The Favor of the World's Will! Absolute Battlefield Domination!

If he had Life Gold to rely on, he could slowly repair his divine consciousness and recover part of his former strength.

But more than a decade ago, the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife had passed through several hands at Long Wushang's earnest request before ending up with Long Xiaoyao. Later, Long Xiaoyao had given it to Long Wushang as a birthday gift.

Without the nourishment of Life Gold, Electrolux's recovery was exceedingly slow.

Forcing a possession now meant that every additional moment he maintained it consumed what little remained of his divine consciousness source.

But he had no choice. From the moment he attached himself to this little fellow, everything had already been destined.

"Yuhao, give me your body."

"No matter how much it hurts next, do not lose consciousness."

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and replied within his sea of spirit, "Elder Yi, I leave it to you."

"Live first, then thank me."

Electrolux controlled Huo Yuhao and raised both hands. Grayish-white currents spread outward from his Spirit Eyes.

The emerald patterns of the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion began to spread across his torso and arms as well.

His spiritual power was compressed in reverse, transforming into the purest form of impact.

Ultimate Ice covered his flesh, temporarily sealing his wounds while suppressing the dark soul power that had invaded his body.

With both powers operating at once, Huo Yuhao's already fragile meridians endured tearing agony.

"Necromantic aura, Ultimate Ice, and Spirit Eyes."

Long Wushang stepped into the classroom. The shattered bricks beneath his feet were crushed into powder by dark soul power. As he looked at Huo Yuhao before him, a trace of gravity flashed through his eyes.

What he feared most was Electrolux. Back then, he had also wanted to poach Electrolux. After all, this guy was the biggest cheat in Soul Land II and an absolute must-have. Yet for various reasons, he had ultimately never encountered him.

Since they had not met, there was a high chance they were destined to become enemies. What Long Wushang feared now was Electrolux trying to take him down with him by self-destructing. If he truly detonated himself, Long Wushang might not be able to withstand it. He had to be especially cautious about this.

Huo Yuhao raised his head. There was none of a boy's panic in those grayish-white eyes, only the composure and indifference unique to the Necromantic Holy Mage God.

"Young man, your strength is not bad. Unfortunately, your temperament is too arrogant, and you are bloodthirsty by nature. You will never accomplish anything."

Long Wushang's eyes narrowed, and his right hand transformed into a pitch-black, vicious dragon claw once more.

"Old man, you dare say that to me while relying on the body of a four-ring Soul Master? Whether you're just spouting nonsense or truly capable, we'll find out soon enough!"

As soon as he spoke, he was already in front of Huo Yuhao, his dragon claw sweeping sideways.

Emerald frost erupted beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, and his body slid backward along the ground.

The black dragon claw grazed his shoulder, tearing away a large chunk of flesh. The wall behind him was ripped apart by dark power.

Electrolux raised a hand and pointed at Long Wushang's brow. A grayish-white spiritual blast condensed into a beam and struck directly at his sea of spirit.

Long Wushang's Original Sin Demon Puppet emerged behind him, and the authority of arrogance descended with a crash.

The two spiritual forces collided head-on. Blood immediately flowed from Huo Yuhao's eyes, and the consciousness within his mind nearly collapsed on the spot.

Long Wushang paused for an instant as well. "You do have some skill."

Then, his elbow drove forward and slammed viciously into Huo Yuhao's abdomen.

Huo Yuhao's body bent over as blood sprayed from his mouth. He smashed through the wall on the other side and fell directly back into the Outer Court plaza.

"Yuhao!"

Wang Dong watched this scene and began struggling frantically.

The Bright Goddess Butterfly's wings severed several stalks of Sinful Blue Silver Grass in succession, but more vines immediately replaced them, tightly binding his waist, abdomen, and limbs.

Tang Ya clenched her five fingers, and the devouring power within the dark-gold blades of grass intensified.

The soul power within Wang Dong's body began draining away rapidly.

"Tang Ya, let me go!"

"Yuhao will die!"

Tang Ya glanced at Huo Yuhao, who was covered in blood. Her eyes flickered briefly before returning to cold indifference.

"Shut up!"

"You've gone crazy!" Wang Dong glared at her furiously.

