In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 515 Five Years Five Years

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five years have passed since the last Soul Master Competition.

At the entrance of the former site of Shillake Academy in Soto City, Oscar, who had just returned from his journey, encountered a group of familiar lonely old people. Then, to their astonishment, he finally met his long-lost classmate and friend, Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun sitting in a wheelchair.

"Fatty, it's you too?!"

"Little Ao, so you're the same way? It seems like we're both cursed..."

The two met and, looking at each other's increasingly aged faces, couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Oscar, looking like he was "half-buried," gazed at Ma Hongjun, who was now like a candle flickering in the wind, pursed his lips, and asked with some sadness:

"Have you resolved your problem with excessive internal heat? If not, given your current state, it's unlikely..."

"yes."

Ma Hongjun seemed to have let go of his resignation, gazing silently at the setting sun in the distant sky.

"I don't have much time left to live. In the days that remain, let me do what I can to help Dean Flander teach his students."

"...Students? What students?"

Recovering from his brief moment of dejection, Oscar asked with some confusion:

"Has Shrek Academy been rebuilt? Or has the headmaster taken on new disciples?"

Ma Hongjun shook his head.

"Neither."

He then looked toward Soto.

"After the deans and teachers brought me back, they had lost all their ambition and no longer had any desire to train any peerless monsters. They cooperated with the kingdom's government and took over the Soto Junior Soul Master Academy in Soto City. Now they are teaching a group of innocent and ordinary children. Their abilities are more than enough, which can be considered as fulfilling their wish to educate people."

"Is that so? That's fine too."

Oscar nodded with a complicated expression.

"By the way, what are you doing here? I saw Teacher Zhao and Teacher Li in the village on my way here."

"because……"

Ma Hongjun closed his eyes for the last time.

"We still prefer it here."

……

Oscar stayed with Ma Hongjun for a while, but before Xiao Huohuo, Huo Yuhao, Tang San, or Xiao Wu arrived, he went to Soto City alone to visit the Soto Junior Soul Master Academy.

As for Dai Mubai?

He is dead.

Rumors circulated a few years ago that the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire, Davis, had ascended the throne. Dai Mubai had vanished without a trace since. While ordinary people might not know the truth, those like Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who frequently followed their classmates' lives, could already surmise that Dai Mubai was most likely dead.

There's even no way they can escape death.

After all, they had vaguely heard Dai Mubai mention the symbolism of his single eye with double pupils.

After entering Soto, Oscar walked down the street.

In a daze, he seemed to see a familiar figure from behind. He wasn't sure, but he still followed.

They followed him all the way into a small alley.

"You are...?"

Oscar's eyes widened as he watched the black-robed figure calmly stop.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Zhao turned around.

"It really is you!"

Oscar was instantly pleasantly surprised.

"What a coincidence! What brings you to Soto City? I can help you."

Wang Zhao nodded, then shook his head.

"I was originally going to do something, but now everything's fine."

"Oh……"

Oscar wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

A moment later, Wang Zhao prepared to leave, but after taking just one step, he suddenly asked:

"I invited you to join the Spirit Hall a few years ago, but you didn't agree. Do you regret it now?"

Oscar pursed his lips, wanting to say something but inexplicably unable to utter a word.

Wang Zhao had already gotten the answer. With a slight smile, he disappeared from the spot.

Oscar stood there for a long time, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

"well……"

……

Not far from Soto City, on a main road, Wang Zhao found Xiao Huohuo walking.

After watching his back for a while, feeling the soul power fluctuations emanating from him that were close to the Soul Saint realm, and his body that seemed to have resolved the problem of foundation damage, he finally shook his head.

"Unfortunately, you are not a 'useless tree'..."

After saying that.

Without hesitation, Wang Zhao reached out and pressed down from a distance, crushing Xiao Huohuo to death.

Their spirit and form were completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace.

And so, Xiao Huohuo died!

A black stone flew out from the spot where he died, causing a sudden ripple in space that created a black hole, as if it were about to disappear.

Wang Zhao's gaze sharpened, and with a wave of his hand, he repaired the spatial rift, then sealed off the top and bottom, and even froze time itself.

