Douluo: Peerless Light

Although he still hasn't encountered the existence of any creature's soul after death, it is gratifying that Huo Yutong finally sees the hope of getting out of this wilderness.

During the detection in the spiritual realm, the wasteland growing with purple grass came to an abrupt end about twenty kilometers away from her.

An extremely obvious, wall-like black barrier separates the Purple Grass Wasteland from the outside world into two distinct colors.

Looking up, even if the spiritual realm extends to the limit, it is impossible to see how high this barrier that connects the sky and the earth is.

It stretches upwards infinitely, as if there is no end.

At this moment, she was almost moved to tears.

After a month-long trek, she finally saw hope of getting out of this place she named the Purple Grass Wasteland.

After walking all the way to the border, Huo Yutong tentatively crossed the "barrier" that separated the two places after testing that there was no danger.

The moment she walked out of the Purple Grass Wasteland, her vision suddenly opened up.

Although it was still that dark and gloomy tone, it was much better than the everlasting darkness in the Purple Grass Wasteland - at least she didn't have to use mental power to see the scenery in front of her clearly.

However, this situation did not make Huo Yutong feel better.

Because before her eyes, what appeared was a scene far more bizarre than the Purple Grass Wasteland.

The ubiquitous darkness disappeared, replaced by the same everlasting gray fog.

The mist was constantly gathering and rolling, and under the illumination of the light source that didn't know where it came from, it presented an extremely weird and gloomy scene.

This seems to be a certain forest or the border area of ​​​​a forest - if the dry and twisted plants that are as dry and twisted as if they have been burned by fire for more than ten hours, and the strangely shaped tall black plants with faint blue fruits are really trees if.

Under the gray mist and the halo of unknown origin, they reflected huge but very twisted limbs and torsos.

From Huo Yutong's perspective, everything looked like a human body that was constantly wailing and struggling in despair.

The all-pervasive gray mist doesn't seem as peaceful as it appears.

It seems to have a life of its own, constantly rolling, rolling, and flowing.

It doesn’t have to be in a particular direction, there is no fixed trajectory at all.

Faintly, there seemed to be some kind of weird black shadow that couldn't be clearly seen, moving behind the gray fog.

Huo Yutong didn't know whether something was really moving or whether it was just a psychological effect.

From the time when the wind of rest stopped blowing and started walking until now, her current condition is not good, and her soul power and mental power reserves are not much.

Therefore, she did not rush into the spiritual realm to explore and test.

Unconsciously, the scenery in front of him became more and more eerie.

In the underworld, black, gray, and purple seem to be the main theme of everything, just like an old black and white movie with weird colors.

In addition to these three colors, Huo Yutong has not seen any other colors here.

Huo Yutong stood at the border of the two areas and hesitated slightly.

She looked at the mechanical watch in her hand. It was less than half an hour before the next wind of rest arrived.

If you rashly explore into an unknown area and encounter some force majeure critical situation, and you don't have enough time to take refuge in the black sarcophagus, it will be terrible.

After much hesitation, Huo Yutong decided to lie down here for the time being and wait for the wind of rest to blow by.

If you have enough time the next day, it's not too late to explore further.

Lying in the black sarcophagus, Huo Yutong stared at the coffin lid, which was less than two feet away from her, and felt a strange sense of relief.

After walking out of the wasteland covered with purple grass, the erosion rate of the all-pervasive negative power slowed down slightly.

This is probably good news, as it reduces the dual consumption of mental and soul power.

Huo Yutong just counted the remaining soul power reserves.

The good news is: she finally walked out of this inexplicable dark wasteland where there was not even a shadow of a ghost.

The bad news is: there is not much soul power left.

In the underworld, soul power is consumed and lost too quickly.

Even if you stay and do nothing, as long as you are not in a meditative state, your soul power will slowly flow outward at a certain speed.

Even normal walking consumes more soul power than in ordinary battles.

According to Huo Yutong's own estimation, if the current situation continues, it will take less than two months at most before the soul power reserve in the bottle will be completely exhausted.

This is without experiencing combat.

In the event of a fight or some special circumstances.

That situation is already impossible to predict.

The familiar wind of rest blew from above, and strands of strange energy were transformed by the soil of death's breath and turned into gentle food to replenish the soul.

Huo Yutong blinked, feeling that the soul power brought by the wind of rest this time seemed to be less, and it was more "gentle", not as violent as in the Purple Grass Wasteland.

At least there is no such extremely penetrating roar.

