An obvious excitement appeared on Wang Dong's delicate face.
She seemed completely absorbed in her own logical loop, oblivious to the sudden change in the atmosphere around her.
Standing opposite her, Tang Qiong's face, which had originally held a touch of playfulness, immediately darkened.
The girl's lips twitched slightly, and her hands, placed at her sides, silently clenched the hem of her clothes.
At twenty years old, she had only just reached the threshold of level forty, which was the most painful thing she didn't want to face.
Now that Wang Dong had so casually exposed her to everyone, even with her carefree personality, she felt a sudden burning sensation on her cheeks.
Nurha's rugged old face was also filled with embarrassment.
He coughed lightly and scratched the back of his head awkwardly, momentarily at a loss for who to help smooth things over.
Hua Yangming silently turned his head away, pretending to be intently examining the pebbles at his feet.
Members of this sect: ...
Wang Dong, however, was completely unaware of this; her thoughts were racing at an unprecedented speed.
Since the completeness of a martial soul determines the upper limit of everything.
Whether it's the palms, arms, or shoulders on the back, they are all just minor details on the human body.
The only thing that can truly be called 100% complete is the complete shell itself.
Wang Dong's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling that he had completely grasped the core essence of this theory.
"Let's follow this line of reasoning."
She took half a step forward, put her hands on her hips, raised her chin, and loudly declared, "If someone can awaken their entire body into a martial soul, wouldn't that be the most powerful innate martial soul!"
These words were spoken with great force, echoing back and forth in the vast valley.
Wang Dong's pinkish-blue eyes were full of smugness, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
She felt incredibly intelligent.
Based solely on a few casual remarks from these individuals, he was able to trace the clues and deduce the most advanced martial spirit form in the entire continent.
Such talent and comprehension would make anyone admire them wholeheartedly on the spot.
She immediately turned around, her bright eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao beside her, her eyes filled with undisguised anticipation.
Praise me!
Today, I truly became a master of martial spirit theory through my own abilities.
Huo Yuhao fell silent as he watched her smug expression, which seemed to swirl with pride.
"..."
He looked at the girl in front of him, whose face was full of desire for praise, and sighed helplessly.
Do you really need to deduce this?
If the entire body cannot be considered the top-tier martial soul, then how can the Sect Master of the Body Sect, Poison Undying, firmly hold the throne of one of the strongest people in the world?
That old monster's true martial soul is none other than his true poisonous body.
But seeing Wang Dong's pure and expectant expression, Huo Yuhao couldn't bring himself to say anything that would dampen the girl's rare enthusiasm.
He lowered his head slightly, raised his hand naturally, and gently pinched Wang Dong's fair and soft cheek with his long index finger and thumb.
The touch from his fingertips was delicate and slightly cool, and he gently tugged at it twice.
"Alright, alright, you're the smartest, stop causing trouble here."
Huo Yuhao spoke gently, with a hint of indulgent smile.
"Hey! Why did you pinch my cheek!"
Wang Dong uttered a muffled protest, and a faint blush quickly spread across his fair face.
Although she complained fiercely, her slender body showed no intention of backing away.
She even stood there obediently, letting that slightly cool hand knead her cheek, the pride deep in her eyes completely replaced by a faint joy.
Seeing this scene, Nurha's embarrassment finally faded a lot.
Although the boy was frighteningly calm, he still retained some of the gentleness that belonged to his age in front of his companions.
Huo Yuhao withdrew his hand, turned around and looked at the members of the Body Sect again, his expression returning to its usual seriousness.
He didn't waste time on this little incident, but continued to ask Nurha about the deeper aspects of the second awakening of one's own martial spirit, following up on the previous topic.
For this group of practical fighters who have developed their physical bodies to the extreme, the experience possessed by the Body Sect is far more practical than Shrek's theoretical books on warfare.
The distinction between black iron, bronze, silver, and gold.
There is also a unique method for forcibly stimulating the potential of organs in desperate situations by relying on the resonance of Qi and blood.
After putting aside his initial intention to recruit, Nurha didn't hold back and readily shared his insights, which weren't exactly secrets within the sect.
Hua Yangming occasionally added a few key points about the pathways of a control-type main body martial soul.
