Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Soul Kings were different. These people instantly lost their reason, their eyes bloodshot and scarlet. They attacked those around them like madmen, tearing many of their comrades to pieces on the spot.

These people recklessly slaughtered those around them, slaughtering the comrades they had fought alongside just moments before.

Inside a room, a greasy middle-aged man was doing unspeakable things to a female soul master from Heaven Dou Empire.

Behind him, three others were watching and waiting in line, their faces filled with bestial lust, each revealing a perverted smile.

Most hateful of all, the woman on the bed had a vacant look in her eyes and was already lifeless.

The male protagonist was immersed in his own battlefield, riding high, when he suddenly felt a great gust of wind behind him and a sharp pain in his chest.

The man looked down and saw a bloody hole in his chest, a blood-soaked fist protruding from it.

The man fell forward weakly, truly dying on the woman's belly.

The ones who killed the man were the three who had been waiting in line behind him. They weren't just impatient; the three of them were now like wild beasts, their expressions fierce, slaughtering each other as if they had an irreconcilable feud.

Outside, the chaos was even greater. Allied soul masters and city defense soldiers, devoid of their senses, were killing each other indiscriminately, as if driven by the hatred of having their wives stolen.

Huo Yuhao's gaze swept across the scene and landed on the gray door from which skeletons were constantly pouring out.

"Holy Spirit Cult, you truly have a death wish."

With those words, Huo Yuhao waved his sleeve, shattering dozens of skeletons to the ground, and forcibly closed the gray door in an instant.

Ye Guyi, the real instigator, was stunned for a moment. What was going on? Huo Yuhao was forcibly pinning a label on the Holy Spirit Cult.

But that was fine too. In any case, creatures from the undead plane looked like the work of evil soul masters, and those who controlled them were easily misunderstood and criticized.

After dealing with the undead plane, Huo Yuhao set his sights on Yang Poshan, who was closest to him, and raised his hand, sending out an unremarkable palm strike from afar.

Faced with this seemingly simple palm strike, Yang Poshan didn't dare to be careless. He unleashed the Yang Family Spear Technique and his unique spear intent. Yang Poshan held the Soul Piercing Spear and thrust it out, carrying a tragic, irreversible momentum, shouting loudly, "Break!"

However, facts proved that a loud voice didn't mean anything. After Huo Yuhao's simple palm strike, Yang Poshan's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, dead beyond any doubt.

A level ninety-seven Super Douluo didn't even have the slightest power to resist.

Hiss!

Everyone present gasped, their backs chilled, and their inner fear was uncontrollable.

"Brother, no!

You little beast, you pay for my brother's life!"

A heartbreaking voice rang out, and Yang Guozhen charged towards Huo Yuhao like a madman.

The response he received was the same treatment as Yang Poshan. The Yang family's two existing pillars of strength fell in an instant.

Soul Piercing Spear, so much for that!

Jin Peng's face was horrified. What had happened during this kid's disappearance? How had he become so terrifying? It felt like killing a Titled Douluo was as easy as killing a chicken—no, even easier than killing a chicken, since you still had to pluck a chicken!

Ning Zhiyuan's face was ashen. It was completely over. He was finished, the Ning family was finished, everything was finished.

After killing the Yang brothers, Huo Yuhao's gaze fell on Xuan Zi.

Swept by his gaze, the heart of the level ninety-eight, temporarily possessing the noble Gluttony bloodline, Xuan Zi seemed to skip a beat. He felt as if he had been doused with cold water, chilled from head to toe.

People are afraid of death, and Xuan Zi was no exception. On the contrary, he cherished his life. The longer he lived, the more afraid he was of death.

Otherwise, he would have long since atoned for his two team leadership errors that caused massive casualties.

At this moment, a stooped old man suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Zi. He had a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles, but the aura emanating from him was unmistakably level ninety-nine.

It was Mu En, the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the Dragon God Douluo.

"The righteous find abundant support, while the unrighteous find little. Youngster, are you still going to stubbornly cling to your delusions even now?"

Mu En spoke very quickly, as if afraid that Huo Yuhao wouldn't give him a chance to speak.

However, things didn't go so smoothly. There were always people who liked to meddle.

Just as Mu En, the old dog, was about to die on the spot, Niu Tian of the Clear Sky School jumped out. Niu Tian took one step and was already in front of Mu En.

Faced with Huo Yuhao's powerful palm, Niu Tian also countered with a heavy punch. The thick fist shattered Huo Yuhao's palm print, but Niu Tian wasn't completely unaffected. He and Mu En behind him flew backward.

A hundred meters away, Niu Tian regained his footing. At this moment, he looked incredulous. He pointed at Huo Yuhao and said in a trembling voice, "You, you are actually a god?"

Niu Tian's voice changed under the shock of the moment, hitting a dolphin-like high note.

A storm raged in Niu Tian's heart. He knew the inside story. Now that the God Realm was gone, there was no divine inheritance, and the rules of the Douluo Continent had long been tampered with, not allowing the appearance of god-level powerhouses.

What was going on with this person? He was not even fourteen years old, so how could he have cultivated so quickly? And how did he break through the blockade of the world's rules?

Niu Tian had already suspected it when Huo Yuhao easily crushed Yang Poshan, suspecting that Huo Yuhao's power had touched the god level.

But after the test just now, he was horrified to discover that this guy not only had power that reached the god level, but his realm had also reached it. It was as if he had broken some kind of rule, and he himself was no longer bound by the soul master system.

"Big brother, are you alright?"

The broad-shouldered, sturdy, and ugly Titan came to Niu Tian's side, offering the concern between buddies.

Niu Tian didn't want to pay attention to him, just shaking his head to indicate that he was fine.

"It's Daddy, Second Daddy."

When Wang Dong'er saw that it was her two daddies, she quickly released her martial soul, the Butterfly Goddess of Light. As her butterfly wings flapped, she soared into the air, approaching her two daddies.

Huo Yuhao didn't continue to attack, because the other party was also a god-level powerhouse. He was still surprised at where so many gods had emerged from on the Douluo Continent. After hearing Wang Dong'er's call, he finally understood the identities of these two guys.

Niu Tian and Titan had once been sacrificed to Tang San. After Tang San became a god, he resurrected these two guys. These two guys had lived in the God Realm for so long, with immortal energy for them to absorb. Their own bloodlines were not weak, and they also had the relationship between Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Huo Yuhao had once suspected that these two guys had reached the level of divine beasts, and now it seemed that it was indeed true.

In the original work, these two guys only revealed their cultivation as Limit Douluos. Later, they never participated in the continental war, staying out of it the whole time. Success or failure had nothing to do with them.

Now it seemed that they were also two scheming fellows, or rather, the people behind them were scheming.