Evil Blood Douluo's withered face revealed a sinister smile.
He didn't answer Xue Beng but instead walked to a nearby Spirit Beast skeleton and sat down.
His dry, hoarse voice was a bit grating: "This person's identity is very interesting. Hun Feng, you should be able to recognize him!"
Looking at the fragmented corpse on the ground.
Hun Feng's eyes showed a hint of surprise!
He shook his head, pinching his chin and frowning.
He sorted through his memories, recalling the intelligence he had seen on various major powers.
A look of surprise and doubt appeared between his brows.
"Teacher, do you know this person?" Xue Beng was still very confused.
Hun Feng slowly walked forward, bent down, and parted the messy long hair of the corpse. A bloodless, ashen face appeared before him.
Hun Feng's body trembled, still somewhat disbelieving: "Your Excellency! This... this is Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao!?"
"What!?"
Xue Beng, who had been bewildered, was instantly shocked: "Teacher! Are you sure you're not mistaken? This person is actually Tang Hao?"
Hun Feng slowly straightened up, his face filled with sighs and lament.
"There's no mistake. Although there are traces of age, he still bears an eighty to ninety percent resemblance to the portrait on Spirit Hall's wanted list!"
"That's right! It is indeed Tang Hao!" Evil Blood Douluo nodded, showing his agreement with Hun Feng's judgment.
"Gulp... Your Excellency, you're too strong..." Xue Beng looked at the composed Evil Blood Douluo, swallowed, his eyes filled with awe.
Clear Sky Douluo's strength was widely recognized in the Spirit Master's world!
He was someone who, upon just entering the Titled Douluo realm, fought against multiple opponents and even caused the death of Spirit Hall's previous Supreme Pontiff in that battle.
Since then, Tang Hao had been hailed as the strongest Titled Douluo in the Spirit Master's world!
Even Xue Beng, who had played the part of a profligate for many years, had heard of Clear Sky Douluo's deeds.
He never expected such a renowned expert to be killed here by Evil Blood Douluo.
"Heh heh... You don't think I killed him, do you?" Evil Blood Douluo looked at Xue Beng with a strange expression, seeing the horrified look on his face.
"Wasn't it Your Excellency who did it?" Xue Beng was stunned.
If it wasn't Evil Blood Douluo who killed him, then how did this corpse end up in his hands?
Hun Feng, standing to the side, shook his head.
"It was indeed not Evil Blood Your Excellency who killed him. Although Your Excellency is a ninety-eighth-rank Titled Douluo, even if you could completely subdue Clear Sky Douluo, who possesses the world's number one Tool Spirit, it would be impossible for you to be completely unscathed!"
"Indeed!" Evil Blood Douluo also understood this point.
In the years they had been here, they had gathered a lot of intelligence. He admitted that he wouldn't dare to directly face Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer.
"Then who killed him exactly? And this corpse..."
"I don't know who killed him. I found it!" Evil Blood Douluo chuckled, finishing Xue Beng's sentence.
"Found... found it!?" Xue Beng's expression changed.
Evil Blood Douluo stood up again, with his hands behind his back: "That's right, I found it! When I saw him, he had already been dead for some time, almost completely gnawed clean by Spirit Beasts."
"I never expected the esteemed Clear Sky Douluo to die so silently in the Star Dou Great Forest! It's quite comical, really." Hun Feng poked his nose with his middle finger, a playful smile on his face.
Xue Beng looked at the badly damaged corpse on the ground, feeling a bit of pity.
Originally, he had planned to use his teacher Hun Feng's Spirit Ability to change his Spirit to a Clear Sky Hammer, but Clear Sky Sect had been in seclusion for many years, and they had no chance to encounter a Clear Sky Sect disciple.
"Xue Beng, don't even think about it. It's impossible to transfer a Spirit from a dead person!" Hun Feng saw through his thoughts at a glance and spoke to dispel that notion.
