The moment the Light Of Time and Space was shattered, the Evil Eye Emperor saw Huo Yuhao, who had seemed frozen in mid-air just a moment ago, resume his movements.
He pressed down with his right hand, and the hundreds-meter-long giant sword of destruction hovering above crashed down with a deafening roar.
Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn in two, leaving behind a dark purple trajectory that looked as though it had been scorched, precisely slashing into the Evil Eye Emperor's massive, three-hundred-meter-wide body.
There was no violent explosion, no deafening roar; the giant sword silently pierced straight through the center of the Evil Eye Emperor's body, splitting it neatly in two with zero room for resistance.
The dark clouds shrouding the Demon Forest abruptly dissipated at that moment, revealing the obscured heavenly light.
Immediately after, two massive remaining corpses tumbled from the sky, slamming heavily deep into the Demon Forest, flattening an expanse of ancient trees that had survived for who knows how many years, kicking up a sky-full of dust and debris.
This sudden turn of events caused the two warring factions below to stop fighting almost simultaneously, everyone staring blankly at the two remaining corpses of the Evil Eye Emperor, their eyes filled with undisguisable disbelief.
In just a brief moment, the Evil Eye Emperor—an existence ranked second on the continent's Vicious Beast ranking—had actually been killed just like that?Those Evil Soul Masters of the Holy Spirit Cult turned pale, as if some pillar supporting their beliefs was silently collapsing.
As for the powerhouses of the Three Douluo Empires, they involuntarily shifted their gazes once again toward that figure in mid-air, their eyes filled with shock.
This young master of the Spirit Pagoda actually possessed such strength already?
On the Evil Eye Emperor's massive body, a scarlet spirit ring slowly emerged, hovering in mid-air like a solidified blood moon; that was a spirit ring whose age had reached 790,000 years.
Many Spirit Masters looked at this spirit ring, and even though their spirit ring slots had long been full, a trace of greed still involuntarily flashed in their eyes.
That yearning for ultimate power was an instinct engraved in the bones of almost every Spirit Master, but that trace of greed flashed for only a fraction of a second before being suppressed by a much clearer sense of reason.
Because when they thought of that figure in mid-air as powerful as a god and demon, that undeserved thought was instantly snuffed out, dissipating faster than it had arrived.
Huo Yuhao's thoughts shifted slightly, and a silver-white figure appeared on his shoulder, which was none other than the Spirit Soul Xiao Yin.
That silver-white evil eye was now more solid in form than before, with fine golden patterns flowing deep within its pupils. Under the blessing of the divine trial's reward, it had now evolved into a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Soul.
At this moment, looking at the Evil Eye Emperor's massive remaining corpse below, its eyes held not a shred of grief over the Old Ancestor's demise, but were instead filled with eager excitement and longing, because Huo Yuhao had already told it in advance what would be done next.
Huo Yuhao raised the Scepter of Destruction in his hand once more, but this time, what surged at the tip of the scepter was not the power of destruction, but a wisp of gentle golden light.
He began to employ magical means, and golden magic runes spread out in circles from the tip of the scepter, falling like ripples into the scarlet spirit ring below.
The Origin energy within that 790,000-year spirit ring was being slowly guided and stripped away, eventually transforming into a tangible stream of light that continuously poured into Xiao Yin's body.
Xiao Yin's figure trembled slightly, and then a layer of deep and bright light lit up within its pupils.
It could clearly perceive that its mental force was climbing at an unprecedented speed, and its power of Origin was also rapidly growing.
This was also the plan Huo Yuhao had formulated long ago; he did not choose the Evil Eye Emperor as his ninth spirit ring, but neither would he waste a spirit ring most suited for him, so he wanted to use the Evil Eye Emperor's Origin to enhance Xiao Yin's foundation.
After Fusion with the Evil Eye Emperor's Origin, Xiao Yin's first two Spirit Abilities would undergo a qualitative change, becoming even stronger than many of his subsequent Spirit Abilities.
At this moment, the battle below had completely ceased.
Everyone tilted their heads back to look at the scene unfolding in mid-air, with expressions of all kinds.
The gazes of the Holy Spirit Cult members were filled with terror. The Supreme Patriarch was trapped, and the Evil Eye Emperor was killed; it felt as though they were watching with their own eyes as their final backing vanished bit by bit.
