At that moment, the pitch-black fifth soul ring on the White Bone Staff in Soltut's hand lit up. An enormous phantom of a black skull abruptly appeared in midair above the hall, then exploded.
"Soul Curse!"
Weakness, exhaustion, aging... all manner of debilitating effects descended upon everyone in the hall, sending them crumpling to the floor, unable to resist. The life force and soul origin within their bodies turned into a green mist of light, which the White Bone Staff in Soltut's hand sucked in.
Huo Yuhao, however, gave a cold smile. The Silver Flame Vertical Eye between his brows snapped open, and silver holy spirit soul-eating flame surged straight out like a starving wolf catching the scent of meat, pouncing toward Soltut.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao seemed to retain his ability to resist, Soltut lit up the black sixth soul ring on his White Bone Staff as well.
"Soul Wound!"
A black wave of spiritual energy spread through the entire hall of the Dream Pavilion. Everyone lying limp on the floor screamed, then lost all signs of life.
Yet Huo Yuhao sneered again. The holy spirit soul-eating flame transformed into a fire dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, shooting forward to pounce on Soltut!
The spiritual soul skill Soltut had unleashed was burned away by the holy spirit soul-eating flame before it could reach him. Worse still, the flames abruptly surged back along its path, spreading toward Soltut's Sea of Consciousness.
"Wh-what the hell is this thing?" Soltut cried out.
"Your Holy Spirit Cult really is slow at passing along news. Don't you even share intelligence like this?" Huo Yuhao said with a helpless shrug. "You don't know how Sleeping Nightmare Douluo died at my hands? Soul guidance technology has reached a decent level by now. Why