Peerless: I Became Huo Yuhao's Dark Personality

Chapter 132 Let's Play a Game (Part 2)

As Meng Hongchen's voice fell, both Xiao Hongchen and Huo Yumiao's expressions changed slightly.

Meng Hongchen was on guard against the two's next move when she suddenly felt the brightness of the surrounding environment change color.

Looking up, the original clear blue sky had been replaced by a blood-red hue, with a red sun hanging high in the sky, its rays also a deep, blood-red color.

Dark, ominous clouds pressed in rapidly from afar, and in the blink of an eye, the once unreachable clouds were now within arm's reach.

Only then did Meng Hongchen realize that what they were were not black clouds at all, but a group of Soul Masters dressed in black robes without hats. To her surprise, Meng Hongchen recognized them all.

The leader was none other than Xu Yang, the current emperor of the Sun Moon Empire. The white-haired old men around him were all level nine soul masters who stood at the pinnacle of the Sun Moon Empire's soul tools.

Almost all of the twenty or thirty level-nine soul masters, big and small, whom Meng Hongchen knew, were standing here, and behind them was an endless line of soul masters in uniform.

The thousands upon thousands of Soul Masters hovering in the air without using any Soul Guidance Devices—doesn't that mean they are all Soul Masters at the Soul Saint level or above?
Meng Hongchen was bewildered once again. What was going on? Where was she being led? Was this still Mingdu?

"Now that you have seen His Majesty, why do you not bow!" A white-faced, beardless eunuch with a sharp voice stepped forward and spoke first.

"What does Your Majesty mean by this?" Meng Hongchen looked at Xiao Hongchen and Huo Yumiao, who had just been arguing with her, as they flew into the sky at the same time.

Xiao Hongchen smiled and, even when questioned by the eunuch, did not bow. Instead, he answered with neither servility nor arrogance.

"How dare you!" the eunuch shouted, and nine dazzling spirit rings swirled around his body, the perfect combination of two yellow, two purple, and five black rings showcasing his formidable strength.

The eunuch raised his right hand, and the soul ring on his back glowed slightly. A ten-meter-long giant python shot out from his palm, attacking Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen in the air with unstoppable force.

Huo Yumiao's eyes were instantly covered in blood red, and Meng Hongchen's pupils became as narrow as needles. He saw nine soul rings that shattered her understanding of the world.

A series of incredibly powerful spirit rings appeared: one yellow, one purple, three black, and four red. Facing the oncoming energy python, Huo Yumiao made no move; with just a glance, the python evaporated into nothingness.

In the instant the giant energy python dissipated, the eunuch's head in the distance exploded like a watermelon, blood gushing out and red and white matter scattering everywhere, turning into a headless corpse that fell to the ground.

"Laugh, it seems we'll have to celebrate with blood today." Even though Huo Yumiao was hundreds of meters above the ground, Meng Hongchen could still clearly hear her words.

"Yes, I thought this day would come later."

Xiao Hongchen spoke with great emotion, and the next second, his eyes sharpened, and he stood on three legs, revealing nine equally astonishing spirit rings: two yellow, two purple, three black, and two red.

"It seems my two beloved ministers have long harbored rebellious intentions..." Xu Yang's expression was neither sad nor happy, but his voice suddenly turned cold. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Army, form ranks!"

All the Soul Masters he led simultaneously activated their Martial Souls, revealing their Soul Rings. At a glance, they all had the best or even stronger Soul Ring combinations.

At the same time, beams of light shot up from behind Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen, each beam representing a Title Douluo.

Meng Hongchen stared in shock at the guests around her who were rising into the air. So today wasn't a wedding celebration but a rebellion?
Meng Hongchen was completely bewildered by everything that had happened that day. From waking up inexplicably to find herself sleeping with Huo Yumiao, to the current rebellion drama, her mind was still a complete mess.

This is an excellent example of how Light of Fear is a powerful soul skill, almost completely obliterating the boundary between reality and illusion for the target.

When the victim is in a completely surreal illusion, most victims of soul skills will begin to wonder if they are dreaming or have been hit by a soul skill.

The Light of Fear had already hinted at it in the subconscious, burying these two questions deep in the heart. Compared to other illusion-type soul skills, the difficulty of perceiving it was magnified countless times.

"Xu Yang, don't think we don't know that you colluded with evil spirit masters to harm various families in order to control the empire!"

