Under tremendous pressure, Huo Yuhao had only one thought in his mind, which was to find his own "intention". He realized that relying on the power of the Ice Emperor was not a long-term solution after all. Only by finding his own "intention" could he truly break through himself. At this moment, he felt as if something in his brain had suddenly broken open, and a feeling of enlightenment awakened him in an instant.

His spiritual sea, which was originally as calm as a mirror, was now stirred up by huge waves.

Several powerful men who were sleeping in the sea of ​​spirit were awakened almost at the same time. They looked in surprise at the golden ocean that was boiling in an instant before them.

Huo Yuhao’s enormous mental power seemed to be sublimated in an instant, bursting out with brilliant golden light, and earth-shaking changes were taking place in the entire sea of ​​​​spirituality.

"Ice Emperor, protect me." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm shouted, and circles of golden halos quickly spread from his body.

It can be seen that there are still nine golden halos left on his body. One of them suddenly shattered, and then suddenly condensed, turning into a golden sun that appeared out of nowhere and flew directly above the boiling sea of ​​spirit. Then, as if it was completely burning itself, the golden light spread all over.

The Ice Emperor transformed into its original form in the Sea of ​​Spirit, with its two front claws raised. A layer of faint emerald green light was released, covering both it and the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

No matter how turbulent the sea of ​​spirit is, it cannot impact them.

The gray figure of Alex appeared silently beside them. Looking at the burning golden sun on the sea of ​​spirit, a smile appeared on his old face.

“I didn’t expect it to be so fast.

The spiritual transformation is boundless.

Good, good, good! "

The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm seemed extremely excited at this moment, its chubby body constantly twisting under the protection of the Ice Emperor, and the remaining eight golden soul rings on its body continued to flash with golden light like waves.

A beautiful white figure flashed by and seemed to let out a light "eh" before disappearing quietly.

A famous teacher can help his students avoid many detours, and in this world, there is no one who dares to say that he is better than the former head of the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy, the Ultimate Douluo, and the Dragon God Douluo Mu Lao in teaching his students. On this continent, Shrek Academy stands on the top of a mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland. As a forbidden area of ​​the academy, the Sea God Pavilion is even more mysterious and full of legendary colors. Mu Lao, a powerful man who once stood at the top of the soul master world, once taught his students here carefully and taught them everything he learned in his life.

Dominating the world is the point where Huo Yuhao's soul power and mental power merged with each other. Mu Lao had told Huo Yuhao that dominating the world is also a path, a path where soul power and mental power merged into one, which is equivalent to a special path of creating one's own soul skills. For ordinary soul masters, it is only possible to practice after reaching the level of seven-ring soul douluo, because only then will their mental power be enough to match their own soul power. But for Huo Yuhao, it is not necessary, as he is a spiritual soul master. However, Mu Lao can only guide him into this path. How to really go on and how far he can go depends on himself.

Huo Yuhao relied on his amazing talent and hard work to finally master the Dominate the World before Mu Lao passed away, which made Mu Lao very pleased. However, he also told Huo Yuhao at that time that the fusion of soul power and mental power was extremely rare on the mainland, and he didn't know how far he could go. He hoped that Huo Yuhao could seize every opportunity to improve. When he could incorporate the Dominate the World into his own soul skills, then he could become a master of the soul master world.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao and Ji Juechen were on an open plain, surrounded by dense forests and towering mountains in the distance. As the sun set, a fiery red cloud burned in the sky, dyeing the whole world with a layer of golden color. Huo Yuhao was in this wonderful fusion state. The powerful sword intent from the opposite side pressed his own potential to continue to burn and improve. The Eye of Destiny had already opened by itself. Fortunately, a layer of strong distorted light had appeared around Huo Yuhao's body, so no one could see his appearance clearly at this time.

Otherwise, his third eye would be exposed. Half turning sideways, Ji Juechen tilted his body to face Huo Yuhao. The shock in his heart at this moment was indescribable. Only as the person involved, he could truly feel how terrifying Huo Yuhao's power was at this moment. His sharp sword intent, which had been raised to its limit, hit Huo Yuhao like a moth to a flame, and like a raging wave hitting an eternal and unchanging hard rock, splashing in all directions. He was unable to shake the opponent at all. Ji Juechen knew that he could not wait any longer.

The idea of ​​overwhelming the opponent with his aura was no longer possible. If he waited any longer, his confidence would probably collapse first. Without any warning, Ji Juechen suddenly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to have two lightning bolts as he stared at Huo Yuhao in the distance. The next moment, his entire body was like a strange ray of light, close to the ground and flying towards Huo Yuhao. It was a gliding ray of light, so fast that it could only be described as lightning. Without any soul guide to assist, this was already the speed limit that a six-ring soul emperor could reach. This instantaneous burst was even unmatched by a spirit master of the same level of agility attack.

As the seemingly slow-moving meteorite sword slowly swept across, a gully several meters deep appeared on the solid ground ten meters away, with gravel flying and dust filling the air. Under this powerful sword energy, the metal walls around the venue were torn apart easily like paper, revealing the gray sky outside. As Ji Juechen's figure slid, the gully continued to extend, getting deeper and deeper, as if it was going to split the entire Soul Guidance Trial Field in two! At the moment when Ji Juechen flashed out, it seemed as if he was pulled by the energy.
Huo Yuhao also moved. His left foot suddenly took a step forward, steady and powerful, like the roots of an old tree, firmly nailed to the ground. But he did not rush out like Ji Juechen, but chose a more calm way to deal with it. The moment his left foot landed, a low muffled sound burst out in the entire soul guide trial field. The hard metal ground was centered on Huo Yuhao's left foot, cracking like a spider web, and the cracks spread in all directions, extending to dozens of meters away. Xuan Ziwen, the eighth-level soul guide closest to him, stumbled and almost fell. Huo Yuhao also turned his body halfway. He did not have a sword, but he had a fist. There was no soul skill attached, and he did not release the dark gold claw, just a pure right fist. But at this moment, his right fist turned completely golden, a solid, heavy golden color filled with the aura of the only one in the world.

