Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Gaze of the Abyss!

Watching the excited First Elder, Huo Yuhao hesitated. He did not immediately shake Zhu Lu's hand, afraid that the people from the Duke's Estate were plotting something again.

However, the old steward beside them also noticed the unusual tension between Huo Yuhao and Zhu Lu. Startled, he immediately echoed the First Elder, saying, "Yuhao, shake Xiao Lu's hand."

Hearing Grandpa Steward say the same, Huo Yuhao finally walked over to Zhu Lu. He watched her nod lightly before reaching out and taking her hand.

As their bodies came into contact, the two different streams of Soul Power within them instantly began to collide, even slowly merging together.

Blue and purple light simultaneously rose around them. In their clasped hands, the blue and purple Soul Power intertwined and fused.

"What is this?" Huo Yuhao looked at their joined hands in confusion. Zhu Lu, who knew something of the matter, wore a surprised expression, with a faint, barely detectable joy in her heart.

"You old bastard, you really are sharp!" The old steward solemnly teased the First Elder beside him. The First Elder paid him no mind, his gaze fixed tightly on the two children's clasped hands.

"Quick! Increase your Soul Power output! Let me see your Martial Soul Fusion Skill!" The First Elder urged them repeatedly. He had not expected that even without the Netherworld White Tiger, there would be another Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Faced with the First Elder's excitement, Huo Yuhao did not listen to him. Instead, he turned to the old steward. Only after seeing him nod did the two increase their Soul Power output.

In an instant, Zhu Lu's Martial Soul representing the Netherworld attribute and Yuhao's first Martial Soul, the Spirit Eyes, began to merge behind them. At once, both felt a tremendous improvement in their Soul Power cultivation.

The Small Heavenly Cycle within their bodies also began circulating rapidly, greatly increasing their cultivation speed.

Seeing that the two children were merely holding hands and increasing their Soul Power, the First Elder grew anxious. How could they possibly determine what the two's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was like this?

"Yuhao, Xiao Lu, hug each other and increase your Soul Power output again!" the old steward called out. Although that First Elder was here, he had no choice. It was obvious the old fellow would not leave without seeing what he wanted to see.

"Ah!"

"Mm!"

Huo Yuhao stood frozen in shock. This was a little too much! And Xiao Lu, why were you agreeing so readily?

"What? You don't want to hug me?" Zhu Lu pouted, looking thoroughly unhappy. She had already agreed, yet this blockhead was still so dense!

"No, it's not that. It's just a little... a little..." Huo Yuhao scratched his head awkwardly. His wandering gaze landed on Zhu Lu's little face, and his own face unconsciously reddened.

"Honestly, I'm not even embarrassed!" With that, she ignored Huo Yuhao and directly hugged him.

Feeling the softness in his arms, Huo Yuhao froze. His hands flailed helplessly, unsure whether he should hold her or not. Seeing his flustered state, the old steward smiled helplessly.

"Alright, hurry up. It's just a hug. It's not like anything will happen!" Zhu Lu looked helplessly at her Huo Yuhao. This blockhead was considerate of her feelings, but sometimes he was too considerate. It was not like she was unreasonable.

"Okay, okay!" Having received permission, Huo Yuhao finally wrapped his arms around Zhu Lu. As the two embraced, massive amounts of their Soul Power instantly merged together.

The next second, the phantoms of their Martial Souls behind them slowly fused in the air. The golden Spirit Eyes and purple Netherworld Spirit Cat merged into one.

Crack!

The space behind them shattered. A pair of eyes filled with deathly stillness, devoid of even the slightest trace of life, slowly opened from within the broken space. The moment they opened, they looked at the two before locking onto them.

Instantly!

The old steward's and First Elder's hairs stood on end. A premonition called death enveloped their hearts, and an aura of death spread from those eyes across their field of vision.

The grass in their sight instantly withered, and even the nearby trees shriveled one after another, as though they had reached the threshold of death. The old steward and First Elder, who were being stared at directly, could not move at all.

After lasting only two seconds, the eyes carrying the aura of death closed, the space repaired itself, and the deathly aura covering the area dissipated.

The old steward and First Elder felt the oppressive pressure in their chests vanish as well. They lowered their heads and looked at Huo Yuhao and Zhu Lu, whose Soul Power had been completely exhausted by the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

They unconsciously exchanged a glance. They knew that these two children's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was a terrifying soul skill far stronger than the Netherworld White Tiger. That aura of death was truly unforgettable for a lifetime!

"Old Mo, you did very well. With this soul skill, these two little ones can ascend to the pinnacle of Soul Masters!" The First Elder spoke with heartfelt emotion, his eyes fixed firmly on the two children on the ground.

"Alright, you old fellow, you should go back! This is not a place where you can stay!"

Hearing the old steward's words of dismissal, the First Elder smiled helplessly. After shaking his head, he prepared to leave. Just as he turned to fly back to the Elder Hall—

"Old Mo, I hope you can guide Huo Yuhao and keep him from holding such great hostility toward the Duke's Estate. At the very least... ensure our inheritance!"

The old steward did not respond. He merely looked gently at the two children on the ground. He regarded these two little ones as his own grandson and granddaughter. How could he do as the First Elder said?

Old Mo had always repaid grudges with grudges and kindness with kindness!

"Haah!" The First Elder shook his head, his body slowly rising as he flew toward the Elder Hall. Along the way, he thought that House Dai was about to experience the most terrifying upheaval it had faced in ten thousand years!

Time passed to the next day.

Today, Huo Yuhao carried a pack on his back, and at his waist hung the Soul Tool Huo Yuner had given him when he was young: the White Tiger Dagger!

"Yuhao! Are you really going to do this? That girl Xiao Lu might not let you off!" The old steward looked at the youth before him, who was preparing to leave the Duke's Estate.

Yes, upon closer inspection, that weeping child from years ago had already grown into a young man with the beginnings of sharp features.

"Grandpa Steward, I may have to trouble you to explain things to Xiao Lu. This time, I'm going to Star Dou Forest. I need to gain greater power."

Seeing the blazing fury in the youth's eyes, the old steward gave a soft laugh. He knew that Huo Yuhao's next return would be the day he broke through the gates of the Duke's Estate!

"Then, goodbye, Grandpa Steward! Please give Xiao Lu my regards!" He waved, lifted his foot, and walked toward the distance.

Watching the youth depart, tears unconsciously welled up in the old steward's eyes. He complained, "Brat, making this old man cry right before leaving."

"Have you watched enough?" The old steward's calm voice rang out, and a low figure emerged beside him. Yes, Zhu Lu had actually already guessed Yuhao's plan. She also understood that he wanted to shoulder everything alone.

But now that they had a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, why could he not take her with him?

"Girl, if you want answers, just wait until you become stronger and personally force that brat Yuhao to explain himself!" The old steward chuckled, helplessly trying to comfort Zhu Lu.

"Mm! I understand! I'll definitely teach Yuhao a lesson! Hmph!"

With that, she turned and walked into the house, making the old steward shake his head repeatedly. He muttered, "Sigh! Young people these days!"