Purple Platypus

Chapter 681: Purple Platypus

"And is he really a summoning-type Soul Master?"

Huo Yuhao's brain raced at an astonishing speed as his gaze remained fixed on the Competition Arena.

The first match had already ended, yet the summons Mahito had created remained like ghosts, showing no sign of dissipating. Even the summons that had been killed still lay stiffly on the Competition Arena.

This was indeed very similar to the time Huo Yuhao had used his third Martial Soul to summon the undead.

Huo Yuhao activated Spirit Detection once more. Having learned from last time, he was extremely cautious this time, deliberately avoiding Mahito's position and instead directing his detection precisely toward those summons. Before long, a shocking sight entered his spiritual perception.

"Uh... ngh..." Several Modified Humans that had been chopped into pieces were somehow still barely clinging to life, letting out faint groans of pain filled with endless suffering.

Through Spirit Detection, Huo Yuhao could even clearly see tears glimmering in the summons' eyes.

"Kill me." A barely audible voice drifted into Huo Yuhao's ears through Spirit Detection like a ghost.

"What?!" Huo Yuhao's heart jolted. A terrifying guess flashed through his mind like lightning, and his right hand resting on the wheelchair unconsciously tightened, his fingertips nearly digging into his palm.

"Yuhao, what's wrong?" Wang Dong'er had been pushing Huo Yuhao's wheelchair closely from behind and immediately noticed something was off. She asked worriedly, "Did you discover something?"

At her words, everyone from the Tang Sect immediately turned to look at Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He tried to keep his voice calm. "It's only a guess for now. Whether it's true or not, we'll need to keep watching."

The guess in his mind was simply too shocking, so Huo Yuhao