It seemed as if everything had been rehearsed for the two of them. When the pitch-black sword finally swept over, Huo Yuhao's body finally turned around, and his golden right fist suddenly collided with the tip of the meteorite sword.

Xuan Ziwen staggered back two steps, his eyes filled with shock. When the fist and sword met, he felt that the air within a radius of dozens of square meters seemed to collapse around the point of collision, and everything became distorted and unreal. It was like a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves, or like a gorgeous firework suddenly exploded in the calm night sky. The golden fist light and the black sword energy intertwined,
A powerful shock wave was formed, sweeping in all directions. People in the surrounding audience seats cried out in surprise. Some weaker soul masters were even oppressed by this powerful momentum and couldn't breathe. On the rostrum, some exquisite snacks and fruits were knocked to the ground by this wave of energy. Although it only lasted for a moment, he firmly believed that his eyes were not blurry. On the rostrum, the head of Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen, had suddenly stood up.
He was surprised to find that he could not understand the true meaning of the collision between the fist and the sword. In terms of power, such an attack was certainly not in his eyes, but Jing Hongchen could clearly feel that this was by no means a simple collision between a sword and a fist. The momentum was enhanced and the collision between them was mutual. There was no gorgeous soul skill, but there was something that he could not see through and could not understand. The fist and the sword were in a stalemate for about a second after the collision, and the next moment, a violent roar suddenly exploded.

A deafening roar exploded on the competition stage, echoing over the entire competition venue for a long time. With the place where Huo Yuhao and Ji Juechen collided as the center, large cracks appeared on the hard bluestone ground in an instant, extending rapidly to the periphery like a spider web. The cracks became larger and denser, and finally collapsed into a huge deep pit.

The shock wave, carrying rubble and smoke, swept around like a tsunami, tearing the flags in the audience seats and smashing the fences. The students in the front row of the spectator seats were even knocked to the ground by the powerful impact, watching everything happening on the competition stage in horror. The huge bluestone slab was shaken into the air, rolling in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound. In the smoke and dust, two figures flew out at the same time. Ji Juechen groaned, holding the hilt of the Tianwai Meteorite Sword tightly with both hands, trying to stabilize his body, but the huge force came like a tidal wave, shaking his palms numb, bleeding, and staining the hilt red.

Huo Yuhao's situation was not optimistic either. The sleeve of his entire right arm exploded completely at the moment of the collision, turning into fragments that floated in the air, revealing streaks of shocking blood. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, drawing a shocking arc in the air. He retreated nearly twice as far as Ji Juechen, and after landing, he staggered seven or eight steps before he could barely stand firm. Each step left a deep footprint on the ground, which showed how great the impact was. The students of the Sun Moon Academy who were watching the game held their breath, staring intently at the situation on the field, with a storm in their hearts. From the verbal abuse on the first day to watching Huo Yuhao complete 30 consecutive victories,

Today, he defeated Shen Musu and Jing Ziyan successively. Although the students of Sun Moon Academy were reluctant to admit it, they also recognized his strength. They have been wondering who can defeat him. And the answer seems to have been found at this time. Did he lose? This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind. After all, from the scene, Huo Yuhao was obviously at a disadvantage. But Huo Yuhao was not as flustered as they imagined. After standing firm, he did not move again. Although his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were still bright with golden light. He raised his right hand and silently stared at his fist that was still shining golden, without saying a word.

He retreated far away, but his steps were steady. He did not stumble or spit out blood. However, at this moment, his eyes had lost their former sharpness and were instead a bit dazed, as if he was lost in thought. He did not even notice that the blood flowing from his knuckles was slowly sliding down the blade of the Meteorite Sword and gathering on the ground into a small pool of shocking red. The two of them just stood opposite each other, neither of them intending to attack again, as if time had stood still at this moment. If the ground between them had not collapsed by nearly two meters compared to before,
There were large cracks, as if they were torn apart by some powerful force, and nothing around them seemed to have happened. Xuan Ziwen was standing not far away, and the shock in his eyes gradually returned to normal. As a bystander of this duel, he was the closest and felt the most deeply. At the moment when the two sides collided, he clearly felt an extremely powerful force appear in his mind. This force was so overbearing that it seemed to tear his soul apart. The severe pain made him groan.
He retreated again and again. With his cultivation level of an eighth-level soul master and an eighth-ring soul emperor, he actually felt fear at that moment. This was something he had never thought of. He looked at the two people in the field in horror, and his heart was filled with turmoil. With Huo Yuhao and Ji Juechen's cultivation level, it was obviously impossible for them to give him such a feeling. So, this feeling was not from soul power, nor was it pure mental power, but a strange energy that Xuan Ziwen had never seen before. This was what shocked him the most.

The gold color on Huo Yuhao's right fist gradually faded, just like the lights on the stage slowly going out, revealing his scarred right arm. On his exposed right arm, there were countless tiny cuts, outlining blood lines, as dense as a spider web.

As soon as the golden light disappeared, a large amount of blood immediately gushed out, dyeing his entire right arm red, as if a bewitching blood lotus was blooming. But Huo Yuhao seemed to be unconcerned. He gently stroked his right arm with his left hand, and the blood flow stopped immediately. His entire right arm was frozen by himself. A thin layer of ice crystals covered his arm, emitting a faint chill. (End of this chapter)