Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 2 Die together
When the Eye of Destiny - Soul Deprivation collided with the Shura Demon Sword, the entire divine realm seemed to be shrouded in an extremely strong light. The light was so bright that people could not open their eyes, and it stung people's souls as if they were about to be burned.

Where the two forces converged, the space seemed to be kneaded and twisted into countless strange shapes by an invisible giant hand. Black space cracks spread out in all directions like a spider web, and strange purple-black light flashed in the cracks from time to time.

Powerful energy fluctuations centered on the collision point swept in all directions like a raging tsunami. Wherever this fluctuation reached, the mountains and rivers of the divine realm began to tremble violently, and the hard rocks shattered like fragile glass, turning into stone chips all over the sky.

Although Tang San was already injured, how could the full force of the Shura God be so easily resisted? While Huo Yuhao was attacking Tang San, the God of Destruction was also not idle, and a low roar emanated from his mouth.

"Tang San, don't forget, I'm your opponent!"

In an instant, the body of the God of Destruction swelled up in the wind, like a giant rising from the ground. The Scepter of Destruction in his hand also grew larger as his body grew. Then, an incomparably powerful purple light spread outward with his body as the center, and finally turned into a huge purple ball of light, bombarding towards Tang San's position.

As the battle continued, the powers of the three continued to collide and blend, and the terrifying energy that erupted was like a raging torrent, completely exceeding the endurance limit of the divine realm.

"boom--"

There was a deafening roar, and the space above the divine realm seemed to be torn open by an invisible giant hand, and a huge hole suddenly appeared.

A strange purple-black light flickered at the edge of the opening, and inside was bottomless darkness. Black mist continuously surged out, carrying an aura of time and space disorder, as if it was going to drag everything around into endless chaos.

With the emergence of this huge space crack, it was like opening a floodgate of disaster, accelerating the arrival of space-time turbulence.

The divine realm, which was already in chaos, was now in a catastrophe. The violent turbulence of time and space was like a group of ferocious beasts, roaring out from the cracks, and everything was distorted and swallowed up wherever it went.

Under the impact of the turbulence of time and space, the mountains, rivers and land of the divine realm collapsed rapidly like sand castles, turning into countless fragments and disappearing into the endless darkness.

"Tang San, I know you're afraid of losing everything you have now, but I'm determined to take it away, just like you took away the one I loved from me."

Although Huo Yuhao was seriously injured at this moment, his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. He endured the severe pain in his body, mobilized the last bit of strength in his body, rushed towards Tang San, suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Tang San's arm tightly, and used all his strength to drag Tang San towards the direction of the space-time turbulence.

"No! Let me go! Huo Yuhao, you lunatic!" Seeing this, Tang San's face suddenly changed and he roared in horror. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from Huo Yuhao's restraints, but Huo Yuhao's hands were like iron clamps, holding him tightly.

"Qiu'er, Teacher, Dong'er, I'm here to see you."

"I hope that in my next life, I will not be so cowardly anymore. I will be able to see my own destiny clearly early on, and you will not die for me."

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and spoke word by word. His body trembled continuously under the impact of the turbulence of time and space, his skin was torn and blood splattered everywhere, but he still did not let go.

A moment later, the figures of the two completely disappeared in the darkness, and along with them, the colorful fire lotus that followed the turbulence of time and space and appeared in the sky above the divine realm also disappeared.

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Huo Yuhao's consciousness gradually became blurred in the turbulence of time and space. His body seemed to be pulled by countless invisible hands. Every inch of his skin and every bone was in severe pain.

His vision was filled with darkness and chaos, and all he could hear was the whistling wind and the roar of the disordered time and space. The power of life was rapidly draining from his body. Just as he was about to fall into complete darkness, a blurry figure slowly emerged before his eyes.

He was a young man in a black robe carrying a huge ruler on his back. He was quietly suspended in the turbulence of time and space, as if this violent force had no effect on him. The corners of his black robe were flying freely in the turbulence, which gave him an aura that was superior to heaven and earth and was the only one of his kind.

"You... who are you?" Huo Yuhao stammered.

The young man in black robe looked at Huo Yuhao without saying a word. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mysterious smile. Then, his body began to undergo strange changes, gradually becoming illusory, and finally turning into a black ring.

This black ring was spinning gently in the turbulence of time and space, slowly flying towards Huo Yuhao. When the ring touched Huo Yuhao's finger, it instantly merged into his body and disappeared with him in the endless turbulence of time and space.

