Huo Yuhao noticed that in the depths of the billowing gray mist in the distance, a figure completely different from the surrounding Undead creatures suddenly appeared silently.
The surrounding Undead creatures seemed to sense an existence that they instinctively revered, and they automatically retreated to both sides, clearing a straight path like a receding tide.
The person was clad in gray armor, covered by a cloak of the same color, but the gray was not the lifeless gray of death, but a strange, almost crystalline gray.
His appearance was extremely handsome, with sharp, chiseled features. A head of jet-black hair was scattered loosely behind his head, making his pale, almost transparent face look even more eerie and cold. There was not a hint of living blood color on his entire body.
In his right hand, he held a slender, long cross sword, and the almost transparent blade was wrapped in flickering gray mist.
The tip of the sword dragged on the paved stone floor, creating a teeth-grinding, harsh screeching sound as he walked at a leisurely pace.
Limit Douluo!
These four words exploded in Huo Yuhao's mind the moment he saw the other person.
He finally understood why the teachers were so solemn; the person who came was actually an Evil Soul Master at the Limit Douluo level.
That was an existence standing at the very top of the entire continent, a peerless powerhouse on the same level as Leng Yaozhu and Saint Dragon, and the entire Holy Spirit Cult probably couldn't find many existences of this level.
Han Tianyi stared fixedly at the figure walking slowly closer, his brows locked into a frown, and his aged voice sounded low in this gray space: "The Holy Spirit Cult has one Emperor, two Empresses, and four Heavenly Kings. With your cultivation, Your Excellency must hold a high position among them. May I ask which one you are?"
The handsome man walking slowly approached and stopped about twenty steps away from the two, his pale lips curling slightly upward, revealing a cold and elegant smile, but that smile only made people feel a chill down their spines.
His voice was clear and low, and his tone carried a bit of careless arrogance and mockery: "So it is the Illusion Brain Douluo. It is rare to see someone of your generation, but you cannot stop me."
After saying this, he slowly raised his right hand holding the cross sword.
He casually made a light slash in the Void Realm in front of him with the long sword, his movements elegant and calm, and then shouted: "Come out, Netherworld Rebirth."
A cluster of gray flames rose suddenly from the center of this man without warning, and then spread crazily in all directions like a burst dam.
The flames were silent, without scorching heat or crackling sounds, but they carried a dead silence and coldness that made the depths of one's Soul tremble.
All the Undead creatures touched by the gray flames also burst into the same gray flames, and the Soul fire originally flickering in their eye sockets suddenly surged at this moment, and the aura emitted from their bodies climbed crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And when Han Tianyi heard the four words "Netherworld Rebirth", those dusty memories poured out like a burst dam.
That was something from his youth. At that time, he was just a rising star who had just stepped into the Titled Douluo Rank, but a name that made the entire Spirit Master's world tremble appeared on the continent — Pluto Douluo Harosa, titled Pluto.
The Netherworld Rebirth Domain was the innate companion Domain of Pluto Douluo Pluto Douluo Harosa.
From the moment Pluto Douluo Harosa was born, death followed him like a shadow, and the more death there was, the stronger his strength became.
Titled Douluo at nineteen, Super Douluo at twenty-five, Limit Douluo at thirty.
Such a cultivation speed could not be matched even by Yun Ming, who was once hailed as the number one person on the continent.
In the end, it was the previous Master of the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy, the Heaven-Favored Douluo, together with the Light and Dark Douluo, and the previous Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, the Heaven-Battling Douluo, three Limit Douluo standing at the Peak of the continent, who joined forces to kill this terrifying Evil Soul Master.
But looking at it now, that battle back then did not completely kill Pluto Douluo Harosa. This legendary Evil Soul Master who once made the entire continent tremble had been reborn and returned.
Precisely because he knew the terror of Pluto Douluo Harosa, Han Tianyi stepped forward without hesitation, blocking Huo Yuhao firmly behind him.
"So it is Pluto Douluo. I didn't expect you to still be alive?!"
Pluto Douluo Harosa snorted: "What do you mean by I am still alive? This seat has never died!"
Facing this existence, Han Tianyi had no illusions. He said in a deep voice: "Pluto Douluo Harosa, if you dare to touch Yuhao, from now on, no matter where you go to the ends of the earth, you will face the unlimited pursuit of our Spirit Pagoda with all our might."
Hearing this, Pluto Douluo Harosa seemed to have heard a very funny joke and raised his head, letting out a wanton and arrogant laugh.
He slowly raised his left hand, his slender, pale fingers elegantly wiping across the corners of his mouth, his tone full of careless contempt: "I can even kill the Master of the Sea God Pavilion, do you think I am afraid of your Spirit Pagoda?"
Then he sneered again: "Besides, your Spirit Pagoda is not united internally. Want to hunt me down? Go back and unify your stance before coming to talk to me about hunting me down."
Han Tianyi's heart sank upon hearing this. For a figure like Pluto Douluo Harosa, threats were indeed useless.
Pluto Douluo Harosa's gaze crossed Han Tianyi's shoulder and fell on Huo Yuhao.
He was not in a hurry to make a move and said without taboo: "Kid, someone wants your life. Meeting me here today can only be considered your bad luck."
After speaking, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the enemy-facing Han Tianyi, a playful smile appearing on his pale lips: "Illusion Brain Douluo, your opponent is not me."
Han Tianyi's pupils shrank sharply upon hearing this, and then he saw another figure slowly walk out of the gray mist behind Pluto Douluo Harosa.
It was a tall woman with a slender figure, her purple-red hair tied into a neat ponytail, swinging from side to side behind her head as she walked.
Her face was beautiful but revealed an uncomfortable, cold, and vicious aura, making the face that should have been pleasing to the eye look exceptionally twisted.
After Han Tianyi saw the newcomer's appearance, his whole body shook violently, and he exclaimed in shock: "Leng Yulai, why is it you? You actually joined the Holy Spirit Cult?!"
Huo Yuhao's gaze was also locked on the figure with the purple-red ponytail at the same time. He had seen this person's photo in Leng Yaozhu's office, and he judged the other party's identity almost instantly.
Leng Yulai, his teacher Leng Yaozhu's own younger sister, Spirit Dark Phoenix, titled Dark Phoenix.
Leng Yulai sneered upon hearing this. She raised those eyes that were somewhat similar to Leng Yaozhu's but completely different, and coldly swept over Han Tianyi's old face, which was full of shock and pain, and said indifferently: "My Spirit was originally an evil Spirit. What is strange about joining the Holy Spirit Cult?"
Han Tianyi opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and heavy: "Leng Yulai, your sister has been looking for you all these years. If she knew you joined the Holy Spirit Cult..."
"Don't mention her to me!"
Leng Yulai interrupted him abruptly, her tone rising sharply. A look of almost hideous hatred and anger appeared on her beautiful face, making her features twisted.
"She is not worthy of being my sister either. She says one thing and does another!"
Han Tianyi clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his aged face twitching slightly. After a moment of silence, he spoke slowly: "Leng Yulai, you are not my match."
Leng Yulai's Spirit Power was Rank 97, one Rank lower than Han Tianyi.
Her battle armor was only Three-Word Battle Armor, while Han Tianyi wore four-word battle armor.
Therefore, whether in terms of Spirit Power or battle armor, Leng Yulai was indeed no match for Han Tianyi.
"Then... what about adding me!"
A crisp, silver bell-like voice suddenly drifted out from the depths of the gray mist, and then a petite figure hopped out of the gray mist.
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A/N:
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