In the eyes of the man's soul, Huo Yuhao seemed to have disappeared from the sight of the people around him.
The surrounding soul masters couldn't see his presence at all; he moved like a ghost, silently harvesting the souls of the Dawn Society members as he passed by them.
Another domain?
"What exactly do you want to do?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Can't you see? Making use of waste."
Huo Yuhao said indifferently.
While the evil soul masters were rapidly advancing, it wasn't without side effects. The original Dark Blood Demon had absorbed millions of souls, and while his strength increased, it also left behind a hidden ailment.
Due to devouring too many souls, each soul leaves behind a trace of consciousness in his spiritual sea during the absorption process. These residual consciousnesses gradually accumulate, plunging the Dark Blood Demon into extreme agony.
At first, the situation was controlled, but as the number of residual consciousnesses continued to grow, his mental state began to exhibit severe problems, akin to symptoms of schizophrenia. These hostile consciousnesses tormented him relentlessly, causing his life force to drain rapidly.
Once the Dark Blood Demon faced a calamity, the residual consciousnesses of the lives he had devoured would launch a terrifying backlash, and even the Dark Blood Demon's soul would not be spared.
The only solution was to break through to the Divine Origin Realm with his spiritual power, thereby nullifying the effects of those soul remnants.
And the human pills consumed in the Star Luo Empire also contained soul remnants.
After arriving at the Dawn Society's base, Huo Yuhao used his spiritual power to detect that most of the people here carried soul remnants and resentment.
Needless to say, they had all consumed human pills, so he might as well make use of the waste and enhance his undead with some additional power.
After days of effort, the three-word battle armor master undead he had previously absorbed into his domain had already advanced to the Title Douluo level.
And at this level, it could be modified, though it might not necessarily be useful...
Huo Yuhao waved his hand, and all the souls surged into the undead's body. Then, a blue flame appeared in his left hand, rapidly expanding to cover the undead's entire body. With a flash of light from his left arm, the flames were also sent into the undead's body.
In the spiritual sea, Tianmeng and the Ice Empress faintly looked at the Evil Emperor.
The Evil Emperor: "..."
His expression turned somewhat grim. Although everyone couldn't see it through his mask, his displeasure was palpable just from his aura.
But this was only natural, as this method was one of the core reasons the Evil Emperor had lost to Huo Yuhao years ago. Even though he had long accepted the current state of affairs, the scene still evoked some frustration.
Tianmeng Iceworm chuckled mischievously, "Oh, Evil Emperor, are you perhaps recalling some unpleasant memories?"
"Hmph, what do you have to be proud of? Was that soul skill provided by you?" The Evil Emperor secretly rolled his eyes.
Besides, it was only because he had been careless back then that he fell into the trap. If it happened again, he... would probably still fall for it.
The Evil Emperor thought somewhat uncertainly.
After all, using undead and deceased evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Cult as bombs was a rather macabre tactic.
...
In the hidden base of the Dawn Society, Luo Fei, the highest-ranking commander of the base and the strongest among the three Soul Douluos, was pacing back and forth in the conference room, his face filled with anger and anxiety.
"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile... How many times do I have to emphasize this before they truly understand what it means?" Luo Fei boasted through gritted teeth as he paced. His hands were clasped behind his back, his fingers unconsciously clenching tightly, as if trying to suppress his inner rage.
"What are you all thinking? Actually taking in survivors from other bases, is now the time for such things? This is a special period. If Huo Yuhao notices, if the Amorous Douluo discovers us, or if the Soul Suppression Doulro sets his sights on us, or even if the envoy from the Douluo Federation becomes aware of our existence... we will all be doomed!"
At that moment, a subordinate standing nearby couldn't help but want to remind him:
The suggestion to take in survivors from other bases was yours, saying it was a good opportunity to take advantage of the chaos...
However, considering Luo Fei's temper, the subordinate ultimately chose to remain silent. He didn't want to provoke Luo Fei at this moment and become the target of his wrath.
"Alright, what's done is done. Let's think about how to deal with it," said another Soul Douluo in the body, his expression dark. "If Huo Yuhao makes a move, we might not even have a chance to escape."
This was a special period, and he knew some inside information. The Dawn Society was going to abandon some bases as part of a plan. The higher-ups wouldn't warn or rescue those bases. Their location wasn't supposed to be chosen, but they hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
But complaining was useless now. They had to find a way out while another Soul Douluo companion was buying time by directing the delay.
Just as Luo Fei was about to respond, his soul communicator rang.
He frowned as he answered, but his expression suddenly softened.
"Recently, the losses in the Dawn Society's branches have been severe. The higher-ups can no longer tolerate it and have decided to have us retreat to the headquarters. They've even sent strong reinforcements to assist us. Just hold on a little longer."
However, the moment his words fell—
Bang!
The conference room door was suddenly blown open by an invisible force, and a cold aura mixed with dense gray death energy swept in.
All the soul masters in the room instantly felt their hair stand on end, their soul power instinctively surging as they warily looked toward the door.
There was no one there.
"Who is it?!" Luo Fei suddenly suddenly, his soul rings instantly lighting up as he released the full force of his eight-ring Soul Douluo aura.
"Weren't you just... talking about me?"
A calm voice suddenly rang out right next to Luo Fei's ear.
Luo Fei's pupils contracted suddenly, and he turned around suddenly, throwing a punch at the same time!
Boom—
Soul power erupted, and the ground of the conference room was instantly blasted into a huge crater, but his fist had missed its target.
When he turned around, he saw a pair of azure-blue eyes.
Those eyes were so cold they seemed capable of freezing one's soul. Luo Fei felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. He wanted to retreat, but he found that his body was already entangled by millions of hair-thin strands of spiritual power, rendering him immobile.
"Hu... Huo Yuhao!" Luo Fei's voice was distorted with fear.
The other Dawn Society soul masters saw this and immediately wanted to intervene, but Huo Yuhao merely raised a finger slightly. In an instant, the entire space of the conference room seemed to solidify. Everyone remained frozen in their previous positions, unable to move even a finger.
Spatial confinement?
Luo Fei, who was well-informed, instantly recognized this technique, which even a Super Douluo might not necessarily master.
While Luo Fei was horrified, he also knew his life was nearing its end, so he simply let go.
He suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter carrying a hint of madness:
"Do you think you've won like this?"
Luo Fei's eyes suddenly turned sinister and fierce, and he pulled his lips into a ferocious grin: "You have no idea how powerful the darkness of Star Luo is. The Dawn Society's forces are already gathering, and they will seek revenge. Even in death, my soul will forever watch you, waiting for you to meet the same fate as me!"
Xu Chengzhi finally couldn't hold back anymore.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a smile as he glanced at Luo Fei, who had just delivered this "good news." He decided, for once, to say a few more words to a "dead man."
And sometimes, destroying a man could be really simple.
Under Luo Fei's bewildered gaze, Huo Yuhao slowly stepped forward, surrounded by a misty aura.
"Thinking carefully, it would be a pity to blow up the three-word battle armor, so I've decided to fulfill your wish and make you the second undead creature in the Underworld Domain. Your soul will also serve as nourishment for its growth..."
Watching the three-word battle armor master undead in the Underworld Domain and Huo Yuhao draw closer, Luo Fei's ferocious expression gradually stiffened.
'I didn't mean to watch you like this; I was just making a threat. Don't come over here!'