Perhaps, the wind of rest here is less powerful than that in the Purple Grass Wasteland.

What prompted all this?

Is the power of the Wind of Rest linked to the intensity of the power of Death Breath?

Huo Yutong recalled the feeling when she was exposed to the outside world before, carefully thinking and analyzing everything she perceived.

In this place that she tentatively named the Dark Forest, the power of death breath did indeed seem to be a little thinner than in the Purple Grass Wasteland.

Probably similar to the situation in the demiplane of the undead.

Not only that, but the quality of the Death Breath Soil has also declined compared to that of the Purple Grass Wasteland. It is not the kind that has been tempered to the extreme.

But it's still a good place for the undead.

etc!

If the wind of rest can give birth to undead creatures, then if there are enough soul fragments, will they be given life by the wind of rest and turn into undead creatures?

Huo Yutong listened to the sound caused by the wind of rest, thinking quietly in the quiet black sarcophagus, making speculations about this world that was suspected to be the underworld.

Twelve hours later, the wind of rest stopped on time.

Huo Yutong also used the bottle to restore the soul power in her body and crawled out of the ground again.

After placing the black sarcophagus carrying Qian Chaoguang's body on the trailer, the ice blue sword appeared in her hand with a clang.

Under the influence of soul power, the edge of this long sword once again showed a texture like ice.

Huo Yutong took a deep breath, checked his equipment, activated the soul power sensing device on the Wuhun armor, and walked towards the interior of the dark forest without looking back.

Qian Chaoguang's soul injury continues to worsen, and it's time to move on.

In the thick gray fog, the pink-gold spiritual realm constantly reflected the scene in front of him.

On top of the weird-looking twisted trees, the wood grain of the bark is twisted into a wailing look like a human face.

Some trees are entangled together like pythons, and the deep purple vines bear some kind of faint blue fruit that is half the size of a fist.

It looks a bit like a mutated apple.

Huo Yutong took out a metal knife made of fine steel and touched it lightly. The sharp tip of the knife evaporated into nothingness the moment it came into contact with the blue fruit.

"What are these things?" In the sea of ​​spirit, the Snow Emperor couldn't help but sigh.

In this place, even though she was well-informed, she felt helpless. She even didn't know as much as Huo Yutong.

Everything that existed in the underworld challenged her world view that had taken nearly 700,000 years to establish.

Bajiaoxuanbingcao is dutifully controlling the soul power detection function to scan all directions.

Hearing Snow Emperor's complaints, it also released an emotion of approval.

She had read the "Poison Classic" that Tang San left behind before his ascension countless times in his spare time.

But neither the medicine chapter nor the poison chapter contains any records about plants in the underworld.

This has led to the Bacteria Xuanbingcao now having a strong sense of frustration. She feels like she can't do anything to help and can only be a bystander.

Just when the Octagonal Black Ice Grass felt a little sorry for itself, suddenly, the soul detection module it controlled suddenly erupted with strong prompts and flashes.

The urgent "didi" sounds almost formed a series, ringing wildly in Huo Yutong's sea of ​​spirit.

No matter which direction the Octagonal Black Ice Grass points the soul power detector, this thing will keep making wild noises all the time.

"Bajiao, you take over all the rights to use the Wuhun Armor, and I'll go out to help." The Snow Emperor's expression suddenly became serious.

With a flash of light on his body, he appeared in the outside world as a soul and came to Huo Yutong's side.

Two blood-red light patterns flashed from under the spirit armor's ribs, which meant that the Octagonal Black Ice Grass had taken over the main auxiliary control system of the spirit armor.

The meaning of purple gold was revealed in Huo Yutong's eyes. He held the long sword tightly in his hand. The complementary soul core of yin and yang started to operate at full strength for the first time after arriving in the underworld, raising the soul power to the extreme.

"Snow Emperor, I feel strong malice." Huo Yutong said, "We can't see clearly in the spiritual realm. There are a lot of vague shadows gathering in our direction."

"Isn't it the human soul?"

Snow Emperor said as he came to the rear of the trailer.

An identical long sword also appeared in her hand. White light continued to ripple outward from the sword's edge, exuding a sharp aura.

However, its long sword looks a bit illusory and is completely condensed by spiritual power.

"It's not like there is no peace that a person should have after death." Huo Yutong said thoughtfully, "I can only feel the pure negative atmosphere from those large groups of shadows, they are eager to kill and devour."

