Chapter 2: The Enraged Child Awakens, the
Huo Yuhao clenched his fist, feeling the immense power surging within his body.
This is not just soul power, but also chakra!
This power... is enough to crush an ordinary Soul Emperor, and even rival a Soul Saint.
But my body... is too weak.
He could clearly sense that this power did not originate from himself, but from the symbiote called "White Zetsu" that was attached to his body.
At most fifteen minutes. If it continues longer, his body will break down first.
Huo Yuhao turned his head, his blood-red Sharingan scanning the outside.
A swift and decisive victory is needed.
Not just this steward, but everyone who has bullied Mother, everyone who has treated us like livestock in this Duke's mansion... must die!
The commotion had alerted the nearby patrol team.
What's going on over there?
Two guards in light armor rushed into the courtyard.
When they saw the "blood tree" at the entrance of the woodshed, their faces turned deathly pale.
"That...that's Lao Zhou?"
"Who are you?! How dare you commit violence in the White Tiger Duke's mansion!"
One of the guards drew his long sword and roared, his voice fierce but his heart weak.
The other guard was clearly more experienced; he glanced into the woodshed, a ruthless glint in his eyes:
"Who cares what it is? It might be an evil spirit master who infiltrated. Let's team up and take him down, then throw the woman's corpse out of the woodshed!"
"Hey, this is the Duchess's order. Old Zhou failed, but if we succeed, the Duchess will definitely reward us handsomely!"
A corpse? Thrown out? A reward?
These words were like a red-hot branding iron, searing into Huo Yuhao's taut nerves.
That was his Achilles' heel.
"You...may all go to hell!"
boom!
The woodshed floor shattered instantly.
Huo Yuhao's figure disappeared.
That was the extreme speed brought about by the pure burst of physical power; the air was torn apart instantly, leaving a white shockwave in place.
"Varied--"
The two guards didn't even have time to blink before their vision blurred.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
Their chests caved in instantly, and their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings.
It smashed through the courtyard wall and the pillars of the corridor, and finally collapsed like two puddles of mud in the pile of rubble, completely lifeless.
Huo Yuhao moved through the backyard of the White Tiger Duke's mansion like a white ghost.
He doesn't need soul skills or tactics.
He just had to see those faces that had once mocked and ridiculed him and his mother.
kill.
It was you who deliberately replaced our coal with wet coal last winter.
*Thud!* A splinter pierced his throat.
And you, you stole Mother's only hairpin to exchange for wine.
Snap! His neck was twisted and broken.
The stench of blood filled the air, and panic spread throughout the Duke's mansion.
Finally, the true powerhouse was alerted.
"You audacious madman!"
"Prepare for an immediate counterattack! The Duke's mansion must be defended!"
Dozens of figures rushed in from all directions.
The light from the spirit rings illuminated the night sky.
Soul Master, Soul Sect Master, Soul King, and even the leader is a six-ring Soul Emperor!
That was the Duke's chief guard, and at that moment, he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground with eyes wide with rage.
"Intruders, surrender now!"
The captain of the guards roared, and his spear instantly burst into flames, while his sixth spirit ring behind him suddenly shone brightly.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Blazing Strike!"
The flaming spear, carrying an aura of annihilation, locked onto Huo Yuhao's brow.
This attack was unavoidable!
There's no escaping it...
Huo Yuhao stood still, watching the roaring fire dragon approach.
But he didn't dodge.
Or rather, in that instant, the scythe pattern in his right eye spun wildly, and an instinct drove him not to make any defensive movements.
call--
The flaming spear, powerful enough to instantly kill a Soul King, passed right through Huo Yuhao's body without any resistance the moment it touched him.
It was like passing through a phantom.
Flames blasted into the ground behind Huo Yuhao, creating a huge, charred crater.
Huo Yuhao stood unharmed, not even a speck of dust on his clothes was stirred.
"Wh...what?!"
The head guard stared wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Missed it? That's impossible! What kind of soul skill is that? Physical immunity? Or spatial ability?"
Not only him, but all the Soul Masters present were stunned.
Huo Yuhao slowly raised his head, and in his scarlet right eye, the pattern kept spinning.
This is divine power.
Although he couldn't yet control it skillfully, in the face of a life-or-death crisis, the eye responded to his wish.
You... all of you should die!
Huo Yuhao formed hand seals, and the power of Wood Release within his body was completely detonated.
"Wood Release: Hell Chaos!"
Rumble—
The earth began to tremble, as if some terrifying beast was about to burst forth from the ground.
The next second, countless thick, twisted tree trunks burst forth from the ground beneath everyone's feet.
They didn't look like plants; they were more like countless giant pythons, with sharp barbs, sweeping wildly in all directions.
