The Origin Qi between heaven and earth was distinctly different from what he had previously sensed. The architectural style of the entire city was rugged and archaic, permeating with an ancient charm that could only be seen in the illustrations of history books.
On the streets, there were no traces of Soul tool technology; there were no soul tool automobiles, no mechas, or battle armors.
On the massive plaque hanging outside the city wall were clearly written the three characters for "Star Luo City," but this was clearly not the Star Luo Continent he knew.
Moreover, from the conversations of the commoners in the city, it was clear that this did not seem to be the World he originally inhabited!
The more he investigated, the more alarmed he became; the more he confirmed, the more incredulous he felt.
A preposterous thought gradually took shape in Yun Ming's mind: this seemed to be the World of Ten Thousand Years ago.
But... how could this be possible?
Could it be an illusion?
But with his mental force, what level of illusion could deceive his perception?
Just as Yun Ming was racking his brain to no avail, and the two clusters of golden Soul fire in his eye sockets were swaying violently, Huo Yuhao, who had been standing quietly to the side, finally spoke.
His voice was not loud, and his tone was as calm as if he were stating a common fact, but every word that fell into Elder Yun's ears was like a thunderclap: "Elder Yun, welcome to the World of Ten Thousand Years ago."
Yun Ming looked at Huo Yuhao, the two clusters of golden Soul fire in his eye sockets jumping violently. His tone, usually as steady as a mountain, actually carried a hint of incredulity that even he could not completely suppress.
His voice trembled slightly as he said: "Is this... really the Douluo Continent of Ten Thousand Years ago?"
Huo Yuhao nodded seriously: "That's right, this is the Douluo Continent of Ten Thousand Years ago. I accidentally obtained the ability to Transmigration through time and space, and I can travel between the two Worlds of Ten Thousand Years ago and Ten Thousand Years later."
Based on Yun Ming's understanding of Huo Yuhao, this young man was thoughtful and steady in his actions, and he would certainly not, nor did he have any reason to, lie to him about such an incredible matter.
Moreover, the surrounding scenery confirmed Huo Yuhao's words in every way.
He forcibly suppressed the surging waves in his heart and slowly floated to the side of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Through the clear glass, he looked down at this Star Luo City of Ten Thousand Years ago.
A moment later, Yun Ming finally could not help but sigh, his tone full of awe and shock: "Traveling through Ten Thousand Years of time, moving between two Worlds—this is likely a great power that only true gods can master."
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao secretly muttered to himself in his heart that even a God King could not do this; the God King of Destruction himself had said so.
However, after a moment of silence, Yun Ming suddenly froze again, as if he had suddenly thought of some question.
He slowly turned around to look at Huo Yuhao and asked, enunciating every word: "You... you wouldn't be that Huo Yuhao from Ten Thousand Years ago, would you?"
Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback upon hearing this; he had not expected Yun Ming to think of this so quickly.
Meeting Yun Ming's incredibly complex gaze, he nodded lightly: "That's right, I am the Huo Yuhao of this World, the very same Spirit Ice recorded in the history books Ten Thousand Years later."
The two clusters of golden Soul fire in Yun Ming's eye sockets jumped violently twice; this shock was no less than confirming he was in the World of Ten Thousand Years ago.
Spirit Ice Douluo was one of the most illustrious legendary figures in the history of Shrek Academy, an ancestor-level existence whose name all Shrek Juniors grew up hearing.
Now, this legendary ancestor was standing alive right in front of him, and he was even a young man whom he had known for a long time and had always treated as a Junior.
The office became much quieter again; Yun Ming now did not quite know how to face Huo Yuhao.
In the end, it was Huo Yuhao who broke the silence first: "Elder Yun, in this World of Ten Thousand Years ago, no one knows you. As long as the Soul Origin of your lich body remains unextinguished, you can live forever and be undying."
"If you are willing, you can completely live here, stand under the sun again, feel the wind again, feel the rain again, and feel the fireworks of this World."
Hearing Huo Yuhao still addressing him as "Elder Yun," Yun Ming was slightly stunned, and then the complex, indescribable feeling of awkwardness in his heart quietly dissipated for the most part.
He calmly accepted this form of address and refocused his attention on Huo Yuhao's proposal.
Regarding this proposal, an irrepressible palpitation of the heart indeed surged within him.
