Xu Tianran: I Haven't Even Taken the Throne Yet, and Huo Yuhao Wants Me to Abdicate?

When Yan Shaozhe and Xian Lin'er arrived at Freshman Class One's classroom, the first thing they saw was a sight that was an absolute assault on the eyes.

The homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi, sat slumped on the podium, her face drained of color. A suspicious wet patch had spread across her white robes.

A pungent smell filled the classroom. The freshmen were all standing well away from her, struggling to suppress their laughter.

Yan Shaozhe's brow instantly furrowed, and undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Weilun, get over here, quickly!"

"Take her away at once! What kind of spectacle is this?!"

Du Weilun, the director of studies, hurried over upon hearing the news. He quickly acknowledged the order, held his breath, and helped Zhou Yi, whose legs had gone weak, out of the room.

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath and turned his gaze toward the slender youth in the corner of the classroom.

After checking the information recorded in the file in his hand, he instantly put on a gentle smile.

"You're Huo Yuhao, correct?"

Huo Yuhao stood up, a little nervous, and nodded timidly.

Though he didn't know them, he could guess that the two people before him were important figures from Shrek Academy.

He was just a lowly freshman. What had he done to deserve a personal visit from people like them?

"There's no need to be nervous, Huo Yuhao."

Yan Shaozhe spoke with a genial smile.

"Please come with us to the Soul Tool Department. The academy has a few matters it would like to ask you about."

Huo Yuhao's heart immediately tightened.

The sight of that "himself" on the sky screen going on a killing spree was still vivid in his mind. Had the academy come to demand an explanation?

But then he reconsidered.

His Soul Power was only at rank eleven. If they really wanted to do something to him, he had no room to resist.

He might as well go with them and see. Perhaps he might discover something himself.

Just as the group left the classroom and headed toward the Soul Tool Department,

Yan Shaozhe suddenly spoke.

"Huo Yuhao, besides the thrice-awakened Eyes of Asura, you on the sky screen also seemed to display the Soul Power of Ultimate Ice."

"An Ultimate Martial Soul is among the very finest of Martial Souls."

"You have Twin Martial Souls, don't you?"

Huo Yuhao's steps abruptly halted, and he deliberately put a bewildered look on his face.

He did indeed have Twin Martial Souls!

But right now, his Second Martial Soul was still pure but formless ice.

Brother Sky Dream had said that he needed to reach the Soul Grandmaster level before Brother Sky Dream could help him obtain a true Second Martial Soul.

"Little Yuhao, the Second Martial Soul I've planned for you is at the Ultimate Ice level."

"So whatever you on the sky screen can do, you'll definitely be able to do in the future too."

"As for now, just play dumb. No one can detect your formless Second Martial Soul!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm spoke smugly.

"You're so strong in the parallel world, so that must be the work of your wise and mighty Brother too!"

Huo Yuhao nodded vigorously, then turned his gaze back toward the sky screen.

White World, outskirts of Mingdu.

Huo Yuhao stood silently amid the corpses scattered across the ground, blood still dripping from the Asura Demon Sword in his hand.

After slaughtering every member of this Shrek Inspection Corps, his Soul Power had risen to rank eight.

One had to understand that, at most, only half an hour had passed since he reset his attributes to zero.

In half an hour, his Soul Power had shot up from rank zero to rank eight.

Such cultivation speed was enough to drive any Soul Master on the continent mad!

And in the current world, where all beings were equal, it was a complete dimensionality reduction strike!

Kill to level up, the law of slaughter. This really is the fastest path to increasing one's strength!

Huo Yuhao looked down at the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's body in his arms and silently spoke to himself. The blood-red color in his eyes dimmed slightly.

But if I want to resurrect Teacher, Brother Sky Dream, and the Ice and Snow Empresses, a mere rank eight of Soul Power is still nowhere near enough!

The fragment of Electrolux's divine consciousness had already self-destructed.

The Soul Spirit consciousnesses of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, the Ice Empress, and the Snow Empress had also been utterly erased by Tang San.

