"Help... Me..."
The Guardian's Sphere flew back to Huo Yuhao's head. "When we reach the Great Thousand World, with your monstrous Soul Control abilities, you can further enhance your cultivation—"
"Tsk tsk, maybe I'll soon become a battle formation master with ten million runes! That's a terrifying power comparable to a Heavenly Sovereign!" It seemed to already see itself standing on the head of a battle formation master with ten million runes.
"As expected of me! You have a keen eye!" The Guardian Mirror felt that the more brilliant Huo Yuhao's future was, the more it proved how wise it was to have chosen Huo Yuhao as its master.
It had clearly forgotten that it had unexpectedly become Huo Yuhao's master because Huo Yuhao helped it repair its consciousness.
Huo Yuhao simply hummed in response, his attention already elsewhere.
His Spiritual Clone gracefully landed in front of a relatively intact giant beast head, pressing his hands down. His immense spiritual power, like an invisible palm, pierced fiercely into the massive corpse!
A moment later, he forcibly extracted a ball of soul light filled with a violent aura!
This enormous ball of light, despite being restrained by Huo Yuhao's powerful mental strength, still struggled and roared frantically, emitting a chilling shriek!
"Hey kid, do you even know what a Celestial Supreme is?" The Guardian Mirror was still trying to explain, "With the power of a Celestial Supreme, some weak lower planes could be wiped out with a wave of their hand!"
"Oh? The Battle Qi Continent is also an option?" Huo Yuhao asked casually.
"Well, your plane is a bit stronger, but destroying half a continent is still quite easy." The Guardian Mirror hesitated for a moment.
Huo Yuhao ignored it. While converting the scattered bone dust and flesh remnants on the battlefield back into new skeleton soldiers and abominations, he devoted all his attention to studying the soul of the behemoth before him.
Meanwhile, in the center of this Dead Silent Plane, in an area shrouded in crimson energy, stands a vast city stained a dark red.
A nauseating, sweet, and fishy stench filled the air. In the heart of the city, a colossal pool of blood, as large as an ocean, churned and gushed.
Countless tormented and twisted souls languish within it, constantly torn apart and dissolved by the power of the blood pool. The energy of blood and death intertwine wildly within it.
At the edge of the blood pool, the scene was even more horrifying. Countless humans and other intelligent beings stood naked, like walking corpses. Their chests had been cruelly ripped open, and gushing blood was flowing continuously into the central blood pool.
These people had empty, numb eyes, and their bodies were sickly pale from continuous blood loss, yet strangely, they did not collapse.
All around, countless scarlet stone pillars, engraved with runes, stood tall. These runes emitted an eerie red light, forming a vast energy network that enveloped these "blood slaves."
It was this force that forcibly kept them alive until their last breath, allowing them to survive in such dire circumstances.
Beside the blood pool, two figures emanating from dense, crimson demonic forms were conversing.
"Someone's coming—in the edge area." One of the demonic figures' voices was like dripping blood, hoarse and cold.
"People from the Great Thousand World?" another demonic figure asked, waving its hand to pull hundreds of humans from the "blood slaves" and swallow them whole.
"I don't know—the energy fluctuations are strange." The first demonic figure's blood-red eyes looked in the direction where Huo Yuhao was.
"Let's go take a look. In case it's someone from the Great Thousand World, we can inform the adults to make preparations in advance!" The second demonic figure made the decision.
The two blood-red figures instantly merged into the air and disappeared.
The Guardian Mirror's exclamation interrupted Huo Yuhao's research, "Found it! Found it! I've found the coordinates of another stable plane! We can leave this hellhole!"
A glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. "Alright, let me handle this a bit more, then I'll prepare to leave."
With a thought, Huo Yuhao instantly dissipated his Spiritual Clone in all directions except for the Undead Legion that had just engaged in battle. The undead armies in those areas were buried on the spot, awaiting Huo Yuhao's summons in the future.
"Hey! What are you going to do with this army of undead you've worked so hard to build?" The Guardian Mirror looked at the giant beast's corpse, the ever-expanding Spirit Tower, and the busy undead.
Huo Yuhao looked at the sizable undead territory he had single-handedly created, and pondered for a moment, "We don't need to hide it; we can leave it here and let it develop on its own. We can also cause some trouble for the Blood Evil Clan in this plane."
"You're really willing to go to such lengths! But without your command, they won't be a problem, will they?" the Guardian Mirror said.
"Don't worry, I have a way." Huo Yuhao smiled slightly.
During this time, Huo Yuhao finally fully analyzed the soul of the Blood Evil Clan Beast.
"No wonder it can control such a massive body—" Huo Yuhao's voice instantly turned icy cold. "The Soul Core of each behemoth is formed by forcibly erasing the consciousness of thousands of different creatures' souls and then combining them using secret techniques!"
A surge of anger rose in Huo Yuhao's heart. He slowly uttered a sacred incantation, while his hands rapidly formed a series of profound and complex hand seals.
The seedling of Heart Force deep within his heart swayed gently, and wisps of Heart Force flowed out, merging into his fingertips.
[Purification Light - Wraith Resurrection]!
A dazzling golden light, like the dawn sun, suddenly burst forth from his hand. This light was exceptionally warm and slowly merged into the massive aggregate of souls!
A miracle has happened!
The frantically struggling and roaring beast's soul instantly ceased its agitation under the golden light.
A moment later, the enormous ball of soul light disintegrated silently, like shattered glass!
Countless souls, though somewhat broken, were still independent and intact, floating in the air! They were of various shapes and sizes, and could be vaguely identified as humans, elves, orcs—and some magical beasts.
However, as soon as these souls awoke and saw each other clearly, their deep-seated hatred instantly overwhelmed the clarity they had just gained!
"Traitor!"
"Damn beast!"
Kill them!
Countless souls let out angry shrieks, as if they had found an outlet, and frantically rushed towards those individuals in the horde of souls who exuded a special evil aura! These were the souls who had voluntarily surrendered to the Blood Evil Clan in order to survive, and even assisted in capturing their fellow souls!
Huo Yuhao didn't intervene, but merely watched indifferently. He let the souls of those traitors, torn apart by the fury of countless compatriots, vanish like fragile soap bubbles, without even a scream.
When the flames of vengeance subsided, the remaining souls quieted down. The violent aura emanating from them dissipated considerably.
They all turned towards Huo Yuhao, their soul lights flickering slightly, bowing like the most devout believers, conveying their immense gratitude.
Right now!
Buzz----
A faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation of will, like a candle flickering in the wind, quietly connected with Huo Yuhao Huo Yuhao's Soul Core the instant all the departed souls spontaneously bowed to him. The fluctuation was so weak that it seemed about to be extinguished completely at any moment.
"Help me----"