Yuhao Is So Angry That He Won't Even Pay With His Life
Hearing Yuhao's blatant taunts, the students of Zhengtian Academy finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Little brat, today I'll let you know what it means that there are always people stronger than you, and a sky beyond the sky!"
Along with an angry shout, a slim girl with a baby face leapt out from the crowd.
"Don't say that our Zhengtian Academy is bullying the weak. I'm also a Great Soul Master, and my soul power is two levels higher than yours. You—"
Before the baby-faced girl could finish her sentence, Yuhao impatiently waved his hand.
"Alright, alright. Stop talking and start."
Seeing Yuhao's dismissive attitude, the baby-faced girl's face instantly flushed red, and anger nearly exploded out of her chest.
"Bastard! If I don't beat you until you're crawling today, my surname won't be Huang!"
As she spoke, soul power surged out of her body. A long stick abruptly appeared in her hand—it was clearly an offensive weapon-type martial soul.
At the same time, two yellow soul rings rose from beneath her feet and circled her body.
"Take this!"
The girl surnamed Huang let out a sharp cry and leapt high into the air. At the same time, her first soul ring quietly lit up.
But in the very next instant—
Buzz!
An invisible spiritual ripple spread out. The girl, still in midair, felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her brain. Her vision went black, and her consciousness instantly shattered.
With a dull bang, her body crashed to the ground, completely unconscious.
Silence.
The previously noisy scene fell deathly quiet. Some people who had wanted to cheer for the girl froze with their mouths half open, swallowing their words back down their throats.
What… what just happened?!
This was the same thought shared by everyone present. They clearly hadn't seen Yuhao make any move at all, so how had their companion suddenly collapsed?
At this moment, a sharp-eyed student noticed the soul rings around Yuhao and immediately shouted in shock:
"Damn it! Look at that kid's soul rings!"
Yuhao also had two soul rings circling his body. The first was a white soul ring, which had long since been ignored by everyone.
But when their gazes landed on the second soul ring, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
Pitch-black, deep as ink.
It was clearly a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
"Ten-thousand-year soul ring?! How is that possible?"
"Isn't the limit for the second soul ring only a hundred years? How can this kid have a ten-thousand-year soul ring?!"
...
In an instant, whether they were students or passers-by, everyone watching was completely stunned.
After fusing with the Ice Empress, Yuhao had followed Tianmeng Iceworm's guidance and searched for a soul beast suitable for his Spirit Eye martial soul.
What he ultimately hunted was also an Ice Silkworm, and the soul skill he obtained was likewise related to simulation.
The "Simulation" soul skill was extremely practical. It could not only disguise soul rings and simulate the aura of ferocious beasts, but could also alter the surrounding environment and cooperate perfectly with other soul skills.
Thus, Yuhao had still chosen this soul skill.
The difference was that the Ice Silkworm Yuhao hunted this time was a soul beast that had reached around seven thousand years of cultivation.
In truth, with Yuhao's current physical strength and foundation, he could already withstand a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
Unfortunately, Ice Silkworms were at the very bottom of the food chain in the Far North.
Yuhao and Tianmeng had spent a great deal of effort before finally finding a seven-thousand-year-old Ice Silkworm.
After the soul ring was absorbed, Tianmeng Iceworm even used part of his original origin power to forcibly elevate the seven-thousand-year soul ring, causing it to display the color of a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
That's right—both of Yuhao's soul rings were showing their true colors, not illusions created through soul skills.
The crowd erupted into heated discussion, countless gazes filled with disbelief and fear landing on Yuhao. No one could understand how a mere Great Soul Master could possibly endure a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
Yuhao had no intention of caring what they thought.
His purpose was clear—to act as high-profile as possible, stir up a massive commotion within the Heavenly Soul Empire, and force the Noumenon Sect to come looking for him.
This was his plan.
But simply defeating a level 25 Great Soul Master was far from enough to create such a stir.
