"Who are we, and what do we want?"
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Young Master Ouyang's lips curled into a lewd smile.
He and his men exchanged glances, their eyes filled with tacit understanding and malevolent amusement.
Young Master Ouyang spoke slowly, his voice laced with mockery:
"Little sister, I'm your brother Ouyang.
Don't be afraid, brother will cherish you." His voice was full of provocation and threat.
Huo Yuhao stood there, watching the lewd glint in Young Master Ouyang's silvery eyes, a surge of intense disgust and chill rising within him.
His face instantly darkened, turning a deep black.
Seeing this, Shui Bing'er, standing behind Huo Yuhao, glared fiercely at Young Master Ouyang and shouted menacingly, "You're not allowed to bully Brother Yuhao! Phoenix, protect me!"
As Shui Bing'er's words fell, a phantom of an ice-blue phoenix appeared behind her.
Seeing this scene, Young Master Ouyang didn't pay much attention.
Instead, he noticed Shui Bing'er's earlier address and asked with a hint of doubt, "You called him 'brother,' so he's a little boy?"
Shui Bing'er replied without hesitation, "That's right, Brother Yuhao is a boy.
What do you want?"
"Hehehe, since he's a little boy, that's even more exciting!
And you two little beauties, I won't leave either of you out.
Tonight, brother will let you experience endless pleasure."
After speaking, Ouyang Yindang didn't hesitate at all and immediately commanded his men to surround Huo Yuhao, Shui Bing'er, and Shui Yue'er like a pack of hungry wolves.
Several of his men, like their master, wore disgusting smirks, their eyes gleaming with lewd light.
They made no attempt to hide their malice and reached out their hands, seemingly wanting to touch Shui Bing'er and the others.
Facing the approaching enemy, Huo Yuhao's face displayed an unusual calmness, a calmness that was almost frightening, like an ancient glacier.
Within Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm silently mourned for those about to face him.
It knew that whenever Huo Yuhao revealed such a chillingly calm expression, those standing before him were doomed to die without exception.
Huo Yuhao's voice was deep and powerful, as if he were talking to himself, yet also as if directly questioning Ouyang Yindang:
"I truly wonder, in broad daylight, how dare you do something so audacious?
Is it ignorance and fearlessness, or is it something you rely on, making you recklessly bold?"
However, Huo Yuhao clearly had no patience to wait for Ouyang Yindang's reply.
A massive, cannon-like soul tool had appeared in his hand.
The cannon's muzzle was dark and menacing, radiating a suffocating chill, and it was aimed directly at one of Ouyang Yindang's subordinates who was approaching.
Huo Yuhao's voice rang out again, this time addressed to Shui Bing'er and Yue'er:
"Bing'er, Yue'er, close your eyes."
The scene that followed was not suitable for them to witness, so before taking any action, Huo Yuhao reminded them to close their eyes to avoid unnecessary fright.
As soon as Huo Yuhao finished speaking, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er immediately felt the tense atmosphere around them, and they quickly closed their eyes.
Then, a deafening roar exploded in the air, as if even the air itself trembled.
Scattered blood, like a torrential rain, soaked the surrounding ground, forming a blood-red mud.
Ouyang Yindang's subordinate, who was at the forefront, had his body blown to pieces and scattered around.
A massive shockwave swept across everything like a raging storm, instantly hurling the remaining subordinates away.
They fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, their fates unknown.
Even Ouyang Yindang, standing a dozen meters away, was thrown to the ground by the force of the shockwave, his body covered in wounds of varying sizes.
His face was blank, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared blankly at Huo Yuhao, who held the soul-guided cannon.
He clearly couldn't comprehend how this iron behemoth could unleash such power.
Huo Yuhao was using a level four fixed-position soul-guided cannon, a weapon of immense power with an effective kill radius of tens of meters.
Although Ouyang Yindang's cultivation had reached the Soul Master level, he was utterly powerless against the aftershocks of the level four fixed-position soul-guided cannon.
At the very moment Huo Yuhao fired, a figure observing from the shadows widened her eyes in disbelief.
This figure exuded the aura of a Soul Saint, and Huo Yuhao had naturally already detected her presence.
Huo Yuhao pondered to himself that the other party was probably there to protect Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er.
He sensed a strong water elemental aura emanating from the Soul Saint, and just moments before, he had clearly felt the opponent unleash killing intent towards Ouyang Yindang.
Behind Huo Yuhao, the Ice and Snow Romance aura surrounding Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er emitted a dazzling light,
clearly helping the two sisters withstand the shockwave's damage.
This light acted like a guardian angel, tightly enveloping the two sisters and ensuring their safety.
Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er's hearts raced as their ears picked up the continuous explosions around them.
The sounds echoed like thunder, making them instinctively want to open their eyes.
However, just as they were about to do so, Huo Yuhao gently covered their eyes with his hand, blocking their vision.
"Be good, turn around first, and open your eyes after you've turned around. Don't look back.
I'll take you away after I've dealt with things here," Huo Yuhao's gentle voice whispered in the sisters' ears.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, though filled with curiosity and unease, obediently turned around.
Huo Yuhao quickly put away his fixed-mount soul-guided cannon and took out the only level 5 soul-guided weapon he had ever made—the Ice Crystal Sword—from his storage soul-guided device.
This sword was a masterpiece he and Xue Di had completed together over that month.
Huo Yuhao held the Ice Crystal Sword, its blade emitting a faint blue light, as if it could freeze everything.
He walked step by step toward Ouyang Yindang, his eyes filled with icy coldness, without the slightest hesitation or pity.
Seeing Huo Yuhao approaching, Ouyang Yindang's face immediately contorted with terror.
His body had been severely injured in the previous battle; his meridians had been shattered by the impact, and he could barely support himself.
Ouyang Yindang tried to stand up and release his martial spirit, but found himself powerless, forced to watch helplessly as Huo Yuhao drew closer, the ice crystal sword gleaming coldly in the sunlight, foreshadowing his impending doom.
"You, you can't kill me! You absolutely can't kill me!
If you kill me, you'll never live! Do you even know who my uncle is?"
Ouyang Yindang's voice trembled with a hint of hysterical madness, his eyes filled with fear and despair, as if grasping at a last straw in the shadow of death.
Under the shadow of death, Ouyang Yindang immediately screamed wildly at Huo Yuhao, his voice echoing eerily in the empty valley.
His body trembled with fear, sweat mingled with the dirt, and his face was etched with terror and resentment.
Hearing Ouyang Yindang's words, Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, a smile tinged with disdain and coldness:
"I'd like to know, who exactly is this so-called cousin of yours?
How can you have such audacity to act so recklessly in broad daylight?"
Huo Yuhao's voice was calm and deep, as if he were scrutinizing the performance of a clown.
"My cousin is Prince Xuexing, the younger brother of the current emperor!
I, Ouyang Yindang, am also a member of the royal family, a hereditary marquis!
If you dare kill me, there will be no place for you in this world!
If you dare kill me, your entire family will be exterminated by the royal army, without exception!"