Chapter 202: Su Yu – "Kill Them All!"

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The final spots for the top eight have been decided. 

The first-place teams from the four groups are the Sun-Moon Royal Team, the Shrek Team, the Body Sect Team, and the Snow Demon Sect Team. The second-place teams are the Proud Sword Sect Team, the Tang Sect Team, the Heavenly Dragon Gate Team, and the Holy Spirit Sect Team. 

The only real surprise was the Holy Spirit Sect Team. 

However, given that the Snow Demon Sect had a powerhouse like the Snow Empress, their advancement was both expected and reasonable. 

"Will the top-ranked teams from Groups A, B, C, and D each send one representative to draw lots and determine the matchups for the quarterfinals?" 

To ensure that the strongest teams made it to the semifinals and avoid overly lopsided matches, the quarterfinals required a structured grouping rather than a single-elimination match. 

The eight teams would be divided into two groups. Each group would consist of two first-place teams and two second-place teams. 

Within each group, the second-place teams would face the first-place teams in crossover matches. 

If a second-place team won, they would take the first-place team's spot. 

If they lost, the group stage of the quarterfinals would conclude, and the two first-place teams would advance to the semifinals. 

The remaining second-place teams would then compete for rankings between fifth and eighth place. 

The grouping was determined by the first-place teams drawing lots, with each team sending a representative to draw. 

In Su Yu's spiritual sea, the power of fate continuously calculated the possible outcomes, carefully considering how his position in the drawing order could influence the results. 

Since only the order of the draw mattered, there were multiple possible results. Su Yu identified a sequence that would lead to the outcome he wanted. 

Acting naturally, Su Yu did not cut in line. Instead, before Shrek and Cai Tou had their turn, he calmly placed his hand into the soul tool's sealed box. 

He swiftly felt around all the balls and, following the guidance of fate, selected the one he wanted. 

"Cai Tou will draw the ball that places him in the same group as the Body Sect." 

As expected, the final draw results aligned with Su Yu's predictions. 

"Group A will consist of Group A and Group D. Group B will consist of Group B and Group C." 

In Group A, the Sun-Moon Royal Team and the Snow Demon Sect were the defending teams, while the Proud Sword Sect and the Holy Spirit Sect were the challengers. 

Since these challengers had only placed second in their respective groups, it meant they had previously lost to the teams now ranked first. 

However, they now had a chance to challenge a different first-place team. 

If they won, they would take that team's place and advance to the semifinals. 

Proud Sword Sect's captain, Wu Yifan, was well aware that his team had barely made it into the top eight. Advancing further would be extremely difficult. 

Realistically, seventh or eighth place was the most likely outcome for them. 

But as sword cultivators, they would not back down from a challenge. Even if they lost, they wanted to experience the Snow Empress's power firsthand. 

Moreover, without the Snow Empress, the Snow Demon Sect was on roughly the same level as the Proud Sword Sect. As long as she didn't single-handedly dominate the match, the battle would still provide valuable insights. 

As for the Holy Spirit Sect, despite suffering severe injuries in their match against the Snow Empress, they were still intact. 

After a day of recovery, they had returned to peak condition. 

"Yuhao, I'll leave this fight to you. Kill all seven members of the Holy Spirit Sect," Su Yu ordered, his voice devoid of emotion. 

Among the seven-member teams, Shi Xingzhou and Zhou Xinghao had already accomplished a seven-on-one victory. Meanwhile, Xiao Ping had squandered four opportunities, failing to complete the task. 

This wasn't entirely Xiao Ping's fault. His failure wasn't due to a lack of strength but sheer misfortune. 

Aside from Xiao Ping, Su Yu, Huo Yuhao, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen had also yet to complete their assigned tasks. However, with Su Yu's newly devised strategy from the previous night, their objectives had now shifted. 

"Understood." 

Although Huo Yuhao didn't fully grasp Su Yu's plan, he had no objections. 

Evil soul masters deserved to die. 

That was the belief ingrained in Huo Yuhao's heart. 

After traveling the continent with Su Yu for a year, he had discovered clues to godhood. Becoming a god was no longer an impossible dream—it had become a tangible goal. 

At the same time, Su Yu had subtly guided him toward a certain philosophy—one that Huo Yuhao had come to accept. 

Why wage war? For unity. Only under a single nation's rule, with absolute leadership, could uniform laws be enforced. 

Only then could order be upheld to the greatest extent possible. 

Huo Yuhao's understanding of order was still immature, but one thing was clear—chaos was its greatest enemy. And evil soul masters embodied chaos. 

Beyond ideological differences, their actions alone justified his stance. 

Holy Spirit Sect's Rest Area. 

Yan Feng opened his eyes, gazing toward the Sun-Moon Royal Team's resting area. 

"What's going on?" 

Sitting in front of him, Scorpio Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng also sensed something off and turned toward the Sun-Moon Royal Team's area. 

"Murderous intent?" 

Hmph! 

