Having experienced the power latent within Wang Dong'er, when Huo Yuhao sensed a similar power in the black-haired woman he held, his gaze became incredibly deep, as if he wanted to see through her body to probe the essence of that power.
In addition to the power in Wang Dong'er, the spiritual energy of Electrolux was also similar to the power in this woman. Therefore, Huo Yuhao was certain that the black-haired woman was related to a deity; otherwise, she would not possess a power similar to Wang Dong'er and Electrolux.
"Hmph, so much for not caring. You just got a little lustful, all men are the same!" The Third Enshrined, Scarlet Nightmare, sneered with a look of disdain. As she spoke, she sized up the black-haired woman. She had to admit that even in her tattered, injured state, the woman's beauty was flawless.
Especially the aura she exuded—noble and mature, as if she was above the mundane world, a truly impressive and transcendent presence.
In Scarlet Nightmare's opinion, Huo Yuhao's sudden decision to save this woman was purely because he was attracted by her beauty, as most men she knew were like that.
The night was as black as ink, an oppressive curtain hanging over the Demonic Forest. Within the forest, ancient trees soared into the clouds, their dense branches intertwined. They rustled in the night wind, making a faint, mournful sound. The ghostly shadows of the trees swayed under the moonlight, and a winding path stretched into the heart of the forest.
Huo Yuhao carried the unconscious black-haired woman, his footsteps steady on the path. The silence around him was a heavy blanket, enveloping him tightly. Only his own footsteps echoed in the stillness, sending shivers down his spine.
At the end of the path lay the mysterious headquarters of the Holy Spirit Sect—an underground city sleeping in a dark abyss.
The entrance was an archway of solid rock, on which strange, ancient scriptures were carved, unmarred by the erosion of time. The moment Huo Yuhao stepped inside, a chilly wind howled from the depths of the underground city, carrying a damp, moldy scent that filled his nostrils.
The torches on the walls emitted a faint, flickering light. In the dim glow, the faces carved into the walls looked frighteningly lifelike. Their grotesque visages seemed as if they could break free from the stone at any moment, sending a chill down his spine.
The slick, moss-covered flagstones on the floor reflected the dim firelight. With every step, a heavy echo reverberated in the silent space. The underground city's corridors were as intricate as a maze, and every turn held the unknown.
From time to time, he would encounter patrolling Holy Spirit Sect members. Their eyes were as sharp as knives, vigilantly scanning every corner and not missing a single abnormal movement. However, when their eyes met Huo Yuhao's, they would immediately lower their heads and respectfully address him as "Holy Son." Even after seeing him carrying an unfamiliar woman, they didn't dare to ask any extra questions. This was the strict hierarchy and rules of the Holy Spirit Sect.
Following the corridor, he reached a majestic underground palace. The towering dome was inlaid with glowing gems, and their faint blue light cascaded down, illuminating the entire empty space. At the center of the palace's altar was a twisted, unholy idol. A living flame burned around the idol, dancing and flickering, exuding a suffocating pressure.
At this moment, Holy Spirit Sect members were gathered around the altar, performing a ritual. Low chants and rhythmic pounding intertwined, echoing through the palace and creating an eerie atmosphere. Every participant was expressionless, with a solemn look on their face, yet their eyes shimmered with a fanatical glow. They were completely immersed in a faith that transcended all human understanding.
This underground city was undoubtedly the core of the Holy Spirit Sect's power. Whenever night fell, the sound of low incantations would come from the Demonic Forest.
On a high platform in the grand hall, a middle-aged man in a dark golden robe sat upon a magnificent throne. He had long, dark red hair, a cold face, and deep, sharp eyes. This man was the Holy Spirit Sect's leader, Sect Master Zhongli Wu.
Standing beside him was a black-haired woman. She had a voluptuous figure and a charming face. Her every move was filled with grace. This was Zhongli Wu's wife and the Vice-Sect Master of the Holy Spirit Sect, Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling.
"Yuhao, you are still young. Your cultivation should be your priority!" Zhongli Wu, who had already received a report from the Third Enshrined, was not too surprised to see Huo Yuhao enter with the black-haired woman. He simply gave him a calm warning.
He had high hopes for Huo Yuhao and had already planned to pass on the position of Sect Master to him in the future. For this, he was even prepared to abandon his own disciple, Yan Feng, whom he had meticulously groomed for years. This showed how much he valued Huo Yuhao. Because of this, when he learned that Huo Yuhao had saved a woman, he had specifically waited here.
