aircannonsinc Chapter 510 Leng Yaozhu: Our Ancestor is so adorable; just a little bit of hardship; the Shura and D
Chapter 510 Leng Yaozhu: Our Ancestor is so adorable; just a little bit of hardship; the Shura and D
Chapter 510 Leng Yaozhu: Our Ancestor is so adorable; just a little bit of hardship; the Shura and Destruction seeking amusement.
Leng Yaozhu, who had been quietly watching all this, spoke up at the opportune moment.
"Our ancestor was indeed a gentle person. Just like Yali said, he always liked to shoulder all the difficult things by himself."
Just like how she was able to become the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda despite all the opposition, if Huo Yuhao hadn't taken the initiative to step in and resolve the most difficult issue beforehand...
How could she so easily fulfill her family's long-cherished wish of thousands of years and take over the power of the Spirit Pagoda?
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, feeling rather helpless.
"Ignoring other people's wishes and forcibly taking on everything is not what you call gentleness at all."
After saying that, Huo Yuhao quickened his pace as if he had done something wrong and walked into the conference building ahead.
Leng Yaozhu watched the white-haired boy's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Even though our ancestor was always surrounded by so many lovely girls, his occasional awkward moments were incredibly cute and had a unique charm.
She finally understood why Ya Li loved Huo Yuhao to the point of being willing to give up everything.
After all, for women of their age, Huo Yuhao's unintentional display of contrasting behavior was something they simply couldn't resist, and they couldn't help but want to tease him.
Meanwhile, inside the Haotian Sect's headquarters.
Tang Hao stood on the outer corridor of the Ascension Pavilion, gazing down into the distance.
There, the disciples of the Haotian Sect were using the Ascension Pavilion as the core area to continuously inscribe the modified core array patterns of the Blood River God-Slaying Array, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
His grip on the railing tightened involuntarily, clearly indicating his intense excitement.
Currently, Poseidon has been successfully tricked away from Douluo Star by the fake message from the God of Asura that Xiao San had previously forged.
Inside the Ascension Pavilion beneath his feet, a large amount of faith power that Xiao San had secretly retained when he took control of the central authority of the God Realm was already secretly sealed away.
If the Blood River God-Slaying Array is activated normally afterward, and Xiao San's soul returns and re-inherits the Asura Godhood, then he can rightfully regain the position of God King by relying on the power of thought within the Ascension Pavilion.
For this reason, except when necessary to safeguard the grand plan, Tang Hao dared not use the hidden mental power within the Ascension Pavilion, for fear of affecting this crucial plan to revive the mistress.
Otherwise, when Dai Mubai and the others fled from the God Realm and descended to the Douluo Plane, their divine power was completely depleted.
Compare.
He could have easily restored them to their original state long ago with the help of the immense mental power within the Ascension Pavilion, so why are they still slowly recovering now?
Thinking of this, Tang Hao sensed the presence of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were rapidly approaching him through the illusion array surrounding the Haotian Sect, and a calm smile appeared on his face.
It just feels like everything has been going according to his wishes lately.
The lingering fear in their hearts caused by the God of Destruction vanished completely.
In a flash, Tang Hao reappeared in the main hall of Haotian Fortress.
As he greeted Dai and Ma, who had just entered the hall, he immediately put on a somewhat ashamed expression and sighed, "My two nephews, you have worked so hard for the mistress, and you have even been branded with all sorts of heartless accusations by those politicians of the Douluo Federation."
As your uncle, watching from the sidelines, I truly felt incredibly guilty and ashamed towards you all.
"Uncle, you are mistaken. You are being too polite. I remember all the life-and-death experiences we brothers went through together."
Besides, if it weren't for that mistress, I probably would have died long ago, and I wouldn't have become a god later on.
Compared to Ma Hongjun, who seemed hesitant and silent, Dai Mubai appeared completely unfazed by the recent events, showing no signs of psychological pressure.
"The Douluo Continent has been ruled by the barbarians of the Sun Moon Empire for so long. Under the weight of national and personal hatred, it is an immense honor for these mortals to sacrifice their lives to contribute to Xiao San's resurrection plan!"
