Douluo Continent: Reborn as Yuhao, they all have ulterior motives.

Chapter 347 The Stage Is About to Be Set (One more chapter at 6 PM)

"How is the situation?"

A cold voice sounded from behind. Huo Yuhao stood up without turning his head. After pulling the short blade stuck in his forehead, he chuckled and pointed at Tang San, the God Realm cultivator who was now pinned under his foot with a look of resentment on his face.

"As you can see, the actors are in place."

Upon hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but scoff, drawing the attention of the two men to himself.

Although his cultivation had been almost completely sealed by the original sin of jealousy, leaving him powerless to continue resisting, he was not too panicked about his predicament.

He also figured out the principle behind Huo Yuhao's so-called ability to freeze time.

That's not some kind of time-freezing ability; it's just that it looks somewhat similar in appearance.

The moment the ice dragon wings behind Huo Yuhao lit up, the space within their area was completely frozen.

Whether it's the flowing breeze, the rolling waves, or the sunlight falling from the sky, even the soul is encompassed within it. Everything, tangible or intangible, loses its sense of time and falls into a state of stillness within these two seconds.

This is why, even though he hadn't sensed any fluctuations in the power of time and space, he watched helplessly as Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared in front of him without warning.

While this ability is undeniably powerful, it is a completely different concept compared to the laws of time, which even gods may not be able to touch.

Of course, he believed that this powerful ability did not come without a price; otherwise, Huo Yuhao could have released it from the beginning instead of waiting until part of his cultivation was sealed.

Just as a Soul Master with Soul Power would certainly have a stronger resistance to cold than an ordinary person, if his cultivation level is strong enough, this freezing effect should be difficult to take effect on him, or rather, it should be difficult to maintain it for a full two seconds as before.

Even if he were present in his true form at this moment, this ability might not be able to affect him, who has already reached the level of a God-King.

"Huo Yuhao, do you think this is the end of it?"

Having figured everything out, Tang San looked at Huo Yuhao with a gloomy gaze, as if he had seen through Huo Yuhao's little scheme.

"What? You haven't killed me yet? Do you want to see me grovel before you? If that's really what you're thinking, then I can only tell you..."

"--dream!"

A sinister smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, his tone filled with barely concealed madness.

"Even if you kill me, so what? Right now, I'm just a wisp of a soul. Even if I'm destroyed, it'll only be that my physical body suffers some injuries."

"But you are different. When I return to the realm of the gods, I will kill you at all costs and make you kneel before me to repent for your offense against the gods."

Snapped--!

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao raised his hand and slapped him without hesitation.

With a crisp sound, Tang San was stunned by the enormous force. As a wisp of divine soul, this pure physical attack naturally did not cause him any harm, but the blow to his mind was undoubtedly immeasurable.

However, before he could fly into a rage, Huo Yuhao's slender hand grabbed his mouth and slowly lifted him up.

"Have you said enough?"

He calmly observed Tang San's eyes, which were filled with resentment, and his indifferent voice echoed across the sea.

"A prisoner should act like a prisoner. Although I don't expect you to cry your eyes out, I sincerely hope you can keep quiet."

After speaking, Huo Yuhao glanced meaningfully at the trembling golden trident in his hand, which was trying to break free, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

"However, your trident seems to be even more volatile than its master."

It felt as if he were grasping scalding lava; an unbearable burning pain kept assaulting his palms, scorching Huo Yuhao's hands, accompanied by a strong sense of repulsion.

Just like when he wielded the Golden Dragon Spear without the bloodline of the Golden Dragon, if it were anyone else, even if they could hold this heavy trident, they would have already been stimulated by the burning pain and let go of it.

But for Huo Yuhao, all of this was just a piece of cake.

His physical abilities, which had been elevated to the extreme, were enough to allow him to forcibly grab the trident as if it were nothing, even without any recognition. The so-called high temperature had no effect on him, who had activated the Ice Emperor Martial Soul and whose body contained the energy of the Fire Dragon King.

It's like a lecherous thief who is extremely well-prepared and intends to commit indecent acts against a respectable woman. No matter whether the other party pulls out pepper spray or a stun gun, it cannot change the fact that she has been forcibly molested.

Tang San witnessed all of this, which made his eyes widen in fury, and he struggled even more fiercely.

How similar this scene is to the time ten thousand years ago when Qian Renxue briefly took away his golden trident.

