Huo Yuhao controlled his Flying Soul Tool, heading toward Mingdu.
His Space Magic could not yet jump that far, so a Flying Soul Tool was still necessary.
His plan to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult was still only an idea. He silently fleshed out its details while considering its flaws.
He would infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult, learn the strength of every senior member and elder, find an opportunity to trick them all into entering, and finally eliminate them one by one.
But the Holy Spirit Cult had more than twenty Titled Douluo, and they were Evil Soul Masters whose strength far surpassed others at the same rank. Their combat power could not be underestimated.
Was there some weapon of mass destruction that could simply and directly take them all out at once?
Huo Yuhao froze for a moment, suddenly feeling incredibly stupid... why was he taking such a roundabout route?
The only reason he wanted to lure the Holy Spirit Cult's senior members into the Undead Demiplane was that he could not yet fight so many Titled Douluo. That was why he needed to trap them first, then slowly eliminate them.
But this world already had a weapon of mass destruction with terrifying power, enough to kill even Titled Douluo-the Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell.
At close range, a single Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell was enough to threaten a Titled Douluo's life. If one would not do, then two or three would.
The more Huo Yuhao thought about it, the more excited he became, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted.
"Ice Empress, Snow Empress, I won't need your help anymore," he said cheerfully.
"What happened?"
"Nothing. I just suddenly realized this plan wasn't very workable. Besides, relying too much on your power wouldn't