Instant Kill the God Slayer, Huo Yuhao: Where's My Big Sky Dream Brother?

Huo Yuhao's figure merged into the forest. His pace was not fast, yet exceptionally steady. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a weathered wooden sign by the roadside caught his eye.

The sign was slanted in the soil, its surface covered in marks of erosion from wind and rain. The writing on it was somewhat blurred, but still legible:

"Fifty miles ahead, you will enter the territory of the Star Dou Great Forest. Soul Beasts are active; please exercise caution."

Seeing this sign, Huo Yuhao's footsteps faltered slightly, a complex light flashing through his deep eyes.

This is the place.

He whispered to himself.

Memories of his past life surged like a tide.

It was not far beyond this marker that the trajectory of his life underwent its first earth-shattering change—he had encountered the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a creature touted as having a million years of cultivation and the king of all Soul Beasts. By merging with it, he had obtained an unprecedented million-year Soul Ring, laying the foundation for his future ascension to godhood.

He hesitated no longer, lifting his foot to cross the sign and officially stepping into the recognized danger zone of the Star Dou Great Forest.

The surrounding air seemed to grow heavy. The trees became taller and denser, the light grew dim, and the chirping of insects and birds thinned out, replaced by a silence unique to primeval forests, carrying a faint scent of humus.

Huo Yuhao maintained his mental detection within a thirty-meter radius, his perception spreading outward like an invisible spiderweb.

He walked with even greater caution, his sharp gaze scanning everything around him, his body maintaining a subtle balance ready for either an explosive strike or a swift dodge.

Sure enough, less than a hundred paces in, at the edge of his mental detection, a blurred black shadow flashed through the bushes on his left like a ghost!

The speed was so fast that an ordinary Soul Master would have had no time to react.

Yet, Huo Yuhao's mental detection had already locked onto it firmly. It was a small, agile ape-like Soul Beast, its body covered in short, grayish-black fur, with long, thin limbs and sharp claws. A pair of scarlet eyes flickered with violence and greed.

A ten-year Soul Beast—a Wind Baboon.

In his past life, he had encountered this very same small beast blocking his path.

Back then, he had only ten levels of soul power and almost zero combat experience. Facing this ten-year Soul Beast, which excelled in speed, he had been in constant danger and had barely managed to kill it by exhausting every ounce of his strength.

According to Wang Teng's memories, this insignificant ten-year Wind Baboon was jokingly called the "God-Slayer" by netizens, because it had nearly ended the life of Huo Yuhao, the "future deity."

But now, everything was different.

The black shadow made a strange, sharp turn in the bushes, using the elasticity of the branches to strike silently from Huo Yuhao's left like a gray bolt of lightning!

Fingers sharp as hooked claws tore through the air, aiming straight for Huo Yuhao's vulnerable neck!

Huo Yuhao did not even turn his head.

With the precise prediction of his mental detection, he had already "seen" every detail of the Wind Baboon's movements.

The moment the claw wind reached him, his body shifted slightly to the rear right with natural, minimal movement, just enough to let the lethal claw graze his collar.

The Wind Baboon missed its mark, its body lunging forward due to momentum—a moment of vulnerability where its old force was spent and new force had yet to arise!

A cold light flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes; the lurking hunter struck instantly!

His left hand moved like lightning to his lower back, and the White Tiger Dagger, shimmering with green light, was already in his grasp. There were no flashy moves, only the simplest, most direct, and most lethal strike!

"Shhh—!"

A sound almost too faint to hear. With the infusion of Huo Yuhao's weak yet pure eleventh-level soul power, the sharpness of the White Tiger Dagger, a level-five Soul Tool, was pushed to its limit.

The dagger transformed into a green afterimage, piercing with absolute precision into the Wind Baboon's left temple, passing through its skull, and exiting the right side!

The Wind Baboon's scarlet eyes instantly froze and dilated. Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. It collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitched twice, and then fell silent.

A faint, almost transparent white Soul Ring slowly drifted up from the Wind Baboon's corpse, its light so dim it seemed as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Huo Yuhao did not even glance at the Soul Ring. With a flick of his wrist, he shook off the non-existent blood from the dagger and sheathed it back at his waist.

He did not pause, stepping directly over the still-warm corpse of the Wind Baboon and continuing toward the depths of the forest, as if he had merely brushed away a fallen leaf.

The so-called "God-Slayer," in front of an avenger who had truly returned from the war of gods, was nothing more than an insignificant interlude.

After walking for another distance, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop further, and an inexplicable sense of oppression began to loom.

Huo Yuhao knew he was getting closer to his target.

Just then—

A voice, without any warning, rang out directly in the depths of his mind! The voice was crisp, carrying a strange elasticity, with an exaggerated tone full of dramatic surprise and... a hint of grievance?

"Finally, I've encountered a human with a mental attribute! It's a pity this sister can't shed tears, otherwise, I'd surely be weeping right now!"

Huo Yuhao's forward stride came to a sudden halt, and for the first time, a look of obvious bewilderment appeared on his face.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was still here! This was within his expectations, or rather, it was the goal of his trip. But... this voice?!

In his memories, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was clearly a "chatterbox" who referred to himself as "Brother" and had a gender-neutral voice!

How, after being reborn, had it turned into an "existence" that called itself "Sister," had a feminine-leaning voice, and carried a sense of naive cuteness?

Just as Huo Yuhao was left stunned by the unexpected gender of the voice, a sudden change occurred!

The ground beneath him began to tremble violently without warning!

Two meters ahead, the hard soil and gravel seemed to be torn apart by an invisible, massive force, and hideous cracks spread out like a spiderweb!

The cracks continued to widen into deep fissures. Faint, golden-white light seeped out from the depths of the cracks, carrying a refreshing chill.

Wisps of icy cold air rose from the fissures, and the surrounding temperature dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, with tiny white frost even beginning to condense on the blades of grass.

The crack continued to spread, expanding until it reached a diameter of over five meters in the blink of an eye!

Finally, the true form of that golden-white radiance was revealed.

The first thing to emerge was a round, fleshy, massive head over a meter in diameter, its skin possessing the warm, lustrous hue of white jade, crystalline and translucent as if carved from the finest mutton-fat jade.

Despite having burrowed out from the soil, its smooth skin remained completely spotless, with halos of light rippling across it, appearing extraordinarily divine.

Above its head, a pair of small, glittering golden eyes blinked curiously, gazing toward Huo Yuhao.

It wriggled, slowly crawling out of the crack with a massive body over seven meters in length, entirely jade-like, rounded, and elongated.

Most peculiar of all was that starting half a meter from its head, a brilliant golden ring-shaped pattern encircled its body at regular intervals; from head to tail, there were ten golden rings in total!

Each golden ring emitted a soft yet profound glow, symbolizing its shocking million-year cultivation.

"How about it? Are you mesmerized by Big Sister's gorgeous body?"

The giant white jade silkworm looked at the still-dazed Huo Yuhao, tilted its head slightly, a flash of smugness appearing in its small golden eyes as it asked "proudly" in a crisp, delicate voice.