Yuhao's eyes turned cold, his posture arrogant as he said calmly:
"That's all? Next."
"Damn it! This bastard really deserves a beating! I don't care anymore— even if it looks like bullying a kid, I'm still going to teach him a lesson!"
Yuhao's words once again ignited the anger of the Zhengtian Academy students.
However, this time, no one dared to underestimate him. After all, a ten-thousand-year soul ring was no joke.
"Be careful, this guy isn't simple."
"Relax. Even if he has a ten-thousand-year soul ring, he's still just a Great Soul Master. I'm a level 41 battle soul master—how could he possibly be my opponent?"
The speaker finished talking and stepped forward.
"Brat, I'll challenge you. But let me make this clear first—I am a level 41 Soul Master."
Yuhao's expression didn't change in the slightest as he replied calmly:
"It doesn't matter. I've already said it. As long as you're a student of Zhengtian Academy, whether you're a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor, you're free to challenge me."
"You're really just a piece of trash from some unknown sect."
No one knew where Yuhao had learned such provocative words, but his taunting skills could definitely be called top-tier on the continent.
Didn't anyone notice that the level 41 Soul Master standing opposite him was already so furious that he was panting heavily?
"Roar! Go to hell!"
The Soul Master roared in rage. His soul power erupted, and a pair of horns suddenly grew from his head.
It was clearly a bovine-type beast martial soul.
At the same time, four soul rings appeared around his body—three yellow and one purple.
Although it wasn't a perfect optimal configuration, it was still better than most soul masters.
"Moo!"
Along with a deafening bull's roar, the second soul ring of the level 41 Soul Master lit up. Black light flashed around the horns as he charged straight toward Yuhao.
But Yuhao didn't move at all.
His eyes flickered as purple and gold light alternated within them.
Soul Shock!
Buzz!
So what if he was a level 41 Soul Master?
His fate was no different from that of the previous Great Soul Master.
Although Yuhao's first soul ring appeared white on the surface, as his physical body continued to strengthen, its true endurance had long surpassed ordinary limits. The four soul skills contained within that first soul ring had already reached the power level of five-thousand-year soul skills, and his second soul skill was no weaker.
Furthermore, Yuhao's Spirit Eye martial soul had undergone a second awakening. His spiritual power had reached the realm of being both tangible and intangible, and the Purple Demon Eyes had already stepped into the "Mustard Seed" level.
Against such overwhelming spiritual pressure, a mere level 41 Soul Master stood no chance.
The instant the Soul Master collapsed, the entire audience was shocked yet again.
The battle between a level 41 Soul Master and a level 23 Great Soul Master hadn't even lasted a full exchange—because the former had fallen without ever touching Yuhao.
"This… what kind of ability is this? That kid's soul rings didn't even light up. Why did Chen Long collapse? Could it be a soul bone skill?"
"Even if it's a soul bone, that doesn't make sense. How can there be an invisible attack like this?"
"Spiritual attributes! That bastard's martial soul has spiritual attributes!"
Among Zhengtian Academy's crowd, there were naturally many experienced individuals who quickly guessed the nature of Yuhao's martial soul.
"Then his martial soul must be his eyes! This kid has an original martial soul!"
Some people also noticed Yuhao's purple-gold eyes emitting a faint azure glow and immediately recognized this extremely rare type of martial soul—the Noumenon-type martial soul.
Moreover, what he had awakened was the eyes, the top-tier existence among body-type martial souls.
Yuhao had never intended to hide his Spirit Eye martial soul. On the contrary, he wanted to expose it as much as possible to attract the attention of the Noumenon Sect.
Thus, he said indifferently:
"Don't bother analyzing my martial soul. A level 41 Soul Master has already fallen. Next one, please."
He paused slightly, then added calmly:
"I'll remind you in advance—anyone below the Soul Master rank shouldn't come up anymore. Otherwise, you'll just be wasting my soul power."