The battle in the cave continued. Huo Yuhao had already lost count of how many exchanges he had fought, but each time, he killed bandits around the Soul Emperor. Now, no other bandits remained apart from the Soul Emperor himself.
The bandit chief, a Soul Emperor, watched his subordinates being killed one after another. He had suffered quite a few injuries himself, yet he still did not know what was trying to kill him.
Fear had crawled through every nerve of the Soul Emperor. As his subordinates died one after another, the Demon Lion Soul Emperor could only defend his entire body. This not only consumed his Soul Power but also kept his mind stretched taut. His bloodshot eyes stared at his surroundings; the slightest rustle of wind through grass could bring him one step closer to death.
Huo Yuhao was not in good shape either. The prolonged battle had left him short of Soul Power. With his current cultivation, he could not outlast a Soul Emperor. He had to end this quickly.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, Elder Yi quietly watched it all. He had witnessed the entire course of Huo Yuhao's battle. In terms of fighting alone, Huo Yuhao had done quite well, but in terms of Huo Yuhao as a person, throughout such a battle, every time blades severed flesh and blood spattered, his emotions had not wavered in the slightest. He was like a creature born solely for combat, one that would not stop until the battle ended.
For war, Huo Yuhao was perfect, but war was not all there was to life. Seeing him like this made Elder Yi even more concerned about his mental state.
Back in the real world, Huo Yuhao and the Demon Lion Soul Emperor were both waiting for the other