Soul Land: Xiao Yan Reincarnates as Huo Yuhao

The white and golden flames continued to resist each other violently. Despite Xiao Yan's persistent compression, they refused to merge further, growing more chaotic and unstable with each passing second.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion burst from his palms as the wild energy erupted, tearing his hands apart. Blood sprayed into the air as Xiao Yan staggered, his expression contorted in pain.

"Xiao Yan! If you keep this up, you'll blow yourself to pieces! Stop now!" Jing Hongchen, locked in combat with Zhongli Wu, turned pale as he yelled.

Sensing the volatile energy in the air, Scorpion Tiger Douluo laughed mockingly. "Foolish child! You truly have no sense of your limits, attempting to merge two extreme flames!"

"Xiao Yan! Cease this madness!" Yao Lao's anxious voice echoed in Xiao Yan's mind. "Your body cannot withstand the energy released by such a fusion. This is nothing short of suicide! Hold on; I'll be there soon to stabilize the situation."

At the same time, Yao Lao was assisting Meng Hongchen, who was close to completing her absorption of the Ice Jade Scorpion Left Arm Bone.

"Teacher, trust me. I can't keep relying on your power whenever I face an enemy," Xiao Yan responded resolutely, his focus unwavering.

Determination etched into his features, he continued channeling his energy, forcing the chaotic flames closer together. At that moment, the surrounding world seemed to fall silent. Even the wind stilled.

"Irelks, lend me your strength!"

"Ah... stubborn as ever. Very well. If you insist on this folly, I'll aid you," Irelks sighed.

A golden figure emerged behind Xiao Yan, regal and dignified, exuding an ancient aura. Clad in a luxurious black robe and holding a towering staff, Irelks infused Xiao Yan with a surge of spiritual energy.

With Irelks' support, Xiao Yan's fingers danced through the flames with newfound precision. Guided by his movements, threads of Flame Mantra Energy seeped into the fireball, gradually calming its volatility.

The once-chaotic flames began to shrink, compressing into a small, palm-sized blue-white lotus, glowing with an eerie brilliance.

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Meanwhile, two of the Star Luo Empire's Titled Douluo, Heavenly Fiend Douluo and Giant Strength Douluo, raced toward the scene.

Heavenly Fiend Douluo, a Level 95 Titled Douluo, possessed the unique Heavenly Fiend Lone Star martial soul. This powerful yet cursed soul brought him great misfortune, having claimed the lives of his parents. Yet, its cultivation speed was unparalleled, allowing him to reach Titled Douluo rank before the age of forty.

Giant Strength Douluo wielded the beast martial soul Titan Ant, granting immense strength and formidable defense.

Both men were grim-faced, their eyes fixed on the distant explosions. The attack on the Starlight Hotel was an unprecedented disaster. If the competing students were harmed, the empire's reputation would suffer irreparably.

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Xiao Yan stared at the glowing lotus in his hands, his body trembling. "I… I actually succeeded."

"Stop him now!" Scorpion Tiger Douluo roared, sensing the danger. He and his companions lunged toward Xiao Yan, their figures blurring as they shot forward.

Without hesitation, Xiao Yan hurled the Flame Lotus toward the approaching enemies.

The lotus soared through the air silently, its trajectory unassuming. Yet as it neared the trio, it pulsed with overwhelming energy.

The lotus contracted briefly before erupting in a cataclysmic explosion.

"Boom!"

The detonation illuminated the night sky, turning darkness into blinding daylight. Waves of fiery destruction rippled outward, their searing heat palpable even miles away.

The explosion left a fiery lotus imprinted in the sky, visible across the entire city.

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"Is that… the lost Tang Sect technique, Buddha's Wrath Lotus?" Beibei, watching from a safe distance, gasped in disbelief. Even from kilometers away, the heat was oppressive. "Impossible! How could Xiao Yan know such a secret? Did Xiao Ya teach him in secret?"

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Two charred figures crashed into the city streets with thunderous force, creating massive craters. The Holy Spirit Sect's Nether Sword Douluo and Raven Douluo lay within, their bodies burned black, their breaths shallow. The explosion had left them in critical condition.

Not far above, Scorpion Tiger Douluo hung in the air, his body scorched and bleeding. Though he had shielded himself behind his comrades, he was gravely injured.

"What… what kind of power is this? A 100,000-year soul skill? No… it's far worse," he muttered, his face pale with terror. Without another word, he turned and fled.

