The old man let out a sharp, cackling laugh that was ear-piercing and made one's skin crawl.
"Very well, I won't let you die without knowing why. I shall tell you." He stood with his hands behind his back, his tone filled with arrogance and mockery. "I am the Eighth Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, a Level 91 Titled Douluo, Title: Sleep Nightmare. My Martial Soul is the Nightmare Demon. My favorite thing in life is to consume the souls of Spirit Masters with powerful mental force. You little brats are quite young, and while your Soul Power is one thing, this mental force... tsk tsk, it's truly not weak!"
His gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Huo Yuhao once more, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
"And you—" He pointed at Huo Yuhao, a twisted smile curling on his lips. "You reek of death. Although you don't look like an Evil Soul Master right now, this Elder knows that someone in your situation is born to be Evil Soul Master material. You're talented enough to be the Saint of our Holy Spirit Cult!"
Huo Yuhao felt a chill in his heart.
The fact that he was practicing Electrolux's Necromancy was actually detectable by the opponent? Was this the terror of an Evil Soul Master at the Titled Douluo level? Compared to the four-ring Evil Soul Master he and Furina had encountered in that village, the person before him was terrifying on a completely different level.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Electrolux gave a cold snort, his tone full of disdain. "Do not lump my Necromancy together with their crooked paths. These things... even during my most evil period, I was far more human than they are."
Tianmeng was pacing in circles anxiously. "What do we do, what do we do? It looks like we've run into big trouble! Should we act? But the opponent is a Titled Douluo! Ice Empress and I don't have bodies right now, and little Yuhao's Physique is too weak; he can't bring out Ice Empress's full strength at all!"
Ice Empress was much calmer. "What are you panicking for? Don't you see that girl Furina is still so composed? She definitely has a trump card."
"Even if that girl Furina cannot act," Electrolux stroked his beard, his tone calm and unhurried, "I now have enough power to put this person to death. You must know, my Necromancy is naturally the nemesis of these crooked paths. Even if Necromancy doesn't work, I still have Light Magic."
Tianmeng couldn't help but complain, "Elder Yi, you know too many things! Necromancy and Light Magic are completely contradictory! You're being too exaggerated!"
Electrolux replied indifferently, "Contradictory? In my view, they are not. Of course, this may also be related to talent. If it weren't for the fact that Huo Yuhao doesn't have the Ultimate Light attribute, perhaps I would have passed on my Light Magic to him as well."
"Alright, alright, with those words from you, Elder Yi, we can rest easy!" Tianmeng conjured a pillow from nowhere, tucked it under his head, and prepared to lie down and watch the drama unfold.
Ice Empress grabbed him by the ear. "Get lost! Don't let your guard down for me!"
"Yes, yes! As you command! Ice-ice, let go, it hurts, hurts—"
"Get lost! Don't call me Ice-ice!"
...
Outside the Sea of Consciousness, the Sleep Nightmare Titled Douluo was still immersed in his own pressure and control, completely unaware that in the eyes of certain beings, he had become a mere clown.
"Come, join my Holy Spirit Cult." He reached out toward Huo Yuhao, his tone carrying an unquestionable certainty. "With your talent—"
"That sounds quite nice..."
Huo Yuhao spoke.
He raised his head and looked directly at this Level 91 Titled Douluo, without a trace of fear in his eyes. Then, he slowly raised his middle finger.
"But—I refuse!"
"I love saying no to those who think they're all that!"
The Sleep Nightmare Titled Douluo froze for a moment, then actually started laughing.
"Young man, you are very interesting, very full of character." Instead of getting angry, he looked at Huo Yuhao with great interest. "To be able to say such things in the face of me, a Titled Douluo and an Evil Soul Master... Not bad, not bad at all. I like it."
He paused, and his smile gradually became sinister.
"However... becoming the Saint of my Holy Spirit Cult doesn't require your consent."
Everyone's hearts tightened as they all looked toward Furina.
At that moment, Furina coughed twice, as if clearing her throat.
The Sleep Nightmare Titled Douluo's gaze immediately shifted to her. He remembered very clearly that it was this young girl who had just displayed that Prodigy-level set of spirit rings—Spirit King level, with an incredible ratio.
This child is truly terrifying; she must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Otherwise, in the future, she will surely be a major threat to the Holy Spirit Cult.
Furina took a deep breath, and then—
"Help me, Mr. Neuvillette!"
She shouted loudly.
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.
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