Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 311: The Increasing Perversity of Huo Dongxue

In front of Huo Dongxue's terrifying mental power, Dai Yueheng's mental defenses were as fragile as paper, easily shattered. A destructive mental storm erupted in Dai Yueheng's mind, physically exploding his head, with brain matter and blood splattering everywhere.

The flesh and blood that flew towards Huo Dongxue were blocked by her shield. However, the defenseless Dai Hao was directly hit by his son's remains, some of which even entered his mouth, which was open in despair but not yet closed.

"How does it taste, the flesh of your son?" Huo Dongxue's sinister voice rang in Dai Hao's ears.

Dai Hao, already nauseous, choked up further at her words.

Seeing Dai Hao's miserable state, nearly vomiting even his bile, delighted Huo Dongxue.

"Dai Yueheng—!!" The duchess finally snapped out of her shock, screaming in grief. Dai Yueheng's headless body had already fallen to the ground, his corpse distorted unnaturally due to broken bones.

"Who are you, who are you really!" the duchess cried hysterically at Huo Dongxue.

"I am Huo Dongxue, Huo Yun'er's daughter," Huo Dongxue replied calmly, seemingly enjoying the duchess's grief. "Before that, I was known as Huo Yuhao."

The duchess looked up sharply, staring at Huo Dongxue, and said deliberately, "So it's you, you little wretch—"

She was cut off mid-sentence as Huo Dongxue slapped her across the face from afar.

Huo Dongxue flicked her pristine hand dismissively, "Old hag, watch your tone. You're in no position to speak so freely before me."

Besides the dying Dai Hao, only the duchess was still conscious.

The duchess looked around frantically. The two Title Douluos, the five Soul Douluos, and about a dozen Soul Saints were all rolling their eyes, foaming at the mouth, their bodies twitching violently. Unbeknownst to them, they had already fallen into Huo Dongxue's Infernal Hell, trapped in excruciating pain. If not for Huo Dongxue's intervention, Dai Hao would have died in agony within that mental prison.

As for the others, weak from old age or not even Title Douluos, how could they hope to escape from such a hell?

"How could this happen..." The duchess finally felt terror, the icy aura emanating from Huo Dongxue signifying a clear threat to her life.

"If these are all the powerhouses of the White Tiger Duke's residence, and they die," Huo Dongxue sneered coldly, her eyes gleaming chillingly.

Then, the White Tiger Duke's residence would completely lose its foundation. Forget competing with the Xing Luo Empire for the throne; survival itself would be uncertain! Over the years, while Dai Hao held the frontier, he had made countless enemies.

The duchess understood all too well.

"No, you can't do this!"

Ignoring her hysteria, Huo Dongxue gracefully approached the duchess, lifting her chin with the tip of her high-heeled shoe, forcing her to look directly into her eyes.

"Old hag, weren't you always jealous? Didn't you always scheme for power?" Huo Dongxue looked down upon her, a small smile playing on her lips. "Well, I'm going to entertain you now."

The duchess's pupils contracted in fear, not knowing what Huo Dongxue intended but sure it wasn't anything pleasant.

Huo Dongxue raised her hand and gestured, pulling two figures to the ground before her with a swift motion.

One was a young man resembling Dai Yueheng, and the other a cold-looking woman with an explosive figure. Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.

"Dai Huabin, we meet again!" Huo Dongxue grinned, her teeth gleaming menacingly.

Dai Huabin felt a wetness in his lower body as the smell of urine slowly spread. He had been hiding, watching his formidable father maimed, his arch-nemesis Dai Yueheng's head blown off, and his mother humiliated under Huo Dongxue's foot.

Now, it was his turn.

At this moment, Dai Huabin eerily calmed, remembering Huo Yuhao, and recalling how he and his mother, Huo Yun'er, had been tormented and beaten.

He knew Huo Dongxue would never let him go.

"I regret not killing you when I killed that wretched woman!" Dai Huabin said bitterly.

Huo Dongxue remained calm against his accusation, intent only on revenge, and not provoked into killing him hastily.

Dai Huabin's ploy failed.

Sometimes, death is not the hardest to accept. A fate worse than death is.

"This is your fiancée, Zhu Lu, right? Are you married yet?" Huo Dongxue suddenly asked Zhu Lu.

Zhu Lu, already scared senseless, shook her head involuntarily. The Dou Soul Great Tournament had just ended when the Sun Moon Empire started the war, and with the upheaval from Dai Qianjue's wedding, they had had no time for a wedding.

Huo Dongxue clapped her hands with a smile, "Good, very good. It seems Miss Zhu Lu hasn't been touched by Dai Huabin yet."

"Then, let your elders have a taste of your fiancée first. I'm sure you wouldn't mind, right?"

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu froze, then horror spread across their faces.

"No, I—"

"Ah!!!" Before Zhu Lu could speak, she was surrounded and pinned down by the White Tiger Duke's residence's powerhouses controlled by Huo Dongxue, their screams and the sounds of fabric tearing filling the air.

Dai Huabin stared blankly at Zhu Lu's plight, forced by Huo Dongxue's soul power to watch everything clearly.

As he watched Zhu Lu being violated, her fair skin marked with bloody scratches, her face contorted in fear and pain, tears rolled down Dai Huabin's cheeks.

"Lulu... Lulu..."

His hoarse, barely audible sobs filled the air.

Huo Dongxue watched Zhu Lu's despair and Dai Huabin's agony, her smile widening.

"Good, that's right, ha ha ha ha!" Huo Dongxue laughed maniacally, her hatred intensifying. "Dai Huabin, see? This is the return I bring you, ha ha ha, do you like it? This is all you deserve!"

"But we're not done yet!"

"My rage will ignite even your soul!" (End of chapter)