As for the so-called Douling Empire, when it fled to the New World, its population totaled less than three thousand. In order to quickly reproduce and preserve their bloodline, they even allowed the irrational practice of inbreeding.
Such blatant disregard for human ethics and moral principles tarnishes the orthodoxy of the Douluo people, and they deserve to die!
At this point, Dai Mubai felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
After all, the Dai and Zhu families had been linked by marriage for generations, and their bloodlines had long been intertwined.
While it hasn't reached the exaggerated level of direct incest, it's clear that it still has some impact.
The thought that he himself might be a product of this almost deformed bloodline system filled Dai Mubai with rage.
Another wicked glint appeared in Dai Mubai's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "History has always been written by the victors! As long as the mistress can be resurrected, all these criticisms are nothing but a bit of hardship!"
"Once my brothers and I join forces and restore order to Douluo Star, I'll see who dares to gossip behind our backs and speak ill of our merits and demerits."
"Good, good, good, a little bit of hardship indeed! It's lucky for Xiao San to have you guys as his brothers."
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao clapped his hands excitedly and laughed heartily, repeatedly praising the gesture.
He then gestured for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun to sit down, while he himself, seated at the head of the table, picked up his wine bowl and said boldly, "Come, this cup of wine is a toast to my two nephews on behalf of Xiao San. Cheers!"
After a few rounds of drinks, Dai Mubai finally couldn't contain his doubts and asked, "Uncle, Fatty told me earlier that the white-haired boy who forcibly sealed me away wasn't actually Huo Yuhao, but the God of Destruction. How is that possible?"
Dai Mubai simply refused to believe this claim, after all, he had personally fought with that white-haired youth and had clearly seen many of Huo Yuhao's usual moves in the fight.
Of course, more importantly, the white-haired youth fused his martial soul with that of a woman from the Dai family right in front of him.
If he really is the god of destruction, wouldn't that be like secretly cheating on the goddess of life?
Tang Hao frowned slightly, put down the wine bowl in his hand, and remained silent for a moment before slowly explaining, "My two nephews, as Xiao San's brothers who would risk their lives for her, I shouldn't keep this from you any longer now—"
As Tang Hao slowly recounted Tang San's current situation, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's expressions changed repeatedly.
Neither of them could have imagined that the truth would be so complicated.
"————So this time it's not a traditional resurrection of the mistress, but rather to forcibly pull the mistress's soul back to Douluo Continent from a star system that is unknown how far away it is."
According to Xiao San, Huo Yuhao was also in the same place. Even Xiao San himself only managed to make some contact with me across the endless starry sky by relying on the residual power of the Asura Godhead.
In this situation, what makes Huo Yuhao think he can come back? Of course, it doesn't matter whether the white-haired boy is Huo Yuhao or the God of Destruction.
As long as the mistress can come back, all of this is just an obstacle to be cleared away.
At this point, Tang Hao's tiger-like eyes instantly flashed with a chillingly fierce light.
He hadn't forgotten that Ah Yin was still in the hands of that white-haired boy.
Even on countless nights, he dared not imagine what kind of inhuman torture and retribution Ah Yin would suffer after falling into enemy hands.
Seeing Tang Hao's out-of-control appearance, with his eyes red and his breath coming in short gasps, Ma Hongjun, who had been quiet all along, immediately spoke up to change the subject: "Uncle, since that's how things are, then when the Holy Spirit Cult returns to Douluo Continent with the newly collected soul power, can we directly activate the great formation and bring Third Brother back?"
"Not enough."
Tang Hao suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and responded slowly and calmly.
"This improved Blood River God-Slaying Array will be activated with the Asura Godhead as the core of the array."
To simultaneously activate the power of the Asura Godhead on both sides and thereby establish a stable interdimensional passage, Harosa must be used as the catalyst to activate the grand formation.
That's why I wanted my two nephews to come back and help me as soon as possible.
After a brief pause, his gaze grew even colder.
"As you all know, I am unable to leave the Haotian Sect too far due to the backlash from the plane's consciousness. And I suspect that Harosa has probably realized something and is considering retreating."
