radicalducati Chapter 6 Target: The Body Sect
Chapter 6 Target: The Body Sect
The sky suddenly darkened, and a thunderclap ripped through the air.
The sun's rays were completely blocked.
An invisible pressure, like a mountain collapsing down, made it hard to breathe.
Huo Yuhao looked up at the sky and saw a gray stream of energy falling straight down, then entering his sea of consciousness from between his eyebrows without any obstruction.
A very blurry figure appeared behind him.
He spoke in an aged yet majestic voice: "I hold the sun and moon in my hands and pluck the stars from the sky; there is no one like me in this world. I never imagined that a trace of my soul would remain."
Then, the figure transformed into a gray bead the size of a soybean, lying dormant beside the "Martial Arts Classic".
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm: ?
"No, why should I?"
It only dared to mutter under its breath, "Why is it that this unknown person can enter your spiritual sea so easily?"
Huo Yuhao recovered from his shock: "Just because your intentions are impure."
What day is it today? Why are there so many living beings entering my spiritual sea one after another?
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm listlessly swam to the side.
"Oh, right," it said, as if remembering something, "I still don't know your name."
Huo Yuhao's attention was entirely focused on the gray bead.
Upon hearing Tianmeng Bingcan's question, he casually replied, "Huo Yuhao."
"Oh." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm dared not say another word.
The gray bead had an antique color, and no matter how Huo Yuhao observed it, he could not detect anything unusual.
It was as if it were just an ordinary bead, not the old man who descended from the sky and uttered those awe-inspiring words.
"Since Wu Jing didn't react, it means that the remnant soul of this strange old man has no ill intentions towards me."
Since I don't understand it, I won't waste my time.
As his consciousness returned to his body, Huo Yuhao's azure eyes brightened once more.
He looked at the bright yellow spirit ring beneath him, and even after taking several deep breaths, he could hardly contain his excitement.
"A soul ring with the potential to grow to a million years."
Huo Yuhao clenched his fist: "White Tiger Duke's Mansion, just you wait. The day I, Huo Yuhao, return is not far off."
He took out the map from his pocket again and began to search for the direction of Tiandou City.
According to the records in the Miscellaneous Martial Arts Classics, Huo Yuhao has learned that the most suitable Soul Master force for his growth is not Shrek Academy, which is known as the Holy Land of Soul Masters, but the hidden sect, Body Sect.
The Body Sect tacitly acknowledges that all possessors of Body Martial Souls are its disciples.
And his own Spirit Eye is almost a certainty that he can complete the second awakening of the Silver-level martial soul.
Even without the Martial Scripture, he could be considered a candidate for Title Douluo, and the Body Sect would have no reason to refuse his joining.
"However, before joining the Body Sect," Huo Yuhao put away the map, "I need to go to the far north first to resolve the matter of my second martial soul."
"Otherwise, if a martial soul of extreme ice suddenly appears, it will be difficult to explain to the Body Sect."
He continued forward in the direction marked on the map, during which several times baboons jumped down from the treetops, attempting to ambush Huo Yuhao.
This is the nature of these spirit beasts; they prefer to launch attacks by surprise.
This time, Huo Yuhao did not take out the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd. Instead, he used the spiritual detection skill in his Spirit Eye Soul Skill to assist himself and used basic martial arts such as Tongbei Fist and Eight Desolate Palm to kill the Wind Baboons one by one.
The Eight Desolate Palms are known for their fierce and powerful movements. They appear simple and unadorned, but in reality, the palm strikes are full of power.
The Eight Desolate Palms, improved by the Martial Ancestor, incorporates a touch of softness into its powerful force, making it a perfect blend of strength and gentleness when used, and extremely powerful in combat.
Huo Yuhao shifted his feet to the side, dodging another attack from a wind baboon.
He raised his palm, a faint halo of light gathering in his palm, and then chopped down heavily on the head of the wind baboon!
puff!
A deep voice rang out, and Huo Yuhao's palm pierced directly through the wind baboon's throat, scalding blood splattering and staining a large area of the ground red.
