Huo Yuhao could judge her cultivation level, and she naturally had been judging Huo Yuhao's cultivation level as well. She could feel that this fellow with extraordinary spiritual power didn't actually have a high cultivation level, with a huge gap compared to her own. In her view, the strike just now should have directly destroyed the opponent, or at least severely injured him. But Huo Yuhao's body had only trembled slightly, and then it was as if nothing had happened.
On the continent, there was only one person who could reach this level of spiritual power while appearing to have a low soul power cultivation level.
"Holy Son—"
A creepy smile appeared on the evil soul master's pale face. She tapped the ground lightly with the tip of her toes and floated up like a ghost, rushing towards Huo Yuhao like lightning.
Huo Yuhao frowned and did not dodge, but simply stretched out a hand to stop her.
What Wu Yun saw was a pair of lustrous and clear eyes. The clear eyes were like a jade-green abyss, bottomless.
Huo Yuhao remembered this woman. He had seen her not long after entering the Holy Spirit Cult. However, the two did not have much interaction at the beginning. He only knew that there was such an evil soul master whose martial soul was similar to a Vengeful Spirit.
In the original novel, this woman also had a tragic past. At the young age of fifteen, she was locked in a cellar by a certain fat woman and violated by countless people, just like those innocent young girls imprisoned by Wu Yifan of the Proud Sword Sect.
During that year, while Zhongli Yu was away from the cult, it was she who had guided Huo Yuhao's cultivation.
For this woman who had endured too much torment, Huo Yuhao had taken good care of her in various aspects. Although he didn't have a high cultivation level at that time, the authority of the Holy Son was enough to apply for a relatively easy job for Wu Yun.
Unexpectedly, after several twists and turns, she had still returned to the stronghold in Rising Sun City, constantly taking revenge on those who had once harmed her.
Compared to her, Ju Zi was undoubtedly lucky, because Huo Yuhao had been teleported back to the past by the Flourishing Time soul skill and had happened upon the time when her parents were in danger.
"In just a few short years, the Holy Son's spiritual power has actually reached such a level?" She landed gracefully, no longer approaching. Her pair of blood-red eyes stared strangely at Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao said calmly, "That's right. You should also be of the spiritual attribute, it's just that the paths we walk are completely different. Your Vengeful Spirit martial soul has mutated again?"
"Jiejiejie..." Wu Yun suddenly let out a mournful, loud laugh, filled with hysteria and mockery.
"Vengeful Spirit? Could my martial soul be a Vengeful Spirit? No, you are wrong. My martial soul is not a Vengeful Spirit."
"It's not?" This time it was Huo Yuhao's turn to be surprised. "Then what did it mutate into?"
Wu Yun's blood-red eyes suddenly widened, and she said, "My martial soul is called the Soul of Vengeance."
"Soul of Vengeance?" Huo Yuhao was a little speechless. How did it still turn into this?
"It was originally a special evil martial soul I created myself. Amazing, isn't it?" The evil soul master was smiling, but at this moment, her laughter was filled with desolation.
Huo Yuhao recalled the original timeline, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Self-created martial soul? I know, your martial soul is mutated."
The desolation in Wu Yun's voice turned into coldness. "Has the Holy Son ever seen a mutated martial soul that only awakened at the age of fifteen? No, you haven't. My martial soul comes from deep-seated hatred. When the hatred rose to the extreme, my Soul of Vengeance appeared. I killed her, killed her! I want revenge, I want revenge! Go die, all of you go die!"
Her mind instantly lost control. Her hands suddenly made an upward lifting motion. Immediately after, her second, third, and fifth soul rings lit up simultaneously.
A strange white light instantly spread outwards from her body. Countless Curses of Resentment suddenly appeared above Huo Yuhao's head and scattered, rushing out in all directions. Just then, a soul ring shone in her blood-red eyes. It was a soul ring as white as jade, but with a faint golden sheen faintly appearing on it.
"Calm down!"
When its light spread over Huo Yuhao's body, Huo Yuhao's eyes, vast as the sea of stars, instantly shone brilliantly, crystal clear, as if reflecting thousands of stars. A rose-gold light flashed and disappeared.
"Nngh—" Wu Yun's head snapped back violently. Her whole person stumbled back several steps. The huge Vengeful Spirit that had been floating behind her also dispersed slightly before re-condensing, while the Curses of Resentment she had just released were all instantly destroyed.
At the same time, Zhongli Yu also moved. She had thought that Wu Yun's emotions would fluctuate violently upon seeing Huo Yuhao, but she hadn't expected such a violent reaction.
As soon as the King of Hell's Demon Puppet appeared, Wu Yun's crazed and bloodthirsty emotions instantly weakened. Instead, what appeared in her heart was only endless fear.
"Alright, calm down first. Don't get excited." Huo Yuhao raised his hand and gently placed it on Wu Yun's forehead. The Rakshasa inheritance remaining in his body from Bibi Dong instantly devoured the latter's negative emotions.
The blood-red color in Wu Yun's beautiful eyes receded like a tide in an instant. She stared blankly at the young man before her, then suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly. The only thing remaining in her eyes was clarity. On her pale face, a blush actually appeared, along with a peaceful smile.
On the side, Zhongli Yu's expression was strange. In her memory, Huo Yuhao didn't seem to have much interaction with Wu Yun.
"Thank you." Her voice was no longer hoarse, but had become pleasant and sweet, yet it seemed to come from another world.
"Longing is a very mysterious thing. Longing... I miss Mom and Dad. Why did you leave so early? Why couldn't you protect me? Letting me be tormented by that fat woman, letting me be violated by countless people in that cold cellar. They, under that fat woman's orders, ravaged my body, destroyed my mind, and polluted my soul. At that time, I was only eighteen."
"Hatred supported me to live, supported me to elevate my own soul to another level. My Soul of Vengeance awakened. I hate them so much, I hate those lustful and greedy people, I hate that fat woman. I want to kill. But, I am in so much pain, so much pain."
"Holy Son, you let me see the light, feel the longing, and the love that had never appeared in my soul before. It turns out that in this human world, it is not all filth; there are also pure things. Thank you. Thank you for letting me feel your love for your lover. Your appearance purified my heart and let me feel the taste of love. Thank you. I am so happy, I am so happy..."
Streams of black energy began to flow outwards from her seven orifices. Her face began to regain its rosy color, and in an instant, she looked no different from a normal woman.
The black energy streams behind her gradually condensed into a human shape, and then slowly dispersed.
Seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao's thoughts stirred. Was the Rakshasa inheritance in his body actually this fierce, directly crippling an evil martial soul?