Chapter 175 The Aftermath of the Duchess's Death
"Stop shouting. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you.
I've already activated a soundproof barrier over this entire building.
Otherwise, with all that fighting noise, why do you think no one has come to check?"
As Huo Yuhao spoke, he pointed toward Zhang Tieshan, who was currently being beaten senseless by Jing Hongchen.
Although Zhang Tieshan was a Soul Douluo, the difference between an ordinary Soul Douluo and someone like Jing Hongchen, the Hall Master of Mingde, was immense.
Only those with extraordinary talent could challenge someone above their level.
Zhang Tieshan was not one of those people.
Of course, Jing Hongchen was careful not to make the battle too loud.
He had also activated a defensive soul barrier, though not to protect himself he had no need for that.
His goal was to trap Zhang Tieshan inside, preventing the fight from attracting outside attention.
After all, killing someone was one thing
Getting caught in the act was another.
If news spread too soon, the powerhouses of Star Luo City would be on high alert.
Jing Hongchen wasn't ready for an all out war between Sun Moon and Star Luo just yet.
Not until Sun Moon's soul tool technology advanced a bit more.
The Duchess stared at Huo Yuhao, her heart sinking.
She understood the dire situation she was in.
"Huo Yuhao, are you really going to kill me?"
Huo Yuhao didn't hesitate.
"Glad you figured it out. Yes, I am."
The Duchess tried to bargain.
"I am a princess of the Star Luo Imperial Family.
If you kill me, they won't let you go!
But if you let me live, I can give you valuable materials that soul engineers would kill for!"
As a princess and the Duchess of the White Tiger House, she had access to wealth and resources beyond imagination.
Even the declining Tang Sect had managed to produce copies of the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges,
So it was only natural that she possessed numerous spatial soul tools.
Huo Yuhao simply shook his head.
"Once you're dead, everything you own will still be mine.
Now, get ready to die."
Behind Huo Yuhao, the Gate of Necromancy slowly creaked open.
A cold, eerie aura seeped out, followed by the roar of a dragon.
A massive white dragon spirit, radiating an icy chill, emerged from the gate.
"Wait! You can't do this!"
The Duchess's eyes widened in horror.
"I swear if you let me go, I will never come after you again!"
Her mind raced.
"Huo Yuhao can control a dragon spirit…"
"Does this mean… he's a dark soul master?"
She had always looked down on dark soul masters.
But they were also notorious for their cruelty.
If she fell into his hands, her fate would be far worse than death.
She had to buy time.
If Huo Yuhao spared her, she would regain her power and eliminate him later.
But Huo Yuhao wasn't interested in listening.
"Attack," he commanded.
The Water Dragon King's Soul let out a thunderous roar.
Water condensed into ice, forming countless ice swords that rained down upon the Duchess.
She desperately tried to cut them down
But there were too many.
Her body was instantly pierced through.
Blood spilled across the floor.
A thick metallic scent filled the air.
The Duchess's body collapsed.
Even in death,
Her face remained frozen in terror.
Huo Yuhao calmly raised his hand.
Soft white flames flickered at his fingertips, floating toward the Duchess's corpse.
Her remaining soul was slowly erased, ensuring she had no chance of resurrection.
"It's done."
Huo Yuhao exhaled, his eyes cold.
He stepped forward and began looting her spatial soul tools.
Spatial soul tools were incredibly durable.
Even after her death, the treasures inside remained intact.
"Hmm… rare metals, gold soul coins, gold soul cards… some soul tools… and… a pile of useless clothes."
After sorting through her belongings, a smile crept onto his face.
By rough estimate,
The total value of her fortune was at least 2 billion gold soul coins.
As a Duchess, she controlled part of the White Tiger House's wealth and had access to royal funds.
At that moment, Jing Hongchen approached.
Zhang Tieshan's lifeless body lay behind him.
"Is your revenge complete, Yuhao?"
Huo Yuhao's mind flashed back to his original body's memories.
He shook his head.
"No.
There are still servants who tormented me and my mother."
Jing Hongchen smiled.
"Then let's deal with them next."
The massacre began.
Huo Yuhao hunted down every servant who had abused Huo Yun'er.
Each one died screaming.
The innocent were spared.
With his vengeance complete,
Huo Yuhao and his team vanished into the night.
Meanwhile, at the White Tiger Duke's Camp…
A group of terrified servants had fled from the Duke's mansion and rushed to find Dai Hao and the Star Luo Royal Family.
"WHAT?!"
Dai Hao's face paled.
His wife had been murdered in the White Tiger Mansion?!
His expression darkened.
His hands clenched into fists.
"You're sure about this?"
He refused to believe it.
The news sounded ridiculous.
The White Tiger House was one of the most powerful noble families in the Star Luo Empire.
Their defenses were not weak.
Besides
His wife was a princess of the Star Luo Imperial Family.
Who would dare to touch her?!
The young servant who had just escaped the massacre fell to his knees, his voice trembling.
"It's true, my Lord!
The Duchess has been slain!
And those responsible… were dark soul masters!
They commanded ghosts!"
His words carried sorrow, but deep inside…
He felt relieved.
The Duchess's death was a blessing.
She had made too many enemies.
Dai Hao's face darkened further.
His eyes turned red with rage.
Tears welled up.
"Gather my men!"
His voice thundered through the camp.
"Return to the White Tiger Mansion at once!
These dark soul masters…
Have gone too far!"
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