"Sect Master, you've misunderstood. I just felt that she was very special, so I decided to save her," Huo Yuhao gently shook his head, feeling helpless. Zhongli Wu didn't know about his physical condition, so how could he have been swayed by lust?
In the entire Holy Spirit Sect, only the Great Enshrined Ye Xishui and the Great Enshrined Long Xiaoyao knew about his condition. These two would naturally not leak the information, so even Zhongli Wu was kept in the dark. After all, if the news that the Holy Son was physically flawed were to get out, it would surely damage his prestige and be extremely detrimental to his future in charge of the sect.
"That's good, then. Her injuries are very severe. I'm afraid only Mother and Uncle Long can save her." Zhongli Wu's expression remained calm. He was only giving a reminder, and he believed that Huo Yuhao wouldn't let personal feelings interfere with important matters.
After all, Huo Yuhao's performance during this time had been perfect. His ruthless methods, outstanding wisdom, strategy, and powerful strength had all satisfied him. Not only had he managed to control the younger generation of the Holy Spirit Sect, but he was also able to make the Holy Maiden of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Ya, work for him. Such a talent was undoubtedly the best candidate for the position of Sect Master.
Huo Yuhao was not surprised by this. He had already planned to ask Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao for help. The residence of the Great Enshrined Ye Xishui was in the deepest part of the Holy Spirit Sect's headquarters. Normally, only Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling were qualified to enter, but now, Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya had also been added to this special list.
"The injuries are very serious. We can save her with our sect's secret technique, but this power…!"
Ye Xishui looked at the black-haired woman Huo Yuhao had brought back, a strange light flashing in her eyes. She was very satisfied with Huo Yuhao, as he was Mu En's disciple, had twin martial spirits, and had inherited a spiritual domain from a powerful being from another world. He was a natural talent for being an evil Soul Master. If it weren't for the fact that no one had ascended to godhood on the Douluo Continent for ten thousand years, Ye Xishui believed that Huo Yuhao had a great chance of walking the path of a god.
Because of Mu En, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao had always paid special attention to Huo Yuhao. At the same time, they looked down upon the current Shrek Academy. The person Mu En had fought to protect was so easily abandoned by the people of Shrek Academy. In their opinion, they had no backbone whatsoever.
"This power is stronger than Soul Power. The only thing I can think of is Divine Power!" The white-haired, tall, and burly Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao also stood on the side. Like Ye Xishui, he had keenly sensed the high-level power within the black-haired woman, whose strength far surpassed their own Soul Power.
"Teacher, are you saying... she's a god?"
Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly narrowed. He truly hadn't expected that someone he had randomly saved would be a deity.
"She was, but she is now gravely injured after falling to the Douluo Continent. Although she is still a god at her core, it will be incredibly difficult for her to return to her peak." Long Xiaoyao said with a grave expression.
A deity was right in front of them. Even a half-crippled one was like a priceless treasure to them, allowing them to catch a glimpse of the realm they had always dreamed of.
With Ye Xishui using the Holy Spirit Sect's secret technique, a 10,000-year soul beast was brought to the stone platform. Ye Xishui quickly formed a hand seal and chanted, and a powerful force surged from her hands, instantly enveloping the soul beast.
The soul beast let out a pained roar. Its life force was being drawn out by an invisible hand and continuously funneled into the black-haired woman lying on the platform. The woman's body was tightly wrapped in a blood-red light, and her shocking external wounds were healing at a visible rate.
The Holy Spirit Sect's secret technique could extract the power of other living beings for one's own use. Although it couldn't perform miracles like regenerating a severed limb, it was very effective for treating severe injuries. The 10,000-year soul beast had an extremely powerful life force. While it wasn't enough to heal the woman's internal injuries, it was more than enough to repair her external wounds and save her life.
After all, the black-haired woman still had a wisp of Divine Power stubbornly maintaining her life force.
Normally, with a god's powerful life essence, her injuries should have healed on their own. However, a wisp of scorching hot Divine Power had remained in the black-haired woman's body, and it seemed she had fallen into a spatial vortex, causing spatial power to run wild. Various energies were conflicting within her, creating a chaotic mess.
The fact that she was still alive was a miracle, let alone her being able to return to her peak. On the Douluo Continent, there were simply not enough resources to help her recover.
The only way for her injuries to heal and for her to return to her peak would be to drain the Golden Tree of Shrek Academy, which contained a vast amount of life force.
Of course, that was only a possibility, as they were still too unfamiliar with the realm of gods.
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