Li Gousheng also demonstrated a few instantaneous change-of-direction techniques, combining the power generation method of his left leg martial spirit.
Huo Yuhao listened intently and quietly to every detail.
Deep within the skull, the Space-Time Brain's computational power operates at full speed, cross-validating all received information with its own data model.
What ordinary people might need years of arduous study to figure out was quickly deconstructed into the clearest energy circuit in his mind.
Whenever Nurha finished explaining a complex theory, Huo Yuhao would only need to think for a moment before he could raise a few direct and insightful questions.
Even at certain critical junctures in transportation, he can propose a more refined and less disruptive alternative.
After their conversation, Nurha became increasingly alarmed.
The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and an incredible emotion even appeared on his rugged face.
This kid's comprehension ability is simply outrageous.
No matter how complex the technique of exerting force is, as long as you give an introduction, your opponent can immediately apply it to other situations and even clearly deduce the subsequent drawbacks.
He truly deserves to be called a monster with a powerful brain.
When this mind starts working, it's a hundred times more brilliant than those elders in the sect who have been deducing for decades.
As the conversation deepened, Nurha felt extremely comfortable, and his gaze toward Huo Yuhao was filled with undisguised admiration and respect.
He patted his thick thighs and sighed with great emotion.
"Brother Huo, I have truly broadened my horizons today regarding your powerful martial spirit."
Nurha stroked his beard, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and spoke with heartfelt regret.
"This is definitely one of the top physical martial souls in the entire continent, and it also comes with such a powerful spiritual attribute."
"It's a pity that we were born at the wrong time."
Nurha shook his head, looking around at the deep, dark forest with some regret.
"If this were ten thousand years ago, the future of your martial spirit would have been immeasurable."
"But in this era, spirit-attribute soul beasts have long been nearly wiped out by the major sects."
"The already rare spiritual attribute, coupled with the rampant hunting by soul masters over the years, has made it even more difficult than climbing to heaven to find a compatible spiritual soul beast."
At this point, Nurha couldn't help but give a wry smile.
"I have lived in this world for more than sixty years and have seen countless soul beasts while traveling all over the country. But I have only ever seen two or three thousand-year-old spiritual attribute soul beasts."
"As for spiritual beings that are ten thousand years old, I have never seen even one."
Nurha looked at Huo Yuhao, his tone revealing the helplessness of an elder facing reality.
"Your path ahead is likely to be very difficult."
"In my opinion, if the subsequent soul ring configuration of your martial soul can barely meet the standard configuration, it will already be a blessing from heaven."
Huo Yuhao stood still, without saying a word.
"..."
The boy lowered his eyes slightly, exuding an aura of tranquility.
To the surrounding members of the sect, this exceptionally talented young man must have experienced unimaginable wandering and hardship to have developed such a deep and cold temperament at an age when he should be full of vigor.
But in reality, only he himself knows what kind of path he has taken.
If you really want to be serious, the old man wasn't entirely wrong.
He had indeed never encountered any genuine ten-thousand-year-old spirit-type beasts on this continent.
But it doesn't matter at all.
Once the quality of a soul ring truly crosses the hurdle of 100,000 years, under the infusion of the absolutely enormous laws of heaven and earth, there will no longer be any low-level worries about whether the attributes can match for any martial soul.
Even if we take a step back and carefully consider the first few soul rings of his first martial soul, only the first three are purely of the spiritual attribute.
The first soul ring came from the three-thousand-year-old Thousand-Leaf Mint, providing a pure boost to brainpower.
The second soul ring is the million-year wisdom soul ring brought by the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm Sacrifice.
As for the third one, it is a genuine 300,000-year-old ferocious beast, the Frost Fox.
In his setup, there wasn't a single genuine thousand-year-old spirit-type soul beast, let alone a ten-thousand-year-old spirit-type soul beast.
If this were said, jumping directly from three thousand years to a million years, the people in front of them would most likely feel that the rules of the entire world have completely collapsed.
While Huo Yuhao was still secretly calculating in his mind, Nurha, who was standing opposite him, suddenly raised his thick right hand and slapped his forehead hard.
The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the valley.
"Look at my memory, I'm getting senile!"
Nurha's rugged old face was filled with sudden realization, his eyes wide open. "I just saw you conjure two ten-thousand-year soul rings with your bare hands. With such a miraculous skill in your hands, why would you need to worry about the scarcity of soul beasts!"