Even though they knew the Sun-Moon Royal Team was carrying out the mission of promoting battle armor, so what? 

To the Holy Spirit Cult, the Sun-Moon Royal Family was merely a collaborator, not their superior. 

What did the future of the Sun-Moon Empire have to do with them? It was of no concern to the Holy Spirit Cult whatsoever. 

If they were to meet in battle, they wouldn't hesitate for a second to kill. 

Zhang Peng gave Yan Feng a few instructions before closing his eyes to rest once more. 

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Beside Xu Tiannan, the national advisor Zhongli Wu watched the Snow Empress in the preparation area, his gaze flickering with thought. 

A voice sounded in Xu Tiannan's ear, making his expression shift slightly. 

"The Snow Empress?" 

He looked toward the Snow Empress in the resting area, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. 

However, his excitement lasted only a moment before he steadied himself, waiting for Zhongli Wu to explain his intentions. 

Capture the Snow Empress? 

And he expected him to cooperate? 

Xu Tiannan instinctively rejected the idea. 

When he first learned of the Snow Empress's existence, countless schemes had crossed his mind. But as his rationality returned, he quickly weighed the pros and cons. Even as he listened to Zhongli Wu's plan, he was already conducting a thorough analysis. 

The Snow Empress was a 700,000-year-old fearsome beast. Who could possibly absorb such a soul ring? 

Anyone capable of doing so would be a monster defying the heavens. If such a person were to emerge, the consequences would be unimaginable. 

Especially if that person was from the Holy Spirit Cult. 

On the surface, the Sun-Moon Empire was allied with the Holy Spirit Cult. He had even taken Zhongli Wu as his master. But deep down, Xu Tiannan had long harbored the ambition of wiping out the Holy Spirit Cult entirely. 

Such an unstable force had to be eliminated for the sake of the Sun-Moon Empire's future. 

For now, they were merely making use of the cult's power. 

Allowing them some degree of growth was one thing, but creating an unrivaled powerhouse for them? Absolutely out of the question. 

The only issue was… what excuse should he use? 

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"The first match of the quarterfinals: Sun-Moon Royal Team versus Holy Spirit Sect Team!" 

Amidst the roaring cheers of the audience, both teams left the resting area and moved to the preparation zone. 

During the draw, Su Yu personally took the stage, ensuring that the match would begin with the individual battles. 

"Individual match! Both teams, send out your fighters!" 

"Sun-Moon Royal Team, Huo Yuhao!" 

"Holy Spirit Sect Team, Jili!" 

Jili was the same Soul Emperor who had his tongue severed in the match against the Snow Demon Sect. His martial soul was the Brain-Eating Beast, and his strength was formidable. 

He had been discovered by the Holy Spirit Cult at the age of twelve. In just eight years, he had cultivated from Rank 20 to over Rank 60, proving his immense potential. 

Within the Holy Spirit Sect Team, Jili was highly valued. 

While evil soul masters had an explosive growth rate in the early and mid-stages, their progress slowed at the Super Douluo level. Even so, Jili's importance remained undeniable. 

After all, he was practically guaranteed to reach the Titled Douluo level. 

The Brain-Eating Beast martial soul was considered a high-tier existence even among evil martial souls. 

Now that they had reached the quarterfinals, the tournament judges had been upgraded. The chief referee for this match was Indestructible Douluo Zheng Zhan, the leader of the referee panel. 

As a Titled Douluo and Rank 9 Soul Engineer, Zheng Zhan possessed formidable strength. His role as referee ensured that unexpected incidents in the quarterfinals would be kept to a minimum. 

"The match begins!" 

 With Zheng Zhan's command, both sides unleashed their martial souls. 

On Huo Yuhao's side, an unconventional soul ring combination—one white, one purple, and three black—floated up, orbiting around him. 

Opposite him, Jili displayed a more standard two yellow, two purple, two black soul ring configuration—the optimal setup. 

Though Huo Yuhao had only ever revealed five soul rings since the start of the tournament, and their seemingly random colors made some doubt their authenticity, Jili wasn't careless. 

After all, Huo Yuhao's soul power aura was unmistakably that of a Soul Emperor, and judging by the intensity of his fluctuations, he wasn't far from reaching Soul Sage. 

Furthermore, as a twin martial soul wielder, the true strength of his second martial soul remained unknown. That alone warranted a degree of caution. 

Unfortunately for Jili, even though he refrained from arrogance and adopted a somewhat prudent approach, he still had no idea what kind of opponent he was truly facing. 

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes shimmered with a soft, white glow, exuding a sense of profound intelligence. 

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Long Aotian sat upright, watching Huo Yuhao with intense focus, his eyes locked onto the glowing Spirit Eyes. 

Beside him, Vina, a fellow Body Sect member, spoke thoughtfully. 

"This Huo Yuhao's martial soul has spiritual attributes. I doubt it's just his eyes—there's a good chance it's connected to his brain as well." 

