Xiao Yin: I Have Surpassed All My Ancestors
The moment the Light of Space-Time was shattered, the Evil Monarch saw Huo Yuhao, who had seemed frozen in mid-air, resume his movements.
His right hand pressed down, and the hundreds-of-meters-long, Greatsword of Destruction that had been hovering in the air crashed down.
Wherever the sword passed, the air was torn in two, leaving a dark purple trail that looked as if it had been scorched, and it precisely slashed into the Evil Monarch's enormous body, which was three hundred meters in diameter.
Without a violent explosion or a deafening roar, the giant sword silently pierced through the center of the Evil Monarch's body, cleaving him in two without any chance of resistance.
The Wu Yun that had been hanging over the Evil Demon Forest suddenly dissipated, revealing the previously obscured sky.
Immediately, two enormous mangled bodies fell from the sky, crashing heavily into the depths of the Evil Demon Forest, crushing an ancient tree that had lived for countless years, and raising clouds of dust and debris.
This sudden turn of events caused the two sides engaged in battle below to stop almost simultaneously. Everyone stared blankly at the two mangled remains of the Evil Monarch, their eyes filled with undisguised disbelief.
In the blink of an eye, the Evil Monarch, ranked second on the Continent's Beast Ranking, was actually killed?
The faces of those Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Cult turned deathly pale, as if some pillar supporting their beliefs was silently collapsing.
The powerful figures who originally belonged to the Three Douluo Kingdoms couldn't help but turn their gazes back to the figure in mid-air, their eyes filled with shock.
This young master of the Spirit Pagoda actually possesses such strength?
A scarlet Soul Ring slowly emerged on the Evil Monarch's enormous body, like a frozen blood moon suspended in mid-air. It was Soul Ring with an age of 790,000 years.
Many Soul Master, even those whose Soul Ring slots were already full, couldn't help but feel a glint of greed in their eyes as they gazed at this Soul Ring.
The yearning for ultimate power is almost an instinct etched into the bones of every Soul Master, but that glimmer of greed only flashed for a moment before being suppressed by a clearer sense of reason.
Because they immediately thought of the powerful, god-like figure in mid-air, that inappropriate thought was instantly extinguished, disappearing even faster than when they arrived.
With a slight thought, Huo Yuhao saw a silver-white figure appear on his shoulder—it was the Spirit Soul Xiao Yin.
The silver-white Evil Eye was now more solid than before, with fine golden patterns flowing deep within its pupils. With the blessing of the Divine Examination reward, it had now evolved into Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Soul.
Looking down at the massive remains of the Evil Monarch, it felt no sorrow for its ancestor's demise, but rather a surge of excitement and anticipation, for Huo Yuhao had already told it what to do next.
Huo Yuhao raised the Scepter of Destruction once more, but this time, instead of the Power of Destruction surging from the top of the scepter, a soft golden light emanated from it.
He began to cast Magic, and golden Magic Rune spread out from the top of the scepter in concentric circles, rippling into the scarlet Soul Ring below.
The primordial energy within the Seven-Hundred-Ninety-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was being slowly drawn in and stripped away, eventually transforming into a stream of light that seemed almost tangible, continuously flowing into Xiao Yin's body.
Xiao Yin's body trembled slightly, and then a deep and bright light shone in its pupils.
He could clearly sense that his Divine Power was rising at an unprecedented speed, and his primordial power was also growing rapidly.
This was also a plan that Huo Yuhao had made long ago. He did not choose the Evil Monarch as his Ninth Soul Ring, but he would not waste the Evil Monarch, which was the most suitable Soul Ring for him. Therefore, he would use the origin of the Evil Monarch to enhance Xiao Yin's foundation.
After merging with the Evil Monarch's essence, Xiao Yin's first two Soul Skill will undergo a qualitative change, and may even become more powerful than many of his subsequent Soul Skill.
At this moment, the fighting below has completely ceased.
Everyone looked up at the scene unfolding in mid-air, their expressions varied.
