The moment he put on his battle armor, Huo Yuhao's aura suddenly erupted like an ignited flame, revealing his sharp edge.
That presence was pushed to the level of a Limit Douluo in an instant, and even vaguely seemed a bit higher.
Ye Xishui's pupils shrank slightly as she clearly felt that Huo Yuhao's aura had already steadily surpassed her own.
At the same time, a huge ice wall suddenly condensed and formed in front of Huo Yuhao, taking on a deep azure blue color throughout and exuding an unprecedentedly freezing temperature.
That beam of the death god tower slammed fiercely against the ice wall, producing a piercing tearing sound.
The Death God's Light possessed both physical and mental double attacks simultaneously, with the core of the physical level being an ultra-high temperature Spirit pressure ray, whose temperature was high enough to directly melt an ordinary Spirit Master's Martial Soul True Body.
Yet the Ultimate Ice released by Huo Yuhao at this moment demonstrated temperature resistance far exceeding the ordinary; the ice layer constantly evaporated and re-condensed in front of the high temperature, stubbornly blocking the Death God's Light ahead.
Simultaneously, Huo Yuhao chanted words, and strands of golden magic runes continuously emerged from around his body, spreading outward like rings of dense ripples to meet the power of billions of resentful Souls within the Death God's Light.
Those golden runes seemed to carry a certain purifying power, and wherever they passed, the aura of the resentful Souls quietly dissolved like mist touched by sunlight.
Ye Xishui's pair of eyes, originally filled with killing intent, became much clearer at this moment. She looked at Huo Yuhao in shock, never having imagined that someone could withstand the full blow of the death god tower in such a manner.
What made her heart sink even more was that she had no idea what method Huo Yuhao had used; the power of the resentful Soul curses accumulated in the death god tower for many years was being dissolved at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Xishui decisively terminated the Spirit Power input. If she continued to maintain this Death God's Light, I'm afraid that before breaking through Huo Yuhao's defense, her own death god tower, forged with years of painstaking effort, would be ruined first.
Ye Xishui halted her offensive, and Huo Yuhao accordingly dispersed the huge ice wall in front of him.
The two looked at each other across mid-air, the air lingering with the residual warmth that had not yet dissipated after the collision of the Death God's Light and the Ultimate Ice just now.
Huo Yuhao's expression turned slightly cold, his gaze landing on Ye Xishui.
Many of these Evil Soul Masters in the Douluo World possessed the ability to manipulate undead or corpses.
But most of these were bound to Spirits or Spirit Abilities, belonging to abilities endowed by Innate nature.
Because of this, their methods naturally appeared somewhat crude in the eyes of Huo Yuhao, who truly grasped the essence of Necromancy.
He did not rely on Spirit endowments, but truly understood the essence of the undead through learning magic, knowing how to control and dissolve them.
Therefore, his Necromancy could be called a natural nemesis to many Evil Soul Masters.
After a brief shock, the killing intent in Ye Xishui's gaze towards Huo Yuhao grew even more intense.
Since the death god tower could do nothing to the opponent, they could only rely on a Spirit Master's true skills.
Although the aura on Huo Yuhao at this moment seemed even stronger than hers, Ye Xishui simply refused to believe that she, who had dominated the continent for a hundred years, couldn't deal with a punk in his early twenties.
Red light suddenly flashed beneath her feet, and her seventh spirit ring was instantly lit up, the dark red light blooming beneath her feet like a blooming blood flower.
Immediately, her figure disappeared in place like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind, while the Blood Soul Demon Puppet originally suspended above her head instantly surged to a height of one hundred meters, standing in the sky above the battlefield like a mountain piled with flesh and blood, blocking out the sky and sun.
Resorting directly to her Martial Soul True Body right from the start showed that she had already given Huo Yuhao sufficient importance.
Following closely after, a scarlet red light lit up from her ninth spirit ring again.
A large patch of blood-red airflow suddenly surged from behind Ye Xishui, those air currents churning and gathered like living creatures, rapidly spreading out to form a vast Domain resembling a sea of blood.
This was her ninth Spirit Ability, the Boundless Sea of Blood!
Any existence touched by the airflow of this sea of blood would be instantly vaporized and devoured, and its power would be fed back to Ye Xishui herself.
At this moment, this sea of blood was not just coming for Huo Yuhao; it was rapidly spreading around, as if about to launch an indiscriminate group devouring, sweeping those Titled Douluo fighting below into it together.
Huo Yuhao's pupils shrank slightly; the opponent's intention was already very obvious.
If this sea of blood were allowed to spread further, those powerhouses from the Three Douluo Countries below would truly suffer a devastating disaster.
However, seeing this, there was no panic in Huo Yuhao's eyes.
He only slowly extended his right hand, and a purple-black scepter appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The scepter was dark throughout, carved with fine and ancient patterns on its shaft, and inlaid with a deep purple orb at the top.
One could clearly see a distinct sword scar on the upper part of the scepter, as if it had almost been severed by something sharp to the extreme.
Yet even so, an extremely terrifying force of destruction still surged within the orb at the top of that scepter at this moment.
This was precisely the Super Divine Artifact Scepter of Destruction obtained by Huo Yuhao from Ten Thousand Years later. Although that Asura sword wound made it no longer possess the complete might of a Super Divine Artifact, it was still a genuine Divine Artifact.
Huo Yuhao had now passed the first six trials of the God of Destruction's trials, and his compatibility with the God of Destruction had reached seventy percent, allowing him to preliminarily use this Divine Artifact.
Actually, it wasn't that he had no other methods to deal with Ye Xishui, but at this moment he only wanted a quick resolution; the longer it dragged on, the more variables there would be.
Since he wanted to end this battle at the fastest speed, he naturally had to pull out his strongest methods.
Huo Yuhao held the Scepter of Destruction high above his head, and the orb at the top of the scepter suddenly lit up. The purple-black light, like an ignited dark star, radiated a solemn and blazing halo all around.
The next moment, the Divine Power of destruction that did not belong to the Douluo Continent surged crazily atop that scepter, transforming into streams of purple-black thunder that poured down like a waterfall descending from the heavens, completely enveloping Ye Xishui's Martial Soul True Body along with that boundless sea of blood.
Wherever those destructive thunders fell, the air slightly distorted.
Feeling the destructive force around her that made her feel palpitations from the depths of her Soul, Ye Xishui's expression finally changed.
She manipulated her blood Qi to continuously surge outward, attempting to tear open a gap from this area shrouded by thunder.
Yet as long as her blood Qi touched those purple-black lightning bolts, it was instantly shattered into nothingness, without even a shred of room for struggle.
Her attacks, her defense, and the sea of blood she relied upon for fame were all as fragile as thin paper in front of that scepter, shattering at a single touch.
Only until this moment did Ye Xishui truly realize that she was truly not the opponent of the youth before her.
It wasn't "might not be able to win," but rather having zero chance of winning.
Standing within that continuously shrinking blood-colored space and watching those purple-black thunders approach inch by inch, a trace of genuine panic surfaced in her eyes for the first time.
Having dominated the continent for a hundred years, she had never imagined that she would be forced into such a plight by a young man in his early twenties in this manner.
Having exhausted all her methods at this moment yet being restrained by Huo Yuhao at every turn, Ye Xishui had never suffered such a loss in all her years dominating the continent.
But she was not prepared to resign herself to fate just like that either. Feeling the destructive thunder continuously enveloping her from all around, Ye Xishui shouted aloud: "Evil Emperor, why aren't you making a move?!"
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