That's a very straightforward statement.
Those who can create their own soul rings can naturally choose which age they want to equip.
Nurha took a half step forward, his calm and sharp eyes surging with intense curiosity. "Brother Huo, tell me the truth, what kind of soul rings does your martial soul have now?"
The moment those words were uttered, the entire valley, which had been relatively quiet, was completely aroused.
Not only was Nurha eager to know the answer, but the young disciples beside him also craned their necks.
Hua Yangming brushed aside the thick, stray hairs on his forehead, revealing a face full of inquisitive curiosity.
Tang Qiong shook her slender, fair hands, her bright eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao, and she even unconsciously softened her breathing.
Li Gousheng even took a small half-step forward, his honest and simple face full of anticipation.
Everyone saw it clearly just now.
Without revealing any spirit rings, the young man in front of them repelled the full-force attack of an 86th-level power-attack type Soul Douluo with just the form of one arm.
This almost abnormal combat power beyond one's level could absolutely not be built on a standard configuration of two yellow and two purple weapons.
The other party must be hiding some kind of terrifying trump card that is beyond everyone's expectations.
Even Wang Dong, who had been quietly standing beside him, couldn't help but turn to the side and secretly raise her eyes to look at him.
Wang Dong bit her lower lip lightly, a complex emotion flickering in her light blue eyes.
Of all the people in this valley, she was the only one who knew Huo Yuhao a little better.
She vaguely remembered that back at Shrek Academy, the first martial soul that this bad guy revealed during the attack at the beginning of the second year seemed to be a configuration of two purple and one red that ordinary people would never dare to imagine.
In addition, Huo Yuhao also has a second martial soul, which is composed entirely of 100,000-year soul rings. At the time, she was stunned and didn't think much of it, but now, looking back...
Even just a glance at this configuration makes you feel like you're dreaming.
Those arrogant and self-important people on the mainland may never see a terrifying beast of the 100,000-year age in their entire lives.
But Huo Yuhao actually had more than one hanging on him.
Wang Dong felt like his mind was a complete mess.
She simply couldn't understand what methods this guy had used to make so many overlords, each capable of destroying a city for hundreds of thousands of years, willingly become soul rings around him.
This is simply too unreasonable.
Facing the almost tangible, scorching gazes around him, Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a faint smile.
Since this group of people are so eager to broaden their horizons, he doesn't mind revealing a little of his trump card so that these guys from the Body Sect can broaden their horizons and see what a peerless genius is.
The boy had one hand behind his back, his soul power flowing slowly through his meridians. He was preparing to activate the Space-Time Spirit Eye Brain deep within his skull to summon the five extraordinary soul rings out of his body.
At this critical moment, the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly froze without warning.
There was no violent storm, nor any deafening howl.
All the birdsong and insects' flapping wings in the world vanished completely in that single breath.
Two completely unfamiliar and terrifying auras tore through the calm above, bypassing the barriers of ancient trees, and descended into the valley without hindrance.
Leading the way was a tall and upright man.
The newcomer was dressed in a sharp, all-black outfit with a clean cut. His black hair cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall, and his face was as resolute and cold as if carved by a knife and axe.
What's most captivating are those eyes, so unlike any other.
Two pure golden vertical pupils flowed with supreme and domineering brilliance in the shadows. Just being casually swept by that gaze would make one feel that the circulation of soul power within one's body became difficult and heavy.
Behind the man in black, a strangely shaped golden creature followed slowly.
The beast had strong and powerful limbs, and with each step it took, clusters of pale golden auspicious clouds would spontaneously appear beneath its feet, supporting its body.
Its golden scales gleamed with a warm luster in the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, and right in the center of its forehead, which was adorned with long, slender dragon horns, stood a third crimson-gold eye that exuded a mysterious aura.
The man in black simply stood there, yet the menacing aura emanating from him was so heavy it seemed capable of crushing the entire sky.
That absolute sense of oppression, that feeling of being above all living beings, is a characteristic that no human titled Douluo could possess.
This is a truly ferocious beast that has crossed the threshold of heavenly tribulation and is able to shed its beastly form and transform into a human, with an age of at least 200,000 years