Even if he were still alive, his third Spirit Ability, Spirit Transfer, had a cooldown period of over a year.
"Heh heh... Teacher, I was just sighing. I'm already very satisfied to have the strongest Beast Spirit on the continent!" Xue Beng laughed awkwardly.
"It's a pity this Tang Hao is thoroughly dead, otherwise, we might even be able to look at his memories!" Evil Blood Douluo paced around Tang Hao, placing his shriveled hand on Hun Feng's shoulder, revealing an ugly smile.
Hun Feng's face paled, forcing a smile: "Your Excellency, I'm really close to my limit..."
He couldn't bear that kind of pain again in a short period.
Although his Spirit, Soul Devouring Beast, could devour others' souls with its first Spirit Ability to gain information.
But the human brain has limited capacity, and he couldn't take on many more memories.
If this continued, before the Soul Devouring Beast could backfire and devour his soul, he would directly go mad or even die!
"Haha..." Evil Blood Douluo let out a grating laugh, waving his hand dismissively.
After a few laughs, his expression immediately darkened: "Hun Feng... If this Tang Hao were to die at the hands of Spirit Hall, would Clear Sky Sect emerge from seclusion and fight them?"
Evil Blood Douluo pinched his chin, sat down on Tang Hao's corpse, resting his elbow on his knee and his palm on his chin.
"Hmm? Your Excellency... Isn't this Tang Hao already dead?" Xue Beng's face showed a strange expression.
He looked at Tang Hao, whom Evil Blood Douluo was sitting on, with surprise.
He was very certain that Tang Hao was as dead as could be, so how could he die again?
Evil Blood Douluo completely ignored Xue Beng's confusion, gave him a cold glance, and then quietly pondered.
Xue Beng opened his mouth, realizing he had asked too many questions, and stopped speaking.
Otherwise, this unpredictable fellow might give him an unforgettable lesson.
Hun Feng poked his nose with his middle finger. Compared to Xue Beng, he knew Evil Blood Douluo much better.
"Your Excellency, are you planning to use your ninth Spirit Ability to refine him into a puppet?"
"That's right!" Evil Blood Douluo extended his slender finger, poking holes in Tang Hao's body.
His hoarse voice became somewhat solemn: "Spirit Hall's strength is much greater than it appears on the surface!"
"Although after refinement, he'll only be a useless tool with little consciousness. But if it can stir up conflict, then it's a good use of waste!"
"It can indeed be utilized!"
Hun Feng nodded, he also understood.
The things they were going to do would inevitably cause this continent to become a bloodbath, perhaps even following in the footsteps of that other continent, with blood staining a thousand miles.
"It's a pity Your Excellency's idea is good, but Tang Hao has been in hiding for so many years without any news. Now, for him to suddenly die at Spirit Hall's hands seems a bit too strange..."
Hun Feng recalled the information about Clear Sky Sect and frowned again: "Moreover, Tang Hao was already disowned by Clear Sky Sect a long time ago. Even if he really died at Spirit Hall's hands, Clear Sky Sect might not necessarily emerge from seclusion to avenge him!"
"Hmm! What you said also makes sense. This leader of the Upper Three Sects is truly a softie!" Evil Blood helplessly patted Tang Hao's pale, incomplete face.
From the bottom of his heart, he somewhat looked down on the reclusive Clear Sky Sect.
"But even so, I still have to refine him first. It'll be useful sooner or later anyway, so it's better not to let him rot!"
"After all, there will always be opportunities!"
Evil Blood Douluo stood up and stretched, then began to select from the guards standing on either side.
"Eh?"
During the selection process, a somewhat familiar face made him let out a sound of surprise.
"Has the human skin of that Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciple been put on someone?"
"Yes, it has been put on someone!" Hun Feng nodded in affirmation.
He glanced at the figure, who looked exactly like a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciple, and seeing that the skin suit fit him well, he didn't pay much more attention.
