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

"Hmph! A misunderstanding?!" Huo Yuhao sneered, his voice filled with undisguised mockery. "Everything you've been through, you think you can just dismiss it all with a 'misunderstanding'?"

He pointed at Tang San, but his gaze remained fixed on Dai Yuhao's face as he pressed, asking each word carefully, "Do you know that from the day you were born, this God-King Tang has been secretly watching you?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Yuhao's gaze flickered slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at Tang San, but he did not reply.

But he already had the answer in his heart. After his mother died, her soul was taken back to the God Realm by Tang San. If Tang San hadn't been keeping an eye on his movements, how could he have done this in time?

But he ultimately said nothing, because he was willing to believe Tang San, after all, the other party had promised to pass on his godhood to him. If his teacher Rong Nianbing hadn't given him the divine inheritance first, his current godhood might be that of the Sea God or the Asura God.

Seeing Dai Yuhao's silence, Huo Yuhao continued, his tone growing increasingly cold: "You were originally the chosen one of Douluo Continent, destined to become a god."

"Tang San saw this and laid out layers of pawns around you, all to keep you firmly under his command and make you work for him."

He paused, his gaze sharp: "You really think your meeting with your wife was just a coincidence?"

"That was inevitable under Tang San's control, so that you would gradually 'return to his heart' and willingly become a piece in his game."

Tang Wutong glared at Huo Yuhao, her voice tinged with a hint of protectiveness: "You're talking nonsense! I chose to go down to the mortal realm myself back then; it had nothing to do with my father!"

Huo Yuhao glanced at her indifferently. Although she looked exactly like Wang Dong'er from ten thousand years ago, she was ultimately not Dong'er.

The gentleness in her eyes faded, and her tone, calm yet cutting to the chase, became: "If you hadn't happened to 'overhear' Tang San talking about things in the mortal realm back then, would you have suddenly decided to sneak down there?"

"And do you think that with Tang San's divine sense at the God King level, he wouldn't be able to detect the movements of a little girl like you?"

Wang Dong'er had told Huo Yuhao everything that happened in the God Realm back then, which is why he could explain it so clearly now.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wutong's lips moved, but she couldn't utter any more words of rebuttal.

Because every word Huo Yuhao said was reasonable and logical, and upon closer examination, it even sent chills down one's spine.

She pursed her lips, glanced at her father subconsciously, a moment of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but ultimately said nothing more.

Huo Yuhao's gaze returned to Dai Yuhao, his voice deepening: "The death of your teacher, Electrolux, and the sacrifice of the auspicious beast... all of this... was orchestrated by Tang San in secret."

These words struck Dai Yuhao like a thunderbolt.

He jolted violently, his pupils contracted sharply, and the composure he had maintained on his face finally cracked.

These two events are the deepest and most painful scars in his heart, the most regrettable and unforgettable past he has ever lived through.

He originally thought it was just the capriciousness of fate and the price of growing up, but now someone told him that it was not a coincidence, but that someone was guiding it from behind the scenes. How could he not be shocked?

He suddenly turned to look at Tang San, only to see that the other man had a gloomy face and his eyes were filled with a violence and restlessness that he had never seen before. His appearance was completely different from the gentle and steady father-in-law in Dai Yuhao's memory.

Just then, Huo Yuhao's mocking voice rang out again: "Hmph! You've now recognized a thief as your father, how can you face them?"

Dai Yuhao shuddered, as if he had been struck hard by something, and his throat tightened.

He stared at Tang San, his voice slightly hoarse, and finally asked, "Father...is what he said true?!"

Tang San naturally wouldn't admit it. He glanced coldly at Dai Yuhao, his tone carrying a hint of reprimand: "You believe everything others say? After following me for so long, you don't even have this much discernment?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Yuhao almost instinctively lowered his head, his lips moved but he ultimately did not refute.

Having been by Tang San's side for so many years, he had become accustomed to obedience, and to not asking too many questions or thinking too much.

Tang San then turned to Huo Yuhao, his gaze suddenly sharp as a knife, and asked in a deep voice, "You still haven't answered my question. You've gone to such lengths to deal with me, do we know each other? Who exactly are you?!"

Seeing Tang San still trying to deny it, Huo Yuhao finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha! Who am I? I am Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of destiny from Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago!"

"impossible!"

Three exclamations rang out almost simultaneously. Tang San, Tang Wutong, and Dai Yuhao all widened their eyes and looked at Huo Yuhao with disbelief.

Even though he looked exactly like Dai Yuhao, they never took the possibility seriously. After all, how could two people look alike?!

Seeing the shocked expressions on the three people's faces, Huo Yuhao calmly added, "Nothing is impossible. I come from another parallel universe. In that world, I didn't become your son-in-law, Tang San."

Although these words were shocking, Huo Yuhao's serious and determined expression made it hard to believe they were a lie.

Tang San stared at him for several breaths, the surprise and doubt in his eyes gradually turning into a deep concentration.

Without another word, he waved his right hand, and the golden trident landed steadily in his palm. The golden trident shone brightly under the divine light, and a vast, ocean-like divine power surged forth, overwhelming everything around it.

Under this immense pressure, the gods of the new divine realm swayed slightly, their faces turning pale. Some of the lower-ranking gods even retreated repeatedly, struggling to maintain their balance.

Tang San took in all of this and sneered inwardly.

With the current strength of the top players, they could easily wipe out all of these people in front of them.

However, he has always presented himself as kind and benevolent, and has no intention of going on a killing spree.

Once he subdued the arrogant "Huo Yuhao," the rest would be no threat. He believed he could quickly change their minds with his abilities.

Seeing that Tang San was about to make a move, the gods in the Great God Circle above, who had been watching the situation quietly, could no longer sit still.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures appeared behind Tang San. Each of them had a deep and awe-inspiring aura, and their bodies exuded a powerful pressure with distinct levels. They were all God-King level beings.

One of them stepped forward. He was handsome, with long golden hair that swayed slightly in the divine light. A gentle smile played on his lips as he asked in a mild tone, "Brother Tang, do you need our help?"

Tang San turned to look at the God King of Light from another divine realm, smiled and shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of calm confidence: "Thank you, Brother Chang Gong, but I alone am enough to deal with this person."

Huo Yuhao's gaze swept over the God Kings behind Tang San, each with a different but extremely powerful aura, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Of these faces, he only recognized the two God Kings, Good and Evil. He had never seen the rest in his original God Realm. They must be allies that Tang San had recruited from other God Realms during his time-travel adventures.

He was curious about the origins of these god-kings, but he was not afraid, because he was not without a way to deal with them.

Huo Yuhao looked at Tang San, a slight smirk playing on his lips, his tone laced with a hint of dismissive mockery: "What? Trying to gang up on us?"

Tang San snorted, the golden trident twirling slightly in his hand: "To deal with you, it's not necessary to use numbers against fewer people."

Huo Yuhao scoffed, "How arrogant!"

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Since you're not going to use numbers to bully the weak, then I'm coming."

This statement startled Tang San slightly, leaving him somewhat puzzled.

Among the people in the New God Realm, apart from Huo Yuhao himself, the strength of the others is not worth worrying about at all. Even if they all attacked together, they would not be a match for him. He didn't know where Huo Yuhao got the confidence to say such a thing.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao quietly injected a stream of pure divine power into the Kunlun Mirror in his spiritual sea.

The long-dormant divine artifact trembled slightly, and ripples spread across its surface.