"Ah! My leg!"
"What kind of monster is this! Help—"
"The Duke will not let you get away with this!"
Screams rose and fell, but were quickly drowned out by the sound of trees growing.
Once those branches touch a human body, they immediately pierce through, frantically absorbing the soul power and essence of flesh and blood from the soul master's body.
Then it grows even more luxuriantly, sprouting even sharper thorns.
In the blink of an eye.
The once magnificent courtyard has been transformed into a desolate forest.
Dozens of elite soldiers from the Duke's mansion were all transformed into nourishment for this forest.
The leaves rustled, a mournful cry from the dead.
Huo Yuhao did not stop.
Because of that most nauseating odor, the source of all the tragedy, appeared.
At the gate, a distinguished entourage had just returned.
The duchess, dressed in her finest attire, was utterly astonished by the sight before her as soon as she stepped off the carriage.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, the ground was covered with strangely twisted trees, and there were mutilated corpses hanging from the branches.
"Where...where is this? Where is my residence?"
The Duchess took a step back in alarm. "Guards! Protect her!"
But no one responded to her.
"This is hell, madam."
A cold voice rang in her ear.
Huo Yuhao's figure emerged from a tree trunk like a ghost and stood in front of the Duchess.
"Was this your doing?!"
The Duchess was a strong woman after all, and she quickly recovered from her initial shock.
With a sharp screech, the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul possessed him, and he transformed into a black shadow, his sharp claws aimed straight for Huo Yuhao's throat.
"Go to hell!"
brush!
The claws pierced Huo Yuhao's body again, as if they were grasping at thin air.
Kamui!
"Too slow."
Huo Yuhao's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.
The fist, enveloped in white matter, slammed out the instant it materialized.
Bang!
The punch landed squarely on the Duchess's abdomen.
"Well--"
The Duchess suddenly opened her mouth, and blood gushed out.
She felt as if her internal organs had shifted, and she uncontrollably collapsed to her knees.
As the white demon approached step by step, she finally felt fear.
"Your Excellency...when has our Duke's Mansion ever offended you?"
The Duchess, enduring excruciating pain, attempted to invoke her powerful backer.
"I am the wife of Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger! For Marshal Dai Hao's sake—"
"Dai Hao?"
Huo Yuhao stopped in his tracks, slowly raised his right hand, and pressed it against the vortex mask on his face.
The mask rotated and came off, revealing a face that, though youthful, was filled with hatred.
"Dai Hao... must die too!"
The Duchess's pupils contracted sharply, as if she had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.
"It's...it's you?"
"Dai Yuhao?! That bastard's son?!"
Snap!
Huo Yuhao didn't speak, but his hand slashed down like a knife.
Blood splattered.
The Duchess's arms were severed at the root.
"Aaaaaaah!! My hand!!"
The pampered duchess let out a pig-like scream and rolled on the ground in agony.
"If you insult my mother again, I will make you wish you were dead."
Huo Yuhao's voice was frighteningly calm.
The Duchess was in so much pain that her whole body convulsed, but her venomous gaze was fixed on Huo Yuhao.
She knew she wasn't going to survive, and despair drove her even more insane.
"I'm telling you… you bastard! If you dare do this… Dai Hao, and indeed the entire Star Luo Empire, will not let you get away with this! You and your wretched mother will be reduced to ashes—"
Bang!
Huo Yuhao punched her in the face, interrupting her speech.
"Since you enjoy talking so much, then let's continue later."
Huo Yuhao grabbed her hair and dragged her like a dead dog all the way to the door of the woodshed.
They dragged it to Huo Yun'er's corpse.
"Kneel down."
He kicked the Duchess in the back of the knee.
Thump.
This high and mighty lady finally knelt before the maid she had treated like dirt during her lifetime.
"The art of cutting propagation".
Huo Yuhao placed his hand on the Duchess's back.
This time, he did not detonate it immediately.
Instead, it controlled the branches, slowly piercing her meridians, turning her into a useless person who could only feel pain.
"Uh...ah...kill...kill me..."
The Duchess no longer had the strength to scream; she could only let out weak groans.
"This is just the beginning."
Huo Yuhao looked at his mother's peaceful face, and two lines of bloody tears slid down his cheeks.
"burst!"
boom!
Countless sharp wooden spikes burst forth from the Duchess's body, tearing her to shreds.
That posture looked exactly like an eternal apology to Huo Yun'er.
After doing all this, Huo Yuhao looked up.
A profound sadness and the thrill of revenge intertwined in his mind, ultimately transforming into a burst of maniacal laughter.
"Hahahaha... Hahahahahaha!!"
He covered his face, laughing until tears mixed with blood dripped down his cheeks.
End of this chapter...