You Guys, Don't Act Rashly!

Seeing that they couldn't defeat Huo Yuhao through attrition, the two Blood Evil Clan members exchanged a glance, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in their eyes.

One of them suddenly slowed its attack, its massive body slightly retracting as viscous blood-red light compressed wildly within it. The other, however, went berserk, launching a furious barrage of attacks, focusing on entanglement and control to buy time for its companion!

A cold glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. He slightly channeled a wisp of his Heart Force into his blade, and the soaring blade light forced the frenzied Black Claw Blood Evil Clan back a short distance.

In that very instant!

"Die!" The towering Blood Evil Clan had been gathering its strength for a long time, let out a ferocious roar!

A gigantic blood hand, blotting out the sky and formed from viscous blood and eerie runes, suddenly tore through space, grabbing Huo Yuhao, who had just repelled his companions, with a power that could imprison everything! The blood hand clenched tightly!

BOOM!!!

A dull thud! Something seemed to be crushed to pieces in the bloody hand!

"Hahaha! You fools who don't know what's good for you!" The Blood Evil Clan member who launched the attack laughed wildly, his voice filled with cruel pleasure.

However, Huo Yuhao's calm, emotionless voice echoed behind it like Gui Mei: "Killing your own comrades—does that make you so happy?"

The maniacal laughter abruptly stopped! The sneer on the Blood Evil Clan member's face froze instantly, his pupils shrinking to a tiny dot in extreme horror!

Huo Yuhao's figure appeared not far behind it at some point. And what was being crushed in that huge bloody hand was none other than its companion, who had just been forced back and hadn't even had time to react!

The real Huo Yuhao, the instant the bloody hand touched his body, used his exquisite control over spatial power to instantly switch places with that unfortunate member of the Blood Evil Clan!

"I really miss—Third Senior Brother's Xuanming Substitution." A cold smile curled at the corner of Huo Yuhao's lips.

Before he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes! The hastily constructed core of his Dou Qi qi black hole in his chest was ignited without hesitation! The violent spatial power, mixed with all the power of the Nine Li Ice Flame, was poured into the Ice Flame Longsword in his hand!

Buzz--!

The longsword let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, its blade instantly becoming ethereal and transparent! In the next instant, it disregarded the barriers of space and transcended the limitations of distance, appearing directly inside the body of the last remaining member of the Blood Evil Clan!

Boom--!!!

It was as if a bomb had been detonated inside its body! The burning black hole of Dou Qi qi erupted with a deafening roar! The terrifying extreme cold instantly froze all its life force, and the violent space and Heavenly Flames power pulverized its internal structure, along with its hidden core, into nothingness!

"You—how—can—" The Blood Evil Clan member stared wide-eyed, his massive body seemingly drained of all its strength, filled with endless horror and bewilderment, before collapsing with a thud, utterly lifeless.

Huo Yuhao didn't look at it again. He raised his hand and forcibly pulled the two twisted and struggling blood-red souls from the two corpses. With a flash, he took the two souls back to the core area of the Undead Legion.

Under the silent gaze of countless remnant souls, Huo Yuhao tossed the two Blood Evil Clan souls into the horde of the dead as if they were trash.

Consider this... collecting some interest for you first.

After a brief silence!

Boom!

The deep-seated hatred, accumulated over countless years, erupted like a volcano! Countless souls let out silent screams and frantically rushed towards the two blood-red souls that were trying to struggle and escape!

Instead of tearing them apart instantly, they acted like the most ruthless executioners, using their teeth and claws to slowly rip, gnaw, and wear down the two souls.

The two Blood Evil Clan souls, torn apart by countless dead souls, let out silent wails, their soul light dimming and dissipating at a visible speed—a long and cruel process of slow slicing.

After the battle, Xue Protector finally tore through space to arrive and provide support.

"Master, I'm here—where is the enemy?"

"Heh! Your race is turtles, isn't it?" the Guardian Mirror scoffed. "Your leader has already killed all the enemies!"

Xue Protector's face immediately lit up with admiration. "Master is invincible!"

"Tch! Sycophant!" The Guardian Mirror ignored him, turned to face Huo Yuhao, and flashed an excited expression on its face, saying with some excitement, "With your current strength, let's just eradicate all the Extraterritorial Evil Clan in this godforsaken place! It'll be perfect for avenging the will of the plane!"

Huo Yuhao's gaze swept over the souls still being slowly tortured below, and he sighed softly, "Before the will of this plane dissipated, it told me that the strongest Blood Evil Clan in this world was a wounded Demon General. The others had already left after squeezing out all the value from this plane."

"A Demon General?!" The excited expression on the Mirror of Guardian Mirror froze abruptly, and the voice instantly rose, filled with horror. "That's the backbone of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan! They're not comparable to those puppet beasts or those two small fry!"

Even the weakest demon general is still at the Earthly Sovereign level!

"Yes!" Huo Yuhao exhaled a breath of stale air, his voice slightly unwilling. "I'm no match for it!"

The Guardian Mirror immediately flew to Huo Yuhao's head, and silver light condensed into a hand that forcefully grabbed Huo Yuhao's hair. "Then why did you agree to revenge? The other side might have already noticed the commotion here! Quick! Let's run!"

"Indeed—" Huo Yuhao looked around this desolate plane. He could clearly sense that the already very thin energy in this world was dissipating at a very slow rate.

It's likely that this plane will be completely destroyed in about two years.

"----It's time to go!"

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao say that they were unable to fight the Blood Demon General and could only leave, the souls of the dead experienced a violent fluctuation, their anxiety and pleading clearly evident.

However, they calmed down after a short while. A beastman with a lion's face and a human body stepped forward.

"Thank you for your help! It allows us to—" He gazed intently at the sky, his voice filled with gratitude, devoid of any negativity. "To see our world again!"

Please grant me my last wish!

He bowed deeply, and his soul ignited instantly. Under the burning of the pale golden soul flame, a wisp of not weak Soul Power came towards Huo Yuhao, wanting to merge into Huo Yuhao's soul.

"This is the heritage of my people; please help me to recreate it in another world!"

He was sacrificing his last strength, giving all the knowledge he had accumulated and his final power to Huo Yuhao!

Almost simultaneously, all the dead souls ignited their spirits, and countless golden rays flew towards Huo Yuhao.

"Please restore our legacy!"