Chapter 58 The world is not beautiful

Two completely different lights, orange-gold and blood, filled Uncle Jiang's vision.

The ceiling lamps were destroyed by the Permafrost Domain, and the magnificent colors looked so breathtaking in the dim room, but Uncle Jiang's heart felt cold at the moment.

How could a two-ring great soul master have a hundred thousand year soul ring! ?

And what’s up with that orange-gold soul ring! ?

The fine scales spread all the way to Huo Yuhao's shoulders before stopping. The white and blue colors complement each other under the moonlight shining in from the window, shimmering with a dreamlike light.

The pair of silver-white vertical pupils looked down at everything on the earth like a high-altitude god.

There is no tenderness, no mercy.

Some are just chilling indifference.

In just an instant, the palm with dragon scales grabbed the wrist of Uncle Jiang's right hand, preventing the red light from being absorbed any further.

Feeling the opponent's power, Uncle Jiang's eyes flashed with disbelief again. Although his martial soul was not good at strength, it should not be matched by a great soul master.

What kind of martial spirit is this! ?

dragon?

Huo Yuhao obviously would not answer his doubts. As the orange-gold soul ring lit up, his two forearms seemed to be covered with a shining film of ice crystals.

The first soul skill is the Ice Emperor's Pincer.

Before Uncle Jiang could react, Huo Yuhao, whose strength in his arms surged again, twisted hard. There was a sound of bones breaking, followed closely by Uncle Jiang's pain-filled groan.

Looking at Uncle Jiang who could no longer hold on to the red light ball in his hand due to pain, Huo Yuhao looked calm and pulled hard with his left hand still holding the opponent's wrist.

Caught off guard, Uncle Jiang fell down and hit Huo Yuhao's knees that were suddenly lifted up.

boom--

The face suffered a heavy blow, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and two bloodshot teeth fell to the ground. Uncle Jiang fell backward uncontrollably.

Not just because of pain or some other reason, Uncle Jiang seemed to have his tear ducts hit. Tears could not stop flowing from his eyes, mixed with nosebleeds, and snaked down his distorted face. His expression was no longer as ferocious as before. .

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching again, he trembled all over and said while holding back the severe pain.

"Please let me go."

However, the only person who responded to him was Huo Yuhao's silver-white eyes that were still full of indifference.

"You must have heard these words often when you tortured others, right?"

Huo Yuhao asked in a calm tone: "How did you do it?"

Uncle Jiang opened his mouth and trembled for a long time, not knowing how to answer this question.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao sighed softly, and the soul ring under his body that symbolized a hundred thousand years bloomed with a strange blood light.

A magnificent ice-blue lotus flower appeared in his hand, and white cold air continued to spread around it.

Huo Yuhao, who was also using this soul skill for the first time, looked at the snow lotus carefully for a moment, then reached out and pulled off a petal and put it into his mouth.

The petals were smooth and cold at the entrance. Apart from a refreshing fragrance, there was no special taste. Huo Yuhao felt as if he had a piece of ice in his mouth.

As the petals gradually melted, they turned into strands of liquid and accumulated in his mouth. Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment, and swallowed all the liquid while his throat rolled.

In just a moment, he clearly felt that his ice attribute had increased significantly, and his eyes lit up unconsciously.

It seems that because the quality of his martial soul is too high, the increase is not particularly large, but judging from the speed at which the snow lotus melts, this effect can last for about twenty minutes.

And not only can it increase the ice attribute, Huo Yuhao's brain has become much clearer under the scent. It must have the effect of relieving dizziness control.

You must know that one of the soul skills of Ning Tian, the owner of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the first martial soul in the mainland in his previous life, was to release control.

But Ning Tian's soul skill is one-time use. As long as Huo Yuhao's is held in his mouth in advance, the control-free effect will last until the petals completely melt. Even if it is used by a soul master with non-ice-attribute martial souls, it will definitely not work. It can be considered a very powerful skill.

Turning his eyes back to Uncle Jiang, Huo Yuhao spoke softly.

"To be honest, I have dealt with evil soul masters a lot, and I understand your situation, but there are some things."

Huo Yuhao paused and his voice was cold.

"Once you do it, you have to be prepared to pay the price."

As the bloody soul ring lit up again, the snow lotus in Huo Yuhao's hand actually began to change from the crystal clear blue to pure white.

Huo Yuhao let go of his hand indifferently, and the snow lotus in his hand fell lightly like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

And during this process, the lotus flower that was still half-open seemed to be accelerated, and the petals unfolded layer by layer.

Finally, it burst out towards the surroundings.

The seemingly soft petals were like the sharpest blades at this moment, mercilessly cutting the bodies of everyone present except Huo Yuhao, including the gloomy man.

Even after penetrating their bodies, the blood-stained petals were still like tofu, and most of them were submerged in the wall.

As the petals slowly dissipated, the walls of the originally clean room were covered with frost, holes, and blood, making it look like hell.

Looking around the silent room, Huo Yuhao exhaled lightly, retracted his spirit and slowly came to the door of the room where the young man was just now.

Pushing the door open, Huo Yuhao calmly turned sideways to see the five shivering civilians and the young man inside.

"You can go home now."

After a short silence, the eyes of several civilians burst into surprise and rushed out one after another. The young man who was walking at the end trembled all over after seeing the tragic scene in the room.

This was done by a great spirit master! ?

He subconsciously looked at Huo Yuhao, but he couldn't connect the scene in front of him with the seemingly harmless boy next to him.

"What? You're not leaving yet, do you want to avenge them?"

"I"

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Huo Yuhao lowered his eyes and gently kicked the corpse under his feet.

"Actually, he is right. Sometimes, weakness is the original sin. When facing many things, you have no choice at all."

"Everyone likes the story of heroes. Everyone wants to be that hero, but most people can only serve as the background for being saved by heroes, or as a tool to inspire the indignation of heroes through death."

"There is no other choice."

Huo Yuhao paused and calmly stated the facts.

"Because this world is not beautiful."

The young man lowered his eyes slightly and trembled.

"But I think-"

In silence, Huo Yuhao looked at the moonlight outside the window and spoke softly.

"-If you deny everything you insist on because of this, then together with the value of the past, it will no longer have any meaning."

"I have seen everything you have done. Until the end, you have never fallen."

Speaking of this, Huo Yuhao pulled up the corners of his mouth, patted the young man on the shoulder, and turned to walk out the door.

"You are really amazing."

Creaky-bang.

The iron door was closed.