In the current battle, Huo Yuhao unleashed his two most powerful skills—Mental Battle Song and Mental Shock.
The instant the combined attack of Mental Battle Song and Mental Shock struck Qian Renxue, she felt her mental power being shaken by a powerful force.
Her mental power began to fluctuate violently, even affecting her soul power, causing it to oscillate in rhythm with Huo Yuhao's.
It felt as if her inner world had been forcibly pulled into Huo Yuhao's rhythm, unable to extricate herself.
Qian Renxue's second soul skill, which she had already unleashed,was directly interrupted by this powerful impact.
She tried to stabilize herself, but her body swayed precariously in the air, as if she might fall at any moment.
Despite this, she managed to stabilize herself with her strong willpower, preventing her from collapsing immediately.
Qian Renxue stared at Huo Yuhao in disbelief, her eyes filled with confusion and shock.
"Is this really the power a first-level soul skill can possess?"
Qian Renxue's voice trembled slightly.
"What kind of soul skill did you just use?
It was able to forcibly disrupt the flow of soul power within my body."
Huo Yuhao calmly replied, "This isn't a single skill, but a combination of two.
Mental Battle Song can instantly boost my mental power by 100%, while Mental Shock can disrupt your mental power.
Since the flow of soul power is controlled by mental power, that's why you felt your soul power flow was forcibly interrupted."
Hearing Huo Yuhao's explanation, Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.
She began to consider Huo Yuhao's words.
She suddenly thought of a possibility:
"Wait, don't you only have one soul ring?
Where did you get two soul skills?
Could it be that Bibi Dong gave you a soul bone?"
Qian Renxue's voice carried a hint of doubt.
"Indeed, this is a soul bone skill, but it wasn't bestowed by my teacher; it's my own."
Huo Yuhao's words echoed in the air.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's lips curled into a mocking sneer, her eyes filled with suspicion and disdain.
"Do you think I'd believe you so easily?
Judging by the exceptional quality of these two skills, they must at least originate from a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone.
With your current strength, how could you possibly hunt a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast?"
Qian Renxue was already convinced that this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone must have been given to Huo Yuhao by Bibi Dong.
This thought fueled her anger, and at the same time, an indescribable sadness quietly welled up in her heart.
She, Qian Renxue, as Bibi Dong's daughter, had never received anything from her mother.
Yet, Huo Yuhao, an outsider, easily obtained the ten-thousand-year soul bone given to him by her mother.
It wasn't because Qian Renxue truly needed the soul bone, but because she felt it was all so unfair.
Why was her mother so kind to Huo Yuhao, yet so indifferent to her?
Facing Qian Renxue's eyes, which seemed to spew flames, Huo Yuhao felt utterly exhausted. What was this all about?
No one believed him when he told the truth.
"So... shall we continue?"
Huo Yuhao tentatively asked Qian Renxue.
"Of course we shall continue," Qian Renxue answered decisively.
"However, this time I will go all out. If you can withstand my attacks for even a minute, you win!" As soon as
Qian Renxue finished speaking, a soul power fluctuation dozens of times stronger than before suddenly surged forth, sweeping around like a storm.
Five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—simultaneously appeared beneath her feet.
Facing Qian Renxue's all-out attack, Huo Yuhao dared not be careless.
He knew that Qian Renxue's strength was unmatched at her level, and fighting beyond her level was as easy as eating and drinking for her.
"Huo Yuhao, be prepared for this! Fifth Soul Skill, Divine Sword!"
Qian Renxue's fifth soul ring shone brightly, its deep black light seemingly capable of devouring one's soul.
In the flash of black light, a huge phantom of an angelic sword appeared in Qian Renxue's hand, and then she slashed towards Huo Yuhao.
The soul skill unleashed by Qian Renxue at level sixty was already infinitely close to the attack of a Soul Saint.
Along the way, the air seemed to be torn apart by the powerful force, emitting a terrifying sonic boom.
Almost all the spectators below felt the pressure from the depths of their martial souls—the natural suppression of ordinary martial souls by divine-level martial souls.
Even the aftershocks were difficult for the spectators to withstand, let alone Huo Yuhao, who was at the very center of the attack.
Qian Renxue wasn't worried that her fifth soul skill would kill Huo Yuhao, since her grandfather and Bibi Dong were watching.
They would immediately intervene to save him if they sensed he couldn't hold on any longer.
This was exactly the effect Qian Renxue wanted.
Once Huo Yuhao was rescued, he would truly have lost the match, as only a dozen seconds had passed, and Huo Yuhao might not even last thirty seconds.
Sensing the powerful soul skill above him, Huo Yuhao felt his body tremble slightly.
His gaze turned grave as he looked at the enormous light sword that was growing ever larger.
He knew he couldn't withstand its power in his current state.
Almost instantly, the golden light sword was only a few dozen meters away from Huo Yuhao.
"Brother Tianmeng, I can't block this attack right now. It's your turn."
Huo Yuhao's words had barely faded when a chubby, chibi-style Tianmeng Ice Silkworm jumped out.
"Finally, it's my turn!
It's been so long since I've fought! I'm dying of boredom! Let this little girl see the power of Tianmeng!"
After speaking, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm once again entered Huo Yuhao's body.
Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with a faint golden light, then his originally blue eyes turned a pure white, like millennia-old ice marrow.
An extreme chill erupted from Huo Yuhao's body, and snowflakes began to fall across the entire area.
The purple spirit ring beneath Huo Yuhao's feet had now turned into a thick, inky black, then a vivid crimson, and finally a brilliant golden yellow.
It radiated outwards from Huo Yuhao's body, freezing the surrounding air.
Sensing the changes in Huo Yuhao's aura, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu stared wide-eyed.
They had both heard Huo Yuhao explain the art of spirit manipulation, but this was the first time they had witnessed spirits assisting a spirit master in battle.
They watched the scene intently, not wanting to miss a single detail.
As for the other elders on the platform, they were already stunned by Huo Yuhao's golden spirit ring and overwhelming aura.
The Azure Phoenix Douluo beside them had already completed his spirit possession, ready to rescue Qian Renxue at any moment.
Under everyone's gaze, Huo Yuhao slightly raised his right hand, and a beam of icy blue light shot out, striking Qian Renxue precisely in the blink of an eye.
Although her body wasn't physically injured, Qian Renxue's soul power was frozen almost instantly, completely unable to circulate.
The enormous lightsaber disintegrated less than a meter from Huo Yuhao.
With her soul power frozen, Qian Renxue could no longer support herself and plummeted straight down.
However, the expected impact didn't occur.
By the time Qian Renxue regained her senses, she was already in Huo Yuhao's arms, landing steadily on the ground.
Qian Renxue looked up and met Huo Yuhao's smiling eyes.
For some reason, looking at Huo Yuhao's smiling face, Qian Renxue felt he was extremely annoying.
She raised her right hand to punch Huo Yuhao's chest, but Huo Yuhao firmly grabbed her wrist:
"Alright, stop fooling around. The match is over. I won."