Back then, he secretly vowed in his heart that he would never let the trident fall into the hands of the enemy again.

The decades in the divine realm did not make him forget this promise; on the contrary, as their compatibility increased, he valued this partner who had accompanied him all the way and fought alongside him even more.

However, now, his most important companion has been snatched from his hands by the boy in front of him, who is holding him with a wicked grin.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

If I had to describe it, it would be like being completely bound, unable to move at all, and forced to watch helplessly as my beautiful wife was wantonly violated by a lecherous demon.

The fierce resistance not only failed to achieve any real effect, but also stimulated the perverted psychology of the lecherous demon, causing his actions to become increasingly brutal.

After a series of futile struggles, things gradually devolve into the wife covering her eyes in pain and shame, helplessly crying out to her husband things like, "Don't look," "It's okay, I'll endure it,"—strange words that are incomprehensible yet inexplicably arousing.

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but close his eyes in pain, two lines of clear tears winding down from the corners of his eyes. At the same time, the hatred in his heart for Huo Yuhao deepened even more.

Unaware of what Tang San was thinking at that moment, Huo Yuhao was also not in a good mood.

Unlike the Eye of Fate, which was completely under his control, this golden trident actually possessed a certain degree of self-awareness.

Although it didn't reach the level of a weapon spirit, it's easy to imagine that such a self-aware artifact would definitely not want to be refined into Dong'er's martial soul.

And even if this guy were willing, he wouldn't dare to use it, since who knows if this thing might cause some unexpected problems during the fusion process?

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Dong'er's nascent martial soul was already in a state of barely clinging to life after being shattered, making it extremely fragile. If things went wrong, it could be completely destroyed, causing unpredictable damage to the host's body, which was something he absolutely did not want to see.

"Luckily, the stage was set up in advance, otherwise we might not have been able to solve this problem."

While saying things that left Tang San from the God Realm somewhat confused, Huo Yuhao casually tossed the trident in his hand towards Tang San under his astonished gaze.

Originally, he intended to use this method to provoke Tang San, who had been reborn, to stop hiding the divine artifact. However, after seeing that Tang San from the God Realm had actually descended to the mortal realm with the trident, he briefly changed his mind and thought that it would be good to take this opportunity to seize the divine artifact from the other party, since this would also weaken Tang San's strength in the God Realm.

But after he discovered that the trident had self-awareness, he abandoned the idea and instead chose the path he had originally planned.

Since the Golden Trident recognizes its master through its own consciousness, similarly, if we could find a way to erase its consciousness, it would undoubtedly make the process of merging with Dong'er much smoother.

Perhaps his destined death could help him accomplish this, but his current strength is insufficient to complete it. After all, the trident is of extremely high quality, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be after he takes action.

But one thing is certain: the power of a divine artifact is often far greater than that of the deity itself. Similarly, the cost of destroying it is far greater than that of killing Ning Rongrong. Even if one succeeds, one will definitely be seriously injured as a result.

He was also unsure whether he could accurately erase its self-awareness under these circumstances. If any deviation occurred during the process, it would cause irreversible damage to the trident, resulting in a significant drop in its quality.

The same principle applies to Tang San's rebirth. If the divine weapon he possesses is also the Golden Trident, then he should also have self-awareness.

Since that's the case, let the two clash, let the two divine weapons fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao looked at Tang San, whom he was holding in his hand, with a smile and a hint of anticipation in his voice.

"It's almost time."

Tang San stared at him coldly, but before he could speak, his vision blurred.

When he came to his senses, he found himself back on the platform of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, led by Huo Yuhao.

But unlike before he left, two terrible slash marks have now appeared at the top of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, as if the sky has been split in two, cutting off the golden sun and silver moon that hang high above.

The changes didn't stop there. The once deserted platform had expanded dozens of times, and nearly a thousand Soul Masters were now standing there busily. They were the Soul Masters who had been attracted by Huo Yuhao's sword that had broken through the Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

"Huh? Huo Yuhao is here too? Wait, why does the guy he's holding look so familiar?"

Upon immediately noticing the commotion, many people present instinctively turned their gaze toward the figure that had suddenly appeared on the platform.

Seeing this, Tang San's face was also filled with astonishment, and soon, exclamations rang out from the crowd.

"He is Tang San's ancestor, who became a god ten thousand years ago!"

P.S.: I need to revise some parts of the next chapter; I'll post it around 6 PM.

(End of this chapter)