"It seems that we have to fight." The Snow Emperor nodded, "Xiao Tong, remember to save your soul power. Don't use soul skills if you can. Try to use your mental power as much as possible."

Before the Snow Emperor finished speaking, the pink-gold mental realm shook violently for an instant, as if he had suffered some kind of heavy blow.

The gray fog came with unprecedented speed and quality, making the spiritual realm seem to be extinguished.

The Eye of Destiny on Huo Yutong's forehead shone brightly, and the spiritual power that was continuously added in forced the gray fog away, lighting up the surroundings again.

Before she could speak, a tooth-aching scream came from the gray mist.

The strong scream carries some unique spiritual attack.

Circles of invisible ripples hit the Wuhun armor hard, causing a series of light waves to flash and then reverberate.

That was the effect of the extremely effective soul protection that Electrolux had enchanted on the martial soul armor.

This also means that this kind of screaming is not meaningless, but will produce strong soul vibration and mental interference.

Huo Yutong flipped his wrist, turned his body half a circle, and slashed out the sword cleanly in the direction of the scream.

As the sword buzzed, a sharp ice attribute sword energy formed a white light, splitting the gray mist together like Moses parting the sea.

A dark gray shadow monster with a head like a jackal, but a body like a large wild horse and a tiger tail was split in half instantly.

But it's not over yet.

Just a second after being chopped open, the body that was broken into two pieces was miraculously glued together again.

Except that the color of its body seems to be slightly lighter, it seems to be no different from before.

But both Snow Emperor and Huo Yutong clearly noticed that its strength had declined after being chopped open once.

Under the illumination of the spiritual realm operating at full power, what happened in the gray mist was clearly visible.

These dark gray shadow monsters can no longer hide their shapes through the environment.

One after another, monsters rushed out of the gray fog, their dark red eyes staring at the Snow Emperor and Huo Yutong, as if they were looking at a plate of fine food.

The strong soul aura was constantly stirring at this moment, which was released by a large number of shadow monsters with unabashed violence and murderous intent.

These monsters keep appearing, accumulating more and more.

Some of them look like stitched monsters made up of various soul beast parts haphazardly piled up and pieced together.

Some have a human-like form, but have beast-like claws and sharp teeth.

Others are simply a large group of souls that are constantly changing shapes and randomly changing into various tentacles and arms.

That extremely disgraceful appearance made Huo Yutong feel a little numb.

Even the ugliest abominations in the demiplane are countless times more benevolent than the monsters in front of them.

At a certain moment, all the shadow monsters, as if they had made an appointment, collectively released a terrifying scream that was almost impossible to describe in words.

This place is almost filled with strong negative power, constantly releasing severe mental interference and soul shock that can be described as terrifying.

The next moment, they roared towards the location of the two of them.

Huo Yutong and Snow Emperor simply turned around and jumped onto the trailer, standing directly on the black sarcophagus and fighting back to back with the invading enemy.

"Attack the middle of their dark red eyes! That's their core! This is a deformed soul!"

The long sword in Huo Yutong's hand surged with sword energy. He raised his hand and thrust the three-foot green edge into the eyes of a monster, and then pierced it from behind.

Lifting it up lightly, the dark gray head suddenly exploded from it, exploding into a dark red air ball.

The dark red air mass like a sarcoma was split into two, and a small crystal burst out of it, splashed outward, and rolled to the ground beside it.

The remaining body of the shadow monster fell weakly in twitching, and continued to disintegrate, turning into black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

Snow Emperor didn't know what a deformed soul was, but years of trust made her subconsciously follow Huo Yutong's words.

The Imperial Sword, which is completely condensed with spiritual power, is as free and unrestrained as a butterfly piercing flowers in the Snow Emperor's hands.

Often just a few simple picks and stabs can cleanly kill a deformed soul.

The complete transformation of oneself into a soul state certainly brings a lot of inconvenience.

But correspondingly, it also brought conveniences that the Snow Emperor had never had before when he had a body.

speed.

Extreme speed.

No matter how fast the body is, it cannot be faster than the mind.

Before turning into a soul, the shooting speed would be restricted by the body and the flow speed of the soul power.

But now, the Snow Emperor in his soul state is really moving with lightning speed.

In one thought, the enemy was defeated.

The only thing that can affect her is the speed at which her soul is completely solidified and the intensity of her mental power.

This is also the reason why the Black Warrior is the king of melee combat among the undead - because they are born with extremely powerful souls and do not need any additional distractions.

