The Death Phantom

After resting for a night, Huo Yuhao and the others began searching for traces of the Evil Soul Masters.

After Wang Yan discovered the anomaly with the Wenlan Tree, Huo Yuhao had a clear direction for his Spirit Detection.

Now, Huo Yuhao could use his divine sense to scan the entire Mingdou Mountain Range with ease.

But if his opponent really possessed divine sense, that would be like alerting the enemy.

Huo Yuhao's spiritual power was already extremely strong. Instead, the Soul Skill Spirit Detection was beginning to fall behind.

Using Spirit Detection with spiritual power at the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm, Huo Yuhao quickly found the cave where the Death Messenger was hiding.

"Everyone, put on your Defensive Soul Tools. Evil Soul Masters have all sorts of strange and unpredictable abilities. Keep an eye out for the corpses inside the cave."

After warning them, Huo Yuhao led the group into the cave.

But when Spirit Detection truly covered the cave, Huo Yuhao's brow furrowed, and his emotions began to waver.

The cave was a scene straight out of hell.

Five infants' bodies were impaled on a stone spike at the entrance. Confusion still showed on their faces.

Two bandits sat nearby, chatting as they kicked a head on the ground. Its owner hung above them, his body torn to pieces.

Farther inside lay nothing but severed limbs. A middle-aged man was missing half his body; a husband and wife had been strung together; an old man had been bent backward into a U shape.

The bandits inside were still drinking and eating meat. They even tugged now and then at the entrails scattered everywhere.

Huo Yuhao was beside himself with rage. His violent emotions stirred a spiritual storm around him, so tangible it seemed almost solid.

"Yuhao, you must learn to control your emotions. Don't let them cloud your mind."

Electrolux's voice rang out, like a sedative soothing the Spirit Sea in Huo Yuhao's mind.

"Thank you, Elder Electrolux. My spiritual power has grown a little too quickly lately. I still can't fully control some of the power in my divine sense."

Once Huo Yuhao's mind cleared, the storm around him subsided. It was as if nothing had happened.

Outside, Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe had already shielded the other students. Feeling the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power, everyone stared at Huo Yuhao in shock.

Seeing Huo Yuhao calm down, Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe breathed a sigh of relief. They had feared that, in a moment of lost control, he might hurt his own teammates.

Before setting out, Huo Yuhao had tried to prepare himself mentally many times. He had thought the sight would make him sick, but after seeing nearly ten thousand miserable corpses, his first reaction was uncontrollable fury.

Since transmigrating, Huo Yuhao had killed only a few dozen people, all enemies who had included Dai Huabin. How could he bear to look at such a brutal scene?

In this world, where the strong preyed on the weak, Huo Yuhao naturally understood the need to pull out the roots and eradicate the threat. But why slaughter so many people without restraint?

Could someone abandon their humanity and slaughter nearly ten thousand innocent people just to improve their cultivation?

As Huo Yuhao drew closer to the cave, the divine sense and Necromancy together let him hear the anguished wails of countless dead souls.

At the same time, the Eye of Life on his brow slowly opened. Points of light gathered before it, each containing the memories and wishes of a soul from its life.

Huo Yuhao watched the short lives of the dead souls flash past at high speed.

He saw their joys and sorrows, their good fortune and misfortune, their weariness and diligence, and the little happiness they found each day.

He saw their despairing eyes and their helplessness as they witnessed the suffering of their loved ones. He saw how they had been cruelly murdered, and heard their unwilling resentment and roars.

When the final wish of the last soul reached him, the Eye of Life cast a beam of white Light of Purification over the dead.

Under its radiance, the souls gradually changed from black, wreathed in resentment, to white, filled with hope.

A gray-gold Soul Ring slowly appeared behind Huo Yuhao.

But unlike other Soul Rings, it didn't float up. Instead, it hung behind him like a divine ring.

As Huo Yuhao's resolve to avenge them reached the souls, one by one they gathered into the gray-gold Soul Ring behind him, their bodies glowing white.

Without relying on his Two-Word Battle Armor, Huo Yuhao slowly rose into the air and hovered there.

Golden light shone in his eyes once more, but it was different from when Fate Awakening had taken effect.

The color was no longer the slightly noble rose-gold, but a bright gold that glimmered with light.

After absorbing the souls' power, the gray-gold Soul Ring behind him gained a seven-colored halo.

Huo Yuhao looked at the Shrek group, frozen in place, and spoke without a trace of emotion:

"Wait here. If necessary, move away from this place. You can't take part in the battle ahead."

Looking at Huo Yuhao, who seemed like a god, the others instinctively believed him. It felt as though they were speaking with a deity.

Even Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe nodded without thinking, then turned and led the students slowly back.

Once Xuan Zi and the others had left, Huo Yuhao rushed into the cave. Every bandit along the way was reduced to ashes by the seven-colored light swirling around him.

One beam of seven-colored light after another shone from the Eye of Life onto the mutilated bodies, and grave after grave slowly rose from the ground.

By the time the Death Messenger sensed something was wrong, Huo Yuhao was already standing before him.

Seeing Huo Yuhao surrounded by an uncanny aura, the Death Messenger showed fear for the first time. He didn't even have time to use Corpse Explosion before turning to flee.

But Huo Yuhao merely glanced at him, and white-gold flames burst across his body. He collapsed to the ground in an instant.

"This flame contains the fury of everyone you cruelly murdered. Take your time and talk things over with them."

At Huo Yuhao's calm words, the Death Messenger let out a pained wail. His face twisted, and his body suddenly contorted.

"What? God from another world, you don't plan to come out and meet me? I'm about to kill your messenger."

Huo Yuhao continued, as seven-colored light gathered in the Eye of Life and pointed straight at the divine sense inside the Death Messenger.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was serious, the divine sense within could no longer sit still. A black phantom emerged from the Death Messenger's body, its aura radiating immense pressure.

In an instant, this pressure enveloped the entire Mingdou Mountain Range. Every Soul Master in its range was crushed to the ground, unable to stand.

Far away at the military camp, Dai Hao dropped to one knee in shock as he watched the enormous phantom appear over the distant mountains.

The phantom of the God of Death appeared and let out a bizarre laugh.

That strange laughter alone was enough to make Soul Masters below Soul Emperor clutch their heads in agony. The Death Messenger's head exploded on the spot.

"He was nothing but a useless piece of trash. So what if he's dead? Still, I'm a little interested in you. You're only a temporary Third-Level God, yet you dare provoke me?"

Huo Yuhao's expression didn't change. He replied calmly:

"You say that as if you're the real thing. You're nothing but a First-Level God's avatar that snuck across worlds. You're too useless to even use your source laws. Why should I fear you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an enormous phantom appeared behind Huo Yuhao as well. It wore a white-gold robe and held a silver-white staff.

Gripping the silver-white staff transformed from the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, Huo Yuhao murmured softly. A white beam speckled with seven-colored light fell upon the Death Phantom.