Chapter 149

Huo Yuhao thought of some information he had gathered over the past two years and took a deep breath.

If there's one, there's no guarantee there won't be a second.

Exactly how many gods' Divine Sense currently exist on the Douluo Continent is an unknown number.

But there's nothing to say about that; Lao Jin fighting the God Realm alone was already exhausting, he nearly went pineapple-pineapple-jackfruit, so we can't demand too much of him.

The God Realm met with disaster, they gained quite a few benefits by descending to the mortal world, so if they've been trapped, they naturally have to fill the pits themselves.

"However, to make the Holy Spirit Cult this confident, and to explicitly state they cannot control it, the Divine Sense power is probably above the ordinary God Yuan Realm. At least a Third-Rank God or above…… or a god who possesses a God Position."

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes.

The God Yuan Realm is somewhat abstract; its span is extremely vast. Ordinary God Official-level Spiritual Power, then Third-Rank God, Second-Rank God, and First-Rank God — the Spiritual Power of each realm is worlds apart, differing by over a hundred times!

And the trouble with these descended Divine Senses is not only that they possess God Rank Spiritual Power; more importantly…… they possess God Positions!

Not Demi-God Positions or God Shards, but complete God Positions!

Just like Tang San's reincarnation still carried a God Position, as long as it's not a situation where the God Position shattered, the probability of these Divine Senses carrying a God Position is very high.

And the situation of a God Position shattering is actually not that common; after all, when a god dies, the God Position can still exist. The reasons the Angel God Position and the Sea God Position shattered were both because the gods themselves burned their God Positions; if the god doesn't give up, the God Position definitely remains.

This also means that their recovery to God Rank is easier compared to Douluo powerhouses, and moreover they have the God Position's blessing, making them stronger than same-rank existences without a God Position.

So then, is this Holy Spirit Cult figure a Third-Rank God, a Second-Rank God, or…… a First-Rank God?

Huo Yuhao lowered his eyelids.

"Just don't know if it's an acquaintance…… Regardless, that trump card probably can't continue accumulating power anymore."

Outside, I Lao still intended to ask some questions, but looking at the dull-witted Evil Soul Master, he suddenly frowned and released the control.

He had been suppressed for too long; this guy's soul had already twisted under the conflict between curse arts and necromancy; ask one more question and the soul would directly collapse.

Huo Yuhao's consciousness returned to his body; looking at the Evil Soul Master before him, he likewise frowned.

Even a Super Douluo's soul had been cursed; clearly the Holy Spirit Cult's high-ranking officials have many countermeasures against control-type methods; reading memories would probably encounter the same trouble — is it because of the Dark Department and the Execution Department?

Precisely because they understand each other very well, knowing what methods the other might possess, they took precautions in advance to avoid leaking intelligence.

"Yuhao, she's coming back soon."

At this moment, a flash of silver light, and Gu Yue Na appeared at his side, reminding him.

"I know."

Huo Yuhao came back to his senses, looked at the dull-witted Evil Soul Master, his gaze lingered on her dantian for a moment, but in the end he only took out several Soul Tools and directly fastened them onto the Evil Soul Master.

Miss Na Na Li fought for this long; she is the greatest contributor to this battle; we can't let her return empty-handed.

Time passed; by the time the Blood-Eyed Evil Soul Master came to her senses, a long while had passed; the moon was already hanging in the sky; before her eyes was a snow-white graceful figure——

About fifteen or sixteen years old, almond eyes lively, double buns playful and adorable. Short jacket of lotus-root silk with a moon-white gauze skirt, revealing a section of snow-white lotus-root-like arms; below the skirt hem, legs slender and long.

It was none other than Na Na Li restored to her original appearance.

In her hand was a Three-Word Battle Armor; on her face was an expression of anger turning into laughter.

"Truly decisive; I was actually tricked by you!"

Heavenly Dao's Reincarnation, Heaven spares no one.

She tricked the other party, but the next moment the other party returned it right back.

She didn't even react before the Three-Word Battle Armor was discarded.

Listening to Huo Yuhao and the other explain, if not for Huo Yuhao's "teacher" the Snow Empress making a move, she might really have been hoodwinked by this guy.

The Evil Soul Master saw Na Na Li appear; her eyes instantly changed dramatically; she still wanted to make a move, but discovered her body was bound by strands of Soul Power Shackles and Soul Tools that restricted soul power.

She struggled desperately, yet like a trapped beast could not move a muscle. Cold metal clamped her wrists; soul power stagnated in her body; she couldn't even release the most basic soul skills.

"Hmph, fallen into my hands and still want to run?" Na Na Li said: "Come back with me and accept the Federation's legal sanctions!"

The Evil Soul Master saw the situation was hopeless; she coldly laughed, "What are you so smug about? Was it you who caught me? And, if those two Spirit Pagoda juniors hadn't been on the train, you think I would have made a move?"

Even if the Spirit Pagoda wanted to assist the Federation in capturing them, they wouldn't let two peerless-talent juniors act as bait; she attacked with that thought in mind.

