chsdbacks Chapter 105 Wang Dong? Tang Wutong! Filial Piety Between Father and Son
Chapter 105 Wang Dong? Tang Wutong! Filial Piety Between Father and Son
Chapter 105 Wang Dong? Tang Wutong! Filial Piety Between Father and Son
The Dugu clan lives and breathes poison.
His skills in poisons and medicine were unparalleled.
Huo Yuhao watched as the girl in front of him made her choice, nodded, and pointed a finger, sending a wisp of spiritual light onto her smooth, fair forehead.
This is precisely the basic technique of soul cultivation.
If one day this lonely young woman gains some insight, she might be able to deduce a method for the soul to cultivate itself.
However, to achieve this condition...
Talent, luck, and opportunity are all indispensable.
A highly intelligent soul is a threshold.
"Thank you, Tower Master. I will follow the Spirit Pagoda to the death." Sensing the swelling of knowledge in her mind, the young girl's eyes reddened slightly. She knelt on one knee to show her loyalty.
For tens of thousands of years.
Although there is a method for obtaining soul bones, there is still a limit to the accumulation of toxins. A ten-thousand-year soul bone can only extend their lifespan by ten years, and then the soul bone is useless and cannot be passed on to the next person.
This explains why no Dugu clan appeared in this era.
They've long since stopped caring about themselves.
"Okay, go to the ninth floor and find Su Tong. She'll take care of everything for you."
After seeing off the lonely girl.
Only Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong remained in the room.
Compared to his hesitant and awkward demeanor with Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao was extremely cautious, his Mauser ready to fire.
Wang Dong is, after all, Tang San's daughter.
There might be this little scoundrel around.
"Tower Master, I'm very sorry for what happened before." After a long while, Wang Dong bowed and said with a face full of apology.
He also knew what had happened recently.
Whenever he encounters Huo Yuhao, he always loses his mind.
At first, he also wondered if the other party had put some kind of curse on him.
For this reason, he also visited the Haotian Sect.
But there were no problems.
Afterwards, he remained in a daze until now, when he came to the Spirit Pagoda and settled down here.
At first, he was also worried about meeting Huo Yuhao.
But in reality, it's all wishful thinking.
As the master of the Spirit Pagoda, Huo Yuhao has many things to do every day. Now that everything is on track, he rarely comes out anymore.
until today.
He felt that Huo Yuhao's arrival was specifically aimed at him.
"It's alright, this wasn't your fault. Sit down." Huo Yuhao glanced at Wang Dong, then took out a piece of paper and began to trace the mark left by the God of Destruction during the divine test.
"that----"
Wang Dong was about to say something when he found that Huo Yuhao was completely absorbed in his own affairs, looking extremely serious. He didn't want to disturb him, so he could only watch silently from the side.
Waiting for Huo Yuhao to finish.
The first test of the gods was to imprint a divine mark on Wang Dong.
This problem can be difficult in some ways, and simple in others.
If they simply drew the design on Wang Dong's forehead, it might be easy, but Huo Yuhao couldn't afford to gamble on the unknown consequences.
Therefore, he prepared to inscribe a divine mark upon it.
Then have him stick it on his forehead.
That's what Huo Yuhao thought, and that's what he did.
But the idea and the practice were completely different.
This divine seal looks simple, but drawing it consumes a lot of mental and spiritual energy. If you pause even for a moment, you will fail.
In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Huo Yuhao failed eighteen times.
"It needs to be drawn in one stroke; both mental and spiritual power need to be evenly distributed—"
Huo Yuhao reviewed the reasons for his previous failures, his heterochromatic eyes flickered slightly, and he began to write again.
This time I'll start writing.
It went exceptionally smoothly.
In a mysterious way, Huo Yuhao felt as if he were in a special place, his mind and thoughts were completely relaxed, and his whole body felt light and at ease.
If this is still considered a fantasy world, then this is a state of sudden enlightenment.
In the world of martial arts, this is the fleeting moment between heaven and man.
By the time Huo Yuhao came to his senses, the divine seal had already been carved, covered with pitch-black patterns, resembling a ferocious demon.
"Wang Dong." Huo Yuhao glanced at the sleeping figure and called out softly.
"Aaaaaah!?"
Hearing someone call his name, Wang Dong turned over and prepared to go back to sleep, but suddenly remembered that he was with Huo Yuhao. He instantly woke up, looked up at the half-smiling face, and his face turned bright red.
He actually fell asleep!?
