The Holy King's Trial

Returning to an hour earlier, Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes. It was an unfamiliar ceiling. No, it didn't seem so unfamiliar after all.

Thinking back, Huo Yuhao recalled that he seemed to have completely joined the Holy Spirit Cult. After that, it seemed that an elder of the Holy Spirit Cult had performed some kind of Holy Spirit Ritual on him to fully activate the Evil Attribute in his Martial Soul. After that, it seemed that he was taken to a dungeon and then...

He recalled being verbally abused by countless people in the dungeon, including many of those so-called senior students. When one of them insulted his mother, Huo Yuhao, the tension in his heart snapped. After that, he seemed to go berserk? And killed quite a few people?

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao covered his mouth. At this moment, thinking of the souls who had died by his hand, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but feel like vomiting. After all, even though in Huo Yuhao's mind those people were a group of scum nobles who exploited ordinary people, this was still the first time he had killed someone! And he had killed so many people in one go!

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to vomit, a soft hum interrupted his thoughts, allowing him to temporarily suppress his urge to vomit. He then looked with tired eyes toward the direction from which the sound came.

He saw a black-haired girl who looked a few years older than him peacefully sleeping with her arm linked with his!?!? Looking at the girl's alluring beauty, Huo Yuhao felt his nose bleeding uncontrollably.

This startled Huo Yuhao, because he had never been so intimate and sensual with any girl in his entire life!

Just as Huo Yuhao was wondering what he would do if the girl woke up and he was slapped to death or forced to take responsibility, he suddenly realized that the girl in front of him looked somewhat familiar.

The girl had short black hair and a figure that rivaled Jiang Nannan's. Moreover, the muscle definition on her body did not detract from her overall beauty; instead, it gave her a heroic air.

After careful consideration, Huo Yuhao suddenly realized that this was Yu Mengdi from the Zhengtian Academy, the woman who had embarrassed him in the Soul Master Tournament.

But why has this woman's hair turned black, and why does her skin, which was originally a bright, snow-white, appear to have turned a sickly pale color?

However, Huo Yuhao quickly recalled that when he went berserk earlier, he seemed to have done more than just slaughtering criminals; he also seemed to have done other things.

Thinking this, Huo Yuhao just wanted to smash his head against the wall and scream in his heart, "What is this?!?! Even if it was something he did in a fit of rage, how is he any different from that bastard father?!?"

"Mom, I'm so sorry!!!! Your Little Yuhao has gone astray! And made the same mistake as that bastard father!"

However, a disdainful voice echoed in Huo Yuhao's mind, "Is it really such a small matter? Is it necessary to be so foolish? As my successor, you shouldn't be making such a fuss over such a trivial matter."

Before Huo Yuhao could even utter the words "who is it?", his vision went black and he fainted. When he woke up, he found himself in a strange space.

Everything around him was dark, with only the stars in the sky providing Huo Yuhao with a sliver of light.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao also looked puzzled and said, "This is the Sea of Consciousness? No, something feels off. It seems to be a spiritual space similar to the Sea of Consciousness."

Having experienced the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm residing in the Sea of Consciousness, Huo Yuhao was somewhat familiar with this kind of spiritual space and immediately recognized that this was not the real world.

However, what happened next made his scalp tingle. A white figure appeared in front of Huo Yuhao. It was a White Tiger that was hundreds of meters tall.

Unlike a typical White Tiger, this enormous White Tiger had a pair of majestic white wings and three large, expressive eyes, giving it a sense of awe and power.

Looking at the White Tiger in front of him, Huo Yuhao felt a sense of fear for some reason. He knew that this enormous creature was something he could not compete with.

Although it was unclear how strong this White Tiger was, Huo Yuhao sensed that its strength far surpassed that of Xuan Zi, who had once protected Shrek.

Seeing Huo Yuhao White Tiger begin to cower, Baihu shouted, "What, are you scared already? Didn't you want revenge on your father? Didn't you want to get a title for your mother? Who are you trying to impress with this cowardly act?! Do you deserve to be the successor of the Evil Eye Holy King?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao exclaimed in shock, "The Evil Eye Holy King?!?"

Huo Yuhao might not know as much about the Evil Eye Holy King as the others in the White Tiger Family, but he had heard from his mother that the Evil Eye Holy King was the source of the Dai Family bloodline and the origin of the Evil Eyes White Tiger Martial Soul.

Every so often, a member of the tribe would be chosen to inherit the legacy, but because no one passed the test, everyone who received the legacy died.

The only one who did not die during the process of inheriting consciousness was Dai Mubai White Tiger Douluo from ten thousand years ago. He also found a War God inheritance that was no less powerful than that of the Evil Eye Holy King and broke free from the inheritance that the Evil Eye Holy King was based on.

Now, this legendary ancestor of the White Tiger Family has appeared before Huo Yuhao, a Dai Family who hasn't even inherited the Evil Eyes White Tiger Martial Soul. What on earth is going on?

Seeing Huo Yuhao's confusion, the Evil Eye Holy King said, "Whether or not you have inherited the Evil Eyes White Tiger Martial Soul is not important to me; at most, it's just a bonus. What matters is talent. If your talent is sufficient in my eyes to inherit my legacy and you have my bloodline flowing through your veins, then regardless of whether you have inherited the Evil Eyes White Tiger Martial Soul, I will grant you the opportunity to inherit it."

"But why did you choose me?" Huo Yuhao asked, puzzled. "You know, I have absolutely no desire to have anything to do with the Dai Family, and I even planned to eradicate them permanently!"

To this, the Evil Eye Holy King scoffed, "What does that have to do with me? I've had countless complaints about the corrupt Dai Family since I was alive, and it's been so long. In the end, apart from your Dai Family's ancestor, no one else has successfully inherited my power. The only one who had any hope rejected it."

"Besides, you yourself are my descendant. Even if you wipe out the Dai Family in the future, you will still be my descendant. So when you marry and have children, my bloodline will still flow in the world. Therefore, for me, there is no loss to my legacy based on your exceptional talent."

"If you succeed, my power will reappear in this world. If you fail, I'll simply wait."

So what's your choice?