Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

"Freedom, don't you want it? Don't you want to control your own destiny, breathe the air freely, run freely, and live every minute freely?"

Every word Huo Yuhao uttered was like a heavy hammer blow striking Wang Dong's most vulnerable spot.

Freedom—what a luxurious word! Of course he wanted it; he wanted it to the point of madness.

"it's useless!"

Wang Dong shouted, slowly shook his head, his face full of despair, and a tear slid down his cheek.

She was lost in her memories and began to murmur to herself.

"You have no idea of ​​his power. Before his divine strength, we are not even ants! He planted a trident mark deep within my soul. As long as I have the slightest thought of resistance, that mark will tighten. The pain is something you will never understand!"

He seemed to recall something—that feeling of being worse than dead.

The intense itching, like being bitten by a thousand ants, was accompanied by excruciating pain, as if being torn apart by a thousand knives. The soul was slowly ground down and then restored under the terrifying force, and before the pain could dissipate, it was annihilated once more.

My body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

"It's wrapped around my soul. He doesn't even need to lift a finger; with just a thought, his trident could obliterate me. How could I possibly resist?"

This is the awe-inspiring power of the God-King. Even just mentioning his name evokes his terror, making people unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Seeing Wang Dong's appearance, which was completely dominated by fear, another face appeared in Huo Yuhao's mind: his father, Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger.

He used to think of himself that way too, high and mighty, holding the power of life and death over him and his mother.

Any decision he makes could turn their lives upside down.

An unconscious cold glance or prolonged absence from the Duke's mansion could make him look down upon by the servants and live a life of unbearable hardship.

At that time, Dai Hao was an insurmountable mountain to him!

And now? Dai Hao still has to smile and fawn over him, even though he killed his wife and demolished his ducal mansion, just to survive.

"I was just like you once."

Huo Yuhao's voice suddenly rang in Wang Dong's ears, interrupting his fear.

Wang Dong suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, wondering why Huo Yuhao would say such a thing.

"In my father's eyes, my mother and I were just a seasoning in his glorious life, a pet that he could discard at any time when he was unhappy. He would only look at us when he thought of us, and when he was bored, he would leave us to fend for ourselves."

"If that were all, I wouldn't resent him. But after my mother died amidst the humiliation and sycophancy of the servants, I knew the world wouldn't develop as I imagined. His actions didn't harm us, but they tacitly condoned evil!"

Huo Yuhao's narration was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, but Wang Dong could sense an extremely suppressed resentment in it.

Under Tang San's influence, he had conducted an in-depth investigation into Huo Yuhao and naturally heard about Huo Yuhao's family background, knowing that everything was true.

"I once thought he was the heavens, an existence I couldn't defy! The power of the Duke's mansion, his unparalleled cultivation—any one of them could have crushed me ten thousand times over! But in the end, I still went back."

Huo Yuhao stared directly into Wang Dong's eyes, a mixture of the joy of revenge and a morbid madness.

"I killed his favorite legitimate wife in front of everyone. I humiliated him and destroyed the order and authority he had built with his own hands. Do you know how I did it?"

The topic shifted abruptly, leaving Wang Dong bewildered, and he answered instinctively.

"Have you become strong enough?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

"I gained the academy's support through my talent, and with Elder Xuan by my side, would Dai Hao dare to touch me?"

As the camera approached Wang Dong's face, that defiant spirit of defiance against fate was so unrestrained; Wang Dong's entire being seemed to be screaming that this was the life he wanted!

"I don't mean we should find someone stronger to suppress him, but rather that we need a spirit of daring to fight back! If I don't even dare to do it, how can I imagine myself becoming like this in the future?"

Wang Dong was stunned, and somewhat tempted.

He saw something he had never seen before in Huo Yuhao's deep black eyes.

It captivated me deeply; it was so enchanting.

It was a resolute determination that broke free from all shackles, preferring destruction to surrender.

This contrasts sharply with his usual fear and resignation.

It turns out that the two of them are so similar; they both have a father who is high above them and sees himself as someone who can control everything at will.

The only difference is that Huo Yuhao chose to resist, and in the end, he even succeeded!

But he didn't even dare to think about it, and could only continue to endure this long, uncontrollable puppet life.

"Why are you telling me all this? How can you help me?"

With his head down, his expression was obscured, but Wang Dong's voice sounded somewhat hoarse.

They've already started asking about specific measures, so it seems like the persuasion has been mostly successful!

"Because seeing you is like seeing my own weak and helpless self from back then. And I also need an inside contact on Tang San's side!"

Huo Yuhao slowly raised his hand, and a faint but extremely spiritual soul power intertwined with green and gray lit up at his fingertips.

The light was faint, yet it carried an aura that transcended this world and belonged to the divine.

"Although I cannot help you sever that soul bondage, I can help you preserve your true will. The only thing you need to give up is the courage to resist it."

Wang Dong's gaze was fixed on the golden glint at his fingertips.

One could sense that although the power was as faint as a candle flame, its level was unimaginably high, burning fiercely and eternally.

The power of life, the goddess of life has placed her bet!

Moreover, there was a deathly aura that was on par with the level of divine life power.

More than one god-king will make a move!

To rebel against the God-King, how much courage does that require? Do I really have that courage?

But when I think of that golden trident mark entrenched deep in my soul, the humiliation of having my thoughts manipulated, and the powerlessness of being just a puppet programmed with a set program, unable to make any decisions since I had any memories, I realize how difficult it is.

An unprecedented rage erupted from the deepest part of his heart.

Why?! Why should my fate be decided by others? Why don't I even have the right to freely choose my own life?

Was she born to become a puppet?

A long silence followed. The gray mist in the space seemed to freeze, awaiting Wang Dong's final answer.

Finally, in the silence, Wang Dong raised his head. The fear in his pinkish-blue eyes was fading, replaced by a desperate and resolute madness.

"it is good."

He only said one word.

A smile finally appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.

He raised his hand, and his fingertips, shimmering with divine power, slowly moved towards Wang Dong's brow.

The Father's Worry Alliance is officially established!