"I have a talisman here that can enhance one's spirit, but it's for testing purposes. Could you please try it on me?" Huo Yuhao asked, taking out the divine seal.
"Uh-huh?"
"I'm the test subject!"
Wang Dong was stunned, looking at Huo Yuhao in disbelief.
He wants to be a guinea pig?!
"Don't worry, at most it will just cause some mental strain, there won't be any danger to your life." Huo Yuhao tried to soften his tone as much as possible, afraid that the other party would disagree.
"This—" Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, his gaze subconsciously falling on the gleaming badge in front of him. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward. "Alright, Tower Master, what should we do?"
"It's very simple, just stick it on your forehead."
Within Wang Dong's spiritual sea, Tang San, still observing, stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar divine seal and muttered to himself, "What exactly is this? Why does it feel so familiar?"
"Could this be yet another incomplete relic left behind by my Tang Sect in the Douluo Continent?"
Indeed, in Tang San's view, the fact that this chosen one of destiny had researched soul spirits and various things similar to those in his previous life made him wonder if Huo Yuhao was actually from the same place as him in his previous life.
Otherwise, how could such a thing exist in the Douluo Continent?
Just as Tang San was still trying to flatter himself, a cool divine seal was affixed to Wang Dong's forehead.
In an instant.
A stream of jet-black to purplish-black energy continuously emerged from it.
If this isn't what Obata looks like.
Huo Yuhao might have even thought it was the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"Tower Master, why are you hiding so far away?" At this moment, Wang Dong sensed that there was nothing wrong with himself. His eyes fell on the man wearing scarlet armor and holding Mausers of different lengths in his hands. He couldn't help but feel angry.
Is this what you mean by no danger?
So fully armed, and even unleashing the full power of a Soul Saint, what the hell are those scarlet soul rings under his feet?
Huo Yuhao did not respond to this.
At this moment, he was closely monitoring the situation with Snow Emperor, Bear King, and Ice Bear King through mental sharing.
If anything unusual is detected, take immediate action to suppress it.
After all, this was a hidden trick left behind by the God King Tang San.
We can't afford to be careless.
Furthermore, Huo Yuhao attached a wisp of his spiritual power to Di Tian's Reverse Scale, preparing to summon the Divine Dragon at any time to start a great battle.
"Tower Master!!!"
Just as Wang Dong roared loudly, his spiritual sea trembled violently, and an aura unique to the God King permeated it.
"Knock knock knock knock!"
Wang Dong's body was being pulled and stretched in a bizarre way, as if something was fighting inside him.
fight?
Yes!
The God of Destruction, through the divine seal he left behind, allowed a wisp of his divine consciousness to invade Wang Dong's spiritual sea.
"You are the god of destruction!??"
When Tang San saw the God of Destruction, he completely collapsed.
How is this possible?!
He did it so discreetly.
"Tang San, you knowingly broke the law. Your original body has already been suppressed to outer space. As for you, die!"
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The God of Destruction pulled out his ultimate artifact and walked towards Tang San with a smile.
"What are you going to do?!"
"Why are you holding such a powerful weapon?!"
"Don't come any closer!"
"Awoooooo!!!"
I don't know how much time has passed.
There was no movement from the outside world.
Huo Yuhao and the others remained on guard.
But there was no lockdown.
Because he was afraid it would create an unexpected situation.
It was all attributed to the talisman.
"it's over."
Suddenly, a sigh rang out.
A phantom human figure appeared in the room, wearing a large purple cloak that covered his head.
Only two red lights could be vaguely seen flickering within the cloak, but his face was not visible. Within the cloak, there seemed to be an endless, profound, and terrifying aura.
Under the cloak was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with short, dark red hair that stood up like steel needles, and eyes that gleamed red. He was extremely handsome.
Seeing the nine-ringed purplish-black halo, Huo Yuhao knew it was the God of Destruction. He cupped his hands slightly and said, "This humble one, Huo Yuhao, greets the God of Destruction."
"Well, thank you for this time." The God of Destruction smiled, but he looked somewhat horrified.
Clearly, he hadn't laughed in a long time.
"It's only right." Huo Yuhao shook his head and put away his equipment.
Since the God of Destruction survived, then that little bastard should already be dead.
"You've passed the first test of the gods."
"As the God-King, I will not interfere unless other gods are involved. After that, it's up to you."
The God of Destruction glanced at the hidden snowfield and Xiong Jun, then calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Dong, silently reciting words that were incomprehensible to others.
