Chapter 120

Huo Yuhao had just walked into his own room when the Evil Emperor's voice rang out in his Spiritual Sea.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and the human world has truly changed with each passing day. I never expected that humans and soul beasts could actually reach this point."

In the Spiritual Sea, the Evil Emperor, having learned of recent events from Tianmeng and the Ice Empress, was quite astonished.

Hereditary Spirit Soul? Sea God? Soul Beast Sovereign? Divine Throne? Human-beast harmony?

Upon waking, the Evil Emperor felt that this world was already different from the one in his understanding.

As an ancient relic from ten thousand years ago, he indicated that he also needed a period of time to accept it.

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly, took out a red-and-white ball, and released the Evil Eye Tyrant. "Speaking of this matter, your descendant has adapted quite well."

As a Spirit Pagoda Soul Spirit Researcher, he could naturally conduct a Spirit Soul Contract himself; the Evil Eye Tyrant did not enter the Spiritual Sea like that little Ice Worm, merely serving as cover for the source of his second spirit soul, and was still inside the Spirit Ball.

"..."

In the Spiritual Sea, the Evil Emperor saw the Evil Eye Tyrant released by Huo Yuhao first curry favor with Huo Yuhao for a while, then drift leisurely to the room's Soul Guidance Screen, turn it on, watch news videos, and fall silent.

It had indeed adapted very well.

Or rather, it had adapted too well; if he had not opportunistically joined the "Spiritual Sea Forbidden Zone," he felt that his death as this Evil Eye Ancestor would have been utterly worthless...

An interview clip was playing on the Soul Guidance Screen.

A female reporter with a bow in her hair held a Soul Guidance Amplifier up to a blue-haired youth.

"Regarding the Spirit Competition at the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition in recent years, what is your take, classmate?"

Before the blue-haired youth could speak, a cotton-candy-like Spirit Cat spirit soul suddenly popped out on top of his head and answered in a cute, milky voice: "Meow~"

The youth's face instantly flushed red, and he scrambled clumsily to cover the Spirit Cat spirit soul's mouth.

The female reporter asked curiously: "Don't know what your spirit soul is saying?"

"No, nothing."

"That spirit soul said he used to secretly watch competition reruns until dawn." The Evil Eye Tyrant before the Soul Guidance Screen emitted a mental fluctuation. "I quite liked watching it at the previous Soul Master Family too."

Evil Emperor: "..."

You're really living the good life, huh, acting as an Ancestor in a Soul Master Family is a blast, right!

The youth on screen took a deep breath and replied:

"I think the Spirit Competition is very interesting. However, some spirit soul species have too great a disparity in value; even with similar age limits, when you see them matched up, you know who will lose and who will win. Although occasionally a Mutant Spirit Soul performs exceptionally, catching the eye, they are ultimately a minority. I hope the rules can be changed, from one-vs-one to three-vs-three, or even more."

"Moreover, I think a Terrain Variation System could be added — mountains, jungles, water domains, etc. — to make the battles more complex. An empty arena feels like it's lacking something; with the Federation's current technology, manufacturing different venues isn't difficult."

The youth suddenly leaned close to the camera, eyes shining bright. "Actually, I have another idea! There's a Mecha Competition now, right? Just hold a Spirit Mecha Competition directly — mechas with various soul beast appearances colliding — wouldn't that be even more..."

The picture on the Soul Guidance Screen shook slightly; obviously a small commotion had broken out at the interview site.

The youth seemed to realize he had spoken too excitedly, stepped back a few steps, and scratched his hair embarrassedly:

"Sorry, I seem to have gotten too excited."

The female reporter maintained a professional smile. "No matter, thank you for sharing."

Huo Yuhao watched the reporter and youth on screen bid farewell, turned and walked toward the next person, and looked at the Evil Eye Tyrant. "Do you want to participate in the Spirit Competition?"

In this era, spirit soul competitions... really exist; the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition's events include one.

