Chapter 106 Master, what are you doing?
After some drawing, Huo Yuhao and the 100,000-year-old dark mandala were already surrounded by circles and layers of magic runes, numbering no less than a hundred inside and outside.

Finally, the formation was completed. Alex and the Silver Dragon King retreated to the outermost layer of the formation. They looked at Huo Yuhao and Dark Mantuo at the same time with extremely serious expressions.

The Silver Dragon King took a half step back and signaled Alex to explain the matter to the two parties and the beasts involved.

Electrolux took the lead and said solemnly, "We've already drawn the magic circle. But whether it will succeed depends on you two. Remember not to waver or show any negative emotions during this process."

Huo Yuhao nodded gently, his expression calm, showing no sign of nervousness. The Dark Mandragora beside him also shook its inky black blossoms, emitting sounds like a child's babbling.

"I understand. I listen to the Lord's words."

The Silver Dragon King nodded. This Dark Mandragora was a plant-type soul beast that had cultivated to the level of 100,000 years. It had not had much experience before. Its basic daily routine was to turn over the compost when an external enemy came, and then go to sleep.
Therefore, its mind is like that of a toddler who has just begun to learn to speak. It does not know right from wrong, and cannot distinguish between male and female. It can be said to have a pure heart, a blank sheet of paper, without any impurities at all.

When Emperor Tian first found him, the Silver Dragon King was a little surprised. This child was simply the best test subject prepared for them.
Influenced by the aura of the Silver Dragon King, Dark Mandala did not show any emotional fluctuations. Just like being thirsty and wanting to drink water, he listened to her orders very naturally and began to prepare.

When everything was ready, Alex continued, "Yuhao! And Mandragora! Place your foreheads and pistils together! Communicate your spiritual powers!"

Huo Yuhao raised his head and looked at the dark mandala flower rising into the air.

At this moment, the irregular pentagonal, pitch-black, funnel-shaped strange flower also gently descended and touched his forehead.

The next moment, the complex hexagram magic circle gradually lit up, and circles of strange runes began to rise, circling around their bodies, and soft mental fluctuations, soul power fluctuations, and blood fluctuations began to resonate.

The silver-gray-white Moon Death Scythe also emerged with its shadow, and the silver-white power of the moon also outlined an extraordinary silver-white moon rune between Huo Yuhao and the Dark Mandala.

The whole process was somewhat similar to absorbing a soul ring. Huo Yuhao was constantly absorbing something from the Dark Mandala, and the Dark Mandala's vitality was constantly weakening, but no soul ring appeared on its body.

Both the Silver Dragon King and Alex were a little nervous at this time, because the next important step was about to come!

The Moon Rune that had just emerged instantly fell, disappeared into the corolla of the Dark Mandala, and merged into the opponent's soul!

The next moment, the entire Dark Mandragora withered madly, turning into ashes in an instant and falling to the ground. Only a silver-white ball of light flew out from it, instantly transforming into two flying lights!

One of the rays landed on Huo Yuhao's right hand, while the other instantly knocked open his tightly closed Three Stars Eye and slipped inside! The light that landed on Huo Yuhao's right hand instantly transformed into a stream of light that alternately flickered between pitch black and silver-white, and began its assault! As the light merged with his right metacarpal bone, an extremely cold and dark aura emerged. This power surged through his right hand and right arm, quickly occupying the entire right arm.

But when it was about to rush out of the right shoulder and attack Huo Yuhao's torso, the extremely cold aura with a gradient of deep purple and ice-blue blocked its way like a solid fortress, sealing it in the entire right arm.

At the same time, the soul of the Dark Mandala was thrown into the Moon Palace in Huo Yuhao's second sea of ​​consciousness in just a moment. The next moment, a Mandala Star Palace with a mandala flower emblem and a gradient of silver and black lit up behind the Death Scythe Star Palace!

At the same time, the shining Eye of Three Stars completely submerged Huo Yuhao's entire body. His right palm connected to his right arm flashed the most dazzling light, and then the silver-white halo drew an extremely complex moon emblem on his arm stroke by stroke.

When everything was over, a cluster of deep purple cloud patterns appeared around the silver-white moon emblem.

At this moment, the star palace of the mandala emblem that had just lit up in Huo Yuhao's second sea of ​​consciousness suddenly burst into an incomparably gorgeous light with a gradient of silver and black!
A tiny embryo slowly grows and develops until it becomes the size of a three-year-old child.
With a melodious and crisp "ding" sound, the embryo suddenly cracked, and then a second crack appeared. Slight "cracking" sounds continued to be heard, and a crack spread out in the shape of a tortoise shell.

With a soft "pop" sound, a small, snow-white, pink hand stretched out from the eggshell. With a flip, the hand grasped a piece of broken eggshell and retracted it. Then, there was another series of "crack, crack, crack" sounds.

Huo Yuhao watched this scene curiously. Beside him were the Silver Dragon King, Alex, and Zhang Lexuan. They all seemed to be expecting something as they watched the tender white little hand repeatedly reaching out, grabbing the eggshell, retracting, and making the "click, click, click" sound.

A tense and exciting feeling, like opening a blind box, emerged in everyone's heart.

As the eggshell, which was a gradient of silver and black, became smaller and smaller, the three-year-old child inside finally revealed her true appearance.

She was an extremely tender little girl, wearing a jet-black formal dress that wrapped her tightly, leaving only her calves, hands and face exposed.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, white and tender, and extremely lustrous. Her long, jet-black hair flowed down, extremely soft, and her eyes were a strange silver-white, with a slight grayish tint in her pupils, giving her an ethereal and transparent temperament.

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at the little girl in front of him, feeling a little overwhelmed. He glanced at the three people around him.
It’s correct, I have the same expression as him!
"Ahem! That Mandragora?" Huo Yuhao called out to her through his mental power.

The little girl gently stuffed the last piece of eggshell into her mouth and began to chew it with a "crunch, crunch" sound. She blinked her big eyes and tilted her head to look at Huo Yuhao, her long eyelashes fanning her like a cattail leaf.

She slowly swallowed, smoothed her chest, and said in her childish voice, "Master, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)