Then, he calmly stepped forward and grasped the black stone that had been suspended in the void in his hand.

"This is?"

……

It is also not far from Soto.

On a stone peak, Wang Zhao appeared behind Huo Yuhao, who was gazing into the distance.

Huo Yuhao's body trembled, as if he suddenly sensed something, and he turned around and saw Wang Zhao.

"you……"

His pupils contracted sharply, followed by a violent tremor, as if he had realized something.

"Are you here to kill me?"

He asked very directly.

"Yes."

Wang Zhao nodded.

Even if I join the Spirit Hall now?

"Why didn't you do this earlier? Besides, I can't rest easy."

"Is killing him absolutely necessary?"

"They must be killed."

Huo Yuhao pursed his lips and finally asked:

"Qiu'er... what's your relationship with her?"

Finally couldn't hold it in any longer, huh?

Wang Zhao looked at Huo Yuhao, a slight smile playing on his lips, but said nothing.

Huo Yuhao's expression shifted several times, sometimes turning pale and stiff, sometimes flushed, before finally letting out a silent sigh.

"Then come on, I'm nothing more than an ant who has just entered the Soul Emperor realm, how could I possibly resist you?"

Wang Zhao then extended his hand.

Just then, Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up, and a beam of golden light shot out.

Immediately afterward, the storage soul tool in his hand flashed with light, and several fixed soul cannons that he had made over the years appeared around him and were fired in an instant.

Then, a wondrous golden halo rose from behind his head, faintly radiating a power that surpassed even that of a peerless Douluo in the mortal realm.

However, it was merely an intimidating presence...

A phantom of an ice silkworm, made of gold, white and blue, appeared beside him; or rather, it was the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm that had materialized from the illusory!

...In an instant, Huo Yuhao unleashed several previously unknown trump cards, leaving Wang Zhao in awe and admiration.

If this were a Title Douluo, he might have already been killed by Huo Yuhao's scheme.

Despite his thoughts, Wang Zhao acted swiftly, reaching out and pressing down, decisively and undeniably crushing Huo Yuhao to death.

A dragon was utterly destroyed, its bones crushed and its spirit scattered.

At the last moment, Huo Yuhao turned around, seemingly trying to take the opportunity to struggle and escape. However, after realizing that he had nowhere to run and letting go of the last bit of hope in his heart, he ruthlessly self-destructed, leaving nothing for Wang Zhao.

……

Following the marks he had placed on Tang Hao and his son Tang San long ago, Wang Zhao traversed space and arrived at an unfamiliar valley.

That's right, Wang Zhao planned to take action against the father and son ahead of schedule. He targeted Tang Hao because he was nearing the completion of the Nine Trials of Rakshasa and was about to become a god; Wang Zhao needed to nip him in the bud. After all, Tang Hao, once a god, would be a threat to the Spirit Hall. Furthermore, considering the deal he made with the Rakshasa Divine Sense, Wang Zhao couldn't simply let Tang Hao become a god so easily.

As for Tang San, although there were still five years until the perfect time for Wang Zhao to kill him, Wang Zhao was no longer willing to wait. Now, through his exploration of the methods created by the power of time and space, he was confident that he could completely kill Tang San five years earlier.

At this moment, Tang San and his son seemed to have just finished a battle, both looking somewhat disheveled, standing one in front of the other. Tang San stood in front, while Tang Hao stared strangely at his son's back, gripping the Haotian Bamboo Shoot in his hand.

Tang Hao closed his eyes slightly.

An eerie, divine voice seemed to resound within his heart—

"Rakshasa's Eight Trials: Gaining the approval of the divine artifact, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. Completed."

"Rakshasa's Nine Trials: You are a great evildoer who kills his own father, and your father is unkind, causing the rise of demons and the decline of the righteous path. You must kill your son Tang San and seize his Asura inheritance before you can become a god. Incomplete."

"Reward: Rakshasa (god) descends!"

"..."

have a look!have a look!

What are you trying to do to him?!

