Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Douluo Continent, hidden deep within the ancient family, in a heavily guarded secret laboratory.

Inside the transparent culture tank, the blue-haired youth, Huo Yuhao, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed for countless years.

A rare, clear look of astonishment and disbelief flashed across his deep, star-like eyes.

Through layers of obstacles, his spiritual perception clearly saw and heard the jubilant pulse and essential leap of the entire Douluo Star.

"They actually...chose this path..."

Huo Yuhao spoke softly, his voice slightly hoarse from not speaking for a long time, but more so with a complex and unexpected expression.

"To give back the entire essence of a god-king to the plane that gave birth to him... This courage and vision truly surprised me."

In his mind, the voice of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, filled with relief and joy, immediately rang out:

"See, see, Yuhao, I told you they weren't bad people. Douluo Star only gave him the power of a second-level god back then, but he has now repaid with the power of a whole god-king!"

"What a grand gesture! This truly shows they treat Douluo Star as their own home and are protecting it!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's voice was full of persuasiveness:
"We really don't need to be enemies with them! Look how good they are to Douluo Star! This is like sending charcoal in snowy weather, no, it's like giving them a second life!"

Huo Yuhao remained silent for a long time, the coldness and wariness in his eyes seemingly melting away slightly by the warm evolutionary wave sweeping across the planet.

He sighed almost imperceptibly.

"……hope so."

In the end, he uttered only these three words, which contained too much unsaid and a cautious approach that still required observation.

Then, he closed his eyes again, and his vast spiritual power slowly receded, as if the awakening had exhausted him. His brows showed a deep weariness that was hard to conceal, and he fell back into a semi-sleep state of recuperation.

He guarded the Douluo Continent for a full ten thousand years, standing in an invisible confrontation with the Crimson Domain. The pressure and exhaustion he endured were far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

……

Beyond Douluo Star, on the edge of that chaotic and dangerous star field, lies a mysterious crevice space that is attached to the main plane yet independent of it.

The once empty and lifeless space suddenly began to silently condense, like ink dripped into water, forming a rich, indistinguishable dark red.

Without energy fluctuations or spatial ripples, it naturally and defied common sense to materialize from the void, ultimately outlining a slender yet imposing figure, proudly suspended in the void.

She was a woman in perfect human form.

She was about 1.8 meters tall, with a slender and graceful figure, and her long, dark red hair was like flowing lava, cascading down her back.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, yet it radiated a lustrous and eerie glow.

She wore a dark red long dress, the hem of which moved without wind, as if woven from the purest destructive energy.

From a human aesthetic point of view, she possessed a face that could be described as absolutely beautiful, enough to make the sun and moon pale in comparison.

However, on each side of her smooth cheeks, there was a deep red, complex, and mysterious magic mark.

The demonic runes were not inanimate objects; they were composed of flowing curves and sharp triangles, as if they possessed an independent life, radiating a soft yet unsettling aura.

Her eyes were a deep red, like two top-quality rubies that had been set for countless years. But if you looked closely, you would find that what was reflected in the depths of those red eyes was not the scene in front of you, but the boundless universe and starry sky, the magnificence and desolation of the birth and death of stars.

Her hands hung naturally at her sides, her fingers long and white as spring onions, but her fingertips extended into dark red nails over a foot long, the nails shimmering and exuding an ominous and sharp aura.

She is the ruler of the Crimson Realm, the Crimson Mother!

At this moment, she slowly opened her eyes, which reflected the universe, and her gaze pierced through layers of spatial barriers, landing on the azure planet that was undergoing an astonishing transformation.

"Douluo Star... has actually begun dimensional sublimation?"

Her voice carried a hint of surprise, but more so a cold scrutiny.

"Moreover, the scale and level of this energy... are extraordinary. It actually uses the very essence of a true god-king as its fuel..." "The great and noble Crimson Mother,"

Below, a blurry figure, radiating god-like power, bowed respectfully.

"What should we do next? Should we take this opportunity...?"

"Not much."

The Crimson Mother interrupted her subordinate calmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Keep watching and waiting. Just like for the past ten thousand years, stay outside this barrier and wait patiently until we find that once-in-a-lifetime flaw."

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the outer defenses of Douluo Star, revealing the figure she both hated and feared to the core.

"Huo Yuhao, he's still here."

The Crimson Mother's voice carried a hint of suppressed anger.

"With him as the guardian of this plane, the cost of forcibly breaking in would be too high."

"Don't forget the so-called Holy War six thousand years ago. The natives of Douluo Continent were no match for us. Even the insignificant Abyss Plane that we split off from could pose a devastating threat to them."

Her tone turned icy:

"If Huo Yuhao hadn't intervened at the crucial moment, single-handedly turning the tide of the battle and forcibly protecting Douluo Star, that extraordinary artifact would already be at my disposal!"

"Our Crimson Realm may have already taken that final step!"

The more she recalled it, the more intense the anger and resentment in the Crimson Mother's heart became.

Her fear of Huo Yuhao had penetrated to the bone.

Can she not be afraid?

That was a monster whose strength far surpassed that of an ordinary God-King, and who had even touched the realm of a half-step Supreme God-King!

She just couldn't understand how a tiny Douluo Continent, and the insignificant Douluo Star in the universe, could give birth to such a heaven-defying chosen one of the planes!
It’s so ridiculously strong!
She alone could contend with the entire Crimson Domain, which she had cultivated for countless years and possessed dozens of super-god-level combatants!

As for forcibly breaking through Huo Yuhao's blockade?

The outcome was obvious. Forget about seizing the divine artifact; she herself would likely perish under the opponent's unpredictable mental attacks and spacetime laws.

"In short, we can only continue to wait."

The Crimson Mother suppressed her surging killing intent and coldly repeated.

"As ordered!"

The figure below dared not utter another word and respectfully withdrew.

The Crimson Mother floated alone in the dark red space, her gaze fixed on Douluo Star, as if she could see through everything and see the blue-haired youth who made her grit her teeth.

"Huo Yuhao...you just wait!"

She snorted angrily, suppressing her urge to take immediate action, and ignored the seemingly thriving evolutionary scene on Douluo Star.

In her eyes, which were filled with a devouring desire, the evolution of Douluo Star might not be a bad thing.

"Evolve, evolve to your heart's content..."

A cold, greedy smile curled at the corners of the Crimson Mother's lips.

"Once you complete your evolution and your foundation becomes even richer... at that time, not only will that super artifact belong to me, but all the energy that your planet has accumulated over ten thousand years and nourished by the God King's essence... will also belong to me!"

"To become the final stepping stone for my Crimson Realm to step into the realm of gods!" (End of Chapter)