Because of Tang Wulin, the Life Tide on Devil Island, which only erupted once every hundred years, arrived early.
This surge of life aura, so massive it was almost liquid, swept across the entire sea area like a tsunami, not only causing the Spirit Beast in the surrounding tens of miles to riot, but also waking the old Devil Heads sleeping on Devil Island one after another.
At this moment, seven figures of various shapes and sizes were standing in a circle around Tang Wulin, chattering and passing judgment.
Each of these seven old Devil Heads had lived for over a thousand years, and their knowledge was undoubtedly vast, yet no matter how they analyzed or argued with each other, they could never figure out what exactly had happened to this youth.
One person triggering the Life Tide of the entire Devil Island?
Such a thing had never happened in the nearly two-thousand-year history of Devil Island.
Just then, Huo Yuhao, Gu Yue, and Na'er walked back unhurriedly from the direction of the valley center.
The appearance of the three of them instantly attracted the attention of the group of old Devil Heads.
Seven pairs of eyes turned to them in unison, filled with scrutiny, curiosity, and a hint of imperceptible doubt.
Huo Yuhao was also sizing up the seven figures opposite him. Aside from Destruction and Nightmare, with whom he had already dealt, the other five were "various in shape," and could even be described as bizarre.
Although they all maintained human forms, each person's physical characteristics were extremely distinct, so distinct that one would never forget them after a single glance.
Among the seven, an old Demon of medium build with skin of an eerie dark green color looked at Destruction and Nightmare and spoke first.
His face was hideous, his mouth stretched almost to his ears, revealing a mouthful of jagged fangs, and his voice carried clear dissatisfaction: "What is going on with these three? While we were still asleep, did you just let them run around Devil Island? That's not according to the rules."
Standing beside him was an old Demon with a belly as big as a drum and a face full of flabby flesh.
He rested his hands on his fat waist and chimed in: "That's right, you two are being too slack."
"Since you woke up first, you should have started training these newcomers immediately. Why let them be so leisurely? When did the rules of our Devil Island become so loose?"
Hearing the questioning from the Abomination Old Demon and the Devour Old Demon, Destruction and Nightmare's expressions changed simultaneously.
The speed and magnitude of their color change left the other five old Demons somewhat confused.
In their view, Destruction and Nightmare had merely been caught slacking off, at most they would be scolded a few times; was it worth reacting so strongly?
However, Destruction and Nightmare knew clearly in their hearts that the reason they were pale right now wasn't because they were being "criticized," but because those words absolutely must not be said.
This kid Huo Yuhao looked harmless, but the two of them had experienced it firsthand.
His unknown methods had an astonishingly restraining power over them.
Now these old pals were opening their mouths to "train" Huo Yuhao—if this wasn't seeking death, what was?
Destruction was afraid that these old pals, who had just woken up and didn't understand the situation, would say something they shouldn't, so he hurriedly sent a secret transmission to the other five old Demons, his tone urgent and fast, carrying twelve points of seriousness.
"Stop talking, shut up quickly."
"I'm warning you, among the newcomers sent this time, there are a few real Little freaks."
"Especially that kid walking in the front, we really cannot afford to provoke him. Don't go looking for trouble."
After Destruction's transmission ended, the scene of everyone restraining their sharpness and acting cautiously, as he had expected, did not occur.
The other five old Demons not only failed to become vigilant, but instead, as if they had heard some huge joke, the interest in their eyes increased rather than decreased, and their gazes toward Huo Yuhao were filled with eager excitement and undisguised mockery.
The Desire Old Demon was the only female among the seven, her face covered in layers of wrinkles like a dried-up riverbed, her body even more shriveled and hunched than Destruction's, looking like an old tree that had been air-dried for over a thousand years.
She took a step forward, and those turbid old eyes sized up Huo Yuhao from top to bottom.
The voice she then spoke with was in stark contrast to her dying appearance; it was actually a crisp, pleasant, girlish voice, which felt particularly incongruous in this oppressive valley.
"I don't see anything special about him. You two are really living backward; after guarding Devil Island for over a thousand years, you end up being scared stiff by a mere brat? Aren't you afraid of losing face if this gets out?"