Evil Blood Douluo continued his selection, still asking, "How's his memory organized? Have you found anything?"
"They are all insignificant people, but there have been some discoveries." Hun Feng took out his thick notebook from his spirit tool again and quickly flipped through it.
"This person's name is Yu Zhufeng, a sixty-sixth-rank Spirit Emperor..."
"Get to the point!" Evil Blood Douluo frowned, a little impatient.
Hun Feng paused, flipped through again, and continued: "This group of people came here to help Yu Luomian, the second master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, find a suitable Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beast for his daughter's eighth spirit ring!"
"Oh? Yu Luomian's daughter?... Then I'll choose you!" Evil Blood Douluo, who was still speaking, suddenly stood up and released his Spirit.
Behind him was a surging sea of blood.
As soon as his Spirit appeared, the entire cave was illuminated in red, and a strong smell of blood permeated the air.
Beneath his feet, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, nine spirit rings pulsed.
The eighth ring suddenly flashed.
Eighth Spirit Ability, Return to Heaven with Blood!
Evil Blood Douluo simply stretched out his hand and clenched his palm towards a guard.
The guard seemed to have his throat choked, unable to make a sound, and began to ooze blood from his orifices and pores.
It transformed into strands of blood-red threads, floating towards Evil Blood Douluo's hand.
Slowly, the guard's flesh and blood shriveled, turning into a mummified corpse that fell to the ground.
The other guards trembled, their faces pale and covered in cold sweat.
Yet, no one dared to make a sound.
Xue Beng was also gulping beside them, his clothes on his back soaked with sweat.
Just now...
Evil Blood Douluo had actually put him on the selection list too!
He clearly saw those blood-red eyes coldly sweep over him.
As for Hun Feng, he was already accustomed to it.
Having followed Evil Blood for so many years, he had seen scenes far more cruel than this.
Evil Blood Douluo's eighth Spirit Ability, Return to Heaven with Blood!
It could even revive those considered beyond hope.
Using it on himself could repair 100% of his physical injuries, and on others, it could repair 80% of injuries.
The only price to pay was enough fresh blood.
Once, when Evil Blood Douluo was cut in half at the waist, he even directly bathed an entire village in blood to heal himself.
Such a domineering Spirit Ability naturally had certain limitations.
Using it on the same person, including himself, within three days would halve the recovery effect!
Everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter.
A misty ball of blood in Evil Blood Douluo's hand floated towards Tang Hao's body.
Immediately, a blood-red light shone on Tang Hao's body.
As if enveloped by a blood cocoon, his severed right arm began to reform, slowly repairing itself.
The areas that had been torn by Spirit Beasts also became full again.
Once Tang Hao's corpse was completely mended, Evil Blood Douluo waved his hand.
Tang Hao's corpse was directly lifted by a gust of wind.
The dazzling Ten Thousand Year spirit ring beneath Evil Blood Douluo's feet burst forth with a brilliant light.
One of his ninth Spirit Abilities, Evil Puppet Blood Zombie!
The red spirit ring suddenly split into two, one slowly leaving his body and floating above Tang Hao.
It slowly shrank and merged into Tang Hao's glabella.
Tang Hao, who had been lifeless, immediately changed.
His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and outside his black pupils, there was a blood-red ring.
He looked somewhat eerie, and his whole being appeared very numb.
"Sigh~ This strength is really a bit weak... It seems I can only save him for critical moments! At least let him 'die' with some value..."
Evil Blood Douluo waved his hand dismissively.
The sea of blood behind him immediately expanded, transforming into a giant beast that enveloped Tang Hao's corpse, then merged into the ninth spirit ring and disappeared.
His ninth Spirit Ability, Evil Puppet Blood Zombie, could only control one puppet.
When not in use, there was a space within the ninth spirit ring to nurture the puppet.
Since it was a dead object, soaking it inside prevented it from rotting.
It could preserve 80% of the puppet's strength.