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Jing Hongchen, blood dripping from his lips, rushed to Xiao Yan's side, supporting the staggering youth.

Zhongli Wu had already vanished, retreating with his surviving sect members the moment the explosion occurred.

Xiao Yan's tattered black robe revealed his burned and blistered body. The Red Dust Sanctuary, a ninth-tier soul tool gifted by Jing Hongchen, had been destroyed, its fragments embedded in Xiao Yan's chest.

"You lunatic!" Jing Hongchen snapped. "Do you even realize what you've done? My ninth-tier soul tool is in ruins! Without it, you'd be dead!"

Despite his scolding, Jing Hongchen couldn't hide the growing awe—and fear—he felt toward Xiao Yan.

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As the flames subsided, the Starlight Hotel was reduced to rubble. Cracks spiderwebbed through the city streets, and the cries of the injured echoed through the night.

The sound of galloping hooves soon filled the air as the White Tiger Duke's forces arrived.

"Finally showing up, huh?" Jing Hongchen muttered as the soldiers encircled the hotel.

At the center of the formation, White Tiger Duke Dai Hao dismounted his horse, his imposing frame radiating authority.

"Arrest all attackers! Leave no one alive!" Dai Hao commanded coldly.

"You have impeccable timing, Duke," Jing Hongchen quipped sarcastically.

Dai Hao bowed slightly. "Apologies, Master Hongchen. I was delayed seeking His Majesty's permission to mobilize."

"Were your students harmed?"

Jing Hongchen waved dismissively. "Thanks to me, they're unharmed. The competition will proceed as scheduled."

With that, Jing Hongchen carried Xiao Yan back to their quarters, where the boy collapsed unconscious.

Several hours later.

When Xiao Yan finally regained consciousness, it was already midday. The blazing sun hung high in the sky. Slowly, he opened his eyes, wiggled his fingers slightly, and pushed himself into a seated position on the bed.

"Teacher, are you there? What happened after I passed out? Did Meng Hongchen successfully absorb the soul bone?" Rubbing his temples, Xiao Yan tried to clear his mind as he glanced down at the black ring on his finger.

As his voice fell, the ring trembled slightly, and Yao Lao's ethereal form emerged, floating beside him. With a smile, Yao Lao said, "You're finally awake, you little rascal. You had me worried this time."

"Teacher… I feel like I can't keep relying on your strength." Scratching his nose in embarrassment, Xiao Yan gave a sheepish grin.

Yao Lao chuckled softly, his spectral hand patting Xiao Yan's shoulder as he replied, "That young girl succeeded in absorbing the soul bone under the guidance of my immense spiritual power. But you—" He paused, his gaze turning admiring. "You truly amazed me. That terrifying fire lotus you created… Even I was stunned."

"If you can perfect it in the future, I believe you'll be capable of crossing realms in battle without my assistance."

Yao Lao's tone grew serious as he asked, "Have you decided on a name for this skill?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yan replied, "Let's call it Buddha's Wrath Lotus."

"A fine name." Yao Lao nodded approvingly. "But I do have some bad news for you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's expression shifted slightly, and he asked, "What bad news?"

Yao Lao sighed. "Although you created an explosion that could rival perfection, it came at a cost. The elder within your spiritual sea—Ereks—has fallen into slumber once again."

"Slumber?" Xiao Yan's brows furrowed as his voice grew hoarse.

"You don't need to worry too much," Yao Lao reassured him. "As long as you can find treasures that restore spiritual energy, he can awaken again."

Before Xiao Yan could respond, his expression abruptly changed. He suddenly felt a surge of energy from the surrounding heavens and earth, rushing toward him like a tidal wave.

"Teacher, what's happening?" Xiao Yan asked in alarm.

The sudden phenomenon startled Yao Lao as well. He frowned slightly and moved closer, his ethereal hand hovering over Xiao Yan's body. After a moment, a smile spread across Yao Lao's aged face.

"Oh? It seems you're about to break through to Dou Master."

"Break through?" Xiao Yan stared at Yao Lao in disbelief, his joy barely contained.

"Yes."

Sensing the rapidly flowing energy around them, Yao Lao explained with a smile, "Your creation of Buddha's Wrath Lotus must have pushed the Dou Qi within you to a higher level in a short time. This is a rare opportunity—one you cannot afford to miss. Otherwise, who knows how long you'll have

to wait for the next chance to break through."

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