Chapter 112 Consequences
No matter what, even if Master Xuan smashed the so-called messenger of death into pieces with one punch, he could not make up for the loss this time.

Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen were less affected and only suffered minor injuries;
Xixi ran fast and her injuries were not serious;
But Gong Yangmo, Chen Zifeng and Dai Yueheng were the most seriously injured.

A big hole was blown out of Gong Yang Mo's chest. If he wasn't a soul master, he would have died on the spot.
Chen Zifeng's hands were blown off, and half of his left face was blown off, revealing hideous flesh and blood;
Dai Yueheng was the most seriously injured. When Old Xuan tremblingly rescued Dai Yueheng from the rubble, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Dai Yueheng's entire body was covered with wounds, but this was not the most serious. The most serious thing was that Dai Yueheng's legs had been blown off.

It was the kind that was blown into pieces, which also meant that Dai Yueheng became a disabled person from then on.

As for why no one mentioned Yao Haoxuan, it’s not everyone’s fault. After all, the person is already gone. What’s the point of saying more?
Yes, Yao Haoxuan is gone.

Yao Haoxuan himself was actually very thin, but after he was possessed by the martial soul, his entire body suddenly swelled several times in size. In addition, as an auxiliary control soul master, he had neither strong physical fitness nor powerful defensive soul skills, so he naturally died in the first place.

Faced with this situation, all the survivors were very depressed.

Especially Old Xuan, who sat on the ground with his head down and feeling powerless. At this moment, he felt completely hopeless.

This is already the second time.

In the past, when the veterans led the team out, it would be a rare occurrence if this happened once, but when it came to me, it happened twice in a row.

Especially since he had been warned about this before it happened.

At this moment, Old Xuan recalled Huo Yuhao's advice, and tears of regret flowed from his eyes.

It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault!
If I had listened to Huo Yuhao, wouldn't this tragedy have been avoided?

It's all my fault!
Thinking back to when he had previously confidently believed that Huo Yuhao was just exaggerating, he now felt a burning pain on his cheeks.

Xixi squatted on the ground, took out everything that could be used for healing from the storage soul guide device, and applied it all over Chen Zifeng's body.

Seeing that Master Xuan was only concerned with regretting and had no idea of ​​taking the people back for treatment, Ma Xiaotao stomped her feet and took over the command.

"Luochen, use it quickly. Use your freezing ability to freeze all the injured parts of the others."

"Xixi, Beibei, after Luochen is frozen, the two of you quickly carry Chen Zifeng back."

"I'll fly back with the ram ink."

"As for Dai Yueheng, his injuries are too serious. Luochen, try your best to maintain Dai Yueheng's vital signs and don't let him die. I'll call someone over right away."

With Ma Xiaotao's division of labor, everyone suddenly felt a backbone and began to follow Ma Xiaotao's orders and actively receive treatment.

No one paid any attention to Old Xuan who was standing aside.

In the military camp on the other side, after Elder Xuan led his men away, Huo Yuhao turned around and looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, thank you for your trust."

"But right now I have to meet someone. Everyone, please take a rest in the barracks. By the way, if you have time, go find the medical spirit masters in the army and ask them to get ready."

"So as to avoid being too busy later."

Huo Yuhao then left immediately, so fast that people couldn't help wondering if he was going to flee for fear of crime. But in fact, Huo Yuhao really wanted to meet someone, a person with a very high status in the Western Army Group, Xuanji Douluo.

Xuanji Douluo is a veteran and powerful figure in the Xingluo Empire. In the generation of Dai Hao’s father, he was already a big figure in the military of the Xingluo Empire.

Moreover, Xuanji Douluo has a very good relationship with the White Tiger lineage.

Before Dai Hao's father left, he entrusted the lineage of the White Tiger Duke to Xuanji Douluo, hoping that Xuanji Douluo could take good care of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Xuanji Douluo readily agreed.

By now, the entire Xingluo Empire has tacitly accepted that Xuanji Douluo is a die-hard supporter of the White Tiger Duke's faction.

But Xuanji Douluo is not a servant of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion after all. As a Titled Douluo, even if the royal family wants to use them, they must use the name of offering.

No one cares about Xuanji Douluo's real name anymore. Since he is famous, everyone calls him Senior Xuanji.

Xuanji Douluo’s martial spirit is called Xuanji Umbrella. Once it is used, it can protect all people within a radius of dozens of meters.

"Junior Huo Yuhao greets Senior Xuanji."

After asking around, Huo Yuhao finally found the military camp where Xuanji Douluo was. Fortunately, there was no war at this time, otherwise, outsiders like Huo Yuhao would not be able to enter the military camp.

"Come in." An old voice came from the military camp.

“Yes.” Huo Yuhao walked in, and as soon as he entered, he saw a white-haired old man half-lying on a recliner in a very unkempt manner, looking very leisurely.

"I know you, you are Dai Hao's son. But since you are a descendant of the White Tiger Duke's family, it is better to have the last name Dai."

“When I escaped from the Duke’s Mansion, I swore that I would never change my surname back to Dai.” Huo Yuhao rejected the suggestion.

Xuanji Douluo opened his eyes, glanced at Huo Yuhao, and then closed them again.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the children of your Dai family have been killing each other for a long time." Xuanji Douluo waved his hand nonchalantly, "By the way, what is the matter that you came to see me about? Let me make it clear first, you should handle the matters between your father and son and brothers by yourselves. I will not get involved."

“If it was such a small matter, I wouldn’t come to bother you.” Huo Yuhao took out a stack of information from the storage soul guide and handed it to Xuan Ji Douluo with both hands.

"What is this? Your letter of redress or your complaint document?" As he spoke, Xuanji Douluo took the document nonchalantly.

“That’s not the case,” Huo Yuhao said seriously, “It’s just some trivial information.”

"Really?" Xuanji Douluo still casually opened the first page, and then Xuanji Douluo stood up suddenly.

His eyes widened as he looked at the information described above in surprise.

Xuanji Douluo became more and more shocked the more he read. Is this just a trivial piece of information?
Xuanji Douluo asserted based on his own nearly a hundred years of experience that if this thing were to spread out, it would definitely cause huge damage to the Sun-Moon Empire!
No, that's not right. Once this thing gets out, it will definitely cause anger and panic across the entire continent!

"Boy, where did you get this thing? Is it credible?!" Xuan Ji Douluo stared at Huo Yuhao. It seemed that if Huo Yuhao did not give him an accurate answer, Xuan Ji Douluo would not let Huo Yuhao leave.

(End of this chapter)