"He used to call you Teacher Xiaoya! You were the one who brought him into Shrek Academy, and he has always worked hard to revive the Tang Sect!"

"So what?"

Tang Ya suppressed the surging emotions in her heart. More Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground and pinned Wang Dong down firmly.

"I already gave you all a chance."

Long Wushang emerged from the breach in the teaching building.

Huo Yuhao braced himself against the ground and tried to stand again, but the instant he raised his upper body, the broken bones in his chest stabbed into his lungs, making him cough up blood once more.

Electrolux forcibly mobilized his spiritual power and controlled his body to roll sideways.

The black dragon claw descended right after him, tearing several gashes into the ground.

Long Wushang did not stop advancing, his fourth soul ring still maintained in its active state.

Every one of his attacks targeted vital points without mercy.

Huo Yuhao dodged the dragon claw, and emerald frost surged from his palm, attempting to freeze Long Wushang's arm.

However, the instant Ultimate Ice touched the dark dragon scales, it was forcibly scattered by dense dark soul power.

"You think acquired ultimate attributes can contend with me?"

Long Wushang grabbed Huo Yuhao's wrist with his backhand and abruptly clenched his fingers.

A crisp crack of breaking bones rang out. The muscles on Huo Yuhao's face twitched violently. When he looked down, his right hand had already been completely deformed by the other's grip.

Electrolux ignored the injury to the right hand and directly abandoned the arm. Grayish-white spiritual power erupted in full force from the Spirit Eyes.

Long Wushang took the blast at close range, and his movements halted briefly.

Seizing the chance, Huo Yuhao pressed his left hand against Long Wushang's chest.

"Ice Empress's Pincer!"

Emerald frost rapidly spread across the dark dragon scales. Thick ice formed over Long Wushang's chest, forcing him half a step back.

Only half a step.

"Fighting with someone else's body—you really are willing to sacrifice it."

He looked down at the ice over his chest. Dark soul power suddenly surged, shattering the ice on the spot.

Huo Yuhao swiftly retreated using that brief window, but Long Wushang had already caught up again. He swung his leg in a sweep, ultimate darkness enveloping his calf as it struck Huo Yuhao in the side of the waist.

Huo Yuhao flew sideways, his body rolling repeatedly across the plaza and leaving behind glaring streaks of blood.

Skydream Iceworm had completely panicked by now.

"Elder Yi, we can't keep fighting!"

"Yuhao's body can't hold on much longer!"

Electrolux's divine consciousness was also growing weaker and weaker, but Long Wushang gave them no chance to catch their breath.

He crossed more than ten meters in one step, his dragon claw descending toward Huo Yuhao's head.

At that moment, an out-of-control soul cannon shell fell from the sky and exploded between them.

Flames and shockwaves tore up the ground, while shattered bricks filled the air and blocked their vision.

Huo Yuhao was blasted away by the aftershock, narrowly avoiding the dragon claw.

Long Wushang dispersed the smoke and dust, his gaze turning colder.

"Your luck really is rather good."

He chased after Huo Yuhao again. Just as Huo Yuhao climbed to his feet, the half-collapsed teaching building nearby suddenly gave way.

A massive section of wall lay between them, once again blocking Long Wushang's route of attack.

By the time Long Wushang struck and blasted the surrounding walls into powder, Huo Yuhao had already escaped dozens of meters away.

Once was a coincidence. Twice was a coincidence too.

But after that, whenever Long Wushang was about to end the battle, something unexpected would happen.

Sometimes, another Soul Master's attack was knocked off course and happened to interfere with Long Wushang. Other times, the soul tool formation beneath his feet suddenly exploded, buying Huo Yuhao time to flee for his life.

There was even one time when Huo Yuhao had already been caught by the throat in the dragon claw, yet an evil Soul Master affected by the authority of original sin suddenly rushed over, trying to seize the storage soul tool on Huo Yuhao's body.

Long Wushang directly slapped that evil Soul Master into pieces.

But Huo Yuhao also used the opportunity to unleash a spiritual blast and wrench himself free from the dragon claw with his broken wrist.

"Is this the favor of the plane's will?"

Long Wushang watched Huo Yuhao escape once more. The killing intent in his eyes did not diminish—it only grew thicker.

"I'd like to see how many times it can save you today."