Of course, there is an age limit on spirit souls; Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Souls cannot participate. It is prepared for those who like spirit soul battles and for spirit souls themselves.

Evil Eye Tyrant: "I only like to watch. If it's fighting, the Isolation Zone is better."

As it spoke, it changed the channel and began watching its favorite program.

Having stayed in the human world for so many years, it had learned everything it should.

"How do you plan to handle it?" At this moment, in the Spiritual Sea, watching his descendant enjoying modern life, the Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes and asked.

He seemed to see a big lazy worm; this was the Evil Eye Tyrant that struck terror into all who heard of it? How would others think of him, this Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler, if they saw it?

Hmph, disgraceful!

Before Huo Yuhao could answer, the Evil Emperor spoke again:

"How about putting it into the Half-Plane of the Undead? Anyway, with nothing to do, This Seat has time to educate it!"

"..."

Huo Yuhao looked at the Evil Emperor, who had directly coalesced a form beside him, with a startled expression.

What do you want to teach it?

Before he could think further, the Snow Empress's figure also quietly appeared, only to hear her say in a gentle tone:

"Yuhao, do you mind? I want to come out for a breath of fresh air."

Didn't you say you usually stay in the Eye of Life and won't come out?

Huo Yuhao blinked, smiled helplessly: "Xue Er, how about accompanying me to comprehend the Divine Technique? Currently unable to fully mobilize Law Power, my progress is a bit slow."

The Snow Empress was stunned for a moment; a trace of astonishment flashed in her ice-blue eyes, but it quickly turned into a gentle smile. "Naturally."

She lightly raised her hand; the Snow Empress Command on Huo Yuhao's forehead flashed, and a Spatial Barrier enveloped this room, preventing outsiders from entering and disturbing them.

Afterward, the two walked to the side to cultivate, leaving only the Evil Eye Tyrant — which had turned its gaze away from the Soul Guidance Screen — facing the Evil Emperor, a blank look on its face.

It knew Huo Yuhao already had a spirit soul, but why did the other party emit an Ancestor's aura?

The Evil Eye Tyrant's dozens of tentacles writhed uneasily; its huge single eye gradually filled with shock, its mental fluctuations somewhat chaotic.

"Ancestor?"

"The Evil Eye Clan has actually withered to this extent, leaving behind trash like you."

The Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes at it, voice low. "Never mind; since you've encountered This Seat, it is your fortune."

Evil Eye Tyrant: "..."

I don't want any fortune; I just want to find a Soul Master Family to live peacefully, scare some humans normally, is that okay?

The opening ceremony of the Heavenly Sea Alliance Grand Competition was grandly held at the Heavenly Sea Stadium; this massive stadium, capable of seating eighty thousand people, was packed to capacity at this moment, a sea of voices boiling.

As the Heavenly Sea Alliance's annual grand event, this Grand Competition not only attracted the gaze of the entire Federation, but also received high regard from within the Alliance. After all, although the Heavenly Sea Alliance possessed outstanding economic strength, due to its relatively short development history, its Soul Master foundation was still somewhat lacking compared to those Soul Master families on the Continent Internal that possessed Thousand-Year or even Ten Thousand Years Inheritance.

The Opening Ceremony followed convention with ceremony as the main focus, and the Drawing Lots segment was also handled by each team's leading teachers. Therefore, Huo Yuhao and his teammates instead enjoyed leisure, able to quietly observe this grand event from the Side.

Seeing the competition platform built at the center, Xie Xie said: "Complaints aside, the gap in strength between Shrek Academy Students and same-level Soul Masters within the Alliance is still very large. If the Alliance loses too tragically in this Exhibition Match, it would be embarrassing, Right Away?"

"The Alliance should have its own methods, Right Away?" Xu Xiaoyan said: "Moreover, that kind of matter isn't for us to worry about, don't think too much."

"Stomach so hungry, do you guys know where there's food?"

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