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The originally indifferent Long Xiaoyao was aroused a little interest by Huo Yuhao's gray soul ring. For some reason, he had a sense of familiarity.
However, seeing Ye Xishui turning around and leaving, Long Xiaoyao didn't think much and followed her.
"Xishui, the ability of this Saint Son is quite rare. Even I have never heard of it on the mainland." Long Xiaoyao said in amazement.
Ye Xishui laughed intriguingly: "Haha, I'm afraid this Saint Son is more extraordinary than this."
Looking across the entire continent, there are few people who understand evil soul masters and their weaknesses better than Ye Xishui.
What are the weaknesses of evil soul masters? Holy, light, thunder...
The sky gradually brightened, the sun shone, and the breath of light in the Demonic Forest was awakened. Although this breath of light was not enough to injure these evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Church, they still felt uncomfortable.
Huo Yuhao was not affected at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying the feeling of bathing in the sun.
Moreover, the frost bone dragon he summoned actually had a light attribute that Ye Xishui was extremely familiar with.
This means that Huo Yuhao can not only summon powerful undead creatures, but also undead creatures with light attributes.
Can this further infer that the undead creatures he summoned have no weaknesses?
A hint of imperceptible complex emotions flashed across Ye Xishui's cold eyes.
The attribute of light, it is a term that makes her love and hate it.
On the altar, Huo Yuhao glanced coldly at Yan Feng, who was lying on the ground covered in blood. Yan Feng was bitten through the entire upper body in his martial spirit body state, and suffered incalculable damage, and fainted.
But no one seemed to care about his injuries. The two leaders just glanced at him indifferently and then turned to Huo Yuhao with excited eyes.
Only the Great Elder came forward to check his injuries, his face darkening.
Yan Feng's injuries were serious, with his internal organs and ribs suffering considerable damage. If not treated properly, he might not be able to make any further progress no matter what kind of evil magic he practiced.
He took out a dark blue pill that emitted a chilling aura from his body and stuffed it into the dying Yan Feng's mouth.
The cold pill took his mouth and turned into an evil force that nourished Yan Feng's scarred body.
The Great Elder then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Feng's martial soul was not broken, and he only needed to rest for half a year to a year before he would be back to normal.
He slowly looked towards Huo Yuhao, and there was no resentment in his eyes. Although Yan Feng was his disciple, he could never be compared with the status of the Holy Son. It was probably an honor for Yan Feng to fight with the Holy Son.
In the Holy Spirit Church, there are clear hierarchies, and the status of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter is even higher than that of the elders, and is on par with the leader.
Zhongli Wu's eyes were the most fanatical, especially when he saw Huo Yuhao summon the Frost Bone Dragon, the excitement in his heart became even stronger.
He knew very well how powerful Huo Yuhao's Frost Bone Dragon was, because he himself controlled an extremely powerful Bone Dragon King beast spirit.
This Bone Dragon King beast spirit was a dragon bone that he found by chance and had received the blessing of the Silver Dragon King. It was the most powerful of all his beast spirits.
It took Zhongli Wu a full ten years just to capture the Bone Dragon King's spirit. After capturing it, it helped him break through from Soul Douluo to Super Douluo directly, thus taking over the position of the leader of the Holy Spirit Church.
Now, Huo Yuhao has actually demonstrated a mysterious and strange summoning ability. With only the cultivation level of a Soul Emperor, he can summon a Frost Bone Dragon with the strength of a Super Douluo. Then, if he breaks through to the level of a Titled Douluo, what kind of undead army can he summon?
Zhongli Wu looked towards Huo Yuhao, his eyes becoming increasingly fiery.
……
Demonic Forest, Holy Spirit Church, Headquarters.
Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling led Huo Yuhao into a side hall.
"Holy Son, tell me, what ability did you display during the welcoming spirit ceremony?" Zhongli Wu asked excitedly.
"This is my martial soul, the power of the Holy Death God. I can control souls and open a gate of the dead to summon the dead from another world."
As soon as Huo Yuhao finished answering, he saw Zhongli Wu suddenly reach out and grab his wrist, pressing hard.
His expression remained unchanged, and he understood Zhongli Wu's purpose.
This is to measure his bone age.
Zhongli Wu was stunned for a moment and said, "You are not even twenty years old this year."
Huo Yuhao nodded: "Yes, about seventeen or eighteen years old."
"Hahaha, this is really good news for our Holy Religion." Zhongli Wu laughed loudly, "Holy Son, what kind of holy law are you practicing?"
Feng Ling gave him a brief introduction.
Huo Yuhao said: “As long as I devour the soul, I can speed up my cultivation.”
"Okay, what our Holy Church lacks the most is souls." Zhongli Wu nodded and called to the side, "Zhongli Tian, Zhongli Di, Zhongli Ren, bring a few fresh souls for the Holy Son."
"Yes." Three evil soul masters nearby responded together.
At this moment, Feng Ling stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, those weak souls are no longer useful to the Holy Son. What the Holy Son needs is a stronger soul."
Zhongli Wu frowned and said, "But where can we find a powerful soul? From now on, until the next competition begins, our sect will temporarily go into hiding."
One of the three evil soul masters suggested: "Master, why limit yourself to human souls?"