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Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.

Holy Soul Village, a small village located in the southern suburbs of Notting City in the Fasno Province of Douluo Continent, is like a pearl forgotten by time, emitting a simple and tranquil light.

The village's buildings, mostly constructed of stone and wood, are scattered across the landscape in an orderly fashion. Each house has a small courtyard, filled with a variety of vegetables and flowers: red peppers, green vegetables, pink roses, a vibrant display of color. In the early morning, as the first rays of sunlight filter through the village, curls of smoke rise from the chimneys of each household, mingling with the morning mist.

On a small hill not far away, there was a thin figure. It was a child who looked only five or six years old. His skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat and tidy, and his eyes were staring at the village not far away.

"This...this is...Holy Soul Village?"

"I was reborn? And I went back to the Spirit Hall era ten thousand years ago?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang San's small body trembled slightly, and he said in disbelief.

Recalling the moment when he was dragged into the turbulence of time and space by Huo Yuhao, Tang San was still in shock. He thought he was doomed to die, but now that he had survived the catastrophe and lived a new life, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a smug smile on his face.

"Huo Yuhao, not only did I marry my daughter to you, I also trained you as my successor. Yet, you actually stabbed me in the back for a soul beast and a remnant of soul, causing me to lose all my cultivation. You are so ungrateful, you deserve death."

"When I achieve a breakthrough in my cultivation, I will hunt down that soul beast and use it as a soul ring."

After saying that, Tang San slowly stood up and took a deep breath. He tried to calm himself down. He knew very well that the Spirit Hall was at its peak in this era and he had to speed up his training. In this life, he must not repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry. I will never let anyone hurt you again in this life. Spirit Hall, you killed my mother in order to obtain a hundred thousand year spirit ring and spirit bone. This is simply unforgivable. You have been sentenced to death!"

"After I hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings and soul bones to improve my cultivation, I will definitely catch all of you beasts in one fell swoop."

As Tang San spoke, he walked towards home. When he thought of his father Tang Hao, a complex emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

In his previous life, Tang Hao was devastated by the sacrifice of his wife A Yin, and ever since then he has lived in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village, leading a seemingly ordinary life.

Tang San knew that deep in his father's heart, the fire of hatred towards the Spirit Hall was always burning, but for some reason, it was deeply buried.

In this life, Tang San decided not to let his father continue to live in such a cowardly way. He wanted to comfort Tang Hao and let him become the majestic Haotian Douluo as soon as possible.

He knew very well that Tang Hao's strength was top-notch in Douluo Continent. If he could recover soon, he would surely be a powerful aid in his fight against the Spirit Hall and his efforts to become a god again. So, he carefully considered in his mind how to speak.

On the east side of the village, there is a small blacksmith shop.

There was a blazing fire in the blacksmith shop, sparks flying everywhere, and the sound of clanging iron could be heard incessantly. A middle-aged man was swinging a heavy hammer, hitting the red-hot iron block again and again, sweat dripping from his forehead.

At the same time, in a small forest outside Notting City, a young boy who looked only five or six years old was slowly waking up. He was wearing a clean cloth suit, his short black hair looked neat and tidy, and he had a pair of deep blue eyes.

He is Huo Yuhao, who was reborn with Tang San and came to the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago.

Huo Yuhao's consciousness was still in a chaotic state at the moment. He vaguely heard someone calling him "little friend" in his ear, with a bit of anxiety and concern in the voice.

The next second, Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes and felt a sharp pain in his head, as if countless needles were pricking him. His eyes were full of confusion, and the memories of his previous life had become blurred in his mind.

He tried to recall his past, but his mind was blank, as if covered by a heavy snow, and all his memories disappeared without a trace.

As his vision gradually became clear, he saw a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was tall and straight, wearing a white suit with a black cloak on his back. In the center of his chest was a fist-sized word "Soul", and his face had a concerned look.

Seeing Huo Yuhao wake up, the young man smiled with relief and said, "Little friend, you're finally awake."

Huo Yuhao stared at the unfamiliar young man before him, his lips trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but his throat was extremely dry. He swallowed hard and forced himself to ask, "Who... who are you? Who am I? Where is this place?"

"My name is Su Yuntao, and I'm a patrol deacon of the Spirit Hall." Upon hearing this, the young man frowned slightly, and a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes. He seemed surprised by Huo Yuhao's reaction, but he still explained patiently.

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