Upon hearing this, Huo Yinglin chuckled, his tense expression instantly vanishing, replaced by a flattering demeanor: "It's good that Grandma isn't angry anymore!"

However, just as he finished speaking, two figures flew in from outside the temple one after the other and landed in the center of the hall.

Huo Yuhao looked up and saw that it was Gu Yue and Na'er who had arrived.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze sweeping over the two of them before he asked with a hint of helplessness, "You two... why did you separate again?"

Anyone who's been married knows that dealing with one person is always much easier than dealing with two.

Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King, has recovered to her peak cultivation level and possesses the strength of a first-level deity.

Perhaps because Na'er has the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King fused within her, the fusion between the two is never complete. They are in a special state where they can separate and reunite at any time, and their separation and reunion have become commonplace.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's question, Na'er stamped her foot, pointed at Huo Yinglin, and shouted, "That brat has gone to the lower realm to cause trouble again! I think he should be taught a lesson so he'll remember it!"

Then she looked at Gu Yue: "But Gu Yue wouldn't let it go, saying he's still young and needs to be more tolerant. I think that's just a case of a doting mother spoiling her son!"

Gu Yue stood to the side, her gaze softening slightly when it fell on Huo Yinglin, her tone carrying a hint of protectiveness: "Kids, who hasn't been mischievous when they were little?"

"Besides, he didn't cause any trouble. A little talk would have been enough. Why always act like you're accusing him?"

As Gu Yue spoke, her expression turned serious. She looked at Na'er and snorted, "And... what kind of tone were you using when you spoke to me just now? Can't you tell the difference between the two kings? I am the true form!"

Na'er, not to be outdone, retorted defiantly, "I'm not the same person I used to be. Let's settle this with a fight..."

Listening to the two arguing back and forth, neither willing to concede, Huo Yuhao understood the reason for their separation.

He glanced at his son, who was hunching over and pretending to be well-behaved, and sighed inwardly. It was all because of this kid that his "workload" had doubled for no reason.

Originally, I only needed to comfort one person, but now I have to coax and persuade two of them.

Just as Huo Yuhao opened his mouth to say something, another figure rushed into the temple in a flurry of activity.

Huo Yuhao swallowed back the words he was about to say, and muttered to himself, "Why is my temple so lively today, like a market, with people rushing in one after another?"

He looked up and saw that the person who had come was Tang Wulin.

As the son of a god-king, Tang Wulin's talent goes without saying; becoming a god was simply a natural progression for him.

Although Huo Yuhao was opposed to Tang San and regarded him as an enemy, he never harbored any prejudice against Tang Wulin, his former comrade-in-arms.

Especially after Huo Yuhao told Tang Wulin about Tang San's complete plan for the Abyss, Tang Wulin's worldview underwent a complete reshaping.

He could never accept that the Sea God, who was sung about for all eternity on the Douluo Continent, would actually put the lives of countless Soul Masters on the chessboard for his own schemes.

But with evidence presented to him, he had no choice but to believe it.

In the end, Tang Wulin made a promise in public, resolutely severing his father-son relationship with Tang San.

He doesn't acknowledge a father who gambles with the lives of countless Soul Masters across the continent to achieve his ambitions!

Tang Wulin, who rushed in at that moment, had an unusually solemn expression. His gaze was fixed on Huo Yuhao, and he immediately said, "He's back!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao was taken aback at first, but then realized who Tang Wulin was referring to as "he".

He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

Tang Wulin nodded emphatically, his tone resolute: "The Trident of Poseidon suddenly reacted; I can't think of any other possibility besides his return."

Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this. His gaze swept over everyone in the hall, and his tone was calm yet solemn: "It seems that the peaceful days of the God Realm are about to be broken."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions darkened.

However, Huo Yuhao suddenly chuckled, his tone becoming lighter: "Don't be so nervous. Even if Tang San comes back, I have a way to deal with it."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions relaxed slightly.

They have always believed Huo Yuhao's words without a doubt. Over the years, they have never seen Huo Yuhao fight a battle he was not confident of winning.

Since he says he has a solution, he must be fully prepared.

Now, the entire Douluo Continent already knows Tang San's true colors.

The sea god, once revered as a hero, has now lost his sacred aura in historical records and oral traditions, replaced by doubt, anger, and contempt.

Although Shrek Academy has been destroyed, the Tang Sect, which Tang San founded, still exists.

The development of the Tang Clan was impacted like never before by the shock of this truth.

With internal unrest and immense external pressure, the once-great Tang Sect was on the verge of collapse.

Ten thousand years ago, it was only through the joint announcement by the Ruthless Douluo and the Amorous Douluo that Tang San's status as the ancestor of the Tang Sect was revoked, which barely preserved the foundation of the Tang Sect and allowed it to continue to this day.

In the Douluo Continent today, the Sea God Tang San has gone from a legendary hero revered by all to someone almost universally hated.

In the New God Realm, the news of Tang San's imminent return is no longer a secret.

Huo Yuhao did not deliberately block the information, but instead allowed it to spread naturally in the new God Realm.

Although the gods were still relatively weak and of low rank, the atmosphere in the divine realm was not as heavy and oppressive as one might imagine, but rather carried a sense of calm before the storm, thanks to the trust they had built up over a long period of time with Huo Yuhao.

Tang Wulin is now like a human probe; based on the strength of the Sea God Trident's reaction, he can almost determine how far Tang San is from the New God Realm.

In the blink of an eye, two whole years had passed since Tang Wulin first sensed the Trident of the Sea God vibrate.

When the news of Tang San's imminent return spread like wildfire, everyone in the New God Realm knew about it.

But as time went by, the whispers faded away, and few people brought it up again, as if everyone had forgotten about it.

However, on this day, Huo Yuhao, who was meditating cross-legged deep in the temple, suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the layers of palaces, landing on the chaotic void at the edge of the new divine realm. His expression was calm, yet carried a profound sense of understanding.

Not long after, Tang Wulin once again rushed into the temple in a flurry of activity.

He walked quickly, his robes billowing in the wind, and his face wore an obvious expression.

He glanced up and saw Huo Yuhao's expression, knowing that the other had already noticed something, but he still said, "The Trident of Poseidon is shaking more and more intensely, it... is almost here."

Huo Yuhao nodded, his tone flat: "I know."

He then stood up, straightened his robes, turned to look at Tang Wulin's solemn face, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Let's go see your father."

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