Huo Yuhao's mental force, which he had always been proud of, was now receiving unprecedented and intense suppression.
With the power infused by that purple-black beam of light, Nightmare Old Demon's mental force had soared to the Peak of the Spirit Domain Realm, only a step away from the legendary "Divine Origin Realm".
Facing this mountain-like and sea-like majestic mental force, Huo Yuhao's mental force, which had just entered the Spirit Domain Realm, was like a lone boat in a raging storm, pressed so hard he could barely breathe.
Under Nightmare Old Demon's full exertion, Huo Yuhao's consciousness became dazed once again. That power, which was countless times stronger than before, was like countless invisible tentacles, crazily drilling into his Spiritual Sea, attempting to drag him into the endless abyss personally woven by Nightmare.
But this time, it wasn't that Huo Yuhao had voluntarily given up resistance; it was that even after struggling to resist, he still couldn't hold on. The gap in mental force between the two was simply too large.
In the moment before his consciousness was about to completely fall into a daze, Huo Yuhao's voice drifted gently within his own Spiritual Sea.
"Teacher, I still have to trouble you to take action."
The moment his voice fell, Electrolux's aged and majestic voice rang out in the Spiritual Sea. That voice carried a clear trace of anger: "Rest assured, leave it to me."
"Mere residual Souls, daring to act presumptuously in front of me?"
"Hmph! My title is the Necromancy Holy Law God. When it comes to playing with Souls, this group of juniors isn't even fit to carry my shoes."
Outside, under the gaze of Destruction and Nightmare, Huo Yuhao's eyes had become blurred and unfocused, his pupils losing their focus, and his whole person swaying unsteadily.
Nightmare floated in mid-air, a satisfied smile already appearing on the corner of his mouth.
This brat was about to completely fall into his dream. Once there, he would be the Master, he would be the Law.
So what if he was in the Spirit Domain Realm? Wouldn't he still be at his mercy to be molded or flattened?
He wanted to let this kid from the Spirit Pagoda have a good taste of what a real Nightmare was like.
However, at this very moment, the aura of Huo Yuhao's entire being underwent a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change.
A strange and majestic pressure suddenly erupted from within his body; that aura was desolate, ancient, majestic, and divine.
Huo Yuhao's clothes were buffeted by this aura, flapping loudly, and his black hair moved without wind. In an instant, his entire temperament underwent a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change.
If the previous Huo Yuhao was a Prodigy with a calm temperament, then at this moment, just by standing there, he made people feel an urge to worship him.
Huo Yuhao's feet slowly left the ground, his whole person floating in mid-air, his sleeves fluttering as if a Divinity had descended upon the world.
Under his feet, a gray spirit ring quietly emerged. On that gray, there were countless tiny golden patterns, looking mysterious and divine. His originally clear and lively eyes were now covered by a layer of faint gray light, adding a touch of majesty to his entire being.
The changes in Huo Yuhao made both Nightmare and Destruction instantly change color.
Both wrinkled faces were filled with unbelievable shock. Nightmare's figure, floating in mid-air, stiffened suddenly, and the knuckles of Destruction's hand holding the cane turned white. Both instinctively felt a terrifying aura from the youth floating in mid-air.
The intensity of this aura might not have exceeded them, but it carried a natural power of restraint that made their very Souls tremble. That feeling was like a mouse meeting a cat; it was an absolute suppression branded into the Origin of the Soul.
Nightmare's experience was the most obvious; he discovered with horror that the dream-entry control he had just exerted on Huo Yuhao with all his might had completely failed in an instant.
That layer of the Heavenly Net he had meticulously woven with mental force was as fragile as a spider web encountering a raging fire in front of that strange and ancient aura, and it was burned to nothing in an instant.
And the youth only slightly turned his head, glancing at him faintly with those eyes covered by a layer of gray light, and Nightmare felt as if his Soul had been grabbed in the palm of a hand and squeezed hard, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Only to see Huo Yuhao's lips slightly open and close, murmuring to himself. That voice was deep and ancient, the rhythm eerie, and between the ups and downs of the tone, it carried a desolate rhythm that did not belong to this era.
Nightmare and Destruction looked at each other, but couldn't understand a single word; that was simply not any known language on the Douluo Continent.
As that ancient incantation echoed in the valley, golden runes appeared out of thin air around Huo Yuhao. Those runes flowed with brilliant golden light, their shapes complex and profound, and every stroke outlined was secretly in line with some kind of Law of Heaven and Earth.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and lightly pointed his fingertip forward.
In an instant, those golden runes floating around him, like soldiers who had received an order, turned into streams of golden light and shot towards Nightmare and Destruction.
The two couldn't react in time before they were surrounded by the golden runes flying all over the sky, layer upon layer, watertight.
Those runes slowly rotated around them, forming two cages of brilliant golden light, trapping them firmly inside.
Nightmare was the first to notice something wrong. He discovered with horror that the power he had borrowed from the Destruction beam of light in his body was flowing away at an alarming speed.
As the borrowed power dissipated, his originally solid body, which was like an Immortal Master, suddenly became illusory and transparent, revealing the true state of his Soul body.
Destruction on the side was in the same situation; the hand holding his cane was already so faint that its outline could barely be seen, and his whole person was like ink diluted by water, becoming increasingly faint and blurred.
But that wasn't the end. After trapping the two, those golden runes began to emit a power they couldn't understand or resist.
That power carried no killing intent, but it made their Soul bodies, like ice and snow placed under the scorching sun, continue to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they might completely dissipate in this world at any moment.
Destruction and Nightmare's gradually transparent eyes met, and they both saw the same unacceptable answer in each other's eyes.
The two Old freaks who had guarded Devil Island for over a thousand years, in the hands of that kid from the Spirit Pagoda, couldn't even muster a shred of resistance.
Destruction shouted in disbelief: "How is this possible, what kind of power is this?!"
He had lived for over sixteen hundred years and considered himself well-informed, but he couldn't even grasp a clue about the power displayed by the youth in front of him.
It wasn't a Spirit Ability, yet it had an absolute restraint against Soul bodies like theirs, almost like a natural enemy.
He had no doubt that if the other party was willing, he could absolutely make them both completely vanish into thin air.
Nightmare floated in mid-air, his illusory and transparent body trembling slightly. The look in his eyes towards Huo Yuhao no longer held the previous anger and unwillingness; replaced by a kind of fear from the depths of his Soul. Like Destruction, he had never thought that one day he would fall into the hands of a teenager.
"Huo Yuhao" did not continue to attack. He floated in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his eyes covered with gray light sweeping faintly over Destruction and Nightmare.
His voice was deep and majestic, his tone carrying an undisguised contempt: "Just Soul bodies that have barely managed to survive until now by relying on the special environment of this treasure land. Not even a lich, and with such meager attainments, you dare to show off in front of me?"
Destruction and Nightmare didn't know what a lich was, but since they died over a thousand years ago, they had once again truly felt the threat of "death".
Once an expert makes a move, you know if they are real.
Electrolux only tried a little, and he suppressed two Soul bodies comparable to Super Douluo to the point of having no power to fight back.
A moment later, the vision on Huo Yuhao's body slowly dissipated.
Those eyes covered with gray light returned to their original brightness and clarity, and the ancient and majestic aura around his body also quietly receded like a tide.
Obviously, Electrolux had completed his task and successfully retired, returning control of the body to Huo Yuhao.
And that crushing battle just now was like a short and violent storm, coming suddenly and leaving cleanly.
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