One of the rebels, a titled Douluo, shouted sharply, pushing his hands outwards. Hundreds of metal blocks of various shapes scattered and hung steadily in the air.

In front of each metal block was a video being projected, which turned out to be hundreds of recording soul guides.

"The evidence is irrefutable. What else do you want to say in your defense?" Faced with the accusations, Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged.

"Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles; to repel external enemies, one must first secure internal stability. For the sake of the world, these are all perfectly normal methods."

"You speak so grandly, Xu Yang, you are truly beyond saving. Today is your death day! The Sun Moon Empire will welcome its true ruler!"

Xiao Hongchen's voice was loud and his face was full of passion. Huo Yumiao beside him also shouted at this moment, "For the sake of the sun and moon, kill!"

In an instant, thousands of afterimages flashed by and then intertwined, countless soul skills entwined with each other, dazzling and even changing the color of the surrounding world.

The battle was changing so fast that every second, figures with severed limbs and broken bodies fell, and everywhere one looked was a crimson red. At this moment, Meng Hongchen truly witnessed what it meant for blood to flow for thousands of miles.

The battle raged on for over ten minutes, and Meng Hongchen just stared blankly at it, as if she were completely detached from the world.

It was visibly that the number of Soul Masters on both sides was decreasing at an alarming rate, so fast that Meng Hongchen almost laughed.

Meng Hongchen suddenly felt a moment of mental confusion, and after a moment of stunned silence, when she refocused her gaze on the battle in the air, her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Only five people remained in the air at this moment. Xu Yang led two nine-ring titled Douluo, while the rebel side consisted of only Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen.

Meng Hongchen clearly remembered that there were a bunch of people fighting fiercely in the sky just a moment ago, but it seems like they all disappeared in just a second.

The five remaining people did not appear to be in good condition. A deep, bone-revealing wound ran from Xu Yang's left shoulder to his right abdomen. One of the two Soul Masters beside him had lost his right arm, and the other had lost his left eye.

Although Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen were not missing any limbs, they were covered in blood and their breathing was very unstable, as if they would collapse at any moment.

Xu Yang suddenly lowered his gaze and met Meng Hongchen's eyes.

A sense of foreboding welled up in Meng Hongchen's heart. Sure enough, the next second, an immense pressure swept over her body. Caught off guard by the sudden pressure, she almost collapsed to the ground.

Suddenly, a bottomless crack appeared in the space behind Meng Hongchen, and a terrifying suction force came from it, causing Meng Hongchen's figure to fly backward uncontrollably.

A malicious smile crept across Xu Yang's lips, his eyes gleaming with smugness. In contrast, Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen's faces were filled with anxiety, and they both cried out in alarm, "No!"

At this moment, Meng Hongchen had only one thought in her mind: You guys fight, so what does it have to do with me! In an instant, Xu Yang's dragon claws were firmly gripping Meng Hongchen's swan-like white neck.

Xu Yang exerted so much force that Meng Hongchen felt as if her neck was about to break, and a surging feeling of suffocation came from her chest.

Her face flushed red, and her limbs flailed wildly as if by instinct. Meng Hongchen tried to activate her martial soul, but was horrified to find that her martial soul and soul power seemed to have disappeared, and she could not feel them at all.

"Xu Yang! Release my sister!" Xiao Hongchen's eyes were filled with rage, and the words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Xu Yang! Release Meng! Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!" Huo Yumiao shouted anxiously.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t talk like that right now, otherwise she might not be able to handle it.”

Xu Yang applied slight pressure with his palm, and a sharp, needle-like pain shot through his brain. Strands of blood flowed from Meng Hongchen's seven orifices like trickling streams.

"See? I just need to increase the pressure a little more, and it won't just be a matter of her bleeding anymore," Xu Yang laughed like a victor, his tone extremely arrogant.

"Xu Yang, what exactly do you want to do!" Huo Yumiao's face was gloomy, and her eyes were filled with almost tangible killing intent.

"What do I want to do? Good question! Huo Yumiao, don't you know what I want to do?" Xu Yang laughed loudly, his expression suddenly turning fierce.

"I want you to die!"

"Xu Yang, your defeat is inevitable. Release Meng, and I will spare your life. You can still enjoy everything that the powerful and wealthy can enjoy." Huo Yumiao stared intently at Xu Yang and said, word by word.

"No, no, no, Huo Yumiao, we're not children anymore, so don't try to fob me off with these meaningless words. You and I both know that the winner takes all, and there can only ever be one king or one bandit."

