Free Web NovelChapter 463: Chapter 463: The Altered Calamity, Gaining Elder Xuan’s Favor, Setting Off for the Spirit Master Tournament (Extra)
Boom! Boom!
In no more than a dozen breaths,
thunderous explosions echoed outward.
From deep within the forest came successive roars of energy, faintly mixed with shrill screams.
Huo Yuhao’s expression sharpened, and he abruptly increased his speed by several degrees.
Pushing aside entangling vines and bursting through the undergrowth, an eerie cavern came into view before him.
A thick stench of blood rushed to his face.
Scattered across the ground were fragments of torn human skin and bones.
Even more horrifying—
from the stalactites hanging overhead dangled more than a dozen infant corpses.
Bei Bei and the others arrived moments later. At the sight, their faces turned pale, fury igniting in their eyes.
"These bandits deserve to die!"
At the outskirts of the cave,
Ma Xiaotao and her six teammates had formed a battle formation. Bandit corpses lay strewn across the ground at their feet.
Opposite them, a group of bandits with savage auras held sharp blades, their gazes both wary and cruel.
From the situation at hand,
it was clear that Ma Xiaotao’s group held the upper hand.
Several meters outside the cavern,
Elder Xuan stood fully tensed, having put away his wine gourd.
Vast Spirit Power coiled around him like something tangible. His brown hair moved without wind as he stared fixedly at the battle within.
"Lexuan girl, is what Elder Mu said true? Will this bandit suppression truly bring calamity?"
Behind Zhang Lexuan, a phantom moon shimmered, her power already gathered and ready.
"It’s absolutely true."
"Elder Xuan, this time we must rely on Yuhao."
"If we avoid this disaster, you will owe him a favor."
Because foreseeing the future was far too shocking,
Elder Mu had not revealed Huo Yuhao’s precognition to others.
Zhang Lexuan deliberately emphasized it now,
precisely to win Huo Yuhao the goodwill of Elder Xuan, a level 98 powerhouse.
"Huo Yuhao..."
A sharp light flashed in Elder Xuan’s eyes.
"If that is the case, I will certainly owe him that debt!"
As his words fell,
Ma Xiaotao and the others clashed once more with the bandits.
The seven coordinated seamlessly,
forcing their enemies into steady retreat.
For Bei Bei and the others, it was their first time witnessing bloodshed firsthand—dizzying, yet impossible to hide their excitement.
Only Huo Yuhao’s gaze remained sharp as he swept across the layered obstacles within the cavern.
At that moment,
a shrill howl exploded from deep inside the cave:
"Who dares oppose me, the Death God Envoy?!"
"You shall all die today! You shall all become corpses!"
"Watch out!" Huo Yuhao’s shout rang out almost simultaneously with the Death God Envoy’s screech.
Upon hearing it, Ma Xiaotao and the others instinctively circulated their Spirit Power, forming layers of protective barriers before them.
Yet when the bandits heard the Death God Envoy’s voice,
instead of joy, terror spread across their faces. They trembled uncontrollably.
Before their eyes,
the corpses lying on the ground began to swell at an astonishing speed.
A violent, heart-pounding energy surged wildly within the bodies.
At this very moment, Ma Xiaotao’s team was at the very center of the circle of corpses. If they exploded, the consequences would be unthinkable.
It seemed as though the calamity of the previous life was about to replay itself.
In that split second of crisis,
ice crystals bloomed between Huo Yuhao’s palms, and a biting blizzard howled through the cavern.
"Found you!"
He sensed the storm brushing against a bizarre figure.
At his brow, a vertical green-gold eye snapped open.
A streak of light shot straight toward the depths of the cavern.
But Elder Xuan was even faster—
fast as if teleporting.
In the blink of an eye,
he stood before Ma Xiaotao and the others.
His tattered clothing split apart under swelling bronze muscles. Two spiraling horns sprouted from his head, his aura vast and ferocious like an ancient beast.
"Scram!"
He roared in fury.
With him at the center, a shockwave burst outward.
All the corpses that were about to explode were blasted away at once.
