Soul Land: Reborn as Huo Yuhao, Surrounded by Transmigrators
Chapter 44

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On one side were countless terrifying undead creatures; on the other, a bloody, brutal feast of cannibalism. The merchants and travelers in the cages had no idea which side they should fear more.

Though the young girl surrounded by undead creatures was rather pretty.

"Hmph! What is this? You dare cause trouble in Death's Hand and interrupt your Sixth Master's meal? You're courting death!" The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King drank wine as he threw a punch, sending a six-armed humanoid phantom flying toward Huo Yuhao atop the dragon carriage.

"Boring."

The delicate-looking girl merely pointed a finger, and a beam of golden light shot forth. It not only shattered the humanoid phantom, but continued toward the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King.

The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King was startled and raised his arm to block. The table was smashed to pieces, and he himself was sent flying.

"You!" The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King roared, his mind still somewhat dazed. That attack had carried a spiritual assault, and he had yet to recover when Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er had already broken through their Soul Power bottlenecks before reaching Xiso City, absorbed their soul rings, and advanced to become Soul Elders. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill had only grown more terrifying now; even an evil Soul King had suffered at its hands...

The Deathbringer raised a hand, stopping the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King from lashing out.

"Hehehehe, since we're all evil soul masters, there's naturally no need for hostility."

The Deathbringer had initially been displeased to see these undead creatures storm in. Someone had actually come to his territory to set up a scene. But when he saw the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King suffer such a heavy loss, he immediately backed down.

When the Human-Skin Drum Soul King saw the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King suffer, he had originally decided not to test them himself. But at the Deathbringer's words, he sneered inwardly while putting on an indignant expression.

"You ignorant little brat, you barged in here and even injured Sixth Master. Where does that leave Lord Deathbringer's and Sixth Master's dignity?"

He summoned his martial soul—a drum. With a light tap, the human skins hanging from it began to dance, swooping down to kill "Huo Yuhao."

These human skins were rather troublesome. In the original story, they had seemed like mere decorations. This Soul King had probably been killed ahead of time, which was why they had never caused trouble for Shrek's people.

"Huo Yuhao" tossed out countless balls of light, which exploded in midair and blocked the masses of dancing human skins.

The Deathbringer snorted coldly. He saw through the Human-Skin Drum Soul King's intentions, but it was inconvenient for him to act up. He merely remembered it, intending to settle the score later.

Unfortunately, there would be no later.

"You..."

The Deathbringer had just begun to speak when his expression suddenly changed. His face twisted with rage as he roared.

"Someone is stealing my corpse slaves! Capture him!"

The Deathbringer was both frantic and furious. Someone was actually snatching his twelve corpse slaves—nearly more than half his combat strength. How could he possibly tolerate having them stolen?

At the same time, "Huo Yuhao" sneered. Countless illusory Dragon Butterfly Wings emerged behind her, shielding her body. Illusion turned to reality, and countless eyes opened upon those wings. They looked strange and terrifying, yet carried an air of divinity.

Every eye on the Dragon Butterfly Wings fired a beam of golden light at all the Death's Hand soul masters present. Those struck by the golden light turned entirely gold, their martial souls sealed.

The undead creatures also began slaughtering the sealed low-level soul masters. For a time, the hall became a living hell.

"Spare me, Senior!"

"Please, let me go!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Don't come any closer!"

"No! Aah, don't kill me!"

"I'm willing to serve you like an ox or horse! Just spare my life!"

The screams and pleas for mercy from these low-level soul master bandits were the very same sounds once made by the merchants and travelers they had slaughtered...

...and they received the same ending.

"We have no grievances against you. Why have you come to make trouble for us?" the Deathbringer roared. His martial soul had temporarily been sealed as well, leaving him unable to control his corpse slaves. He was frantic and enraged, yet unable to do anything.

The Dragon Butterfly Wings spread open and returned to their illusory state, but there was no one inside them.

Where was she?

The Soul Kings tensed. Of them, the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King, who had taken a hit from "Huo Yuhao," was actually in the best condition. His martial soul had already altered his body, so his combat strength had not fallen much. Next was the female Soul King with spider legs; she still had poison at her disposal, unlike the Human-Skin Drum Soul King and the Deathbringer, who only had Soul Power left.

Whoosh!

The spider-legged female soul master was beheaded with a single slash.

"Huo Yuhao" had used the cover of the countless undead creatures to slip out from the blind spot hidden by her wings. While everyone was distracted by the golden light, she approached from the side of the platform, allowing her sneak attack to succeed.

After succeeding with one strike, "Huo Yuhao" pressed her advantage. The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King threw a punch at her, but she nimbly evaded it and thrust her blade toward the Deathbringer.

The Deathbringer grabbed the Human-Skin Drum Soul King, dragged him in front of himself, then shoved him toward Huo Yuhao, blocking Huo Yuhao's sword.

"You!" The Human-Skin Drum Soul King roared as "Huo Yuhao" pierced his heart. He died with his eyes wide open.

"It's recovering." The Deathbringer was overjoyed. He sensed his martial soul gradually returning. Though "Huo Yuhao" was in the state of a three-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill, its martial soul-sealing effect was still inferior to the one-time explosive Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Golden Road, from the original story.

"Little girl! If you turn around and leave right now, I guarantee we'll let bygones be bygones." The Deathbringer sensed that she was a formidable opponent and did not wish to continue fighting.

The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King had also recovered his martial soul by then. With an angry roar, he unleashed countless humanoid phantoms, which fused into a gigantic hand and slapped down toward "Huo Yuhao."

It looked so much like Xuan Zi's giant hand.

But its power was worlds apart!

"Huo Yuhao" met the giant hand head-on and blew it apart with one strike!

The Deathbringer turned and ran. He sensed that his corpse slaves had already been stolen, taking more than half his combat power with them. He did not dare remain any longer.

"Huo Yuhao" pinned two of the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King's hands to the ground with her longsword, drawing a miserable scream from him.

"Aaaaaaah—"

Dragon Butterfly Wings emerged behind "Huo Yuhao," turning from illusion into reality and restraining the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King's other four arms. She drew the White Tiger Dagger and slit the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Soul King's throat with a single cut!

"Your turn."

Huo Yuhao pulled out her longsword and looked toward the Deathbringer.

The Deathbringer had already reached the banquet hall's entrance. "Huo Yuhao" did not free the imprisoned merchants and travelers first; at this moment, the suspended cages instead served as protection. She spread her Dragon Butterfly Wings and chased after the fleeing Deathbringer.

"Hehehehe, taste this envoy's Corpse Explosion."

The soul rings on the Deathbringer's body flashed frantically, but he heard none of the explosion he expected. When he turned around, only the pursuing "Huo Yuhao" was there.

"How is this possible? My Corpse Explosion..."

"Huo Yuhao" answered his question with her longsword. Silver light flashed, blood sprayed, and the Deathbringer's left leg separated from his body.

"My leg! My leg!"

The Deathbringer screamed as he collapsed to the ground.

"It's over there."

"Huo Yuhao" pointed at the Deathbringer's left leg, then smiled and said:

"Hehehehe, why didn't the Corpse Explosion Technique work?"

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