The Holy Spirit Cult members' eyes were filled with terror. With the Supreme Cult Master imprisoned and the Evil Monarch killed, they seemed to be watching their last reliance disappear bit by bit.
The powerful figures who originally belonged to the Three Douluo Kingdoms no longer looked at Huo Yuhao with shock, but with a kind of awe that was almost like looking up to a god.
It wasn't just because he killed the Evil Monarch in an instant, but also because of the methods he displayed that far exceeded their comprehension.
This will make them truly realize that the young man before them has stepped into a realm beyond their reach.
Before long, the enormous crimson Soul Ring in the Evil Demon Forest completely disappeared.
The primordial power that the Evil Monarch had accumulated over 790,000 years had now been completely absorbed by Xiao Yin.
Huo Yuhao turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the miniature silver-white Evil Eye on his shoulder.
At this moment, Xiao Yin's appearance also changed. Its body was still silvery-white, but it was more solid than before, as if it was wrapped in a layer of fine luster.
Eighty-one tentacles were slowly swaying behind it, with a faint, dark silver light emanating from their edges.
The most noticeable change was in his pupils, which had turned deep red, like congealed blood, remarkably similar to the appearance of the Evil Monarch before.
However, the look in Xiao Yin's eyes at this moment was completely different from that of the Evil Monarch, filled with uncontrollable excitement and agitation.
He looked at Huo Yuhao, his voice trembling with gratitude. "Thank you, Master. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
At this moment, Xiao Yin felt incredibly fortunate that she had chosen to become Huo Yuhao's Spirit Soul back then. Now, he had surpassed all his ancestors, even though he was only Spirit Soul.
However, Huo Yuhao is about to become a god, and their Spirit Soul will also gain immortality, which is what truly excites him beyond control.
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly upon hearing this, without saying anything more. With a thought, Xiao Yin returned to his Spirit Sea.
Immediately, Huo Yuhao slowly descended from the sky, his gaze falling on the area below that was firmly locked by the Destruction Thunder.
Ye Xishui was still trapped inside. The once overwhelming sea of blood had now been compressed into a very small area by the Destruction Thunder.
Huo Yuhao's gaze lingered on her, his eyes showing no pity, no hesitation, only a calm that seemed perfectly natural.
He raised his hand, held up the Scepter of Destruction, and pointed it lightly in Ye Xishui's direction.
The Destruction Thunder that had been suspended in mid-air instantly converged again, surrounding the shrinking sea of blood.
The air around Ye Xishui hummed slightly under the pressure of the thunder, and the sea of blood was evaporating and dissipating layer by layer at a visible speed.
Ye Xishui could clearly feel the power of those purplish-black Destruction Thunder. Even if she was Limit Douluo, once she touched those lightning bolts, she would probably only meet a tragic end on the spot.
The fierceness and ferocity that had been on her face were gone; instead, a calm acceptance of her fate settled over her. She slowly closed her eyes, as if she were ready to face death.
Just then, Long Xiaoyao, who was not far away, suddenly moved.
He abruptly broke free from his confrontation with Di Tian, his figure darting away into the distance like a black streak of light.
Di Tian did not give chase, but simply hovered in place watching the departing figure, because the direction Long Xiaoyao went was the same as where Huo Yuhao was.
With Huo Yuhao there, there's no need for him to take action at all.
Di Tian looked at Huo Yuhao, who was standing in mid-air not far away, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
The young man's performance today far exceeded his expectations.
To be honest, Di Tian felt that he was no match for Huo Yuhao now.
Huo Yuhao noticed Long Xiaoyao's actions but did not stop him.
Because he could clearly see that Long Xiaoyao was rushing towards Ye Xishui's direction.
He wasn't trying to escape or launch a sneak attack; instead, he crashed straight into the area filled with Destruction Thunder.
The purplish-black lightning crackled and surged around him, as if it could tear him apart at any moment.
But his speed did not slow down in the slightest, and his gaze never wavered; he simply kept rushing towards Ye Xishui.
The Destruction Thunder seemed to have no effect on him; he simply crashed straight into the center of the lightning net.