Zhongli Wu understood what he meant: "You mean the beast spirit?"
"That's right. The three of us are best at controlling beast spirits. We can definitely lend a helping hand to the Holy Son."
The evil soul master named Zhongli Tian nodded and said, "The three of us brothers are about to go to the Xingdou Great Forest to capture beast spirits. Saint Son, you can go with us."
Feng Ling sneered, "The Holy Son has just come to my sect, are you so eager to please him?"
Zhongli Tian smiled flatteringly and said, "I dare not."
Zhongli Wu pondered for a moment and looked at Huo Yuhao: "Holy Son, what do you mean?"
Huo Yuhao chuckled: "If you want to capture a beast spirit, why go to the Star Dou Great Forest? Aren't there enough beast spirits in this Demonic Forest?"
Zhongli Wu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Holy Son, you don't know that this Demon Forest is the territory of the Evil Eye Tyrant. It is an offense for us to establish a religion here. We cannot kill in large numbers in the Demon Forest."
Zhongli Di also flattered: "Sir Saint, I will definitely find a powerful beast spirit for you to use in your cultivation."
Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, how about I follow them to the Xingdou Great Forest?"
Zhongli Wu nodded and looked at the three evil soul master brothers: "You must protect the Holy Son."
The three evil soul master brothers said respectfully: "Yes."
Zhongli Wu said again: "Zhongli Tian, you should kill one every day for your mother."
Zhongli Tian responded and left.
Huo Yuhao asked: "Master, what is this daily kill?"
Zhongli Wu replied with some pride: "This daily killing is a rule set by our sect's Supreme Leader a long time ago. She needs to kill one person every day and use their vengeful spirit to strengthen her special soul guide."
"The more vengeful spirits you take, the more powerful your soul guide will be. With time, it will be able to be upgraded to a level 10 soul guide."
Tenth level soul guide?
Huo Yuhao was stunned when he heard this term.
Is there a level 10 soul guide above the level 9 soul guide? Even if there is, why did it appear in the Holy Spirit Church?
After the soul raising ceremony and soul welcoming ceremony ended, the middle and high-level evil soul masters from all over the country left the Demon Forest one after another and returned to their respective altars.
Huo Yuhao followed Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling and did not stay in the headquarters for long. It was time to go back to Mingdu.
Just as he was about to leave, he ran into Zhong Li Tian who had returned, dragging a man with a terrified face.
"No, please sir, let me go..." The man pleaded, trembling all over.
"You are so long-winded. You will be in trouble later." Zhongli Tian laughed loudly, and the soul power burst out from his hand, knocking the man unconscious. "The meaning of your existence is to offer your insignificant soul power to the Supreme Master."
He was very efficient. Soon he flew out of the Demon Forest and captured a person from the nearest village or town dozens of miles away.
Judging from the man's attire, he seemed to be an ordinary farmer, without any fluctuation of soul power.
Huo Yuhao had a gloomy face. He silently looked at Zhongli Tian and the man, then left behind Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling.
Zhongli Tian led the man all the way to the main hall and brought him in front of Ye Xishui.
However, just as he was about to step into the main hall, a gray gate of the dead suddenly opened and sucked the man's unconscious body in.
There was a feeling of coldness and silence all around. The man shuddered and woke up from his coma. In front of him stood an unclear gray figure.
"Where am I? Where did that person take me?"
The man swallowed his saliva and looked at the gray figure. After a long time, he mustered up the courage and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you...are you in the same group with that soul master?"
"I am not in the same group with him. You were just captured by that man, but I rescued you."
The gray figure said calmly.
"You are safe now, go back to your family."
After saying that, a gray door opened in front of him, leading to a forest full of spring, which was completely different from the bleak evil forest.
The man obviously did not expect that he would be rescued suddenly. When he was caught by Zhongli Tian, he already thought he was doomed.
He didn't know why he had been caught from the village and brought here, and along the way he was told that his soul would be sacrificed to someone...
But now, he was rescued by a mysterious man.
He suddenly felt a burst of heat, and a crazy excitement of surviving a disaster surged through his body.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." He knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude.
"Go back and be with your family, there won't be enough time." The gray figure said the last sentence and disappeared.
The man did not stop, gathered all his courage, stepped through the gray gate, and ran forward.
He ran along a path through a woods filled with the scent of spring, surrounded by the sound of birdsong and the singing of flowers. He had no idea where the path led, but there seemed to be a force guiding him forward.
He had never felt his steps so light, and he didn't feel tired at all. Maybe his speed could catch up with those soul masters?
After running for an unknown amount of time, he saw a village with smoke from chimneys and birds flying overhead.
He didn't know where the village was or what it was called, but looking at the people in the village with happy smiles on their faces, he wanted to sigh, how great it was to be alive.
He slowed down, strolled through the village, and greeted villagers he didn't know.
Suddenly, he saw a beautiful girl with a sweet smile on her face. She said to him, "Where are you from?"
"I...I don't know..."
The man touched his head and said awkwardly.
The girl smiled and said, "It's okay, you must be tired, come to the hotel and have a nap first."
"Oh, okay." The man then felt a wave of fatigue washing over his body. His face flushed and he nodded in agreement, then followed the girl to a room in the hotel.