Although Huo Yuhao did not know the specific content of Destruction's previous transmission, just by the Desire Old Demon's sharp, barbed words, he had already guessed seven or eight out of ten of what had just happened.
Through his previous clash with the Nightmare Old Demon, Huo Yuhao had roughly figured out the true face of Devil Island's "military training."
It was nothing more than these old Devil Heads showing off their Divine Abilities, using their respective Domains and methods to train the Students to death.
Repeatedly crushing them from the dimensions of mentality, body, and spirit, until all the sharp edges and weakness of the Students were worn away, leaving behind a heart of a strong person that could not be broken.
To be honest, such training was indeed a rare experience for ordinary Students, but for Huo Yuhao, it no longer had much effect.
Moreover, he had just obtained the Scepter of Destruction and the Seed of Life; these two gifts from a God King-level existence were the irreplaceable, huge gains of this trip to Devil Island.
For him, this trip was already a Perfection, and there was really no need to accompany this group of old Devil Heads in playing those children's games.
He raised his eyes and calmly swept across the five faces opposite him, all with different expressions but all filled with mockery.
The Desire Old Demon's girlish voice was still floating in the air, the Abomination Old Demon was grinning hideously with a mouthful of fangs, the Devour Old Demon was patting his round belly in an eager manner, and the other two old Demons who had not yet spoken were also eyeing him with interest, with the kind of gaze a hunter uses to size up prey.
Huo Yuhao was no stranger to this kind of gaze; when Nightmare and Destruction first saw him, they also looked at him with a similar gaze.
As if they were just a bunch of fish driven onto a chopping board, just waiting to be scaled and gutted.
But facts proved that those two old Demons were the ones on the chopping board.
Huo Yuhao did not want to deal with these old Devil Heads one by one, so now there was only one path before him.
That was to skip the process and directly beat everyone into submission at once.
Although Huo Yuhao had been learning necromancy from Electrolux for some time, relying on his far-above-average mental force and Comprehension Ability, he had achieved some small success in magic theory.
But the path of necromancy was broad and profound; the deeper one went, the more one felt the vastness of the road ahead.
With his current Dao, he might be able to manage dealing with one Devil Head.
But to face seven powerful Soul bodies that had settled on Devil Island for over a thousand years at the same time, that was completely beyond the scope of what he could control right now.
So Huo Yuhao did not force himself; he shouted clearly and decisively in his Spiritual Sea: "Teacher!"
There was no need to say any extra words; the tacit understanding between master and disciple was enough for Electrolux to understand what he wanted to do the moment he heard this call.
Deep within the Spiritual Sea, that grey robe moved without wind, and a faint smile appeared on the aged and majestic face as he took over the dominance of this body.
The aura on Huo Yuhao's body underwent a heaven-turning and earth-shattering change in an instant, and his originally clear and bright eyes were once again covered with a layer of deep and indifferent grey.
Seeing this familiar yet chilling change on Huo Yuhao, Destruction and Nightmare trembled violently, almost instinctively, as the memory of being tortured by those golden runes until they were almost Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering surged into their minds like a tide.
The two looked at each other and read the same thought in each other's eyes... It's happening again!
Huo Yuhao's feet slowly left the ground, his whole person floated up out of thin air, his robes fluttering as if a Divinity had descended to the World.
Beneath his feet, a grey spirit ring quietly emerged, exuding a bleakness and antiquity that did not belong to this World.
Gu Yue and Na'er stood not far behind him, and both pairs of clear eyes flashed with a hint of obvious surprise; they had never seen Huo Yuhao appear in this form before.
The five newly appeared old Demons opposite, who had just been full of mockery and eager to try,
but when the aura on Huo Yuhao's body was truly released without reservation at this moment, the expressions on their faces changed drastically in the same instant.
That power might not be more powerful than all of them combined, but it carried a natural restraining power that made the depths of their Souls tremble.
It was as if it were a Law power that suppressed all undead and Soul bodies from the Origin, just like fire to withered grass, and light to shadow.
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A/N:
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