Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: I, Huo Yuhao, join the Sun Moon Sect.

Chapter 141 Undead Golden Tortoiseshell
"Necromancer?" The golden tortoiseshell was puzzled. It was the first time it had heard this new term. However, it remembered that Huo Yuhao had said that as long as it transformed into a necromancer, it could exist in this world for a longer period of time.

"Yes, necromancers, you can simply understand them as beings who are above evil spirit masters."

Huo Yuhao pointed to the Gate of the Dead and said, "Come with me through this gate, and I will help you become a ghost. As I told you in my previous telepathic message, once you become a ghost, you will have no worries about lifespan and you will not suffer any heavenly tribulations."

To be honest, the undead demiplane that Electrolux gave Huo Yuhao was filled with a large number of undead with the attribute of light, and the most prominent feature of these undead was that they were immune to the attribute of holy.

This greatly reduced the damage Ye Guyi could inflict on these undead in the original work; she was even unable to restore her soul power or increase her strength by killing undead with the attribute of light.

Although this situation sounds incredible, it's not entirely unacceptable when you consider Electrox's past as a Child of Light.

The golden tortoise hesitated for a moment, but in the end it chose to step into the dark gate of the dead with Huo Yuhao. After all, its time was really running out. It could only live for another ten years at most. What could it do in ten years?

Sometimes, a golden tortoiseshell can sleep for ten years and still have time to rest.

Of course, it doesn't need to worry about being attacked by other soul beasts while sleeping, because the Golden Tortoiseshell Clan itself carries auspicious energy, so unlike most soul beasts, they actually have no natural enemies.

As if the world were spinning, in the blink of an eye, Huo Yuhao and the golden tortoiseshell arrived in another space.

The golden tortoise shell raised its head, looking at the gray sky and feeling the chilling aura of the undead demiplane. It was stunned for a moment, then its voice became sharp: "Is this another world? Your mastery of spatial power has reached such a level? Impossible, even Di Tian could not create such a world on his own!"

Huo Yuhao thought to himself that the Golden Tortoiseshell's understanding of spatial power was almost nothing compared to Di Tian's. In the original story, Di Tian was able to sense that this was a demiplane when he first arrived.

He said, "Alright, calm down. This is something my teacher gave me. Strictly speaking, it's not something I created."

The golden tortoiseshell was somewhat bewildered.

A teacher? What kind of teacher could achieve this? A god?
As a 100,000-year-old soul beast, it naturally knew that a considerable number of humans had become gods 10,000 years ago, and it also knew that battles had taken place between the gods. Therefore, in its view, this thing was very likely a creation of the gods.

If someone can worship a deity as their teacher, doesn't that mean that the person has a high probability of becoming a deity in the future?
Thinking of this, the golden tortoiseshell felt a surge of excitement. If the other party could become a god, wouldn't it be that it, as a "follower," would become a subordinate of the god in the future?

"Alright, let's begin. Your body and soul can actually become spirits," Huo Yuhao said.

The next moment, his eyes turned gray, and a staff appeared in his hand. A gray light emanated from the staff and landed directly on the golden tortoiseshell.

The golden hawksbill turtle had no objections. Its body was immediately covered by a layer of gray light. Soon, a gray light flashed in the golden hawksbill turtle's eyes, and its body fell down. A moment later, its body stood up again.

"I feel like I'm dead, no, I'm dead, but not completely dead. Strange, is this what the dead are like?"

The soul of the golden tortoiseshell drifted out of its body; indeed, its soul also resembled a golden tortoiseshell, radiating an indescribable sacred majesty.

At this moment, its soul had become a ghost, while its body had transformed into something resembling a zombie—yes, a zombie, somewhat similar to the zombie Ice Bear King in the original story. Moreover, the ghostly golden tortoiseshell felt it could control its body and command it to fight.

In the sea of ​​spirit.

Electrox watched this scene: "The transformation was successful. From today onwards, it is yours. Because the golden tortoiseshell itself has extremely strong defense, its defense has become even stronger after its body is transformed into a zombie."

As for its soul transforming into a ghost, it's not particularly remarkable. However, you now essentially have a Title Douluo-level fighter. Of course, in terms of defensive power alone, the Golden Tortoiseshell should be able to withstand an attack from a Super Douluo!

"Thank you, teacher. However, I have some new ideas about the undead."

"A new idea?"

"Yes, my idea is to let some of the dead also use soul tools. Soul tools are devices driven by soul power."

With the advancements in sealed baby bottle technology, even ordinary people can use some soul tools. There's no reason why the undead couldn't; what the undead lack is simply the wisdom to use soul tools.

The undead are tough and fearless, making them suitable consumables. If the undead were to use soul tools, their combat efficiency could be greatly improved.

“This…” Electrox thought for a moment and felt that the plan was feasible. “If you are the one controlling the undead and giving them orders, then the undead can indeed use the soul guide device with the help of the sealed milk bottle technology.”

"But that would be too much of a burden for you. Your mental strength is very strong, your soul skills are unique, and you've even inherited my necromancy. However, there's a limit to how many undead you can carefully control; you can't control every single one."

"This involves the issue of enabling the undead to develop intelligence and become stronger on their own. If we can solve this problem, the undead might be able to take down the enemy with them, even if it means carrying a level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon!" Huo Yuhao smiled.

"To give the undead intelligence and to make them grow stronger on their own?" Electrox stared at Huo Yuhao. "Yuhao, do you already have a plan for this?"

Empire of the Sun and Moon.

Ye Guyi was desperately trying to escape. Ever since she revealed her Angelic Martial Soul, she had been relentlessly pursued by Evil Soul Masters, which was undoubtedly bad news for her.

Although the Angelic Martial Soul does indeed counter evil Soul Masters, and one can increase their strength by killing evil Soul Masters, the problem is that she is currently too weak. Facing evil Soul Masters who are much higher level than herself, she finds it quite difficult to fight.

So in order to save her life, she had no choice but to keep running.

Of course, there is also good news: a group of Soul Masters from who-knows-where seem to be helping her escape. She has some guesses about the identities of these people. Anyone who dares to confront an evil Soul Master force must come from another powerful force.

She was ready to join this force and fight against the evil spirit masters together. She believed that any force willing to fight against the evil spirit masters would spare her life because her martial spirit was too effective against them. Once she grew to a certain level of strength, she would become the evil spirit masters' nightmare.

(End of this chapter)