Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao's Dual Transmigration into the Peerless Dragon King

The moment Huo Yuhao finished speaking, everyone felt a sudden brightness before their eyes.

A nine-colored beam of light descended from the sky without warning, like an inverted Milky Way, enveloping Huo Yuhao entirely.

The pillar of light was composed of nine pure divine lights interwoven together: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold, and white. They blended and flowed endlessly, exuding an indescribable sacredness under the sunlight.

This beam of light did not exude any earth-shattering pressure, but it inspired an irresistible awe from the depths of one's soul, clearly an absolute crushing on a different level.

There were several powerful figures from ancient and powerful sects in the square who had seen records of becoming gods in their sect's ancient books and secret texts.

Witnessing it firsthand, they quickly recognized that this nine-colored pillar of light must be the legendary guiding light descended from the divine realm.

The color of the guiding light directly corresponds to the rank of the deity, and the nine-colored divine light corresponds to the supreme position of the god-king.

Only at this moment did they truly understand that the divine position Huo Yuhao inherited actually originated from the God King!

The towering, nine-colored pillar of light did not last long. After about a dozen breaths, it slowly receded like a tide, eventually disappearing completely into the clouds.

Along with the guiding light, Huo Yuhao's figure also disappeared.

After the pillar of light disappeared, the solemn atmosphere that had been pressing down on everyone in the square eased somewhat.

The quiet was finally broken, and whispers began to rise from the crowd.

Xuanzi, standing at the front of the crowd, looked up at the sky, his gaze lingering on the direction where the nine-colored pillar of light had disappeared.

After a long silence, he murmured, "When will Shrek Academy... produce another god?"

Cai Meier, standing beside him, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back and could only remain silent with her lips pursed.

But in her heart, she sighed quietly.

Let alone producing another god, the academy doesn't even have a single Limit Douluo right now, so restoring its former glory seems like a pipe dream.

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The sea of ​​clouds surged beneath my feet, the layers of mist seemingly alive, sometimes stretching out, sometimes gathering, changing into countless shapes as they rolled and tumbled.

A dense concentration of primordial energy permeated every inch of the air, so rich it was almost tangible, seeping into every part of the body with each breath.

If a Soul Master who has just entered the Title Douluo level came here, he probably wouldn't need to cultivate. Just absorbing a few breaths of this concentration of Heaven and Earth Yuan Power would be enough to directly raise his Soul Power by one level.

This place is no ordinary place; it is the realm of gods.

Guided by the nine-colored light of guidance, Huo Yuhao stepped from Douluo Continent into this completely different world.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was standing on a platform made of white jade, and in front of him stood a middle-aged man dressed in a white robe.

He leaned slightly forward, head bowed, his attitude respectful yet measured.

The man glanced at Huo Yuhao, his gaze lingering on him for a moment. He seemed to recognize Huo Yuhao's identity and quickly bowed, speaking respectfully, "Congratulations, God King, on ascending to the divine realm and receiving your divine throne."

Huo Yuhao sized him up and, judging from his cultivation level, he should be a priest from the God Realm.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "You recognize me? It seems you were waiting for me here specifically?"

The priest quickly replied, "Indeed, Lord Destruction ordered me to welcome the God-King here and instructed me to lead you to the Castle of Destruction as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao understood.

He nodded: "Then lead the way, I'm going to see Senior Destruction."

"God King, please!"

The priest stepped aside, raised his hand in a "please" gesture, and then took off into the air, flying away into the distance.

Huo Yuhao followed, and the two figures passed through the surging sea of ​​clouds one after the other, heading towards the direction of the destroyed castle.

The priest escorted Huo Yuhao to the gates of the destroyed castle, then respectfully stopped, took two steps back, bowed, and turned to leave.

Huo Yuhao stepped into the castle gate alone. Under his feet were smooth, mirror-like black stone slabs. The pillars on both sides were towering, and the candlelight was dim and blue. The entire castle was eerily quiet and empty. Only the sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

However, before he could even look around, a figure appeared silently in front of him. The person was none other than the previous God of Destruction.

He looked at Huo Yuhao and gave him a hearty smile: "I noticed you were here and rushed back immediately."

Huo Yuhao quickly bowed and said solemnly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, senior."

The God of Destruction waved his hand, speaking casually: "Don't be so polite, but I have indeed been looking forward to your arrival."

As he spoke, he looked Huo Yuhao up and down, his eyes full of satisfaction: "You have no idea how much the God Realm has changed. To deal with the upcoming spacetime turbulence, all the gods are extremely busy and overwhelmed."

"You've come at the right time, you can help relieve a lot of my pressure, but let me make this clear beforehand, don't blame me for exploiting you later."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile. He felt that ever since Tang San was imprisoned, the God of Destruction's entire demeanor had changed somewhat.

Gone is the previous oppressive and gloomy aura; he has become much more "lively," and his words carry a hint of teasing.

This change made Huo Yuhao feel much more at ease.

He suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Senior, rest assured. Now that I am a member of the God Realm, dealing with the spacetime turbulence is simply my duty. There is no question of exploitation."

The God of Destruction patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, then changed the subject: "This matter is not urgent. Let's go, I'll take you to see Xiao Qi first."

Upon hearing this, a hint of worry flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

He didn't say much, just nodded heavily, and followed the God of Destruction out of the Castle of Destruction.

Although the Sea God was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of the Divine Realm, the gods did not mistreat Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong because of this.

Therefore, the Temple of the Sea God remained the residence of the mother and daughter, and their daily offerings and expenses continued as usual. Apart from the absence of the tall figure who used to frequent the temple, there were no major changes.

Huo Yuhao followed behind the God of Destruction through the main hall of the Sea God Temple.

The interior furnishings remain magnificent, and one can still vaguely see the grandeur of the Sea God's former residence. However, the surroundings are now desolate, and even the air is filled with a lingering chill.

After the two turned past an inconspicuous doorway, Huo Yuhao discovered that there was a hidden world behind the Sea God Temple.

A long corridor winds forward, with lush flowers and trees on both sides, quiet and secluded, completely different from the solemnity of the outer hall.

At the end of the corridor is a small courtyard where sunlight filters through the treetops, casting dappled shadows, and a gentle breeze rustles the leaves.

Beneath a verdant ancient tree, a figure sat quietly on a stone bench, her body slender, her long hair falling over her shoulders, braided into a familiar scorpion braid.

She lowered her head slightly, her beautiful profile appearing exceptionally pale in the light and shadow, her brows furrowed with an unyielding pain and resentment.

"Xiao Wu!"

The God of Destruction stopped and called out.

The woman under the tree looked up at the sound; it was Tang San's wife, Xiao Wu.

Her gaze fell upon the God of Destruction, carrying a complex calm.

Although her husband was imprisoned because of the other woman, she couldn't bring herself to hate her at all.

Because deep down she knew that Tang San's current situation was ultimately his own choice, and he deserved it.

She asked herself again and again in the dead of night, why did her third brother, who had accompanied her through thick and thin on the Douluo Continent, become like this after they arrived in the God Realm?

Unable to get an answer, she could only let the pain weigh on her heart, accumulating day after day.

Immediately, Xiao Wu's gaze passed over the God of Destruction's shoulder and landed on the familiar young figure behind him.

Her eyes widened slightly, and then she recognized the other person as Huo Yuhao.

The young man who helped her daughter merge her soul in the mortal realm, the lover whom her daughter truly chose to entrust her life to.