Huo Yutong stood on top of the black coffin. The long sword in his hand flew up and down, killing the distorted souls that kept flying towards him.

The Eye of Destiny on her forehead remained open, continuously outputting a massive amount of spiritual power through the pink core circle.

The black air flow transformed after the death of the distorted soul body almost renders the entire place black.

A large number of black crystals burst out from their "brains", everywhere in the wheel.

The strength of these distorted soul bodies is not strong, it can even be said to be extremely weak, and is generally equivalent to the level of soul masters and great soul masters.

Occasionally there are a few powerful ones, but they don't exceed the soul master level at most.

For Huo Yutong and Snow Emperor, fighting against enemies of this level is like mowing grass in simple mode in Orochi Warriors.

But the problem now is.

There was so much grass that needed to be mowed.

Although the strength of the distorted souls is low, their number seems to be endless. More and more of them are gathering here, almost filling up the area within several kilometers.

They have no wisdom, let alone fear, only the desire for a pure soul and the killing instinct driven by obsession.

Countless screams sounded from their mouths, and ripples formed in circles and spread toward the center.

On top of the martial soul armor, the octagonal black ice grass controlled the soul protection and continuously released its glow, blocking the spiritual attacks jointly released by these distorted soul bodies.

"Snow Emperor, something is wrong."

Huo Yutong released a series of sword energy in his hand, and cooperated with the soul judgment to instantly clear out a large piece of the distorted souls that had piled up in front of him.

"The number of distorted souls is still increasing at an alarming rate. We have been fighting fiercely for a long time, but instead of decreasing, their number has increased!"

"Increased? How many are there!?"

The Snow Emperor was slightly startled, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, killing the incoming enemy.

She does not have the same spiritual realm as Huo Yutong. After being separated, she cannot share the effects of her skills. Her vision and perception are severely limited, and she can only feel the constant number of distorted souls.

Without the cooperation of the heaven and earth energy and the ice element, this made the Snow Emperor very uncomfortable.

Except for the Snow Emperor's Three Skills, which she is proud of, the rest can only be fought with mental power and the soul itself.

But what's embarrassing now is that she doesn't dare to use even the Snow Emperor's three skills easily - because it will consume the already tight soul power in Huo Yutong's body.

Just relying on physical skills to kill enemies is really inefficient.

If you can use a wide range of soul skills to attack unscrupulously, not to mention just this, what if there are ten times more distorted souls?

"I don't know how many there are, I can't count them! They have piled up in my spiritual field, and the density is still rising! Snow Emperor, we must retreat and return to the Purple Grass Wasteland. There are no distorted souls there, maybe they can't get through. "

Huo Yutong gritted his teeth, popped out five light blades on his right hand, and swung forward fiercely.

The five pink-gold light blades annihilated a large number of distorted souls like heaven-searing claws, and the black crystals fell to the ground with crackles.

The formation surrounding the two men instantly exposed a large void.

But judging from the speed at which the distorted souls surged up again, this gap could only last for a few seconds.

These monsters, who don't know what pain and fear are, seem to have no retreat at all.

Taking this opportunity, Huo Yutong's mental power suddenly shrank.

With a sharp sweep, he collected all the fallen black crystals into his bag, then quickly turned the car around and rushed in the direction it came from.

"Let's go now!"

The team of two people began to run wildly through the dark forest shrouded in gray mist.

I am afraid that unless they were there in person, no one would be able to imagine that the powerful combination of Snow Emperor and Huo Yutong would be forced into a strategic retreat by a group of deformed souls that did not even have the highest soul sect.

Without any soul power replenishment and unable to see how many enemies there were, the two of them did not dare to risk staying any longer.

If you leave now, it will only make you lose face. If you insist on not leaving, you may lose face in the future.

Huo Yutong was dragged forward and dashed forward, using the long sword in his left hand and the dark gold fear claw in his right hand to bow left and right.

In the gray mist, there were constantly distorted souls that turned into black airflow and disappeared without a trace under her terrifying attacks.

Under the serious attacks with one move after another, these weak monsters were no match for Huo Yutong.

If they had appeared on the Douluo Continent, they would not have achieved such an impressive result as forcing the two of them to retreat.

It’s absolutely impossible to even get up close!

The Zhoutian Starry Formation composed of a total of 365 floating soul cannons is not a vegetarian.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

At the end of the trailer, the Snow Emperor almost transformed into a humanoid top.

The imperial sword condensed from spiritual power in his hand was reaching its peak, constantly harvesting the lives of one distorted soul body after another.