them to his subordinates would cause some damage to his own soul, and it would take some time to recover.

Wu Mei has already thought of a solution, hunting more inheritors, through the cells in their bodies, constantly contacting the residual thoughts left by Hao in the depths of their consciousness sea, in order to polish his soul...even eating Hao soul!

……

On the other side, one day a month later.

Hao sat alone under the shade of a tree in the wild, admiring the scenery in front of him.

The breeze blew, blowing his white hair that had not been taken care of for a long time.

"Okay...I'm not disappointed."

He seemed to be aware of it in his heart, and he opened and closed his eyes to look at the distant sky.

Smiling softly.

It seems that Wu Ke's side has finally evolved substantially.

Hao's initial evaluation of Muzan was that he only had the strength of flesh and blood, but his soul was very weak.

But he didn't expect that under such innate conditions, Wu Ke could sense the soul, which really surprised him.

"There is a certain correlation between the soul and the body. Although the innate soul is very poor, it has strong flesh and blood and has spent such a long time... It is normal for the body to physically drive the spirit. However, you must also I put in a lot of effort and probably racked my brains and thought about it for a long time..."

Hao patted himself and slowly stood up.

Every time Wu Mei came into contact with his soul, he felt something.

The power of the soul, which comes from the higher world, is a very vast and vast knowledge for the lower world...Wumei is now equivalent to just beginning to be 'enlightened', and what he understands and knows is too little.

Just now, a direct successor who was personally transformed by Hao died. As expected, it was Wu Ke's fault.

Because the direct successors who are still alive are not weaker than the Demon Slayer Pillars. Over the years, through eating the Twelve Ghost Moons, including some of the previous generation's pillars, the inheritors' physical strength alone is very scary. Even Shangxian may not be an opponent.

"The time limit is almost up. If you don't come to me, I will go to you."

Hao looked up at the blue sky and said calmly.

He is already very weak...his physical vitality can only last for more than ten years at most.

Over the past hundred years, he has continued to give cards in packages to some targets that seemed to have potential. In addition to further aggravating the chaotic situation, he also hoped that one or two of these seeds could 'awaken' and breed evolution. signs.

After all, as long as the number is large enough, the chance of winning will be greater.

When the card is gone, he transforms again...and repeats.

Now, the existing cards in my hand have been almost used.

He also planned to stop.

……

A small inner palace in the city.

Wearing a dress and a long black dress, Wuhan wore a hat and walked slowly towards the building in front of him.

This place... is the base of the rebels and the center of a successor's territory.

Just like the innocent nobles of the current upper class society, with a pair of red pupils exposed under the brim of his hat, he is strolling leisurely with an elegant temperament.

Around him, there were many rebel warriors attacking with swords, shouting to kill.