The entire space fell silent. Everyone, including Feng Ling, stared blankly at Ye Xishui as she voluntarily offered her loyalty to Huo Yuhao.
When Ye Xishui had agreed on her own initiative, they had thought this was a perfect chance to see what the parchment scroll could do. But now that its effect was laid bare before them, an indescribable terror arose in their hearts.
It was not merely that form of address. Quite a few sharp-eyed people saw, in Ye Xishui's expression and even her gaze, a submission that seemed to stem from her very soul. For a moment, they felt as though their worldview was rapidly collapsing.
This was an Ultimate Douluo! The pinnacle of individual human strength!
Even an Ultimate Douluo could not resist the power of that damned contract. Once people like them signed it, they would never be able to oppose this man again. Their bodies would likely not be the only thing at his mercy—even their souls would become his playthings, wouldn't they?
When they looked at Huo Yuhao again, everyone shuddered. The unremarkable parchment scroll in his hand seemed as terrifying as some monstrous beast.
"Get up."
Only after hearing Huo Yuhao's words did Ye Xishui, the person involved, rise to her feet. Like the Slaughter King before her, she silently stood behind Huo Yuhao, glaring viciously at the Evil Soul Masters before them.
As an Ultimate Douluo, even with her Light Phoenix martial soul suppressed, she was still not someone these incomparably weakened Evil Soul Masters could contend with.
"I-I'll sign too..."
At that moment, Feng Ling spoke as well. Her cultivation had already been lower than the others', and the weakness brought on by prolonged starvation was even worse for her. With that vicious cycle continuing, her strength was undoubtedly the