"Too... too impulsive!! Is he insane?"
Beyond the Sky Screen, even Ye Xishui, the Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Elder, covered her mouth in shock, her eyes filled with regret.
"That is a God King-level origin divine soul! As long as it is properly nurtured and given enough time, returning to godhood in the future—even restoring Divine Sense power at the God King level—would not be difficult!"
"He actually... he actually used it as fuel, abandoning that lofty power, priceless beyond measure in our lower plane, to forcibly activate our Holy Cult's forbidden secret art?!"
Zhongli Wu trembled all over in shock, his eyes filled with conflict. "Could this be true grandeur, true resolve? Holy Son... what exactly does he intend to do now?"
As the God King's remnant soul burned, even though it was only a trace, the laws of the plane trembled in terror.
Gradually, an indescribably terrifying energy erupted within Huo Yuhao's frail eleven-year-old body!
That energy was far too immense. If absorbed normally, it would instantly burst his body apart. Yet Huo Yuhao activated the Holy Spirit Cult's most vicious technique—the Blood Soul Devouring Art.
He opened his mouth wide like a bottomless black hole, wildly drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him. Even the faint deathly aura drifting over from the distant mass graveyard was sucked into his body.
Level ten... level twenty... level thirty!
Under the ghostly stares of viewers across the continent, Huo Yuhao's Soul Power soared crazily as though strapped to a rocket, utterly defying reason! But it still was not enough!
"These chaotic spiritual energies alone cannot withstand the frenzy of a burning divine soul! I need... the purest bloodline as a catalyst! And in this world, what could be more suitable for honoring my heart of vengeance