Boom! Boom!
Continuous explosions echoed throughout the cavern.
The violent energy shockwaves caused the entire cave to tremble violently, cracks splitting across the ground.
Witnessing this scene,
Ma Xiaotao and the others turned deathly pale.
Had Huo Yuhao not issued his timely warning—and had Elder Xuan not intervened—they likely would not have escaped this calamity.
"Bastard!"
Elder Xuan’s brown hair flew wildly, his face twisted with both fury and lingering fear.
He couldn’t imagine—if he hadn’t received the intelligence beforehand and had still been leisurely drinking wine, what a catastrophe would have occurred.
If the Shrek Seven Monsters suffered casualties under his lead right before the tournament, he would have been the academy’s greatest sinner.
"Die for me!" Elder Xuan thrust his right hand toward the depths of the cavern.
A massive suction force erupted forth.
From the darkness,
a gaunt, pale-faced man in a long robe was forcibly dragged out, his throat clamped in Elder Xuan’s iron-like grip.
"Hm?"
Elder Xuan frowned at the man whose eyes were bulging wide, a fatal wound piercing through his throat.
"Dead?"
At that moment,
Huo Yuhao and the others walked over.
With a subtle thought,
a streak of golden-green light flickered faintly in the air before sinking into his brow.
In the heat of the moment, I struck instinctively.
The so-called "Death God Envoy" only had an intimidating title and a weird Spirit Ability like "Corpse Explosion." In reality, he was merely a five-ring Spirit King.
Elder Xuan’s terrifying aura gradually subsided. The horns on his head retracted, and he returned to his usual appearance as a gaunt old man.
A flash of light flickered from the soul tool at his fingertips, and a clean outer robe was already draped over him.
When he looked at Huo Yuhao, his gaze carried undisguised approval and gratitude.
"Yuhao, this time it’s thanks to you. I’ll remember this favor."
The moment those words were spoken,
Ma Xiaotao and the others—who had been about to thank Elder Xuan—turned their attention to Huo Yuhao instead.
"Brother Yuhao, so it was you who saved your senior sister!"
Though Ma Xiaotao did not fully understand the details, she flashed a radiant smile, her red hair still striking even in the dim cavern.
The other six also cupped their fists in thanks:
"Many thanks, Brother Yuhao!"
"We’ll remember this kindness. If you ever need anything in the future, we’ll spare no effort to help!"
Among the six,
Dai Yueheng’s expression was slightly stiff.
Yao Haoxuan, Gongyang Mo, and Chen Zifeng were the most visibly moved.
Just moments ago, they had been closest to the center of the explosion.
If disaster had truly struck,
they would likely be dead or crippled by now.
"You’re too kind."
Huo Yuhao returned the gesture with a smile, his gaze sweeping over their youthful, spirited faces.
The last trace of doubt in his heart—whether he had meddled unnecessarily—finally dissipated.
In this rebirth, though I seek freedom and lack of restraint... these regrets and injustices—since I’ve encountered them, what’s the harm in smoothing them out along the way?
Bei Bei and the others watched as Huo Yuhao conversed and laughed naturally with the Seven Monsters, unable to help feeling admiration.
Huo Yuhao was even younger than they were,
yet he already stood on equal footing with the current generation of the Seven Monsters.
"Elder Xuan."
Zhang Lexuan approached gracefully, casting an approving glance at Huo Yuhao.
"The bandit suppression is complete."
"According to Teacher’s instructions, please return to the academy with the three elders."
"I will lead the main team and the reserve team to Star Luo City to participate in the Spirit Master Tournament."
Elder Xuan nodded slightly.
When he looked at Huo Yuhao again, there was meaning in his eyes.
"Yuhao, after the tournament ends, come find this old man at the academy."
With that,
he and the three hidden figures shot into the sky, vanishing into the vast horizon.
Zhang Lexuan watched them depart, her gaze sweeping across the fourteen present, pausing ever so slightly on Huo Yuhao.
"Set off. Our destination—the Spirit Master Tournament."
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