Chapter 527: The Holy Spirit Cult Leader Killed Instantly by a Single Eye Beam! Ye Xishui Activates the Death God Tower (Side Story)

Chapter 527: Chapter 527: The Holy Spirit Cult Leader Killed Instantly by a Single Eye Beam! Ye Xishui Activates the Death God Tower (Side Story)

"Heaven-Opening Divine Eyes."

As these four words fell, within the sky-covering divine eye behind Huo Yuhao, the golden ancient tree slowly spread its branches.

One golden branch after another pierced through the illusory world inside the pupil.

Every line of the tree’s grain flowed with the mysterious profundity of creation itself.

Then—

a beam of eye-light spread outward.

Where the light passed, golden ripples spread across the void.

Within them flowed an ancient aura so old it could not be traced—like the first ray of light when chaos first split apart.

The eye-light of the Heaven-Opening Divine Eyes met the two dark whirlpools in the eyes of the Death God Demon Puppet.

The moment they touched—

the pitch-black chains shattered piece by piece.

The collapse was unbelievably fast.

Not even a wisp of black smoke remained before everything vanished into nothingness.

The eye-light pierced directly into the two dark vortices, boring straight through the demon puppet’s eyes and turning them into transparent holes.

But it did not end there...

From the edges of those holes, golden veins sprouted like budding shoots.

Like vines—

like a web.

In an instant they crawled across the demon puppet’s head, wrapped around its chest, and spread through the gaps of its bone armor toward its entire body.

"Ugh..."

Everything happened at an unimaginable speed.

Zhongli Wu only felt his vision blur, and his Death God’s Gaze had already collapsed completely.

First he felt a cold numbness in his eyes.

When he opened them again—he discovered he could no longer see.

Confused, he raised a hand and touched his face.

Beneath his palm were only two empty holes.

His eyeballs had been completely erased.

"Wu’er!" Ye Xishui’s expression finally changed.

Even she had not been able to see the trajectory or essence of that eye-light.

She had only sensed a flash—

and when she looked again, the Death God Demon Puppet was already bound by golden veins.

What shocked her even more was that—

Zhongli Wu and his Martial Soul were undergoing a synchronized annihilation. His own eyes had also become hollow cavities.

Golden veins spread from the eye sockets, growing beneath his flesh and bulging outward.

Ye Xishui violently waved her sleeve.

Below them, the endless sea of blood roared and boiled.

Vast crimson energy surged toward Zhongli Wu, trying to stop the growth of the golden veins.

"This is impossible!"

She was both shocked and furious.

If the Martial Soul True Body had been destroyed, that would be one thing—

but how could it rebound onto the host’s real body?!

When Long Xiaoyao’s Darkness Holy Dragon had been broken earlier, he had only been seriously injured!

The crimson energy—containing the resentment of countless living beings—washed over Zhongli Wu.

Yet it could not shake the golden veins at all.

Instead, it stirred up large clouds of blood-red mist that screamed as they shot into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, they condensed into suffocating blood clouds.

Within the thick blood clouds, the golden veins shone brilliantly.

Each line radiated the ultimate aura of life.

It felt as though those golden veins had already transcended the realm of Spirit Power.

That was why, while damaging the Martial Soul, they could simultaneously reflect that damage onto the Spirit Master’s body.

"AAAAHHHH—!"

Only now did the pain finally sweep through Zhongli Wu’s entire body.

His face twisted like a vicious ghost.

His teeth ground loudly as blood seeped through the gaps.

Sharp golden branches burst out from the surface of his skin, forcefully tearing apart his flesh and bones as they bloomed wildly from within.

The agony was a hundred times worse than being flayed alive. It made him wish he could die instantly.

The surrounding experts watched with their hearts trembling in terror. The miserable screams of the Death God Demon Puppet and Zhongli Wu echoed across heaven and earth, making their eardrums ache.

What kind of power was this?!

A single beam of eye-light had broken Zhongli Wu’s Death God’s Gaze and even crossed the barrier of the Martial Soul to strike his true body.

Everyone raised their eyes toward the ancient divine eye covering the sky behind Huo Yuhao.

Golden brilliance flowed within it, carrying the overwhelming pressure of creation itself.

It made everyone’s scalp go numb.

