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

As the creator of the new God Realm, Huo Yuhao's every move naturally attracts the attention of the gods in the current God Realm.

At this moment, he and Tang Wulin flew out of the central temple and landed on the square in front of the temple.

They both looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if observing something.

Upon seeing this, all the gods simultaneously had the same thought in their minds—what on earth had happened?

Before anyone could ask, a gasp of surprise came from somewhere in the divine realm, filled with obvious shock and astonishment: "Look... what's that?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dazzling, colorful halo appearing in the sky above Huo Yuhao's line of sight.

It resembled a giant auspicious cloud suspended in the sky, its entire body shimmering with seven-colored light, magnificent and mesmerizing, and it was rapidly approaching the new divine realm.

As the halo drew closer, the gods sensed an intense attraction emanating from it, as if an invisible thread was drawing their souls closer to the cloud.

Moreover, it seemed to contain something they instinctively craved, something that stirred their hearts.

However, the gods of the new divine realm did not move. After a moment of confusion, they quickly regained their composure, restrained the instinctive impulse, and watched the approaching colorful cloud with vigilance.

Soon, the huge, colorful halo came to a steady stop in the sky above the new divine realm.

One after another, incredibly powerful auras emanated from it, causing the air in the entire world to freeze.

The gods instantly tensed up, their expressions changed drastically, and they subconsciously mobilized their divine power.

Ten thousand years have passed since the abyss was destroyed, and in those ten thousand years they have never felt such overwhelming oppression.

Just as the gods thought that some powerful plane was about to invade the new God Realm, Huo Yuhao's voice rang out unhurriedly, pulling the gods back to their tense thoughts: "Tang San, now that you're back, come out and meet me."

The gods were taken aback upon hearing this, and then suddenly remembered the message from two years ago that had been gradually forgotten. It turned out that Tang San had returned.

But then their hearts sank again, because they clearly sensed that there were as many as twelve god-king level auras within that colorful cloud.

For a moment, their unwavering faith in Huo Yuhao began to waver slightly.

Just moments after Huo Yuhao finished speaking, a figure appeared silently on the square, landing directly opposite Huo Yuhao and Tang Wulin.

He was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with a handsome and gentle face, and long blue hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall, gleaming softly in the light of the divine realm.

He wore a pale gold blue robe, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind. His aura was as vast and calm as the deep sea, yet it exuded an undeniable majesty.

With a casual gesture, a golden light shot out from between Tang Wulin's eyebrows, transforming into a dazzling golden trident that landed steadily in his palm.

The moment he held the trident, his aura suddenly solidified, as if a divine weapon that had been dormant for many years had finally returned to its master's hands.

This person was none other than Tang San, the Sea God, who had just returned with the Great God Circle.

He first glanced at Tang Wulin, his eyes filled with a hint of relief.

His son did not disappoint him. Even though unknown changes occurred on the Douluo Continent, he still managed to attain godhood and waited for the moment of his return.

But then, his brows furrowed slightly.

Because he didn't see any joy of father and son reuniting on his son's face, but instead caught a trace of estrangement and coldness, and even a hint of undisguised hatred hidden deep in his eyes. What was going on?

Tang San's mind was in turmoil, and he guessed that this might be related to the incident on Douluo Continent, and that his son might have some misunderstandings about him.

He suppressed his doubts, shifted his gaze from Tang Wulin to the figure standing beside him.

Upon seeing this, his brows furrowed even deeper.

The man in front of them looked exactly like his son-in-law, Dai Yuhao, but his aura and temperament were completely different.

Tang San could clearly sense that the opponent's strength was definitely no less than his own, and that the opponent was emanating an aura that was very familiar to him.

Huo Yuhao's words just now clearly carried undisguised hostility, which made Tang San even more vigilant.

He looked directly at the other person, his tone tentative, and asked, "Who are you? You seem to know me?"

The wisp of Tang San's spirit that was on Tang Wulin had long been completely destroyed by Huo Yuhao, so Tang San was completely unaware of the changes that had taken place in Douluo Continent over the years.

He looked at Huo Yuhao and calmly said something that puzzled Huo Yuhao: "I know you, but you don't know me."

After saying that, Huo Yuhao's expression suddenly hardened, and his voice turned cold: "Tang San, your misdeeds have been exposed. Now that you have returned, be prepared to accept the punishment."

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt utterly bewildered.

He led the Great God Circle through countless hardships to return from the starry sky, expecting to be greeted with the admiration and cheers of the Douluo Continent, but instead, he was met with this outcome.

An unnamed anger surged from the bottom of his heart, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

But he immediately took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to act.

We haven't figured out what happened yet. Even if our side has the absolute advantage, it would be unwise to take action rashly.

Huo Yuhao keenly noticed the fleeting change in Tang San's expression, and couldn't help but recall the evaluation that the God of Destruction had once given to Tang San.

"Tang San is a master of disguise. He always pretends to be righteous and awe-inspiring in order to gain the support of others."

"So when you confront him, he won't take direct action. Instead, he'll use sweet talk to gain the trust of those around you, ultimately turning them against you."

Sure enough, Tang San quickly straightened his expression, adopting a frank and dignified demeanor, and said in a righteous and stern tone, "I have always acted uprightly and honestly, and have never felt ashamed. Just say what you have to say; there is no need to threaten me with words."

As he spoke, he subtly spread his divine sense, sweeping it across the faces of the gods surrounding the new divine realm.

However, what made his heart sink was that there was not a trace of respect or admiration in those eyes, but rather a uniform sense of vigilance, anger, and even undisguised hatred.

Clearly, something extremely serious must have happened during his absence, causing his image to undergo a dramatic change in both the Douluo Continent and the God Realm.

Thinking of his parents, who are still out of contact, Tang San felt an increasingly ominous feeling in his heart.

He maintained his composure and calmness as he continued, "All these years, everything I have done has been for the survival and safety of the divine realm."

"To put it bluntly, it is precisely because of me that the divine realm was able to survive the temporal turbulence."

"Even now, returning stronger than before, this achievement cannot be erased by anyone."