Huo Yuhao was as if in a dream. He, who had been sent flying, was continuously getting closer to the beautiful figure. A sense of an ultimate unreality had made him almost forget to breathe.
He stretched out his hand into the air, trying to grab the person in his dream.
Die Qiu's figure was like a fluttering, falling leaf. Without any regard, she had fallen and in the end, had met his palm, their ten fingers tightly clasped.
Their foreheads once again touched. The rope named "destiny" had tightly connected them.
The fortune of the entire Star Dou Great Forest had, almost at the instant their foreheads had touched, completely washed away the filth in Huo Yuhao's soul.
Just like the Ice Heaven Snow Woman, it was just that this time it was reversed. She had opened her hands to Huo Yuhao. A soul spirit symbiosis contract had impressively appeared between her two hands. The one after another of a dense contract pattern that was coiled in the cracks of her fingers was like a fated cat's cradle.
Time was as if it had stopped at this moment. Huo Yuhao and the young girl named Die Qiu had at the same time appeared in a blank world. She had raised her two hands and had slowly opened them, showing the thread of destiny in her hands.
"Hao."
Hearing this familiar call, Huo Yuhao's tears had immediately flowed without stopping. He had also in an instant recognized the identity of the young girl before him.
In this life, Huo Yuhao had not fought side by side with Wang Dong'er. Naturally, there was also not the so-called Goddess of Light. Even if the Auspicious Beast had come into contact with his memory, it would also not have changed into the appearance of Tang Wutong.
As the original novel's Buddha had said, the Auspicious Beast's wisdom was not high. It would only choose the appearance of the person who was most profound in Huo Yuhao's memory.
The Auspicious Beast had turned into her appearance. Even if Huo Yuhao knew that this was not the original her, he still couldn't help but want to embrace this beautiful figure.
This was the choice of the Auspicious Beast. Even the Beast God Di Tian could not stop her.
Huo Yuhao looked at the young girl before him in a daze. His hazy gaze carried a bit of expectation, and also a trace of worry.
"This time, there is no Wang Dong'er to fight with me."
Die Qiu said with great solemnity.
Huo Yuhao had originally wanted to refuse her for the sake of the Auspicious Beast's safety. But when he had faced the charming annoyance in the depths of the young girl's beautiful pupils, he had on the contrary subconsciously stretched out his hand to her.
The one after another of a red thread woven by destiny had coiled around Huo Yuhao's palm. In an instant, the entire space had been illuminated even more transparently. One after another of a scene was continuously switching in the space where the two were alone. It was all of Huo Yuhao's memories of his past life. It was precisely these wonderful and varied scenes that had completely covered the monotonous memory of the Auspicious Beast.
In the end, the picture had frozen on the early morning of that day. The young girl was with her back to Huo Yuhao, standing on the windowsill.
Huo Yuhao's gaze had, from a daze, gradually turned into a firm and stern look. The steps under his feet had become light and brisk. In the second before the young girl's figure was about to fall, he had grabbed the hand—
His spiritual sea had once again become full. The sea water was churning, a brilliant gold and dazzling.
Four lights and shadows had, in the spiritual sea, successively floated up, respectively transforming into a young child, a handsome youth, a middle-aged man, and a woman in a jade-green dress.
The youth had a head of long, white hair. On his body were coiled ten golden light rings. The young child, on the other hand, had a head of blue-purple short hair, his entire body coiled with electric arcs. The middle-aged man was in a long, ink-green robe, which moved without any wind, slowly fluttering backwards. The final woman was wearing a long, emerald-green dress, her beauty carrying a few points of a桀骜 (jié'ào -桀骜) aura.
"A half-step God-King. Even if I had a million years of cultivation, I would never have dared to think I could reach such a level. Yet at this moment, it has been realized," the handsome youth muttered. The next moment, his two palms had come together before his chest, and he had closed his two eyes, as if he were praying for something.
The other few people had also made the same action, their eyes full of gratitude and longing.
Without a doubt, these people had all been transformed from the four great ferocious beasts in Huo Yuhao's body.
The spiritual sea had sublimated, the soul power had sublimated. Everything that Huo Yuhao possessed was rapidly sublimating. The spiritual sea, which had experienced a fierce battle, had returned to its original state, and was even more so than before. The spiritual realm of the Divine Origin realm had in one fell swoop evolved into a half-step God-King realm. Huo Yuhao, just from a spiritual level, had already completely crowned the humans of Douluo.
Everyone present had seen that a golden light was emanating from Die Qiu's body. The light was in the shape of a flame. Between heaven and earth, on the contrary, at the same time, all brilliance had been lost.
Everything around had presented a black-and-white dual color. In the sky, a rumbling thunder. In an instant, a wild wind had risen. The mountain had shaken and the earth had moved. One after another of a lightning bolt had continuously crisscrossed and lit up in the air. The sound of the rolling thunder was as if it would shatter heaven and earth.
In the distant horizon, a wisp of a rose-gold light had sparkled. An indescribably huge pressure had made all the soul beasts on the entire Douluo Continent, without any prior agreement, raise their heads.
A circle of a halo had quietly appeared on Huo Yuhao's body. At the same time, it had drawn out another four different-colored halos—bright gold, fluorescent white, silver-white, silver-purple, as well as the fifth, glazed-colored, million-year soul ring that had just been completed. Arranged at the very end, and also the soul ring that had just appeared, was presenting a golden color, a strange golden color. It was emitting a faint, rosy color, yet it also had a golden brilliance.