But Huo Yuhao knew that they had not truly perished.

As long as he could ascend to godhood and master the laws of the world, he would have a chance to gather the fragments of their souls from between heaven and earth and bring them back to life!

Wait for me.

I will become a god, and I will slaughter every last one of our enemies!

Huo Yuhao held his beloved tightly, turned, and walked step by step toward the magnificent city faintly visible ahead.

Black World, Illustrious Virtue Hall.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Seeing Jing Hongchen standing there like a wooden statue, Meng Hongchen couldn't help tugging at his sleeve.

But Jing Hongchen gave his granddaughter no response.

He stared fixedly at the scene on the sky screen, his body trembling slightly.

"This... what is this?"

On the sky screen, an incomparably magnificent city appeared before everyone's eyes.

Towering buildings rose in rows, skyscrapers dozens of stories high packed closely together and thrusting straight into the clouds.

Broad, flat black roads crisscrossed the city, stretching farther than the eye could see.

Countless four-wheeled iron shells and two-wheeled iron frames flowed endlessly along the black roads, moving at astonishing speeds yet in perfect order.

Rows of glowing poles stood on both sides of the roads, illuminating the entire city as brightly as day.

"These are all Soul Tools? How is that possible?"

Jing Hongchen's voice was trembling.

He was the master of Illustrious Virtue Hall, one of the people with the greatest mastery of Soul Tools in the entire Sun Moon Empire!

Yet he couldn't even make sense of the things on the sky screen!

Those iron shells had no Soul Power fluctuations and no glow from Soul Guidance Arrays. They completely overturned everything he knew about Soul Tools!

"Judging by the city's layout, this is clearly Mingdu!"

"But what... happened to Mingdu in the parallel world?"

"How many years ahead of us is that world's Soul Tool technology?!"

Stormy waves surged in Jing Hongchen's heart.

If the talent Huo Yuhao had displayed earlier had merely astonished him,

then this unfamiliar Mingdu had utterly shattered his pride.

Compared with the Illustrious Virtue Hall he took such pride in, the city on the sky screen was practically a place where gods lived!

White World, outside Mingdu.

Huo Yuhao came to a stop before an army.

It was an army of over a thousand men clad in silver armor.

Every soldier's silver armor was densely engraved with Soul Guidance Arrays, giving off an icy, forbidding gleam.

The Soul Guidance Heavy Armor Legion, the imperial guard under the control of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family!

More than a thousand soldiers aimed their Soul Guidance Ray Guns at Huo Yuhao in unison. A general at their head stepped out from the ranks and bowed.

"Your Highness, Holy Son."

"His Majesty has ordered that you may not enter Mingdu for the time being. Please turn back!"

Huo Yuhao looked past the general toward Mingdu, a flash of blood-red passing through his eyes.

"I can't enter Mingdu?"

Huo Yuhao slowly raised the Asura Demon Sword in his hand, pointing its blade straight toward Mingdu. The killing intent around him spread outward as though it were tangible.

More than a thousand soldiers shuddered in unison, their hands trembling as they gripped their guns.

"I don't have to go in. Tell Xu Tianran to come out and see me!"

Black World, Mingdu, the crown prince's residence.

Crash!

The teacup in Xu Tianran's hand shattered.

Scalding tea spilled all over him, but he seemed not to notice.

As the crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Xu Tianran had disabled legs and spent his days in a wheelchair.

But he had always been known for his deep cunning and his ability to conceal his emotions.

At this moment, however, his face was full of astonishment.

His name had actually appeared on the sky screen!

And in the scene on the sky screen, "he," dressed in the imperial robes of the Sun Moon Empire's emperor, was slowly walking out from behind the army to face Huo Yuhao across the distance.

Xu Tianran of the White World had only just opened his mouth and was about to say something.

But Huo Yuhao couldn't even be bothered to listen. He waved a hand and cut him off.

"Xu Tianran, abdicate!"

Xu Tianran stared fixedly at the sky screen, a sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

Fuck!

I haven't even taken the throne yet. Abdicate my ass?!