He said with his mouth that he wanted to stay in the Undead Plane forever, but who would truly be willing to stay in a dead, desolate place that never saw the light of day?
He had lost his physical body, but he still longed to see living flowers, plants, and trees, to hear people's laughter and chatter, and to live in a real World with the changing of four seasons, and with birth, aging, sickness, and death.
"Live in this World?"
Yun Ming muttered to himself, looking at the bustling streets and row upon row of buildings in Star Luo City below, a faint glimmer of longing flashing deep within his Soul fire.
Seeing that he was moved, Huo Yuhao struck while the iron was hot and continued: "If Elder Yun is willing, why not join this Spirit Pagoda that was just established Ten Thousand Years ago?"
The "already arranged" that he had just told Gongyang Mo included Yun Ming.
Although Yun Ming had lost his physical body and his strength was far from his Peak period, he could still be comparable to a Super Douluo.
With him guarding the Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yuhao could be more at ease.
However, to his surprise, after hearing these words, Yun Ming was silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head.
He turned around and floated in front of Huo Yuhao, his voice even lower than before: "Yuhao, the era you are in should also be the era when the Holy Spirit Cult is rising, right?"
According to historical records, on the Douluo Continent, ever since Sea God Tang San became a god twenty thousand years ago, Evil Soul Masters gradually began to appear.
These Evil Soul Masters took pleasure in slaughter and fed on resentment; wherever they went, living beings were devastated, and they committed countless heinous crimes all over the continent.
However, most of those Evil Soul Masters were just scattered stragglers, fighting on their own and not affiliated with each other.
Even if occasionally there were a few Evil Soul Masters who had Cultivated to the level of Titled Douluo, they were all lone wolves; although vicious, they ultimately could not amount to much.
However, Ten Thousand Years ago, which is the era Huo Yuhao is in now, those Evil Soul Masters who had originally fought on their own were suddenly gathered together as if by an invisible hand, united as never before, and founded the so-called Holy Spirit Cult.
From then on, the shadow of the Holy Spirit Cult shrouded the entire continent like a maggot on the bone for as long as Ten Thousand Years!
Huo Yuhao heard the hatred for the Holy Spirit Cult in Yun Ming's tone; although he was unwilling to get involved in the rebuilding of Shrek Academy, this by no means meant that he had let go of his hatred for the Holy Spirit Cult.
Huo Yuhao guessed Yun Ming's thoughts and asked: "Does Elder Yun want to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult?"
Yun Ming slowly opened his arms, displaying his currently illusory body.
A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone carried a bit of bitterness but was unusually frank: "Look at me now; isn't this exactly a natural-born Evil Soul Master?"
"There is no need to disguise myself; if I just stand there, who would doubt that I am not an Evil Soul Master?"
"I'm afraid that when the people of the Holy Spirit Cult see me, they will think it is some old Devil Head who has been living in seclusion for many years coming out of hiding."
After speaking, he slowly lowered his hands, his expression straightened, and the light in his Soul fire suddenly became a bit sharper: "According to the internal secret records of Shrek Academy, Ten Thousand Years ago... which is this current era, the Holy Spirit Cult was once besieged and nearly wiped out."
"But later facts proved that that siege failed to completely eradicate the Holy Spirit Cult, and there were still fish that slipped through the net lurking in the shadows."
"Perhaps only by infiltrating the interior of the Holy Spirit Cult can one truly figure out all the roots and veins of this organization, and only then can it be completely uprooted."
Hearing Yun Ming's resolute tone, Huo Yuhao knew that he had already made up his mind, so he did not speak to dissuade him again.
He just sighed softly: "With Elder Yun personally taking action, I think the Holy Spirit Cult will surely be completely wiped out this time. On the continent Ten Thousand Years later, perhaps we will no longer hear news of Evil Soul Masters running rampant."
He paused and then said: "However, Elder Yun need not be in a hurry. You can first learn the methods of the lich from Teacher, so that you can better disguise yourself as an Evil Soul Master."
Hearing this, Yun Ming was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded, accepting Huo Yuhao's suggestion.
Electrolux was the master of Necromancy and an existence closer to the Divine Rank than he was.
If he could learn a few true skills of the lich from Electrolux, his strength could be further improved, and then the certainty of destroying the Holy Spirit Cult would be even greater.
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