At this point, Xu Yang's voice became somewhat manic, "Tell me! Huo Yumiao, do you want to be a king or a bandit!"

Upon hearing Xu Yang's words, Huo Yumiao did not respond, but simply stared at Xu Yang with cold eyes.

"Don't look at me like that!" Xu Yang seemed to be stung by Huo Yumiao's gaze, his expression instantly turning angry, and he unconsciously increased the force in his hand.

Meng Hongchen's face was now flushed purple. She opened her mouth and tried to breathe, but the wails in her chest grew louder and louder. The suffocating feeling in her head made her dizzy and she could faint at any moment.

"Xu Yang, what exactly do you want to do!" Xiao Hongchen roared, and the spirit rings behind him trembled violently.

"How about this: I'll count to three, and within those three counts, you all simultaneously sever one of your arms. The outcome will then determine whether or not to let her live."

Can you guess whether it was the same part or a different part that allowed her to survive?

"By the way, you can't use a soul tool to sever an arm; you have to tear it off yourselves. Also, if you haven't taken action by more than three counts, I can't guarantee what will happen." Xu Yang's voice lowered, becoming sinister.

"Why should we believe you!" Xiao Hongchen's eyes were bloodshot, like a bloodthirsty beast that could erupt at any moment.

"Good question! Laughing at the world, but unfortunately, this is your only choice. You only have the path of losing an arm to choose from."

Xu Yang looked at the two of them teasingly, his eyes full of anticipation for what was to come.

"Three!" Without giving the two any more time to ask questions or think, Xu Yang immediately shouted.

"Two!" Xu Yang's voice grew louder, and he grinned like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days, looking at Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen.

Meng Hongchen suddenly felt a loosening in her throat, and she was now facing the two people who were holding each other's arms with one hand.

Meng Hongchen heard Xu Yang's words clearly. She realized what the two were about to do and immediately tried to stop them, but no matter how much she struggled or tried to speak, she failed in the end.

At this moment, Meng Hongchen had already put aside her doubts about all the strange things that had happened today, and only had one thought in her mind: to desperately stop the two of them from doing their thing.

Meng Hongchen's eyes widened, her delicate face filled with anxiety, and her heart was filled with a mix of emotions.

Faced with this scene, Meng Hongchen no longer had the energy to think about what was happening. In this instant, she had completely immersed herself in it and completely regarded everything as real.

At that moment, Meng Hongchen truly stepped into the illusion created by the light of fear, and any thoughts or ideas that might have been able to detect the illusion were destroyed by the scene before her.

Meng Hongchen had actually sensed something was wrong the moment she noticed the inconsistency in the two personalities, and could have easily dispelled the illusion. However, the strength of the Light of Fear lay in its ability to correct things in time.

Faced with even stronger emotional stimuli, how could Meng Hongchen care about anything else? One of her only two relatives was gone, and in the midst of the swamp, how could she possibly remain calm?
"One!" With a sickening hiss, Xu Yang's twisted smile reached its peak.

Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen's faces turned deathly pale instantly, veins bulging from their bodies, and they trembled uncontrollably.

The pain of having such a large area of ​​an arm torn off is unimaginable.

Meng Hongchen's pupils trembled as blood gushed from the wound where she had been severed. She could clearly see the flesh, tendons, and bare white bones within.

"Unfortunately, your two severed arms were in different locations. According to the rules, I should have killed her."

As Xu Yang spoke, his tone shifted abruptly, his expression becoming compassionate, and he spoke to Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen in a condescending tone:
"But what can I do? I'm just a kind-hearted person by nature. I really can't bear to see such a beautiful existence disappear."

Okay, let's play another game. I'll count to three again, but this time we won't pull on the arms. Let's change it. What do you think about taking ribs?

Upon hearing Xu Yang's words, Meng Hongchen finally came to her senses. Her eyes blazed with fury, her lips moved, and her facial muscles tensed. She wanted to speak but couldn't utter a single word.

"Your Majesty is quick-witted; your idea is truly brilliant!"

“That’s right, Your Majesty, I also think your suggestion is excellent.” At this moment, two of Xu Yang’s subordinates hurriedly echoed with smiles on their faces.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang smiled and gazed at Huo Yumiao and Xiao Hongchen, whose faces were as pale as paper.

"What do you think, you two?"

(End of this chapter)