As someone who possessed a Brain Martial Soul, Vina naturally made the connection between the Spirit Eyes and the mind. 

"The fluctuations from his martial soul are incredibly strong. Given his level of cultivation, I wouldn't be surprised if he has undergone a second awakening. In fact, I'd bet on it." 

Even without actively triggering the awakened state, a Body Martial Soul that had undergone awakening would already far surpass its previous strength. 

From just a brief observation, both Vina and Long Aotian had already pieced together a clear assessment of Huo Yuhao's martial soul. 

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Jili let out a piercing shriek as he lunged toward Huo Yuhao, his tongue extending unnaturally as his soul rings flashed in activation. 

In an instant, Huo Yuhao activated Spiritual Detection, gaining complete awareness of every movement occurring on the battlefield. 

Within his Spiritual Sea, a massive hammer, glowing with a deep, radiant purple light, continuously absorbed his spiritual power. 

BOOM! 

"Spiritual Impact!" 

The hammer, etched with complex runes, absorbed an immense amount of spiritual energy, merging with Huo Yuhao's soul skill and soul power. 

A colossal hammer materialized directly in front of Jili. 

Despite being a Soul Emperor with an ability that involved absorbing brains, Jili had naturally developed formidable spiritual power. 

At the moment the hammer appeared, his instincts screamed at him—this attack was lethal. 

Yet, despite his quick reaction, he couldn't dodge in time. 

His entire spiritual power surged outward, attempting to fortify his Spiritual Sea against the impending strike. 

A wave of sheer terror gripped him. 

Even before the hammer descended, its overwhelming spiritual suppression made it feel as though his entire being was suffocating. 

Impossible! 

What level of spiritual power was this? How could an attack of this magnitude even exist?! 

Faced with the unstoppable hammer, Jili had no choice but to pour every ounce of his spiritual power into strengthening his Spiritual Sea in a desperate attempt at defense. 

BOOM! 

The hammer struck down. 

Jili's Spiritual Sea shattered like an eggshell, fractures spreading rapidly in all directions. 

CRACK! 

In an instant, his entire Spiritual Sea collapsed. 

And that was just the beginning. 

The hammer continued its descent, utterly annihilating everything within Jili's mindscape. 

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The match had barely started. 

Jili had charged forward, unleashing all six of his soul rings, his sheer momentum cracking the tournament floor beneath him. 

Then— 

In midair, his body suddenly went limp. 

With a loud thud, Jili crashed to the ground like a lifeless corpse. 

He was dead. 

By the time Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan fully realized that Huo Yuhao had used a spiritual attack, Jili was already dead. 

His pupils contracted sharply as he turned to look at Huo Yuhao. 

Such terrifying spiritual power. 

Huo Yuhao, maintaining a serious expression, spoke up. 

"Referee, this was just because he was too weak, right? I absolutely didn't mean to kill him." 

Jili couldn't even withstand a single spiritual attack. Surely, that wasn't his fault? 

Zheng Zhan took a deep breath, but he didn't reprimand Huo Yuhao. 

A Dark Soul Master was dead. He had no intention of advocating for Saint Spirit Sect or demanding any punishment for Huo Yuhao. 

Besides, not a single spectator questioned whether the kill was a violation or demanded any kind of penalty. 

With the referee's own stance combined with the lack of public outcry, Huo Yuhao naturally walked away without consequences. 

Turning toward Saint Spirit Sect's rest area, he flashed a taunting smile. 

"One-hit kill." 

His performance was nothing short of intimidating. 

Across the arena, fighters from other teams were visibly shaken, now fully recognizing the terrifying power Huo Yuhao possessed. 

On the Saint Spirit Sect's side, the remaining six members sat in silence, their expressions grim. Even Yan Feng, who had been composed thus far, wore a heavy look. 

"Wang Xiaolei, you're up." Zhang Peng's voice was low as he gave the order. 

"Yes!" 

Though fear flickered in his eyes, Wang Xiaolei stepped onto the stage nonetheless. 

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Zheng Zhan turned to Huo Yuhao, his gaze firm, issuing a silent warning. 

No more killing. 

He loathed Dark Soul Masters, but if too many participants died under his supervision, it would reflect poorly on him. 

Especially since every match before this had gone without incident, yet the moment he took over as referee, someone immediately died. 

"I just became the referee, and you're already massacring people right in front of me?" 

Not a good look. 

Huo Yuhao understood. He had no intention of using the same method to kill all seven of them. 

If he wiped out every opponent with a single spiritual attack, he'd become too much of an enigma—it might even scare off the remaining Dark Soul Masters. 

And while it seemed impossible for them to retreat out of fear, Huo Yuhao wouldn't allow even the slightest chance of it. 

The seven fighters from Saint Spirit Sect were some of the most dangerous Dark Soul Masters. 

They all had to die. 

Because if even one of them escaped, they would go on to slaughter tens of thousands of innocent lives in the future. 

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(End of Chapter)