Tang Hao felt a surge of anger and coldness in his heart. He had lost count of how many times he had felt resentful towards the divine test issued by the Rakshasa God. He wished he could just smirk and say, "I don't need this mere Rakshasa God position!"

However, with the mission so close to completion, and considering the irreparable sins he had committed over the years, he hesitated again.

Could you first exile your son, then resurrect him after you become a god, and return the inheritance of the Asura God to him?

These past few days, he often thought this way with good intentions.

However, the Rakshasa's divine sense never responded to him, which made it impossible for him to make up his mind.

Back to the present. Looking at his son exposing his back to him without reservation, Tang Hao felt a sudden dryness in his mouth, as if a demon's throne was standing right in front of him.

It tempts me.

Hey!

I can't take it anymore!

Finally, Tang Hao, seemingly half-mad and half-conscious, pulled out his Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Then, he closed his eyes and hesitantly slashed at his own son...

"Daddy!"

"What are you doing?!?"

Suddenly, Tang Hao heard Tang San's exclamation. He opened his eyes and saw Tang San looking terrified and incredulous.

"The other woman, I, I..."

Tang Hao's body trembled.

Tang San couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at his familiar yet unfamiliar father with surprise and uncertainty, and subconsciously pulled out his hidden weapon.

In the past few days, Tang San, who was very sensitive to killing intent, had vaguely sensed his father's unusual behavior, but he didn't dare to think too much about it and at most just kept a watchful eye on him.

To my surprise, it actually came in handy.

Just now, his father actually tried to kill him! If he hadn't been careful, he might already be...

You have already chosen the path to your death!

Tang San finally couldn't help but let out this roar in his heart.

"This is... the Rakshasa Demon Scythe?!"

Suddenly, Tang San remembered the origin of the strange black-purple scythe in Tang Hao's hand, his pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but ask loudly:

"Where did you come from? Tell me!"

"I……"

Seeing his son's strong wariness towards him, Tang Hao felt a pang of shame for a moment, but then he hardened his heart.

I've decided to go all the way...

Anyway, if I bring the mistress back afterward, he'll forgive me then, right?

As for the Asura God's inheritance... perhaps I'll have a chance too... two gods in one body...

Thinking it over, Tang Hao, completely obsessed, no longer hesitated and directly swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe at Tang San.

"Damn it! Bastard!"

Tang San couldn't help but curse aloud. He activated Ghost Shadow Tracking to retreat while simultaneously firing hidden weapons, attempting to stall Tang Hao.

"Dad, did you receive the legacy of the Rakshasa God?"

Tang Hao paused, remained silent, and then charged toward Tang San with murderous intent.

"Don't believe in Him! Rakshasa is a whore, you can't believe in him!"

"If you don't believe me, think about what I told you before, what happened to Bibi Dong in her past life!"

"Daddy, are you really going to kill me?!?"

"..."

Taking advantage of the difference in cultivation level, Tang Hao, who had already closed in on Tang San, paused for a moment and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"It's out of control, mistress."

I'm sorry!

Swish!

Then, a sound of something cutting through the air rang out...

Tang San couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Slap! Slap!"

Just then, a clapping sound rang out from the void.

Tang Hao and Tang San looked up at the same time. Tang Hao was surprised and uncertain, while Tang San was delighted.

Has someone come to rescue me?

Tang San looked at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which was right in front of him but was blocked by a mysterious force, and subconsciously thought to himself.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. What followed was a familiar, mocking laugh.

"Wow, that's brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

Wang Zhao's figure then appeared in the air.

"It's you!!!"

Wang Zhao, dressed as the "Holy Son of the Spirit Hall," looked down at the father and son, whose eyes were contorted with rage, smiled faintly, and suddenly said:

"Ah Yin is very juicy, did you guys know?"

"what?"

The father and son were both taken aback.

Before their eyes were bloodshot and they were panting heavily, Wang Zhao suddenly attacked.

boom!

Tang Hao was instantly killed.

Then, a streak of dark purple light flew out along with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which Wang Zhao temporarily caught.

Tang San, who had been stunned for a moment and was about to flee, was frozen in place by Wang Zhao as soon as he turned around.

