Douluo Continent: A Distorted Time and Space, Taking Tang Wutong to Fight Tang San

Gu Yuena's eyes were sharp and resolute, with a ruthless, self-destructive edge.

Reach out again.

No longer gentle.

The pressure of soul power erupted, and five fingers were aimed at Su Ling's brow from a distance!

Forced soul search!

The silver soul power, like a tangible thread, pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness!

Fragments of memory are forced to surface—

She saw another Su Ling.

A boy from an ordinary city ten thousand years later is sunny, cheerful, shy, and kind.

They bandaged up injured spirit beasts and held umbrellas for stray cats.

His eyes were as clear as a mountain stream.

The scene suddenly changed.

The abyssal tide erupted, devouring the city and life.

The boy cried out in the ruins, searching for his parents, but found only cold remains.

The world collapsed.

A miracle occurs, and he is reborn back to the eve of the disaster.

Overjoyed, believing they could change everything.

He begged his parents to leave, but they dismissed it as nonsense.

He rushed to the Spirit Pagoda to report the incident, but was mistaken for a spy, thrown into prison, and subjected to torture.

Once, twice, three times…

No matter how much they struggle or how early warnings are given, they cannot change the fact that destruction is inevitable.

Hope was ignited, only to be extinguished by reality.

Watching helplessly as the streets and homes of my parents and friends are reduced to ashes time and time again...

Finally, at the end of a certain cycle of reincarnation, standing on the ruins where his loved ones had turned to ashes, the light in the boy's eyes was completely extinguished.

He gave up, gave up on saving anyone.

Instead, they began to confront this cruel world with absolute rationality.

He found Na'er, who had just transformed into human form and lost her memory.

Weaving a gentle net.

She saw how he used sweet talk and "ideals" to lure Na'er and Gu Yue.

Even more horrifying scenes were witnessed:

Su Ling approaches another boy with the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King and forcibly extracts the essence of his bloodline under the guise of "helping him awaken"!

Fragments of memory spun around.

He used the cycle of time and reincarnation to lock onto his target with each rebirth:

Stealing the technology of the Spirit Tower.

An undercover agent in Shrek investigates the divine positions.

Analysis of the War God's Martial Soul.

Infiltrate the abyss dimension…

Collect and integrate confidential information from all parties.

His "love" for Gu Yuena is a precise formula.

Na'er was there to comfort her when she was lonely.

When Gu Yue is worried, he shows "sacrifice".

Guide her to make a decision that aligns with his plan…

Behind every deep affection lies a calculation of "profit".

What terrified her most was that her sacrifice was also part of his planned scheme!

He personally led the battle to a "desperate situation" where she had to sacrifice herself!

In the final memory, after her sacrifice, Su Ling was repeatedly defeated by the God King Tang San.

Ultimately, they could only use the Time Butterfly to escape.

In Wang Qiu'er's fragmented memories, she sensed Su Ling's pure, passionate, and clumsy love—

It was completely different from when I was facing her.

But after Su Ling regained her memories of Gu Yuena…

Only cold indifference.

There was no searching, no explanation, not even a glance.

She and her past became archived "historical data".

"puff!"

The shock of the forced soul search and the cruel truth shook Gu Yuena to her core.

He spat out a mouthful of dragon blood!

The body swayed precariously, and the soul was torn in two.

Half of it is Na'er's heart-wrenching love and pain after being deceived.

Half of it is Gu Yue's trampled dignity and cold anger.

"So that's how it is..."

Gu Yuena staggered to her feet and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Su Ling was no longer filled with any confusion.

All that remains is the cold, lifeless desolation after seeing through the true nature of things and a sorrow that runs deep in one's bones.

"Well done... taking it one step at a time..."

"What a brilliant... 'absolute rationality'..."

"Su Ling...you really are...so cruel!"

Every word was like an ice crystal squeezed out from between his teeth.

Just then—

The soul fluctuations caused by Gu Yuena's forced soul search intensely stimulated Su Ling's consciousness.

Su Ling's thick eyelashes trembled a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.

His golden eyes were initially unfocused, reflecting the weakness of severe injuries and the dizziness of traveling through time.

When he saw the face before him, streaked with tears and with cold, lifeless eyes, his pupils contracted sharply.

Gu Yuena. Silver Dragon King.

Almost instantly, Su Ling understood what had happened.

After all, the traces of the invasion into his sea of ​​consciousness were clearly visible.

He could clearly see the unyielding coldness, anger, and deep-seated disappointment and sorrow in Gu Yuena's eyes.

He knows her too well.

Or rather, he knew all too well the silly dragon in the "future" that he had guided and ultimately sacrificed.

The Gu Yuena before me possesses the same appearance and power.

But the cold, discerning light in his purple eyes led him to a conclusion—

She saw it.

I saw the deep-seated scheming and despicable nature of him.

There was no panic, no desire to explain.

Su Ling's eyes narrowed briefly before returning to a stagnant calm, even carrying a hint of indifference that she had expected.

He struggled to sit up, which aggravated his internal injuries. He groaned, and a trickle of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He avoided Gu Yuena's piercing gaze.

His voice was hoarse yet calm, as if stating a fact unrelated to himself:

"Are you... going to kill me?"

These words were like a poisoned dagger, piercing Gu Yuena's already wounded heart.

She thought he would make excuses, would try to salvage the situation with lies, even if it was just a hypocritical reassurance.

But he wouldn't even give a single lie.

It directly puts the most brutal possibilities on the table.

Gu Yuena's body trembled violently.

She stared intently into Su Ling's calm, almost cold, golden eyes.

He tried to find a trace of guilt, remorse, or any concern for her "existence".

No.

There was nothing there.

There was only a deathly silence and an almost resigned calm.

"Do we...know each other?"

Gu Yuena's voice was extremely dry, carrying an expectation that even she herself found laughable.

She desperately wanted him to say something, even if it was just a hallucination.

If he just speaks, she might…

Su Ling stopped moving.

He lowered his head and remained silent for a moment.

As Gu Yuena's heart nearly leaped out of her chest, he slowly and clearly uttered three words:

"I don't know him."

These three words were like three icebergs, crashing into Gu Yuena's heart, completely freezing and crushing her last glimmer of hope.

"Heh...hehe..."

Gu Yuena chuckled softly, her laughter filled with endless sorrow and self-mockery.

Her long, silver hair moved without wind, dancing wildly behind her, just like her chaotic and frantic emotions at that moment.

"Don't know me... what a great 'don't know me'..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Her purple eyes were fixed on Su Ling, and her voice suddenly rose, filled with a tearing tremor and suppressed pain as she questioned him:

"Why didn't you come looking for me in my past life?!"

"Su Ling! Tell me!"

"Just ask, just beg me!"

Even if I know you're lying to me, as long as you ask, I'll still help you! I'll still stand by your side!

"But why?! Why won't you even lie to me once?!"

"Why won't you even look at me?!"

"In your heart, am I, Gu Yuena... I, the Silver Dragon King... really just a tool that you can use and then discard completely?!"

"That Wang Qiu'er, is she really that good? Good enough that you could completely erase all traces of me?!"

Her voice was almost a scream by the end.

Tears welled up again, a mixture of despair and extreme anger.