Since the last major explosion in Tiandou City, I have been unable to contact him. However, he still bears the divine test mark bestowed upon him, and his exact location remains within my grasp.
Therefore, I need my two nephews to make a trip and ensure that he is brought back to the Haotian Sect unharmed.
Although he spoke calmly, the chill in Tang Hao's tone was icy and bone-chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance.
Clearly, Harosa, as a sacrifice to activate the interdimensional array, is destined for a terrible end.
But things had already progressed to this point, and they had no way out. The two nodded in tacit agreement and responded in unison.
"Uncle, rest assured, we brothers will take care of this matter."
Seeing this, Tang Hao's smile widened. He picked up his wine bowl again and laughed loudly, "Xiao San is truly fortunate to have two such loyal and devoted brothers by his side. Today is a joyous occasion, let's raise a big toast! Cheers!"
On the desolate moon outside Douluo Star.
Shura God and the others were somewhat surprised to see Poseidon suddenly fly away from Douluo Star and head into the depths of the universe without looking back.
Exchanging bewildered glances, the Asura God subconsciously stroked his chin, a thoughtful look in his eyes. He then turned to the green-clad woman beside him and asked, "Life, didn't your successor say they had already begun preparations to deal with Tang Hao? But why did Bo Saidong suddenly leave Douluo Star? Did he sense some danger and prepare to desert before the battle?"
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Life rolled her eyes in annoyance and replied with a hint of helplessness and complaint, "If it weren't for our prior agreement, do you think I would have been happy to stay here and keep up with your nonsense?"
"If you really want to know what happened, just go into Douluo Star and see for yourself, or go catch up with Bo Saidong and ask him directly. Why bother speculating here?"
They originally thought that after they had dealt with the Abyss Saint King, Tang Hao and the others in the Douluo plane wouldn't be able to cause much trouble.
But the massive explosion in Doucheng that day, with its shocking casualty figures, still deeply wounded the compassionate and kind heart of the Goddess of Life.
If it weren't for the fact that the victims could be resurrected later, which slightly alleviated the goddess of life's guilt...
She really wanted to grab the Asura God by the neck and slap this shameless guy twice to stop him from continuing to act so recklessly.
"Oh dear, how can you say that?"
The Asura God, however, seemed indifferent and even waved his hand, saying, "Back then, I was the one who expended a great deal of effort to awaken your two remnant souls that were about to dissipate and to help you reshape your divine bodies."
Then, enduring loneliness, they remained in this godforsaken place for over two thousand years. Now, we're finally about to see the climax of this affair; how can it not be complete without some more fun to spice things up?
After shaking his head for a while, he changed the subject and said, "However, once we enter the interior of Douluo Star, we still have to seal a portion of our original divine power to avoid being rejected by the plane's rules, which is really too troublesome."
I'd better just follow Poseidon and see what he's rushing off to."
Having said that, the Asura God transformed into a dark red streak of light, instantly tearing through the void and speeding off in the direction Poseidon had left.
Seeing this, the God of Destruction immediately shouted, "Shura, don't be in such a hurry, wait for me, I also want to go and see if there's anything fun to be found."
Before the words were finished, the God of Destruction also transformed into a stream of light, following closely behind the God of Asura, and disappeared into the vast universe.
Watching the two of them act like children, Rong Nianbing, who had been standing at the back, twitched the corner of her mouth and sighed softly.
"The God of Destruction's change in temperament is truly astonishing. Even after so much time, it's still hard to fully adapt to this abrupt change."
"It's good that Xiao Zi is like this. At least she lives a clear-headed life now, unlike before when she was in the God Realm, when she carried those responsibilities every day and lived such a hard life."
The goddess of life smiled gently and said with a sigh.
"And you should be glad, glad that Xiao Zi's current state of mind is closer to this playful state. Otherwise, with his rigid temperament in the past, he would definitely have caused trouble for your disciple."
Upon hearing this, Rong Nianbing was speechless for a moment, and after a long while, she shook her head with a wry smile.
"Indeed, it seems that the destruction of the divine realm was not entirely a bad thing for the God of Destruction."