"Before, we only knew Huo Yuhao’s Behemoth Martial Soul was unmatched in dominance. Who could have guessed this Divine Eye Martial Soul would be just as terrifying!"

"He defeated Long Xiaoyao in three moves and crippled Zhongli Wu with a single eye beam. The title of number one expert on the continent may be about to change hands!"

"If the gods themselves do not appear—who else could possibly defeat Huo Yuhao?!"

...

"Yuhao is already this strong?!" Xuan Zi and the other experts of Shrek Academy were so shocked they could hardly speak.

They had only known that Huo Yuhao had stepped into the ranks of the continent’s top experts.

But they had never imagined...

that he would be this terrifyingly powerful.

Even Mu En’s breathing became slightly hurried.

He looked toward the white-robed youth who still had a faint smile on his lips, and the reverence in his heart toward that young man deepened.

Long Xiaoyao let out a long breath. Huo Yuhao had actually held back when fighting him. He wasn’t sure whether he could withstand that beam of eye-light.

But if Huo Yuhao had used this Divine Eye Martial Soul, his fate would certainly have been a hundred times more miserable than it was now.

Huo Yuhao folded his arms across his chest, lifted his refined chin slightly, and sneered.

"Compete with me in eye techniques?"

"My judgment: evil energy has rotted your brain—ridiculous and overestimating yourself."

"Mother... save me..." Zhongli Wu wailed miserably.

His flesh was being forced open by the golden branches growing inside him. Sharp golden spikes pierced through his skin, making him look both radiant and horrifying. He tremblingly raised a hand toward Ye Xishui, his voice hoarse like a broken gong.

Ye Xishui ignored Huo Yuhao’s mockery. Though she hated Zhongli Wu’s father, toward this son of hers, she still held a mother’s instinctive affection.

Her red hair whipped wildly as she let out a sharp cry.

With a sweep of her sleeves, the sea of blood suddenly surged violently.

Before countless horrified gazes, the blood sea transformed into a massive crimson waterspout connecting heaven and earth, roaring as it surged toward Zhongli Wu.

She knew the life energy contained in that eye-light was absurdly high in level.

But it was ultimately limited in continuation.

She intended to pour all of her Spirit Power into it to neutralize the attack.

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. "Did I allow you to act?"

The ancient divine eye behind him slowly turned toward Ye Xishui.

In an instant—

the winds and clouds changed color.

Endless life energy surged out from the divine eye.

Inside it, the golden ancient tree that seemed capable of opening heaven and earth released billions of rays of golden brilliance.

With a slight tremor—

a blue-gold divine beam shot out from the pupil.

Its brilliance was so dazzling that even the sky seemed to fade, and heaven and earth dimmed in that instant.

Everyone present felt their eyes sting sharply.

Instinctively they closed them—

yet unwilling to miss such a world-shaking clash, they gritted their teeth and forced their eyes open again.

They saw a blue-gold carving knife about the length of a forearm shoot out from the divine eye.

Divine light flowed gently across its blade.

This was Huo Yuhao’s Life Guardian Blade

The blade had long been nurtured within his Spirit Eyes.

After the Spirit Eyes Martial Soul evolved several times, the knife had also become increasingly terrifying.

Its entire body shimmered with blue-gold brilliance, its patterns mysterious like the growth rings of an ancient tree.

Even without revealing its sharp edge, it stirred the surrounding spiritual energy into turbulence, bathing heaven and earth in golden radiance.

Along its path toward Ye Xishui, space itself split open with a black crack that could not close for a long time.

The knife stopped in midair—

and silently slashed toward the towering blood waterspout.

For a single moment, it seemed as if time and space froze.

Under countless disbelieving gazes, the blood waterspout connecting heaven and earth was split diagonally in half, like a tide cut apart by an invisible blade.

At the fracture point, blood mist rose—

yet it had lost all its power.

The two halves collapsed, pouring down like a rain of crimson across the sky.

Within the rain, the knife slashed again toward Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui seemed frozen within the torrential blood rain, staring blankly at Zhongli Wu, whose wails were gradually weakening.

Just as the knife was about to strike her—a small crimson tower suddenly appeared before her.

Clang!

Heaven and earth shook violently.

Through the endless rain of blood, Ye Xishui’s hoarse voice rang out.

"The Death God Tower... activate..."

"Every single one of you must die..."