Under the bright moonlight, as he repeatedly examined the colorful, knife-shaped tattoo on his palm,
he suddenly remembered something important. Staring at the lump of black ash, his eyes widened in horror.
"Damn it, I forgot to loot the lump."
"It's over, this guy's been put to sleep by Amaterasu, his storage soul tool is probably gone too."
But since he was already here, he might as well take something back; he remembered this guy seemed to have a soul bone.
"I wonder if the soul bone has turned to ash."
Thinking this, Huo Yuhao began rummaging through the lump of what could perhaps be called ashes, trying to find the soul bone.
Fortunately, he had used the Earth-Gathering Technique in time, and the soul bone had been preserved at the very bottom of the black ash.
It was a left arm bone, its jet-black color highlighting its mystery.
However, Huo Yuhao held it up to the moonlight and examined it closely, discovering several cracks in the left arm bone.
It must have been burned by the high temperature of Amaterasu.
"Hiss~ The soul bone has a few cracks, it should still be usable, right?"
He wasn't sure, but he figured it should be fine.
After all, a soul bone in the Douluo Continent often circulates for over a hundred years, and Huo Yuhao didn't believe it wouldn't wear down over such a long time.
After looking at it for a while, he thought of putting the soul bone in the bag on his back.
But he found that the bag on his back had been slashed by some kind of sharp object.
It was probably cut by a sharp piece of iron when he was tracking Jiang Nannan on the roof beam.
Huo Yuhao was a little embarrassed, so he simply threw the bag aside and tied the soul bone to his waist with a rope.
"Heh, I'm probably the only soul master who's fallen to
this state, not even having a storage soul tool." Huo Yuhao didn't intend to absorb this
soul bone. He didn't care about the soul skills attached to it. They were
useless to him.
Moreover, the age of this soul bone should not be high, at most ten thousand years, and it was very likely a thousand-year soul bone.
After all, for a wild soul emperor to have a soul bone at all was already a stroke of good luck.
Wanting a high-age soul bone was simply wishful thinking.
Of course, Huo Yuhao didn't know that the black ash was once a genius who could participate in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition.
Yu Hongzhi was once an outstanding student at Zheng Tian Advanced Soul Master Academy, selected to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.
He was a regular member, not a reserve.
At that time, he was full of vigor, challenging various strong teams with his teammates on the field.
The captain even possessed a pure Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul, making him a prodigy of the Tianlong Sect.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by Shrek Academy in the semi-finals.
Even so, due to his outstanding performance, the academy awarded him a 10,000-year Shadow Leopard Soul Bone.
However, due to talent issues, he remained stuck at level 69, watching his former teammates advance towards Soul Douluo.
His former juniors also successively entered the Soul Emperor realm. Realizing that he could never break through level 69 in his lifetime, he resigned himself to his fate in Xuanfeng City.
Until tonight, when he was killed by Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao shook his body to make sure the Soul Bone was securely bound.
"I'll find a chance to move to a bigger city later and sell the soul bones for some money."
"With the money, I'll definitely buy a higher-end storage soul tool."
Before leaving, Huo Yuhao, still unwilling to give up, rummaged through Yu Hongzhi's ashes a few more times to make sure there was really nothing left.
"Sigh."
As if hearing Huo Yuhao's sigh, the knife in its right hand transmitted information to him.
"Person, return to, location."
"Dream, record everything."
A question mark appeared on Huo Yuhao's face as he communicated with it through his thoughts.
"Do you know where his storage soul tool is?"
the knife continued to transmit information.
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"I don't know, but the dream knows."
Huo Yuhao suddenly perked up and walked to the ashes to ask, "Is that right?"
"Yes."
"Human, summon."
After understanding its meaning, Huo Yuhao summoned the Remnant Dream Blade.
Then he grasped the white hilt shimmering with colorful waves.
"Human, swing."
Huo Yuhao followed the command and gently swung the blade.
The power to erase everything manifested once more, and a colorful door suddenly appeared in the empty space.
The door emitted colorful bubbles towards the outside, each bubble reflecting a strange dream.
Huo Yuhao was stunned. He felt something drawing him towards the door until he was brought back by the Remnant Dream Blade's voice.
"Human, don't go for now."
"Danger."
"At the door, find the bubble."
"Then, accept it."
The Remnant Dream Blade's fragmented way of speaking was difficult for him to understand, but fortunately, he could still comprehend what it was saying.
Huo Yuhao searched for the relevant bubbles and quickly found Yu Hongzhi's bubble at the doorway.
It was easy to recognize him, as his image appeared on the surface of the bubble.
Touching the bubble with the Remnant Dream Blade, a screen of light appeared almost instantly in the Sea of Spirit.
The screen was recording and playing Yu Hongzhi's life from a third-person perspective.
Huo Yuhao's consciousness grew increasingly terrified as he watched in the Sea of Spirit.
Not because he was shocked by the details of Yu Hongzhi's life, of course.
"It's too detailed."
Huo Yuhao was astonished by the level of detail recorded.
From birth to death, everything was recorded, and the screen automatically segmented the life and sped up the playback.
It was as if a person had been recorded by a hidden camera from birth until death.
"The power of the [Dream Realm] is probably far more terrifying than I imagined."
"Don't be afraid, this is the rule."
"You cannot disobey it."
The Remnant Dream Blade, sensing Huo Yuhao's emotions, proactively comforted him.
Indeed, thinking about these things now was useless. One day he would grasp the power of the [Dream Realm], and at that time, all the secrets contained within that power would be revealed to him.
With his mind focused, Huo Yuhao watched Yu Hongzhi's life as if it were a documentary.
Having learned his name, his origins, witnessed his joys and sorrows, and understood his reasons for following Jiang Nannan
, Huo Yuhao returned his consciousness to reality after the playback ended. He
closed the door with the Remnant Dream Blade, closed his eyes to process the information.
"The storage soul tool is in the flowerpot to the left of the entrance to the Ruyi Brothel in the East District. I plan to run away from the East District after this job."
"The Xuanwu Divine Pill and the Xuanshui Pill, and Chen Wen..."
"I almost let you get away, kid."
Huo Yuhao sheathed the Remnant Dream Blade, jumped onto the roof beam without looking back, and left this scorched earth.
He left behind a patch of land that looked like it had been turned upside down by a dragon.
Only the black ash scattered by the night wind knew that a battle had once broken out here, and a former genius Soul Emperor had fallen in the dirtiest and most chaotic West District of Xuanfeng City.
Perhaps when his relatives and friends came looking for him, people would learn of his death, and he would become a bizarre figure in people's mouths until he completely disappeared from memory.
After a long while, a staggering figure arrived, its slender body revealing exquisite curves in the night.
The figure seemed to be searching for something, until it hurriedly reached a corner and picked up a small, torn bag.
(End of Chapter)