"King Tang, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Let me show you something good!"

Wang Zhao appeared behind Tang San with a smile, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and then released the Space-Time Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's shocked gaze. The powerful space-time force burst forth, taking the two of them into a fantastical space where the scene before them changed rapidly.

"This, this is..."

Tang San's eyes widened.

Suddenly, Wang Zhao waved his hand again, and a mysterious gold and silver chain appeared out of thin air.

Chronochain!

This is an incredible weapon.

It was formed by the fusion of the Sumeru Lock and the Boundless Chain, divine artifacts left to Wang Zhao by the two Time Gods. It was the reward for the eighth trial of Wang Zhao's Time God Test, which he received right after killing Tang Hao...

Suddenly, the transdimensional chains smashed open a hole in the fantasy space, and Wang Zhao carried Tang San out of the hole.

The next moment, a completely familiar scene appeared before them—

Jialing Pass!

The Jialing Pass, gleaming with the brilliance of soul-guided technology.

"Could it be that we've traveled five years into the future...?"

Tang San seemed to understand something and murmured to himself.

"That's right."

Wang Zhao stood in the void, casually tossed him to the ground, and then stretched out his hand again.

"This is the burial place I carefully selected for you. Hmm, if there are any bones left in the end... how about it?"

Tang San rolled over during his descent and stared intently at Wang Zhao in mid-air.

"I hate..."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have been reborn."

boom!!!!!

……

A spacetime rift opened.

Wang Zhao, who had already become the God King of Time and Space, returned to the original point in time.

"Oh right, there's still the Haotian Sect that hasn't been wiped out, tsk..."

For him, who can now freely roam the river of time, time has lost its meaning. However, he still wishes to return to normal times and spend time with the people and things he cares about, in a structured way.

……

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these ten years—

The Martial Soul Empire was established, and after first annexing the Heaven Dou Empire, it launched a fierce declaration of war against the Star Luo Empire.

The moment the god-level powerhouse of the Spirit Empire appeared on the battlefield, everything lost its meaning, and the Star Luo Empire was destroyed.

Wang Zhao obtained a pair of immortal double pupils and a strange bone from Davis's corpse. Later, he found information about these two things in the secret manual of the Star Luo Royal Family. He couldn't help but laugh at the names "double pupils" and even "supreme bone". In the end, he kept them as souvenirs in the Martial Soul Empire's treasury.

After unifying the continent and the sea, the Spirit Empire set out again to conquer the distant Sun and Moon Continent.

With this, Douluo Star was unified!

……

On the moon.

Wang Zhao, holding Gu Yuena whose face was flushed and whose clothes were disheveled, finally stopped groping her.

Gu Yuena turned around and glared at him.

"To do something like this on the moon... are you finally satisfied? Hmph! Hmph hmph hmph!"

Wang Zhao smiled and comforted her.

"Hey! Don't move!"

"Why are you in there again...?"

"..."

Two hours later.

Having entered a state of sagehood, the two finally began to discuss serious matters.

"Shouldn't our next target be Dragon Horse Star?"

"Um."

"I heard that you recently discovered a new dimension called the Five Elements Continent? It seems that divine auras have appeared there."

"A being with the strength of a second-level god has the potential to become a god-king and can be nurtured with great effort."

"Female?"

"...cough cough."

"I knew it!"

"Hey, hey, let's not get off topic. Today we're mainly talking about the Abyss Dimension, which is a feast, and we might not be able to finish it all..."

"Could the strongest being in the Abyss plane possess the strength of a God-King? Who is it?"

"The ruler of the Abyss Plane, the Abyss Saint King, is not much of a threat; at best, he's just a giant infant wielding a super artifact. The real challenge lies with the Crimson Domain behind the Abyss Plane and even the Crimson Mother, who is at the God-King level. They are almost comparable to the God Realm. However, if we can manage to take advantage of this challenge, we can sit back and relax when we 'welcome' the returning God Realm in the future."

"Hmm? The Crimson Mother, another female, damn it..."

"Hey, hey, hey, your focus is really weird!"

"Oh."

……

……

(End of this chapter)