Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 747 The Wonderful Uses of a God's Corpse (6K)

The voice waited quietly, seemingly enjoying the feeling of controlling others.

Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged, except that his eyes narrowed slightly, and he even showed a rather kind smile on his face, like a smiling Buddha.

Wang Qiu'er suddenly shuddered. Even though there was a golden and silver light between them, looking at the smiling Huo Yuhao, Wang Qiu'er felt like her golden hair was about to stand on end.

The last time she sensed such a dangerous aura was probably when that guy known as the Evil Emperor stormed into the Star Dou Forest; it was the aura she felt from Di Tian.

Suppressing her emotions, Wang Dong'er calmly replied, "Then let me die."

"You only have one life, do you really choose to die?"

The calm voice reiterated, "You need to give a reason."

"How I use my life is my own right, and there is no reason required."

Wang Dong'er's tone also turned somewhat cold.

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Time seemed to stand still, and everything was frozen in place.

He had witnessed countless love and hate relationships between couples before, but none of them had been so clean, decisive, and straightforward.

It had been so many years since she had been contradicted like this; that voice really wanted to just give in to Wang Dong'er's wish.

But the most awkward thing is that He really can't just kill people like that; the rules of the divine realm don't allow it.

The only way to kill the trial participants is through deep adventures, where people from the Prime Material Plane must kill them.

Several minutes later, the calm voice rang out again, but it carried a distinct hint of displeasure: "I don't like your tone, but I admire your courage. You've passed the first test of sincerity."

Wang Dong'er landed, her delicate body once again enveloped in golden and silver bubbles.

The golden light swirled and immediately landed on Huo Yuhao.

The bubble opened, and his body slowly rose into the air.

Huo Yuhao's mind raced as he pondered the owner of the voice. Although he didn't know much about the God Realm, he tried to analyze the clues in the other party's words, hoping to glean some information and regain the initiative.

This situation is too passive for them; they must find a way to take the initiative in order to stir up the other party's emotions.

"Do you have a lover?" the calm voice asked with interest.

"You don't have it? Can't you even tell?"

Huo Yuhao's gaze was intense, his eyes, which seemed to pierce through the void, were fixed on the distant fluctuation, which should be the source of the sound.

Huo Yuhao's method of answering questions at this time was to answer questions with questions, rather than giving a direct yes or no answer. The advantage of doing so was that he could convey more information with fewer words and also elicit a greater response from the other party.

"Snapped!"

A golden light flashed from nowhere and struck Huo Yuhao hard.

Suddenly, his tight-fitting clothes tore open, revealing the skin and flesh underneath.

To the other party's shock, the golden light only rippled across his body, but Huo Yuhao felt as if his mental energy had been whipped, and a faint stinging pain came from the depths of his soul.

To the owner of the voice, this reaction was utterly unbelievable.

With his own soul power locked and his martial soul unable to be released, even a titled Douluo could not achieve such a feat using only his physical body.

This is a whip that strikes straight at the soul.

Just how resilient must his soul be?

But no matter how surprising it may be, the game must continue.

"Disrespect to me will be punished with a lash; answer the question, repeat it, and you will die."

Huo Yuhao showed no sign of being in a hurry. The fact that the other party immediately whipped him upon hearing his question already revealed his temperament; he was definitely not a magnanimous person. As the saying goes, a prime minister's belly can hold a boat, and the other party's reaction was quite interesting.

It's quite intriguing that a deity could be so emotional.

And what the other person said after whipping him.

Disrespect to me will be punished with a lash; answer my question or die.

There's much more to this statement than meets the eye. Before this, the other party had never mentioned that Qiankun Wenqing Valley had a rule against answering questions with questions. Yet, when questioned in return, even in a seemingly unrelated way, the other party reacted so strongly.

Although I didn't mention this rule, I don't like the tone of your voice, so I'm giving you a slap on the wrist first—that's arrogance.

After I lash you out, I won't say I was arrogant; I'll say you're disrespectful to the gods, making excuses for yourself—that's hypocrisy.

Arrogant and hypocritical, doesn't that sound a lot like Tang San?

That's not right either.

Huo Yuhao's brain was working at lightning speed. As the saying goes, a day in heaven is a year on earth. The gods in the divine realm have almost endless lives. In most of the time, their emotions should be quite peaceful. It is even more impossible for them to argue with mortals who are only alive for a day.

However, there are exceptions, such as Tang San, the Sea God who ascended to heaven ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years is only ten thousand days in his eyes, which is no more than twenty-seven years in the God Realm.

Twenty-seven years is not enough for the divine realm to erase a god's personality; on the contrary, it will amplify some of the minor flaws of the newly ascended god.

However, Tang San had caused a huge mess for himself a few years ago, so he shouldn't have been able to recover his strength in a short time, especially with the Mother of All Spirits causing trouble for him.

Huo Yuhao lowered his head in thought. Right, besides the Sea God, there were quite a few others who ascended with him.

Just as Huo Yuhao was thinking rapidly, the voice was already showing signs of impatience.

A terrifying pressure emanated from them, making the three people present feel breathless.

Huo Yuhao's eyes still held that cold glint of a smile as he narrowed his eyes and stared at the other person.

What, you dare to descend to the mortal realm in your true form?

Tang San didn't know how to kill him because the opponent seemed to possess two divine positions, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

As for the others, if they dared to descend to the next level, they would definitely have informed Tang San and suppressed their own strength to level 99 before entering the Douluo Continent.

Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er were standing beside him. If things went smoothly, he could lure three level 99 Limit Douluos into his trap, trick them into coming to his side, and have them help him kill them while they were still in a daze.

The corpse of a god is a perfect opportunity to test whether burying it underground could turn it into a new treasure trove.

Wang Qiu'er knew Huo Yuhao's past, so how could Huo Yuhao not know that there was a secret hidden in the purse on Wang Qiu'er's right buttock?

Moreover, the God Realm doesn't seem to be entirely under Tang San's control yet, and whether the other side dares to actually descend to the mortal realm is still a question worth discussing.

(End of this chapter)