Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 41 Oath
Wang Yan understood.

Huo Yuhao has already been sentenced to death by the academy.

Just like him back then, he was ruthlessly categorized into a group of people who didn't have much potential for development, and he probably won't have the chance to ever glimpse the Seven Environments again.

"Whatever~"

Wang Yan wiped his glasses with a hint of dejection, giving a self-deprecating bitter smile: "After graduation, you can study martial spirits and spirit beasts with me. Maybe you can become the next Grandmaster?"

In a sense, he was also speaking out for his past self.

……

The realm of gods, high in the heavens.

There was also a figure standing quietly, but his expression was not good at the moment, and he was even unusually anxious.

"A wisp of divine consciousness left on Xiao Qi has been touched... But who could it be?"

A struggle flashed in the Sea God's eyes, but after much consideration, he gave up the risk of being destroyed and caught again and released his divine sense to investigate Douluo.

Although the last incident was easily dismissed, it's obvious that Destruction will not let it go so easily. In fact, they might be keeping a close eye on him right now, just waiting for him to make a mistake.

"It's just a pity about that divine consciousness..."

Thinking of this, the sea god's agitation intensified.

The portion of divine consciousness he specially left behind was not only used to protect Xiao Qi's spiritual sea, but also to modify her martial soul's affinity, so as to perfectly match the chosen one of destiny.

However, some of it has been depleted due to an attack by some unknown villains.

"We need to think of a way... If all else fails, we'll have to prepare some things in advance."

With a final, long sigh, the sea god's gaze pierced through the great hall and landed somewhere in the divine realm. At the same time, it seemed as if a gaze emerged from there, meeting his own from afar.

The implied meaning was self-evident.

I'm looking at you.

And that's exactly what I wanted you to know.

As he gazed, the fury in the sea god's eyes slowly rose to its peak: "Destruction!"

……

Huo Yuhao had just regained consciousness when he saw Wang Dong lying in the arms of a female Soul Emperor, whimpering softly.

At this moment, the Soul Emperor pressed his hands against his temples, and streams of gentle energy flowed into them along with the flashing of his Soul Rings, gradually repairing his mental damage.

However, the process didn't seem very comfortable, causing Wang Dong to grimace in pain.

Of course, the old man whose martial soul was the Tree of Life was also there. When he saw him wake up, he smiled and nodded at him as a greeting, and then focused on treating a girl with a full head of red hair.

"Sigh~"

Looking at the girl's arms with their flesh torn open, even Huo Yuhao, with his strong will, couldn't help but gasp.

This level of injury, if it had progressed any further, would have shattered the bones. I wonder which vicious person would use such cruel methods on a fellow freshman.

"Look...who is it..."

Wang Dong, who was receiving treatment, barely managed to open his eyes a crack and squeeze out words through his teeth.

Huo Yuhao stared intently at Wu Feng, whose gaze was fixed on him.

"Oh? I'm...sorry."

Huo Yuhao felt guilty and awkwardly touched his nose, saying, "I didn't expect it to turn out this way. I accidentally went a little too far."

Is this what I meant?
Wang Dong was speechless for a moment, then closed his eyes and muttered, "Heartless."

"Okay, okay...it's all my fault!"

Huo Yuhao didn't want to argue with him, but recalling what he had seen during the battle, he felt a strange tremor in his heart: "Tianmeng, what exactly happened just now?" "A living deity, whose true form is most likely in the Upper Realm."

Tianmeng was busy rubbing golden sand in the sea of ​​consciousness, trying to build a small island in the very center to prevent it from being tossed about by the sea of ​​consciousness: "Perhaps he was chosen as the successor, or perhaps there is some other connection... In any case, there is a wisp of divine consciousness living in his mind now."

"Just now, I guess that divine sense sensed the danger and set up its own protection to stabilize its mental sea. But then you threw in a mental storm that was almost at full power, which stimulated that divine sense to launch a counterattack."

Deities? Divine consciousness?
Is there also a psychological counterattack?

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Then, how did I survive?"

He couldn't believe that he was just lucky to be able to sit here and catch his breath after surviving a mental attack.

"Here."

Tianmeng glanced at the sky above: "If you want to thank someone, thank those two great gods up there! Without them, I might have suffered a severe injury as well."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness and looked at the two orbs of light that were quietly rotating in opposite directions in the sky.

'elder sister……'

'So you've always been here... and that unidentified senior...'

He may seem lonely now, but there are always people silently protecting him behind the scenes.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao, with sincerity, made the second vow of his life before his own spiritual sea:

"I will definitely live up to your expectations and help, and succeed in the end! One day, I will help you regain your strength and your physical bodies! Even if it means exhausting all means and all efforts... even if it takes all the strength of my life!"

The ball of light above seemed to ripple slightly, yet it also seemed to continue its steady course.

"What about mine?"

Tianmeng, who was diligently digging in the soil, shook off the sand and looked at Huo Yuhao in a daze: "Wait... how could you swear you didn't bring your brother along? Where did you leave my share?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Huo Yuhao slapped his forehead in feigned embarrassment, but his gaze toward Tianmeng held a helpless smile.

You, of course, are among 'you' as well.

But then, his smile froze on his face: "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao pointed at the piled-up island with a look of horror: "What on earth is this?! What did you make it of?"

"This is the safe haven I carefully built."

Tianmeng twisted her body with a hint of smugness: "As for materials, they're everywhere in your spiritual sea."

"This stuff is actually just the scattered, random thoughts you accumulate over time. It's completely stagnant mental energy, unusable, and can only pile up at the bottom of your mental sea, slowly waiting to disappear. I figured you wouldn't need it anyway, so wouldn't it be wonderful to turn this trash into treasure?"

That makes sense.

but.

"This is my brain... my brain!"

Huo Yuhao roared in grief and indignation, "You actually started this in your head without even telling me?!"

"Hehe~ Let's make some modifications~"

Tianmeng shrank back: "Your sea of ​​consciousness is so vast, a little modification won't hurt. You won't become stupid, nor will you go crazy—right?"

"I'll let you change!"

Huo Yuhao's expression turned fierce as he suddenly pounced on Tianmeng and grabbed his neck tightly, yelling, "I'll make you stupid, I'll make you crazy!"

"Die today, you living maggot!"

(End of this chapter)