Otherwise, a Fallen Angel Martial Soul walking outside, she would have hesitated at least a little.

Na Na Li lifted her chin, pursed her lips: "So what? The result is I won; heaven's timing, earth's advantage, human harmony — all on my side; luck is also a kind of strength."

Luck?

Huo Yuhao watched her expression from the side and couldn't help recalling this Dark Bell's experiences.

First time, treated like a card reader, helped the Protagonist Group pass security.

Second time, failed to save Dark Phoenix Douluo and got beaten instead.

Third time, whacked with a stick by Qian Gu Dong Feng.

Fourth time, fought a Northern Army Corps commander halfway, Tang Wulin arrived and scared him off directly.

This one seems to be either getting the short end of the stick, or on the way to getting the short end of the stick……

The other Four Heavenly Kings at least have some presentable battle records and methods…… Dark Bell Miss seems to simply exist to get the short end of the stick?

Is her luck really good?

Cough cough, she's an ally now, can't think like that.

"……"

Facing Na Na Li's provocation, the Evil Soul Master didn't speak either; she only looked toward Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue Na's direction, brows tightly furrowed.

She couldn't recall what had just happened; she only felt her will had directly solidified.

On Huo Yuhao's body, just which powerhouse left a backhand? With her ability, she actually didn't react in time?

Snow Empress, Di Tian, or someone else?

After a moment's thought, the Evil Soul Master suddenly let out a light laugh; the laughter carried an eerie calm.

Everything was already unrelated to her; why bother thinking further.

"It's been a long time already, right? No powerhouses came looking for you?"

The evil soul master murmured, her voice hoarse, as if talking to herself.

Na Na Li frowned thoughtfully. "It seems your companion is more rational than you."

"..."

The evil soul master's face twitched, but she quickly regained her composure. "You won't get any intelligence from me. Don't waste your effort. Just kill me directly."

"Hmph, that's not up to you. Your reckless actions in the Federation have greatly displeased the upper echelons. They're all waiting for a target to vent their anger on. You can take your companions' place and suffer for them."

Na Na Li said coldly.

The blood light in the evil soul master's eyes suddenly condensed. An ominous premonition rose. Before she could even struggle, Na Na Li's figure had already closed in like a ghost. Her pale hand rose lightly, a dark blue light halo rippling in her palm.

"You—"

Before her voice fell, both palms had already descended like thunder, one above, one below, striking precisely on her dantian vital point.

In an instant, her soul core shattered, her cultivation collapsed. The evil soul master trembled violently all over, as if struck by a heavy blow. The blood-colored soul power within her body dissipated like smoke and dust. The suffering of Blood Sea Refining Soul dissipated along with her cultivation, but she couldn't feel the slightest joy.

"How dare you?!" she shrieked, boundless hatred surging in her blood pupils. Yet Na Na Li didn't even spare her another glance, turning and leaving, leaving only her kneeling on the ground in utter disarray.

Killing this kind of evil soul master would actually be helping her find release. But leaving her cultivation intact would also be a disaster. Who knows if the Holy Spirit Cult might send someone to rescue her someday, letting her wreak havoc on the world again? Better to just cripple her directly.

Steady and safe is best!

Huo Yuhao watched this scene and nodded secretly.

He had just wanted to cripple her too, but thinking that Miss Dark Bell might still need the evil soul master to retain her strength, he didn't make a move.

Turns out this one is decisive as well. Not seeking merit, but seeking no fault... pretty good.

Na Na Li walked up beside Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue Na, her face full of smiles.

"Thank you both so much today. Please also convey my thanks to the Snow Empress Pagoda Master. Both the gift of thanks and the apology, I will deliver them later."

"Your Excellency is too polite." Huo Yuhao shook his head. "Opposing fallen evil soul masters is also our generation's duty."

"One thing is one thing." Na Na Li raised her index finger and shook it. "If it weren't for you two, I'd have to work overtime again afterward."

Although it hasn't ended yet, a Super Douluo evil soul master is enough for her to hold her head high in front of everyone.

"You're going to Mingdu, right? After I arrange this guy, I'll go with you. There's also another person who needs to be escorted there. It's convenient since here isn't far from there. We can bring them along..."

Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement. The three people discussed the next arrangements in low voices.

And in a shadowy corner unnoticed by anyone, a tall slender figure stood quietly for a long time, taking in the entire battle just now. The corner of his lips curled up slightly. He shook his head helplessly.

"I said there was no need to worry..."

Before the low murmur fell, his figure had already dissipated like mist, as if he had never appeared.

Huo Yuhao seemed to sense something. His peripheral vision swept over that patch of darkness, then he withdrew his gaze. His eyes fell on Gu Yue Na beside him, a gentle smile surfacing in his eyes.

Sister Na is truly doted on tightly.

In the dim underground palace, the damp air was permeated with the smell of iron rust and decay. A few dark green soul guidance lamps were embedded in the stone walls, casting bleak light halos that fell on a man.

