With Life Gold to rely on, he could have slowly repaired his divine consciousness and recovered some of his former power.
But more than a decade ago, at Long Wushang's pleading, the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife had passed through several hands before reaching Long Xiaoyao. Later, Long Xiaoyao had given it to Long Wushang as a birthday present.
Without the nourishment of Life Gold, Electrolux's recovery was painfully slow.
Forcing himself to possess Huo Yuhao now consumed what little remained of his divine consciousness with every passing moment.
But he had no choice. From the moment he had attached himself to this boy, everything had been decided.
"Yuhao, give me control of your body."
"No matter how much it hurts, you must not lose consciousness."
Gritting his teeth, Huo Yuhao answered from within his Spiritual Sea. "Elder Yi, I'm counting on you."
"Stay alive first. You can thank me later."
Electrolux controlled Huo Yuhao's hands, raising them as gray-white currents spread outward from his Spirit Eyes.
Emerald markings of the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion began to cover his torso and arms.
His spiritual power compressed inward, becoming the purest form of impact.
Ultimate Ice spread over his flesh, temporarily sealing his wounds and suppressing the dark Soul Power that had invaded his body.
Both powers worked at once, subjecting Huo Yuhao's already fragile meridians to pain that felt as though they were being torn apart.
"Necromantic energy, Ultimate Ice, and the Spirit Eyes."
Long Wushang stepped into the classroom. Shattered bricks beneath his feet were ground to dust by his dark Soul Power, and a trace of gravity flashed in his eyes as he looked at Huo Yuhao.
Electrolux was what worried him most. He had once wanted to snatch Electrolux for himself. After all, this guy was the biggest cheat in Douluo II and a must-have prize. But for various reasons, he had never managed to encounter him.
Since they had never met, the two of them would most likely become enemies. What Long Wushang feared now was that Electrolux might choose mutual destruction and blow himself up. If he did, Long Wushang might not be able to withstand it. He had to be especially cautious.
Huo Yuhao raised his head. There was none of a boy's panic in his gray-white eyes, only the composure and coldness of the Holy Necromancer.
"Young man, your strength is impressive. What a shame you're so arrogant. With that thirst for killing, you'll never amount to anything."
Long Wushang's eyes narrowed, and his right hand once again became a savage black dragon claw.
"Old man, you dare say that while borrowing the body of a four-ring Soul Master? Whether you're all talk or truly capable, we'll find out!"
Before the words had faded, he was in front of Huo Yuhao, his dragon claw sweeping across.
Emerald frost burst beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, and he slid backward close to the floor.
The black dragon claw grazed his shoulder, tearing away a large swath of flesh. Behind him, dark power ripped straight through the wall.
Electrolux raised a hand and pointed at Long Wushang's brow. A gray-white spiritual attack condensed into a beam and drove straight toward his Spiritual Sea.
The Original Sin Demon Puppet appeared behind Long Wushang, and the power of Pride bore down.
The two spiritual forces collided head-on. Blood immediately streamed from Huo Yuhao's eyes, and his consciousness nearly shattered on the spot.
Long Wushang paused for an instant. "You do have a few tricks."
Then he drove his elbow forward, slamming it into Huo Yuhao's abdomen.
Huo Yuhao doubled over and spat blood. His body smashed through the wall on the other side and fell back into the Outer Court plaza.
"Yuhao!"
Wang Dong struggled frantically at the sight.
The wings of her Light Goddess Butterfly severed several strands of Sinful Blue Silver Grass, but more vines immediately took their place, binding her waist and limbs tight.
Tang Ya tightened her fingers, and the devouring power in the dark-gold blades of grass intensified.
The Soul Power in Wang Dong's body began draining rapidly.
"Tang Ya, let me go!"
"Yuhao's going to die!"
Tang Ya glanced at Huo Yuhao, drenched in blood. Her gaze wavered briefly before turning cold again.
"Shut up!"
"You've gone mad!" Wang Dong glared at her.