As for the powerhouses of the Three Douluo Nations, the gazes they directed at Huo Yuhao no longer held shock, but rather a reverence akin to looking up at a deity.
Not only because he killed the Evil Eye Emperor in an almost one-hit-kill manner, but even more so because of the methods he was displaying now that far exceeded their cognition.
It made them truly realize that the young man before them had stepped into a Domain they could never touch.
Not long after, that huge scarlet spirit ring in the Demon Forest completely disappeared.
The 790,000 years of Origin energy accumulated by the Evil Eye Emperor had now been completely absorbed by Xiao Yin.
Huo Yuhao slightly tilted his head, his gaze falling upon the miniature silver-white evil eye on his shoulder.
At this moment, Xiao Yin's appearance had also undergone some changes. Its body was still silver-white, but it was more solid than before, as if wrapped in a layer of fine luster.
The eighty-one tentacles behind it were swaying slowly, their edges faintly shimmering with a dull silver light.
And the most prominent change was its pupils, which had turned dark red like a pool of solidified blood, looking extremely similar to the Evil Eye Emperor's previous appearance.
However, the expression in Xiao Yin's eyes at this moment was completely different from the Evil Eye Emperor's, filled with irrepressible excitement and thrill.
Looking at Huo Yuhao, its voice carried a gratitude that bordered on trembling: "Thank you, Master! Without Master, there would be no today for me!"
At this moment, Xiao Yin felt incomparably fortunate that it had chosen to become Huo Yuhao's Spirit Soul back then. Now, it had surpassed all past ancestors, albeit in the identity of a Spirit Soul.
However, Huo Yuhao was on the verge of becoming a god, and at that time, they, as Spirit Souls, would also be able to attain eternal life along with him; that was the truly thrilling matter that made it hard to contain itself.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao only smiled slightly and didn't say much. With a movement of his thoughts, Xiao Yin had already returned to his Spiritual Sea.
Immediately afterward, Huo Yuhao slowly descended from high altitude, his gaze falling toward the area firmly locked down by the thunder of destruction below.
Ye Xishui was still trapped within it, and that sea of blood that once covered the sky had now been compressed into a tiny area by the thunder of destruction.
Huo Yuhao's gaze lingered on her. In those eyes, there was no pity, no hesitation, only a tranquility as if it should naturally be so.
He raised his hand holding the Scepter of Destruction and gently pointed toward Ye Xishui's direction.
Those thunderbolts of destruction that had originally stagnated in mid-air gathered once more in an instant, closing in toward that constantly shrinking sea of blood.
The air around Ye Xishui emitted a faint buzzing sound under the squeezing of the thunder, and that sea of blood was being evaporated and dissipated layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Xishui could clearly feel the power of those purple-black thunderbolts of destruction. Even though she was a Limit Douluo, once she touched those thunderbolts, she would likely only meet the fate of biting the dust on the spot.
Her face no longer held its previous ruthlessness and ferocity; instead, a trace of resignation-like calmness surfaced, and she slowly closed her eyes, as if she had already prepared herself to welcome death.
Right at this moment, Long Xiaoyao not far away suddenly moved.
He abruptly pulled away from his standoff with Di Tian, his figure darting into the distance like a black stream of light.
Di Tian did not pursue, merely hovering in place and watching that departing figure, because the direction Long Xiaoyao was heading was precisely where Huo Yuhao was located.
With Huo Yuhao there, there was simply no need for him to make a move.
Di Tian looked at Huo Yuhao standing in mid-air not far away, a trace of complexity in his gaze.
The strength this young man had displayed today far exceeded his expectations.
To be honest, Di Tian felt that even he himself was no longer Huo Yuhao's match now.
Detecting Long Xiaoyao's action, Huo Yuhao did not make a move to stop him either.
Because he saw clearly that the direction Long Xiaoyao was charging toward was precisely Ye Xishui's side.
He was not trying to escape at all, nor was he attempting a sneak attack; instead, he crashed straight into the area densely covered with the thunder of destruction.
Those purple-black thunderbolts leaped and churned around him, as if they could tear him to pieces at any moment.
Yet his speed did not slow down in the slightest, nor did his gaze deviate; he just kept charging toward Ye Xishui's direction with all his might.
The thunder of destruction seemed not to exist before him at all, and he crashed straight into the center of that thunder web just like that.
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