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

The God of Destruction looked at the terrifying blood sword that seemed to split the entire world in two and snorted coldly to himself.

He was all too familiar with this move. In the scene he saw in his memories from ten thousand years later, his super artifact, the Staff of Destruction, was cleaved open by this very sword.

He had to admit that Tang San's sword strike was indeed extremely powerful.

If it were me in my prime, taking that sword head-on would not have been easy either.

But at this moment, he had confidence in Huo Yuhao far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although he couldn't quite explain how strong Huo Yuhao had become, he himself couldn't withstand more than a few moves from this successor.

Tang San's Asura Blood Sword technique is a deadly move activated at the cost of burning his Asura bloodline; it is a desperate measure that injures the enemy a thousand while damaging himself eight hundred.

Normally, Tang San would never use this move lightly, but the situation was urgent. In order to take down Huo Yuhao as soon as possible, he could not care about anything else and used his strongest killing move as soon as possible.

Faced with this earth-shattering attack, Huo Yuhao's expression remained calm and undisturbed.

He simply raised his right hand unhurriedly and waved it gently upwards. A pink divine power condensed around him, forming a thin, cicada-wing-like light shield that enveloped his entire body.

The light barrier looked so fragile and easily destroyed, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. However, when Tang San's Asura Blood Sword, which was filled with overwhelming killing intent, struck the light barrier, it was like a mud ox entering the sea, unable to shake it in the slightest.

Tang San stared at the scene in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

His prized trump card couldn't even break through the opponent's defense? It didn't even leave a crack?!

His lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "This...how is this possible?!"

Huo Yuhao looked at Tang San, whose expression had changed drastically, and said in a calm tone, "Nothing is impossible. Even God Kings are not invincible. Above God Kings, there are even higher beings."

"Clearly, I have gone further than you on this path of spiritual practice."

He carries the legacy of two great gods, Destruction and Life, and has never slackened over the years, constantly working to reconcile and blend these two diametrically opposed energies.

Ultimately, through countless attempts and refinements, they successfully merged with each other, giving birth to the supreme creative power—the true power of creation, transcending destruction and life, capable of opening up the world and reshaping the laws of nature.

In terms of divine status, calling him the God of Destruction or the God of Life is no longer accurate. He has stepped into another level, and perhaps he can be called the God of Creation!

However, the only thing Huo Yuhao wanted to complain about was why this power of creation was pink.

He's a grown man, but he always felt a little uncomfortable when he tried to perform it.

Therefore, he rarely uses this power on ordinary days, only unleashing it when he truly needs to go all out.

Facing a formidable enemy like Tang San, he naturally wouldn't be careless and immediately unleashed the power of creation.

After becoming a god, Huo Yuhao never stopped cultivating for a single day. He knew that power had no end, and the position of god king was just a new starting point.

On the other hand, since ascending to the position of God King, Tang San has devoted more of his energy to political maneuvering, and his mind has long since deviated from cultivation itself.

Given this shift in power, it was only natural that Huo Yuhao would suppress her.

However, when faced with this disparity, Tang San found it impossible to accept.

Whether he accepts it or not, it doesn't change the facts before him.

The scene of Huo Yuhao effortlessly taking Tang San's strongest attack not only struck Tang San like a thunderbolt, but also shocked all the gods behind him, especially the god kings from other god realms.

They had all truly felt the power of Tang San's sword strike. If it were them, they wouldn't be confident they could withstand it, let alone have their defenses completely breached.

Huo Yuhao not only did it, but he also appeared calm and composed, as if it were effortless.

They naturally didn't think Huo Yuhao could only passively defend. The fact that he could so easily block this deadly sword meant that the gap between the two of them was already on a completely different level.

When the God Kings looked at Huo Yuhao again, their gazes held a newfound solemnity and respect—an instinctive reaction to facing an even stronger opponent.

Looking at the bewildered expression on Tang San's face, Huo Yuhao calmly said, "You are no match for me. Surrender."

Tang San raised his head, his eyes filled with unprecedented panic.

His most powerful and prized attack couldn't even scratch his opponent, which meant that no matter how hard he struggled, he had no chance of winning.

The gods from the great divine realm behind him clearly had no intention of helping him, and not a single one stepped forward to offer support.

Just then, a voice filled with urgency and panic suddenly rang out from the crowd: "There must be some misunderstanding! Third Brother isn't that kind of person!"

Huo Yuhao was very familiar with the voice. Sure enough, the next moment a figure squeezed out from among the gods and rushed to Tang San's side.

Her face was pale, and her delicate features were filled with worry and unease. She was tightly gripping Tang San's sleeve. She was Tang San's wife, Xiao Wu.

In that world ten thousand years ago, his mother-in-law had always been very kind to him, and Huo Yuhao always held her in high esteem.

Looking at her pale and flustered face, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but curse Tang San inwardly.

In any world, his actions ultimately caused his loved ones deep pain.

As Xiao Wu spoke, Tang Wutong, as her daughter, also stepped forward, but her voice was no longer as assertive as before.

"I...I also believe that Dad isn't like what you say!"

Anyone could hear the wavering in her voice.

Dai Yuhao, the son-in-law, fell silent at this moment.

He lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

Although he did not express his opinion, his silence at this time was itself a statement.

Tang San was unwilling to let the matter end there. He raised his head to look at Huo Yuhao, his eyes bloodshot, panting heavily, like a cornered beast, and shouted hoarsely, "You've said so much, but it's all just empty words! What proof do you have?"

Forced into a corner with no way out, Tang San had no choice but to gamble one last time.

He could only gamble that Huo Yuhao didn't have any irrefutable evidence to "crack" him down.

Huo Yuhao laughed upon hearing this, not expecting that even at this point, Tang San was still putting up a stubborn resistance.

With a casual wave of his hand, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of him.

He was a burly middle-aged man, now disheveled, unkempt, and covered in dust, completely lacking his former imposing presence.

This person was none other than Tang Hao, Tang San's father, who had long been under Huo Yuhao's control.

This is also the most direct and powerful evidence that Tang San interfered in the affairs of the lower realm.