"Purification Spell."
An intangible radiance spread from the void, enveloping the entire conference hall. The radiance was not blinding, yet it carried a strange power—it pierced through the defenses of the Evil Soul Masters and struck directly at the depths of their souls.
The Great Holy Spirit and Second Holy Spirit screamed in unison, their bodies trembling violently. Under the illumination of this radiance, the resentment and evil energy within their bodies actually began to dissolve! Their cultivation levels also plummeted rapidly—dropping from the sixth ring down to the fifth ring, the fourth ring...
"No... no!" The Great Holy Spirit roared, but was powerless to stop it.
The Second Holy Spirit was even worse off; he had relied on evil arts to boost his strength, and his foundation was unstable. Under the effect of the Purification Spell, his cultivation almost collapsed, and he collapsed directly to the ground, his aura fading to the extreme.
The Elder relied on the defense of his Zombie True Body to barely withstand the attack of the Purification Spell. However, his face was also deathly pale, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Who... who exactly are you?!" He hissed, his eyes filled with fear.
In the void, Huo Yuhao's figure slowly emerged.
He stood before that gray portal, his body wreathed in a faint aura of Necromancy. His eyes were calm as water, as if the battle just now had been nothing more than an insignificant game.
"Me?" He said softly, "Someone who wants to have a word with you."
Black World, Douluo Continent.
The tavern was silent as the grave.
Then—
"Holy crap! He won?!"
"A second ring beat a Spirit Saint and two Spirit Emperors?!"
"He didn't win, that door did! The undead creature inside that door!"
"And that Purification Spell! It's too terrifying! It directly shattered the cultivation of two Spirit Emperors!"
Someone muttered: "That Electrolux... what kind of existence is he?"
The Elder slumped on the ground, his whole body trembling. He looked at Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with fear, but beneath the fear, there was a trace of... fanaticism that could not be concealed?
"Holy Son... Holy Son..." He muttered, his voice hoarse and trembling, "The Holy Son has appeared, our Cult shall flourish! The Holy Son has appeared, our Cult shall flourish!"
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly.
The Elder suddenly raised his head, a fanatical light erupting in his eyes: "You must be the Holy Son! Only the Holy Son could possess such pure power of death! Only the Holy Son could purify our evil energy! Holy Son, please accept us! We are willing to follow the Holy Son, through fire and water, without hesitation!"
As he spoke, he struggled to kneel on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
Although the Great Holy Spirit and Second Holy Spirit had fading auras, they also struggled to kneel down and followed suit, kowtowing.
Huo Yuhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
In that smile, there was helplessness, emotion, and a trace of... expected calmness.
"Get up." He said softly.
The Elder looked up, his eyes full of expectation.
Huo Yuhao looked at him and said slowly: "I can accept you. But there are a few conditions."
"You speak! You speak!" The Elder said repeatedly.
"First, from today on, you cannot use living people to cultivate. I will teach you a new cultivation method that does not require harming life to increase strength."
The Elder was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Yes!"
"Second, you must provide resources to help me grow. Spirit tool materials, cultivation pills, intelligence—whatever I need, you must support me with all your might."
"Yes!"
"Third..." Huo Yuhao paused, his gaze becoming deep, "You must change. Change the habits of Evil Soul Masters, change the style of wantonly killing the innocent. From today on, you are no longer Evil Soul Masters, but... my subordinates."
The Elder kowtowed deeply: "This subordinate will strictly obey the Holy Son's orders!"
Huo Yuhao nodded, walked to the Elder, and placed his hand on his head.
The Elder's body stiffened, but he dared not resist.
A moment later, Huo Yuhao withdrew his hand. A stream of information flowed through his mental force into the Elder's consciousness—that was the orthodox cultivation method suitable for a Zombie Spirit, taught by Electrolux.
The Elder blankly digested that information, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. After a long while, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of excitement: "This... this is..."
"This is the method for your future cultivation." Huo Yuhao said calmly, "Cultivate according to this, and your strength will not be inferior to what it is now, and you will not lose your sanity or be eroded by evil energy."
The Elder trembled all over and kowtowed again: "Thank you, Holy Son! Thank you, Holy Son!"
Huo Yuhao waved his hand: "Get up. You should heal your injuries first and cultivate according to the new method. Once your strength is restored..."
He paused, his eyes flickering: "I need you to contact the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters. Tell them that the Bright Capital branch has important matters to report."
The Elder's eyes lit up: "Does the Holy Son want to go to the headquarters? With your strength and potential, you will definitely be able to become the true Holy Son!"
Huo Yuhao, however, shook his head.
"No." He said calmly, "I won't go now."
The Elder was stunned: "Why?"
Huo Yuhao looked at him, his gaze deep: "Because I am still too weak. Going to the headquarters will only make me a pawn for others. It won't be too late to go when I am strong enough."
He turned and walked towards the door.
"Before that, cultivate well and prepare well. When I need you, I will come to find you."
As the voice faded, his figure disappeared outside the door.
The Elder knelt on the spot, looking at the direction he left, speechless for a long time.
After a long while, he muttered: "The Holy Son... no, Master... what exactly is he?"
Black World, Shrek Academy, Sea Gods Pavilion.
Xuan Zi and the others sat in their chairs, unable to say a word after seeing Huo Yuhao's actions.
They hadn't expected the Huo Yuhao of another World to be so bold as to actually subdue this branch of the Holy Spirit Cult.
It looks like Huo Yuhao intends to use this branch to grow!
Shrek City, Tang Sect.
Huo Yuhao felt a jolt in his heart as he saw the decision of his other self.
"How could he dare? That's the Holy Spirit Cult, an organization of Evil Soul Masters? Isn't he afraid of getting deeply trapped in it?"
He had studied Necromancy and had used Necromancy to come into contact with the Holy Spirit Cult, but that was when he was relatively strong, and the contact had not lasted long.
But the self from the other World was clearly making active contact—what exactly did he want to do?
White World, Sun Moon Empire, Bright Capital.
The citizens looked at the Sky Screen, their eyes filled with pride.
"Look at that! That is Venerable Ming! A second ring subduing a Spirit Saint!"
"That Elder called him Master at the end! Venerable Ming has gained another force!"
"But why doesn't he go to the headquarters? He could be the Holy Son if he went!"
"What do you know? Going now is just suicide! This is what Venerable Ming calls steady progress!"
In the crowd, an old man stroked his beard and said leisurely:
"This child is not only amazingly gifted, but his character is even more terrifying. He can remain clear-headed in the face of temptation and handle strong enemies with composure. If a person like this doesn't become a God King, who will?"
White World, Reincarnation God Realm.
Gu Yuena looked at the battle on the Sky Screen with a smile on her lips: "Yuhao's move is a very good one."
Wang Qiuer nodded: "That Purification Spell is simply the nemesis for dealing with Evil Soul Masters."
Snow Empress said softly: "He is much more clear-headed than his other-World self. He knows when to advance and when to retreat."