Spirit Ice Destruction and Birth
The situation on the battlefield seemed to shift again in an instant. The two Limit Douluo figures hovered in the air like two invisible mountains, forcefully shifting the center of gravity of the entire battlefield toward the Holy Spirit Cult.
The faces of the people who originally belonged to the Three Douluo Kingdoms were extremely solemn. Some people subconsciously gripped their weapons, while others secretly gathered their Soul Power, but none of them knew how to face such an existence.
At that very moment, Huo Yuhao, who had remained silent until now, stepped forward.
He flashed and disappeared from the back of the battlefield. The next instant, he tore through space and appeared directly opposite Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.
He hovered in mid-air, not deliberately releasing any aura, but his calm and composed demeanor was enough to draw the attention of everyone below.
Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, who were originally observing the battlefield situation, almost simultaneously focused their attention on him.
Long Xiaoyao was deeply shaken as he sensed the aura of a Super Douluo emanating from Huo Yuhao.
It hadn't been long since I last saw him; back then, Huo Yuhao wasn't even Titled Douluo yet. I never imagined he would now stand firmly at that level.
Ye Xishui, however, did not think so much; her aged yet sharp eyes were filled with killing intent.
Long Xiaoyao spoke first, his tone carrying a complex emotion. "Tower Master is a genius, his cultivation speed is unparalleled throughout history, so why do you need to interfere in these matters now?"
Huo Yuhao smiled upon hearing this, "Throughout history, how many Limit Douluo have there been? Why must you, senior, get entangled with the Holy Spirit Cult?"
Long Xiaoyao sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't persuade the other party.
Ye Xishui glanced at Long Xiaoyao, her voice as cold as ice. "Xiaoyao, why waste words with him? Make your move."
A hint of helplessness flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, then he said no more. His Martial Soul Possession, and his aura suddenly surged. A huge Black Dragon Shadow slowly emerged behind him.
He dared not underestimate Huo Yuhao in the slightest. After all, Huo Yuhao, who was only Soul Douluo at the time, had once pulled him into an illusion. The strength of Huo Yuhao's Divine Power far exceeded his imagination.
With Huo Yuhao's current strength, he is quite confident in dealing with Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui.
But he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he smiled and extended his right hand, and a jet-black scale appeared in his palm.
Upon seeing this, Long Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly. He was familiar with the aura of that scale, and memories from not long ago flooded back into his mind.
Huo Yuhao, however, smiled unhurriedly and said, "Senior Long, I've found you a worthy opponent."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge rift suddenly tore open in the space in front of him.
The pitch-black spatial rift twisted and surged continuously, with faint, fine electric sparks of energy crackling visible at its edges, enough to tear any being that dared to trespass into pieces.
However, as the crack continued to widen, a foot actually stepped out from it.
Then, a tall figure slowly emerged from the crack.
His black robes fluttered in the wind, his long, jet-black hair danced in the breeze, and his golden, vertical pupils stared directly at Long Xiaoyao opposite him.
Although he had never seen this person's face, Long Xiaoyao had sensed his presence before.
He would never mistake that Abyss, abyss-like power.
His expression was grave, and his voice deepened. "Is the Beast God going to interfere in the affairs of humanity?"
These words sent a chill down the spines of many present.
The powerful black-robed figure standing before them was none other than the Beast God Di Tian!
Many people present had not participated in the opening ceremony of the Spirit Pagoda and had therefore never seen Di Tian face.
They stared at the figure hovering in mid-air, their hearts filled with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
Di Tian did not answer Long Xiaoyao's question, but simply turned his head slightly and looked at Huo Yuhao.
After the Auspicious Beast returned from ten thousand years later, it went back to the Star Dou Great Forest.
She handed over this Di Tian, Reverse Scale came from ten thousand years in the future, to the Di Tian of this time and space.
After taking the scale, Di Tian remained silent for a long time before finally saying only one sentence, "Do whatever you want. I won't stop you."
From that moment on, he completely stopped opposing the relationship between Jin Li and Huo Yuhao.
So when Huo Yuhao made a request this time, Di Tian did not refuse, but Di Tian really had no interest in explaining anything to these humans in front of him.
Huo Yuhao glanced at Di Tian, then addressed the crowd, saying, "Senior Di Tian is an enshrined member of my Spirit Pagoda, not an outsider."
These words, when they reached the ears of the people fighting below, sent a jolt through many of them.
Di Tian didn't want to say much, but simply raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and reached out to grab Long Xiaoyao.
The movement appeared casual and natural, yet an overwhelming aura of darkness surged forth the moment he raised his hand, like an entire night compressed to its limit suddenly spreading out.
Long Xiaoyao's expression changed, and he quickly dodged to the side, his movements unusually hurried.
He once believed that he was the leader among humans, and that after Mu En's fall, even Ye Xishui was no match for him.
But now, facing Di Tian, he felt suppressed from the root, and he was at a complete disadvantage in terms of both bloodline and attributes.
The battle between Di Tian and Long Xiaoyao quickly transformed the area in mid-air into a battlefield that no one dared to approach.
The two sides below, after a brief pause, resumed their battle, and the sounds of fighting and the roar of clashing Soul Power once again filled the entire Evil Demon Forest.
Ye Xishui stood in mid-air, her gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao, a dangerous glint flashing in her aged eyes.
She hadn't expected that this young man, who looked to be only in his early twenties, would be able to invite Di Tian to come.
If this battle is allowed to drag on, the great cause of the Holy Spirit Cult may truly be ruined here.
Her fingers curled slightly, as if she had already made up her mind to resolve this variable as soon as possible.
With this in mind, Ye Xishui no longer hesitated.
A sudden surge of crimson light erupted behind her, and a massive and ferocious Blood Soul Demon Puppet emerged from behind her, its entire body dark red and radiating an intense, almost tangible, deathly resentment.
Above the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, a cone-shaped, blood-red tower hung, its surface shimmering with a dark red aura, and beneath each eave seemed to lie countless silent wails.
That was the Soul Tool — the Death God Pagoda —that Ye Xishui had painstakingly crafted over many years in the Sun Moon Empire.
This tower embodies almost all of her accumulated wealth and has far exceeded the scope of Level-nine Soul Tool in the conventional sense.
Even Kong Deming, the Silver Moon Douluo hailed as the father of Soul Tool in the Sun Moon Empire, once commented that the Death God Pagoda was already Quasi-Level-10 Soul Tool.
Ye Xishui was determined to kill Huo Yuhao at this moment. Without any probing or holding back, she directly launched the strongest attack of the Death God Pagoda.
A crimson light suddenly shot out from the top of the tower. Wherever the red light passed, time seemed to freeze and space seemed to be cut apart.
Even Huo Yuhao felt a heart-pounding sense of oppression when facing this attack.
Anyone else would probably have been unable to block that attack, but Huo Yuhao is no ordinary person.
His powerful Divine Power enabled him to make the most accurate judgment in an instant, and his physical movements were almost synchronized with his consciousness.
A suit of silver-white Battle Armor suddenly appeared around him, its surface covered with flowing emerald green and deep purple patterns.
This is Huo Yuhao's Four-Word Battle Armor. He has broken through to the level of Divine Craftsman in the art of forging and has mastered the Heavenly Forging. This Battle Armor is made of divine base metal that he forged himself.
He named this Four-Word Battle Armor "Spirit Ice Annihilation"!