Chapter 81: Evil Soul Master Stronghold
Pushing aside a group of night owls who had fallen asleep the moment they lay down, Huo Yuhao gently tapped on several ice sculptures.
Instantly, the ice sculptures shattered into a sky full of ice crystals, achieving the effect of grinding bones to dust in one step.
Kicking the bar's front counter to pieces, a square gap hidden beneath it revealed a faint glimmer of light.
Huo Yuhao leaped high into the air and plummeted down onto the staircase, smashing it to smithereens.
This tremendous commotion attracted seven or eight Evil Soul Masters guarding the entrance, who converged on him from all directions.
Seeing these beasts, Huo Yuhao decided to change his approach. A slight ripple appeared at his right sleeve, and a baseball bat covered in nails materialized in his hand.
Before these men could close in, Huo Yuhao instantly appeared in front of one Evil Soul Master, relentlessly striking six times with the bat in a single second.
A piercing scream instantly rang out, causing the remaining men to slow their converging steps.
"You, you, who are you? What do you want?"
Huo Yuhao offered no response, only swinging the baseball bat even faster.
In less than half a minute, the piercing screams ceased, and Huo Yuhao retracted the wooden baseball bat.
Seeing Huo Yuhao stop, the men surrounding him relaxed slightly, ready to resume their questioning, only to see him produce a metal baseball bat.
It was studded with sharp spikes that emitted a faint green glow, clearly coated in poison.
"This one feels better. The last one was too brittle; I couldn't smash a few bones."
Under his rapid teleportation, sixfold screams erupted once more. Huo Yuhao cycled through striking each of the six men with his bat, creating a rhythmic pattern like playing a drum set.
"Ah!!! Who are you? Why are you doing this to us? Ah! The Evil Soul Master lords will not let you get away with this!"
Huo Yuhao paid no heed, continuing his frenzied assault. Beasts were not worthy of speaking to him. Nearly a thousand resentful spirits surrounded these beasts; their deaths were not enough to atone.
Accompanied by percussive impacts and high-pitched screams, seven twisted corpses lay around Huo Yuhao.
Within this intricate network of underground tunnels, aside from the initial entrance, the remaining passages could barely accommodate a single person.
Guided by the precise positioning of his Spiritual Detection, Huo Yuhao located the hiding Evil Soul Masters one by one, like playing a game of whack-a-mole, and smashed them mercilessly.
Whenever he passed through an area, a platinum radiance would purify a multitude of resentful spirits. They smiled and waved farewell to him from behind.
"Why is it so quiet today? Did those useless idiots outside drink themselves into a stupor?"
At the core of the Evil Soul Master gathering place, an underground chamber had been constructed.
Three Spirit Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters were here, clinking cups and drinking merrily.
"Stop sleeping, you need to wake up. Something's wrong. How could it be so deathly quiet outside?"
The older Evil Soul Master urgently shook awake the sleeping middle-aged man, casting a wary glance toward the door.
With a bang, the door flew straight in. Despite the old man's readiness, he was still sent flying by the impact.
"You few are the managers of this base, correct."
Huo Yuhao's face darkened as he looked at the numerous skeletal remains within the room, many of which appeared quite petite.
"Huo, Huo Yuhao, how, how did you find this place?"
The old man immediately recognized Huo Yuhao's identity. Just recently, a lord from the Hall of Worship had come to instruct them to lay low for a while.
The most important warning was to beware of Huo Yuhao. He had already planned to suspend operations for the next few years, never expecting Huo Yuhao to track him down.
"Pavilion Master Huo, spare me! All these bones were the work of those two. I had nothing to do with it!"
Huo Yuhao looked mockingly at the kneeling, pleading Evil Soul Master. Seeing the tens of thousands of resentful spirits swirling around him, Huo Yuhao felt a surge of uncontrollable rage.
Among them, a large portion were the Souls of young children. Even as resentful spirits, they could only wander confusedly around him.
"Destiny Awakening."
Huo Yuhao's eyes turned golden as he swept his gaze over the three Evil Soul Masters.
Immediately, the three clutched their chests desperately, curling up on the ground as if suffocating.
The two middle-aged men beside him were also jolted awake by this suffocating sensation.
They hurriedly began to shout and shift blame. Seeing Huo Yuhao unmoved, they twisted their bodies and started begging for mercy.
As the golden light on their bodies grew denser, their bodies began to bend in grotesque ways.
The old man's waist bent violently backward, his head touching his calves directly. A crisp cracking sound rang out as his ragdoll-like body began to seep blood.
The two middle-aged men's elbows bent unnaturally ninety degrees in the opposite direction. Their knees flew off, their calves and thighs forming a ninety-degree angle.
"Fate Distortion Deprivation."
Huo Yuhao uttered softly once more. The abnormalities on the three intensified. One middle-aged man directly twisted the old man's head seven hundred and twenty degrees.
Then, his "lips" split open, his mouth torn into upper and lower halves. He then viciously bit down and tore off the old man's head.
The other middle-aged man twisted his own body three times, causing it to snap apart at the waist.
Huo Yuhao looked at the three ghastly corpses in the room, his anger slightly appeased. He began purifying the tens of thousands of resentful spirits with his Purification Light.
The memories of the purified beings slowly flowed into Huo Yuhao's Spirit Sea. Viewing the fragmented memories of infants, images of happy families of three gradually being torn apart.
Countless families had been destroyed by these scoundrels. How dare they lay hands on children.
Huo Yuhao's right hand became enveloped in an emerald green light. He crouched down and placed it on the ground.
An ice-blue ripple covered the entire underground base. The corpses of all the Evil Soul Masters were frozen and then shattered.
Immediately after, Huo Yuhao left the underground base. His right hand manifested the divine slash. Using gravity, he buried the entire underground structure with earth.
"Everyone, let this place serve as your temporary resting ground. Those Evil Soul Masters have had their Souls fly away and spirits scatter. You may rest in peace now."
After Huo Yuhao left, the concealing effect of his Divine Sense dissipated, causing the entire bar to sink three or four meters.
Over the course of the night, Huo Yuhao raided three Evil Soul Master bases, slaughtering every single Evil Soul Master within.
Throughout this journey, even Huo Yuhao, who had once witnessed the Death God Messenger's cave, found it somewhat hard to bear.
These scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood gave Huo Yuhao a somewhat altered perception of the Sun Moon Empire.
Beneath the facade of a prosperous spirit tool World lay a realm where Evil Soul Masters ran rampant.
Huo Yuhao walked slowly toward the direction of the exchange dormitory, gazing somewhat disoriented at the bustling crowds on the streets on either side.
How long could this facade of false beauty be maintained?
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