Vengeance at Last

God Realm: "Hahahaha, I did it, I did it! Not only has the Clear Sky Hammer become a Transcendent Divine Artifact, but I've also gradually gained control of that plane consciousness. Now, I can freely manipulate the fate of everyone. There's no need to keep that child of fate anymore. I'll transfer his fate to Dong'er. By then, Dong'er will not only have the Butterfly God's godhood, but also the Angel Godhood, along with the fate of the entire Douluo Continent. Then, the whole Douluo Continent will become my Tang family's domain! Hahaha! Now, I'll use the power of the plane consciousness to find out where that child of fate is!"

Star Luo Empire: Huo Yuhao said, "Dai Huabin, wait for my return."

"Why are you shoving? Get the hell out of my way!"

Hearing this, the passersby hurriedly dodged to either side. He swaggered down the center of the road, utterly unconcerned by his empty sleeve swinging at his side. When the edge of a fruit basket brushed his hem, he kicked it over, sending fruit rolling everywhere.

The vendor dropped to his knees in fright. "Please forgive me, young master! I'll move it right away, right away!"

"Forgive you? Too late!" He ground the fruit beneath his foot, pulp splattering across the stone pavement. "If you're blind, don't set up a stall outside. Block my way again, and I'll smash your lousy stall along with you!"

The vendor scrambled to gather his things. He did not even spare him a glance before roaring at a servant nearby who had been too slow to move aside, "What are you staring at? Keep looking, and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

The servant lowered his head even further. Only then did he snort coldly and swagger onward, while no one around him dared so much as breathe loudly.

This arrogant youth was none other than Dai Huabin, who had just returned from Shrek Academy.

In the study of a side courtyard at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, the charcoal fire burned brightly. Dai Huabin leaned back in his chair, his empty left sleeve draped over the armrest, and said in a low voice to Lady Liu, "Mother, I came back for one important matter: find Huo Yuhao, kill him, and avenge the arm he took from me."

Lady Liu frowned and advised, "Bin'er, don't be too hasty. Investigate slowly. We'll find him eventually."

Dai Huabin clenched his fist until his knuckles turned pale. "Hasty? He crippled one of my arms. I can't wait even one day!"

The moment he finished speaking, the temperature in the study suddenly dropped. Huo Yuhao's figure appeared in the room without warning.

Dai Huabin slammed a hand on the table and shot to his feet, his empty sleeve swaying violently as malice filled his eyes. "Huo Yuhao? You dare break into my White Tiger Duke's Mansion!"

Lady Liu's face went pale with fright. She hurriedly shifted aside, unable to utter a single word.

Huo Yuhao's expression was exceedingly calm as he looked at him. "You wanted to find me. I'm here."

Dai Huabin laughed in extreme fury and pointed at him as he cursed, "You suicidal bastard! You came right to my door. Perfect. Today, I'll make sure you die here!"

He was about to call for someone when Huo Yuhao raised a hand. Five gleaming white rings abruptly appeared around him and slowly rotated.

Dai Huabin paused, then sneered at the white rings. "Huo Yuhao, what kind of trick are you playing? Putting on a show with a few white rings? Who are you trying to fool?"

The instant his words fell, the five white-lit rings wrapped in golden radiance flared brilliantly. A heavy pressure immediately made the tables and chairs in the study tremble. Dai Huabin felt a tightness in his chest and involuntarily stepped back half a pace.

Still refusing to yield, he shouted, "What other trick are you playing? All flash and no substance. What can it do?"

Huo Yuhao did not respond. Three more sets of rings lit up around him: the Ice Empress's five crimson rings, the Snow Empress's five crimson rings, and the Ice Bear King's five crimson rings. The soul rings of five Martial Souls layered around him, red, gold, and white dazzling the eye. The surging pressure bore down so heavily on Dai Huabin that he could barely breathe, let alone stand steadily.

Dai Huabin's face flushed red, but he still forced himself to shout, "You... you only know these underhanded tricks! If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"

Dai Huabin's eyes turned bloodshot, the veins on his remaining right arm bulging. The White Tiger Martial Soul instantly possessed him, dark golden patterns spreading over his body as five soul rings rose around him—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black. The clearly colored rings surged with his furious roar, their pressure crashing forward. "White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!" he bellowed through gritted teeth. A dark golden energy wave as thick as a bowl formed in his palm, carrying a gale that tore through the air as it blasted straight at Huo Yuhao's face. The powerful impact made the study's candle flames flicker violently, and fine cracks even spread through the seams of the tables and chairs.

Just as Dai Huabin's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave shot out, a dark purple undead magic circle suddenly appeared beneath Huo Yuhao's feet. Two figures wrapped in black mist crawled out of it—two undead mages clad in tattered robes, their withered fingers grayish-green. The moment they appeared, they began chanting. At the same time, a skeletal soldier covered in jagged bones abruptly blocked Huo Yuhao. The dark golden energy wave slammed heavily into its chest. With a crisp clang, the skeletal soldier's bones remained completely unharmed, while the energy wave instantly dispersed.

"What the hell are those things?!" Dai Huabin was both shocked and enraged. Just as he was about to activate his second soul skill, the two undead mages had already raised their hands and fired two gray-black chains. They accurately wrapped around his remaining right arm and ankle. Undead power burrowed into his body through his skin, making him go numb as his soul skill was abruptly interrupted. Lady Liu screamed and tried to flee, but another chain had already wrapped around her waist, pinning her firmly in place.

Dai Huabin struggled with all his might, veins bulging. "Huo Yuhao! You dare trap me with demonic magic! The White Tiger Duke's Mansion will never let you go!"