However, because Tang Hao had lost a Spirit Bone from his right arm, his own strength had already fallen below rank ninety-five.
Now, after becoming a puppet, his strength was barely at the ninety-second rank.
Putting away his Spirit, Evil Blood Douluo turned to Hun Feng again.
"You mentioned Yu Luomian's daughter... Can we make something of her?"
"Your Excellency, her Spirit is a mutated Spirit, and she was once the Slaughter Corner of the Golden Triangle!"
"You're interested in her Spirit?" Evil Blood Douluo glanced at him, then frowned: "By the way, what is the Golden Triangle?"
Hun Feng was stunned, somewhat speechless.
This level of combination was indeed beneath Evil Blood Your Excellency's notice.
Hun Feng didn't explain much either.
"Rather than saying I'm interested in her Spirit, I'm more interested in the Spirit Fusion Skill formed by the Golden Triangle—the Holy Light Dragon!"
"Holy Light Dragon?!" A rare gleam appeared in Evil Blood Douluo's eyes: "That sounds quite interesting!"
Seeing Xue Beng standing to the side out of the corner of his eye, Evil Blood didn't talk much more about these matters.
"Alright... Let's put these matters aside for now! Let's return to Heaven Dou Imperial City first. We can't fall behind Star Luo's progress!"
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Hun Feng and Xue Beng respectfully agreed.
...
"Ah! We're finally out!"
At the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, Ning Rongrong, who was lying on Ye Qiu's back, raised her hands and comfortably enjoyed the sunlight shining down.
By this time, the sun was already high.
After walking for about an hour, their group finally returned to the small town they had come from earlier.
Looking at the bustling pedestrians, her whole being relaxed again.
The atmosphere in the Star Dou Great Forest was truly oppressive.
As a result, everyone's face was now filled with exhaustion.
Even Zhao Wuji, who had the highest cultivation, was no exception.
He carried the still stinking, unconscious Tang San on his back, maintaining a sour expression throughout the journey.
"Everyone, we will rest for a day in this town, and then return to the academy early tomorrow morning!"
"That's great! This Spirit hunting was truly exhausting!" Oscar, supported by Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, also looked listless.
No one objected to Zhao Wuji's decision.
Their current disheveled and dispirited appearance indeed required a good rest.
The group strolled along the street, eventually choosing the same inn as before.
"Same old rules! Food, clothing, and lodging are at your own expense."
As soon as they entered the inn, Zhao Wuji gave a reminder, then opened a room and went upstairs with Tang San on his back.
Dai Mubai and the others said something, then followed him up.
"Ye Qiu~ Let's have a good meal first!" Ning Rongrong wrapped her arms around Ye Qiu, still clinging to his back.
She couldn't stand eating only pastries and dry rations for the past few days.
"Right! Let's eat first, then go back to our rooms for a hot bath!" Xiao Wu also patted her stomach. Although she was a Soft Bones Demon Rabbit in human form, she couldn't eat carrots every meal!
"Alright! Then Miss Rongrong is treating!" Ye Qiu chuckled and agreed.
"No problem! Pretty boy, Miss will even support your women!" Ning Rongrong patted Ye Qiu's face, looking like she had money to spare.
"Hey! Don't be so loud!" Noticing the strange glances from some of the diners around them, Ye Qiu felt a bit uncomfortable and playfully slapped her perky bottom.
"Hmph! Miss is willing to support you..." Ning Rongrong blushed and quieted down a little.
"Come on, order! After we eat, you and Xiao Wu have to explain everything to us properly!" Zhu Zhuqing smiled faintly, holding Ye Qiu's arm and pulling him to a seat.
"Okay! I promise to tell the truth!" Ye Qiu put Ning Rongrong down and sat between Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.
He reached out and rubbed Xiao Wu's slightly bowed head, smiling at her. He believed Zhuqing and Rongrong wouldn't mind Xiao Wu's true identity.
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