Everyone looked at the strange scene that had appeared on Huo Yuhao's body. For a time, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at this scene that was sufficient to be recorded in the annals of history in a daze.
A pair of huge, ice-crystal wings had unfolded behind Huo Yuhao's back. Under the washing of the various great energies, they had turned a glazed color.
The soul tool master division in the distance had also seen this scene. Just with the one after another of a strange soul ring color on Huo Yuhao's body, they had quickly judged his identity.
In the current world, a soul master who possessed a plural number of abnormal soul ring colors, there was only that one person.
"From now on, the future of us soul beasts will be truly and completely tied with you," speaking of this, Die Qiu had suddenly paused for a moment, had gazed at Huo Yuhao's tear-filled pupils, and had held his hand. "Hao, this time, please don't let go of your hand again."
Huo Yuhao had cried and cried and had suddenly laughed. He had held her hand even more tightly.
"How could I possibly let go of your hand again?"
Huo Yuhao's body fiercely shook. An indescribably terrifying aura had suddenly burst out from his body. The gold in the sky had suddenly become even brighter. A huge, golden pillar of light had descended from the sky and had fiercely struck Huo Yuhao's head.
Huo Yuhao's entire body was covered in a golden electric light. His entire person had also then undergone a change: his black hair had gradually been dyed a layer of gold, and had turned a strange dark gold. A huge vertical eye had appeared behind his back. The vertical eye itself was golden, but its pupil was of a black-and-white dual color. The two-colored light had alternately sparkled, dazzling and eye-catching.
Just at this time, another ray of light had descended from the sky and had landed on his body. The light this time was a crimson red, like a pillar of fire.
Immediately after, orange, yellow, green, azure, blue, and purple pillars of light had successively fallen, forming a rainbow's light with the previous red pillar of light.
Every time a ray of light had landed on Huo Yuhao's body, it would cause a trace of a change in his own temperament. Even his appearance seemed to be imperceptibly changing. He, who had originally only had an otherworldly temperament, had actually become handsome.
After the seven-colored, auspicious light, a layer of a strange light shield had been added to Huo Yuhao's body. This light shield was seven-colored and had slowly brought his and Die Qiu's bodies into the air. The vertical eye had transformed into one after another of a stream of light and had begun to continuously drill in from the Eye of Destiny on his forehead.
Subsequently, Huo Yuhao's three eyes had at the same time opened. An aura like an abyss or a prison had in an instant enveloped the entire Evil Demon Forest, making countless people's hair stand on end.
He had remotely stretched out a hand. Under the Elder Xuan who had been eroded by the Light of Time and Space, trees like tentacles had immediately grown out, and had sent him over.
To this old fellow, Huo Yuhao had unceremoniously controlled the tree trunk to insert into his body, completely devouring all his Taotie's bloodline.
"The Holy Spirit Cult's Pontiff, Zhongli Wu, is dead! Do you all still want to put up a desperate fight?"
Huo Yuhao's indifferent voice was like a demon king's declaration, which made a group of the evil soul master experts present look at each other, not daring to move.
"The Holy Son's wood element control is only effective on beast martial souls! The elders with a tool martial soul, act quickly! Clean up the traitors for my教!" Zhang Peng knew that Huo Yuhao's next step would surely be to find them, these higher-ups who knew of Zhongli Wu's possession plan, to settle accounts. He had to, while he had not yet completely recovered, strike first to gain the upper hand.
However, the moment his voice fell, Huo Yuhao's glazed-colored fifth soul ring had immediately shone greatly.
"Clean up the traitors? Tribute Scorpion Tiger, these words are a bit too much of an overestimation of your own abilities?" Huo Yuhao snorted coldly. His right hand had made a beckoning motion. A thick energy fluctuation had immediately come from his body, as if something were being extracted from his body.
The next instant, a tattered and unbearable puppet had appeared in Huo Yuhao's hand. This puppet, all the evil soul masters were not unfamiliar with. It was impressively Zhongli Wu's martial soul, the Death God Demonic Puppet.
How did he get the demonic puppet that the Pontiff had planted in his body out?
"A tool martial soul, is it?" A ferocious smile was on Huo Yuhao's face. He raised his hand and, at the closest Fourth Elder, he had made a grasping motion. The glazed-colored soul ring at his feet had lit up. This had made the Fourth Elder subconsciously meet Huo Yuhao's pupils. His famous evil martial soul, the Nether Sword, had then been extracted from his body by Huo Yuhao and had floated down to his palm.
The Fourth Elder only felt his lifelong cultivation be drained for a moment. He was horrified to find that at this moment, he had actually lost his connection with his martial soul.
And just at this time, Gu Yuena had withdrawn her protection and had let the one after another of a soul tool cannonball fall towards this side.
Huo Yuhao had with one hand wrapped around Die Qiu's slender waist, and with the other hand holding the Nether Sword, had soared up to directly face the offensive launched by the soul tool master division. The sword's body had flipped, and had actually cut all the flying cannonballs to pieces.
This one scene had been seen by the low-level evil soul masters who did not know the truth. This Holy Son, Huo Yuhao, in their hearts had completely overlapped with the posture of a god. They couldn't help but let out a wave of a cheer.
"Offer a salute for the birth of the Demon King!"