Huo Yuhao's expression did not change. With a wave of his hand, the undead magic circle beneath him rapidly expanded. Countless skeletal soldiers and zombies poured out of it without end. Some wielded bone blades, while others carried bone shields. The black mass of undead instantly filled the study before pouring through the doors and windows toward every corner of the manor.

"Destroy this place," Huo Yuhao said flatly. The undead army immediately howled and charged toward the manor guards. Blood spattered as bone blades slashed down. Screams, clashing weapons, and the thunderous collapse of buildings intertwined as the luxurious courtyard of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion became an inferno ravaged by the undead in an instant.

Huo Yuhao looked down at Dai Huabin, who was bound so tightly by the chains that he could not move. His tone was calm, yet carried bone-deep coldness. "Where is my mother's grave?"

Suppressed by the undead power, Dai Huabin was wracked by pain, yet he still bared his teeth in a savage grin, his eyes full of malice. "A grave? Hahaha! That bitch mother of yours had her grave destroyed long ago! Even her bones were dragged off and gnawed clean by wild dogs. Not even a scrap remained!"

Lady Liu trembled all over in terror but did not dare make a sound. She merely stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, her eyes full of pleading.

The last trace of warmth vanished from Huo Yuhao's eyes. With a wave of his hand, the undead chains binding the two suddenly tightened, dragging them straight out of the study and suspending them above the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. With a flick of his finger, the undead army wreaking havoc below instantly turned into black mist and withdrew entirely into his Undead Demi-Plane.

Immediately afterward, a dim light glowed in Huo Yuhao's palm. Two Level-Nine Fixed-Installation Soul Cannons, pitch-black and covered in savage patterns, appeared out of thin air, their muzzles aimed at the duke's mansion below. He controlled the chains and viciously dragged Dai Huabin and Lady Liu back into the central courtyard. Like iron pincers, the chains nailed them to the ground. A dark purple barrier appeared around them, firmly imprisoning them where they lay.

"What are you going to do?! Huo Yuhao, you wouldn't dare!" Dai Huabin struggled frantically, but he could not move at all. At last, terror filled his eyes.

Huo Yuhao did not answer. He merely raised his hand coldly toward the Soul Cannons. Two dazzling energy beams erupted, carrying world-destroying force as they blasted from the cannon muzzles and struck the core area of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion with perfect accuracy.

The explosion was deafening. Flames soared into the sky as a massive shockwave swept outward. Luxurious courtyards and towering pavilions instantly collapsed and shattered. Bricks and rubble flew everywhere, while smoke and dust filled the air. Dai Huabin and Lady Liu's screams were drowned out by the explosions as they, along with the manor, were reduced to scorched earth. Huo Yuhao hovered in the air, watching the destruction with cold eyes and not the slightest ripple of emotion.

Before the roar of the two Level-Nine Fixed-Installation Soul Cannons had faded, several vast surges of soul power had already risen above Star Luo City, pressing down like storm clouds. Seven figures stepped through the air amid the smoke and dust, their soul rings shining brilliantly. The pressure of Title Douluo intertwined, turning even the air solid as iron.

"You brazen criminal! You dare destroy the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in Star Luo City!" Xuanji Douluo spoke first. Her Rank 94 defensive soul power formed a pale golden barrier in front of the crumbling ruins, while her Martial Soul, the Xuanji Shield, floated before her. Five black-red soul rings surged around her.

Following close behind, Medicine Immortal Douluo Wang Xian'er stood in white robes as pure as snow. Her Rank 96 healing soul power carried a holy yet sharp aura. Her gaze swept over the scorched ground as she said coldly, "Do you think there is no one in Star Luo who can stop such slaughter?" Her soul rings had darkened, showing that she was truly enraged.

Starshatter Douluo Gan Xing stood tall, his Rank 97 assault-type soul power condensing into specks of starlight that seemed ready to tear through space at any moment. He shouted heavily, "Leave your life behind, and we may still preserve your corpse intact!" Azure Luan Douluo Ye Yu wore a green robe. As the eldest among them, he said nothing. His Rank 97 soul power was restrained like the deep sea, yet it caused the surrounding space to distort faintly. A single glance from him was enough to make ordinary Soul Masters tremble in fear.

Mighty Force Douluo Cheng Gang possessed the Thousand Jun Ant Emperor Martial Soul. His muscles swelled all over, and his Rank 91 soul power shook fine cracks into the ground as he charged straight at Huo Yuhao with an angry roar. "Brat, hand over your life!" Heavenfiend Douluo Huang Jinxu was surrounded by gray-black mist. His Rank 92 control-type soul power quietly spread, attempting to seal off Huo Yuhao's escape route. He sneered, "You dared invade the heart of Star Luo. Let's see where you can run!"

Nebula Douluo Man Yi unleashed her Martial Soul, the Nebula Sparrow. Its wings shimmered with flowing light as her Rank 93 assault-type soul power transformed into several star blades aimed directly at Huo Yuhao's vital points. "Surrender, or be ground to dust. Choose one!"

The seven Title Douluo closed in from all sides, their soul power pressure stacking atop Huo Yuhao and making even his breathing sluggish. The White Tiger Duke's Mansion below had become scorched earth, with not even the bones of Dai Huabin and his mother remaining. Every one of the seven experts before him possessed world-destroying strength, especially the two Super Douluo, Starshatter and Azure Luan. Their auras were so terrifying that even his undead power stirred uneasily.

Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted. The calmness he had shown while destroying the manor shattered, and for the first time, an intense sense of danger rose within him. He knew clearly that with his current strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to fight seven Title Douluo at once. Even with an undead army and Soul Cannons, he would only be crushed in an instant.

As his thoughts raced, the urge to flee took root and sprouted like a seed—he had to leave immediately, or he would undoubtedly die here today!