However, Huo Yuhao was not satisfied.
In his view, his palm strike was too forceful and lacked gentleness, and he had not grasped the essence of the new Eight Desolations Palm.
Suddenly, a rich, sweet aroma wafted over.
Huo Yuhao shifted his feet to the side, dodging an attack from a three-meter-long snake with a protrusion on its forehead and a bright pink body.
"A thousand-year-old mandrake snake?"
Huo Yuhao was not surprised but delighted. His spirit rings lit up instantly, and he used his mental detection spirit skill, waving his palm to meet the attack.
The thousand-year-old soul beast was very powerful, but Huo Yuhao was confident in his own strength and was not afraid.
So what if you have to run away? It's not shameful for a level 10 Soul Master to be chased by a thousand-year-old Soul Beast.
The datura snake is cunning by nature. Seeing Huo Yuhao launch his attack, it suddenly sprang up and leaped into the air.
Its snake tail twitched, as if it were drawing itself into a powerful bow, and then it transformed into a pink streak of light, rushing towards Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao lowered his body, intending to use the snake-like nature of the Mandala Snake to comprehend the soft power of the Eight Desolations Palm.
With a swift movement, Huo Yuhao sometimes used Tongbei Fist and sometimes Bahuang Palm. The two completely different martial arts techniques were transformed into extraordinary flexibility in his hands, with little sense of awkwardness.
This was all thanks to the powerful spiritual energy brought by the Spirit Eye, which allowed Huo Yuhao to surpass the hard work of ordinary people in just one session.
The thousand-year-old Datura serpent is known for its powerful physique and lightning-fast speed, making it the perfect sparring partner in Huo Yuhao's eyes.
The snake's shadow twisted and turned, fist shadows and palm winds flew, and the man and the snake fought each other.
Whenever the Mandala Serpent attempted to strangle Huo Yuhao, he always managed to dodge it and then strike him fiercely with the Eight Desolate Palms, producing a sound like metal clashing against stone.
Gradually, a trace of gentle force quietly seeped into Huo Yuhao's Eight Desolations Palm.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao couldn't subdue it, the Datura snake opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of pink smoke.
"Fish Scale Halberd!"
Huo Yuhao summoned the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd, wielding it with tremendous force, forcefully dispersing the pink smoke.
He had long realized that he could not kill this thousand-year-old Mandala Serpent with his current abilities alone; only by relying on the power of the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd could he possibly turn the tables.
Huo Yuhao became fierce, and his soul power rippled out from the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd, spreading out in layers like a tide.
His figure blurred in an instant, his ancient halberd dancing in his hand, the blade tearing through the air with a series of sharp whistling sounds.
This violent surge of soul power caused the Mandragora Serpent to feel an intense life-or-death crisis.
It hissed and screamed, and a bright pink light shone from its head. The flower-like protrusion on it burst open instantly, and a pink arrow of blood flew straight towards Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao shouted, and the ancient halberd in his hand was as heavy as a mountain. In an instant, it burst forth with a fiery red light!
The soul power in his dantian was almost instantly drained.
A blurry, almost fading crimson light appeared, tumbling and colliding with the blood arrow shot by the Mandala Serpent, before exploding with a deafening roar.
boom!
An unusually fierce gust of wind swept across, and Huo Yuhao staggered back more than ten steps, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
The head of the thousand-year-old Datura serpent exploded in the violent blast, and crimson blood rained down. If Huo Yuhao hadn't dodged in time, he would have been covered in blood.
A purple soul ring slowly condensed and took shape.
Huo Yuhao doesn't like killing, but he has ruthless methods against soul beasts that actively attack him.
He stood still and circulated his martial arts manual. In just a short while, his soul power was fully restored.
The biggest gain for him from this battle was that he had initially grasped the essence of the Eight Desolate Palms, which combines hardness and softness, laying the foundation for mastering even more powerful martial arts in the future.
He dug out the snake gallbladder, intending to sell it in the nearest city to cover his travel expenses.