With each recitation, his figure became even more ethereal.
It seemed as if it would vanish in the next second.
Wang Dong's eyes trembled slightly as he slowly opened them, staring at the unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling before him, and murmured to himself, "Who am I?"
"Where am I!?"
"Am I not in the realm of gods?"
With just one simple sentence, Huo Yuhao knew that this was no longer Wang Dong, but Tang Wutong.
This is clearly the work of the God of Destruction.
"My child, I have repaired your soul and unlocked your sealed memories. I hope I can see you again in the realm of the gods."
The God of Destruction nodded at Tang Wutong and then vanished completely into the air under her dazed gaze.
Countless sparkling points of light drifted out, passing through the figures of Huo Yuhao, Xue Di, and Xiong Jun, before soaring into the sky.
A loud bang.
A torrential downpour began in the area encompassing a million li (approximately 667 square kilometers) around Luoyang.
This was a heavy rain without strong winds, and with each drop it fell, the life force of this region intensified, and countless living beings were nourished by this downpour.
Although there was no significant level increase.
But it gives living beings even greater potential.
This is perhaps what it means when a whale falls, and all things come to life.
"Uncle!" Wang Dong—no, now perhaps she could be called Tang Wutong—her eyes glistening with tears, looked out the window at the pattering rain, and said in a choked voice, "I—I'm sorry."
No one knows what she experienced in the realm of gods.
She is the daughter of one of the five great god kings, the god of asura and the god of sea, Tang San. She was pampered from a young age and became the most untouchable person in the god realm.
She lived a life of leisure, traveling and enjoying nature, free from worldly strife, and enjoying an endless lifespan, while also making many friends.
Among them, the God of Destruction and the God of Life treated her even better, seemingly regarding her as their own daughter.
I thought we could live like this forever.
But one day, her soul was extracted by her own father, torn into three pieces, and thrown into the vast and boundless lower realm, Douluo Star, where there was no substance for immortality.
Looking back on this period of time, she realized that all these changes in herself were because of her father.
He treated her this way solely for Huo Yuhao's sake.
For the chosen one.
Her biological father treated her worse than anyone else.
How could this not break her heart?
"Aaaaaah!"
Tang Wutong burst into tears.
Faced with this situation, Huo Yuhao didn't know how to comfort him, so he calmly sat aside and silently sipped his tea.
He neither liked nor disliked Tang Wutong.
As long as they don't provoke me, we'll live in peace.
In the shadows, Xue Di and Xiong Jun sensed the changes within themselves, exchanged a glance, and breathed a sigh of relief.
No one knew that they sensed the approach of death when the God of Destruction looked down upon them.
It was as if the other party could kill with just a slight raise of their hand.
This is the god.
Even in this entrance hall sewer, the limitation of social status remains an insurmountable chasm.
[The first test of the Divine Trial has been completed, therefore the Soul Ring has gained an additional ten thousand years of cultivation.]
As a voice appeared, Huo Yuhao's aura surged instantly.
He could feel himself becoming stronger.
Although his soul power level is still 70, his overall strength has doubled. It seems that once he finds his seventh soul ring, he should be able to cross the Soul Douluo realm soon.
According to his estimate, it would only take about half a year to reach the title of Douluo.
With a year's time, and considering the quality of his spirit rings, he should be able to reach the Limit Douluo level.
This is Huo Gua's potential.
[Second Trial by the Gods: Destroy the Tang Sect and receive a divinely bestowed Soul Ring.]
Just then, a familiar voice rang out, and Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile.
This is really timely.
Tang Clan?
They're just two little ones.
With his strength, he could easily kill him. The only thing he needs to be careful about is that killing someone at Shrek Academy is somewhat dangerous, so he needs to make proper preparations.
At this point in time, the Shrek Seven Devils will participate in the Advanced Soul Master Competition, and Bei Bei should also participate. At that time, we can have our clones inscribe teleportation arrays and go directly there to annihilate them at an astonishing speed.
As for Tang Ya, the leader of the Tang Clan...
In the original story, he should have become an evil soul master, but it's unclear whether he'll go to his old Tang Sect site to ambush and kill them, and then it'll be all over.
Just as Huo Yuhao was lost in thought, Tang Wutong, who had cried until her voice was hoarse, looked at the figure with his head down with red eyes, struggled to get up and walked over.
"Master, may I stay here?"
"As the inheritor of the God of Destruction, and having a grudge against Tang San, you're bound to clash with him in the future. Can I join you?"
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