The Evil Soul Master Soul Saint's face twisted grotesquely with pain, yet his crazed voice brimmed with excitement. Powerful fluctuations of spiritual power radiated from him, as though answering the utterly terrifying aura from the depths of the Evil Demon Forest.
Huo Yuhao's expression had turned incredibly grave. He needed no explanation; in an instant, he understood the Holy Spirit Cult's intentions.
After abandoning this headquarters, the Holy Spirit Cult had left behind a vicious trap. If anyone tried to break in, they would use special means to awaken the true master of the Evil Demon Forest.
The Evil Emperor, ranked second among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, below only Beast God Di Tian.
Huo Yuhao had originally wanted to leave someone alive and see whether he could beat the location of the Holy Spirit Cult's new headquarters out of them. Now, it seemed he had still underestimated their methods.
He could sense the Evil Soul Master Soul Saint's life force burning away rapidly, his body aging just as quickly, while his soul was utterly exhilarated. He was like a fanatical believer scrambling to offer himself to a great evil god, believing it to be the highest honor.
Before Huo Yuhao could intervene, the Evil Soul Master Soul Saint had already turned to ash amid agonized screams, his soul scattered into oblivion.
"May the Holy Emperor live forever!"
With that final fervent, devout proclamation, the Evil Soul Master Soul Saint vanished completely from the world. Even his soul burned away without a trace, but an immensely powerful fluctuation of spiritual power still reverberated where he had stood.
Electrolux's figure abruptly appeared. Even this elder, so deeply versed in the undead, sounded startled and uncertain.
"What a vicious forbidden curse. It consumed more than just his own soul. Who knows how