The man was nearly two meters tall, his whole body knotted with muscles, arms thick as tree trunks. Scales covered his skin, gleaming with a cold, hard metallic luster in the light. That angular face was also covered in fine scale armor, twitching slightly with each breath.

"Lord, Xue Mou has been captured." The man spoke, not using a soul guide communication device, as if talking to the air.

But a voice had already sounded out of thin air.

"Hmph, reaping what one sows. You handle it as you see fit. How is your cultivation progressing?"

"Only one step away from the limit. Just waiting for the spiritual domain to form, then I can break through naturally."

After answering, the man hesitated for a moment, then said: "Before Xue Mou lost contact, she told me a piece of information. She said Huo Yuhao is the best candidate for Holy Son."

An interested voice sounded. "Oh? That number one on the Young Genius Ranking?"

"Yes." The man said somewhat hesitantly. "Lord, must we find someone else? The Demon Emperor's side is progressing well too, right?"

"Not enough. Even if she truly advances a step further by relying on a god shard, she may not be able to restrict that person. That person is too strong. If not for having gone through a great war and exhausted her power, we might not even have a chance... In short, that Huo Yuhao, keep an eye on him."

The voice in the air paused for a while, then continued:

"Since Xue Mou has been captured, from now on just act as if deterred. Lie low first. No need to rush the plan to seize the God-Killing Grade Soul Cannon Shell. Just slowly stir up trouble in this muddy water of Douluo Continent. The people here won't necessarily all be our enemies. After all, the Holy Religion's goal is to let the whole world sublimate and transform into the God Realm. How many people don't yearn for such a world?"

"Just like you, Tong Yu. When our goal is achieved, you'll be able to revive your loved ones."

Black mist fluctuated in Tong Yu's eyes. His whole body shook. He took a deep breath. "I understand!"

"Very good."

The voice in the darkness carried satisfaction. "Remember, letting those self-proclaimed righteous forces fall into chaos first is the best strategy."

The corner of Tong Yu's mouth revealed a cold, hard arc. "Just like ten thousand years ago?"

"Not bad." The voice lowered, carrying a trace of reminiscence. "History is always startlingly similar. Human desires of all kinds are forever our best weapon. Ten thousand years ago we were turned back on. This time won't happen."

"Hello, first time meeting. I am Yuan En Yehui."

Standing before Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue Na was a thirteen-year-old girl.

She had rare dark red eyes and deep purple long hair, skin pale as snow, a tall slender figure. Her whole being exuded a maturity and mysteriousness that didn't belong to a thirteen-year-old girl.

Huo Yuhao was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the person Na Na Li spoke of to be the real Yuan En Yehui.

"Hello, I am Huo Yuhao."

"Gu Yue Na." Gu Yue Na nodded faintly.

Yuan En Yehui's gaze swept over the two. Her expression was cold. "I've long heard of your great names. Didn't expect our first meeting to be in this kind of situation. In a certain sense, I've implicated you both. Let me apologize here."

Huo Yuhao smiled gently. "No need for that. It doesn't count as implication."

Yuan En Yehui shook her head. "This matter arose because of me."

"If you keep apologizing, they'll start to suspect whether you think they're hard to get along with."

Na Na Li on the side couldn't stand it anymore. "This incident was me using your identity. It has nothing to do with you."

Yuan En Yehui didn't say anything more. Just silently nodded her head.

Seeing this, Na Na Li let out a sigh of relief and turned her head to look towards Huo Yuhao and the other person.

"Alright, I'll take you to Mingdu. Your elders have already arrived there ahead of you, and they've urged us several times through the Spirit Pagoda's channels. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid President Li might personally come kill his way over..."

Qian Gu Dong Feng stood with hands behind his back before the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, his dark golden pupils reflecting the soul guidance lamps in the direction of Mingdu gradually lighting up.

"Tower Master, Huo Yuhao is going to Mingdu."

Hearing his subordinate's report, his fingertips lightly tapped on the gilded window frame, and the crystal glass instantly rippled with fine cracks like a spider web.

"Earlier than expected... Pass the word down. Since he is the next Spirit Pagoda 【Master】, he must first suppress those arrogant juniors."

Qian Gu Dong Feng's voice revealed no joy or anger.

"Yes!"

The reporter bowed and retreated.

"Is he coming?" Upon hearing the news, someone sheathed their sword, eyes excited.

"Sixth-Rank Mecha Designer, Six-Grade Mecha Maker... I hope he's the real deal."

A young woman with a high ponytail suddenly stopped the soul guide carving knife in her hand, data streams flashing rapidly in her pupils, the corner of her mouth curling up slightly, but she only paid attention for a moment before throwing herself back into her work.

"To make the Adaptability Tower Master give an evaluation comparable to the First Generation Tower Master, I'd like to see what three heads and six arms he has!" A man secretly snorted coldly.

At this moment, on the train still some distance from Mingdu, at the window seat, Huo Yuhao watched the city drawing ever closer, revealing a trace of a smile.

(End of Chapter)