"He used to call you Teacher Xiao Ya! You were the one who brought him into Shrek Academy. He's been working all this time to revive the Tang Sect!"
"So what?"
Tang Ya suppressed the emotions churning in her chest. More Blue Silver Grass erupted from the ground and pinned Wang Dong firmly in place.
"I already gave you a chance."
Long Wushang walked out through the breach in the school building.
Huo Yuhao braced a hand against the ground and tried to rise again. But the moment he lifted his torso, his broken ribs stabbed into his lungs, and he coughed up more blood.
Electrolux forcibly mobilized his spiritual power and made Huo Yuhao's body roll aside.
The black dragon claw struck immediately after, ripping several furrows into the ground.
Long Wushang kept advancing, his fourth Soul Ring still active.
Every attack went straight for a vital point. He showed no mercy.
Huo Yuhao dodged the dragon claw, then emerald frost surged from his palm in an attempt to freeze Long Wushang's arm.
But the moment Ultimate Ice touched the dark dragon scales, dense dark Soul Power blasted it apart.
"You think an acquired Ultimate Attribute can stand against me?"
Long Wushang caught Huo Yuhao's wrist in a backhand grip and suddenly tightened his fingers.
Bone snapped with a crisp crack. The muscles in Huo Yuhao's face twitched violently. Looking down, he saw that Long Wushang had crushed his right hand completely out of shape.
Electrolux ignored the injury. Abandoning the right arm, he unleashed a full burst of gray-white spiritual power from the Spirit Eyes.
Taking the attack at close range, Long Wushang faltered for a moment.
Huo Yuhao seized the opening and pressed his left hand against Long Wushang's chest.
"Ice Empress's Pincer!"
Emerald frost raced across the dark dragon scales. Thick ice formed over Long Wushang's chest, forcing him half a step back.
Only half a step.
"You're awfully willing to sacrifice someone else's body."
He looked down at the ice on his chest. His dark Soul Power surged, and the ice shattered on the spot.
Huo Yuhao used that instant to retreat, but Long Wushang was already after him again. He swept his leg across, Ultimate Darkness wrapping his shin, and struck Huo Yuhao squarely in the side.
Huo Yuhao flew sideways and tumbled across the plaza, leaving a glaring trail of blood.
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had completely panicked.
"Elder Yi, you can't keep fighting!"
"Yuhao's body can't take much more!"
Electrolux's divine consciousness was growing weaker, but Long Wushang gave them no chance to catch their breath.
He crossed more than ten meters in a single stride and brought his dragon claw down toward Huo Yuhao's head.
At that moment, a stray Soul Cannon shell fell from above and exploded between them.
Flames and shock waves tore up the ground, while flying bricks obscured the view.
The blast hurled Huo Yuhao away, just far enough to evade the dragon claw.
Long Wushang swept away the smoke and dust, his eyes growing colder.
"Your luck really is something."
He gave chase again. Just as Huo Yuhao climbed to his feet, a half-collapsed school building nearby suddenly gave way.
A massive section of wall fell between them, blocking Long Wushang's attack once more.
By the time Long Wushang blasted the wall to powder, Huo Yuhao had fled dozens of meters.
Once could be a coincidence. Twice could be a coincidence too.
But after that, an accident occurred every time Long Wushang was about to end the fight.
Sometimes another Soul Master's attack went astray and happened to interfere with him. Other times, a soul-tool formation beneath his feet suddenly exploded, buying Huo Yuhao time to escape.
Once, Long Wushang's dragon claw had already closed around Huo Yuhao's throat when an Evil Soul Master affected by the power of Original Sin suddenly charged in, trying to snatch the Storage Soul Tool from Huo Yuhao.
Long Wushang smashed the Evil Soul Master to pieces.
But Huo Yuhao took the chance to unleash a spiritual attack and wrench free of the dragon claw, his wrist broken.
"So this is the plane's will playing favorites?"
Long Wushang watched Huo Yuhao escape again. The killing intent in his eyes did not fade; it only grew stronger.
"Let's see how many times it can save you today."
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