Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 11 Tang San in Action

"Sister, what are you thinking about?" Polycia asked.

Xia Die stroked Polycia's hair and said, "I wasn't thinking about anything, just the last thing you said to me before."

"Ah."

……

"At the very end, can you grant me one wish?"

"of course can."

Please don't forget me.

"Yes, I promise you, even if I cross the cycle of reincarnation again, when we meet again in the next life, I will hold you tightly, just like when we were first born, even if we don't know each other's names."

"Xia Die... her name truly reflects her beauty!"

May death bring you peace.

Life, which had been stagnant, began to flow again.

Their recollections ended.

They put on their clothes, and Xiaodie took Polcia to swing on the swing.

"La la la..."

On the other side, in the realm of gods.

Beneath the swirling clouds and mist of the sky, the divine palace floats high in the heavens. Its crystal dome reflects countless golden rays of light, and a vast divine radiance flows between its magnificent buildings, bathing the entire sky in a sacred glow.

Passing through the majestic palace gates carved from white jade, one enters the depths of the temple. In the vast hall, only a lone man with long, azure-blue hair stands. His cascading hair gleams with a cold, sharp light, perfectly complementing the chilling aura surrounding him. At this moment, his brows are furrowed, his eyes churning with a deep, gloomy light, and his handsome face is contorted with a chilling rage, as if he might unleash a raging storm at any moment.

Ice shards suddenly materialized at his fingertips, his voice shattering with chill in the empty palace: "The divine realm is but a fleeting moment, while the mortal world experiences changing seasons. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, without noticing the movements of Douluo Star, my secondary body perished on that continent!"

None of these are important; what matters is the information transmitted from this body.

His former "good son-in-law," Huo Yuhao, may very well have been reborn with his memories intact! The most troublesome thing is that he has never been to Shrek Academy or Tang Sect, and has vanished without a trace, like a clay ox disappearing into the sea.

Ten years ago, in order to cultivate new blood for the God Realm, he personally arranged a marriage for his youngest daughter, Tang Xiaoqi, who was going to Douluo Star for training, and brought the rising genius Huo Yuhao under the Tang family's wing. But now, the "good son-in-law" that he once personally pushed onto the altar has become the most dangerous variable.

If he couldn't eliminate Huo Yuhao immediately, Xiao Qi would be bound to a tragic fate with him due to the intricate web of destiny, a fate that held a deep grudge against him. And the preordained destiny could never be altered... The thought of his beloved daughter Xiao Qi potentially turning against him, shattering their previously harmonious father-daughter relationship, caused Tang Shenwang's brows to furrow even more, his heart filled with worry and helplessness.

Tang San sent a message to Da Ming and Er Ming, instructing them to guide his alternate body and, incidentally, to find that guy Huo Yuhao.

"It is imperative to eliminate Huo Yuhao. If he is allowed to grow, he will become a disaster in the future!"

Just as Tang Shenwang was feeling troubled, two people appeared in front of him. One of them, under his hood, pulled the hood down further with a cold smile and gave a cool snort.

"God of Destruction, God of Death, what are you doing here?"

"Of course, I have some good news to share with you. This isn't the time to talk. It'll be much more interesting at the God's Arena." The God of Death said coldly.
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As dusk, like blood, soaked the borders of the Heavenly Soul Empire, a majestic, iron-gray castle perched atop a rugged mountain.

The three gilded characters "Haotian Fort" gleamed coldly on the rusty arched gate, like the bared fangs of a giant beast overlooking the misty abyss below.

Inside the council chamber deep within the castle, candlelight flickered like will-o'-the-wisps. The Second Sect Master, Titan, stood in the shadows, arms crossed, his bronze face sharply defined, radiating a chilling aura of power. "Set off immediately for Shrek City and deliver these supplies to Tang Lin of the Tang Clan," his voice low and rumbling, each word carrying an unquestionable command. "Protect them secretly. Any unusual activity will be met with swift and decisive action."

"Yes, Second Sect Master!" More than ten Soul Masters clad in heavy Xuan Iron armor knelt down with a thud, the sound of metal clashing echoing in the silent room.

Titan pulled a yellowed sheet of paper from his sleeve and tossed it to the crowd. "Activate all intelligence networks and track down this person with all your might." His eyes blazed as he stared at the hastily written words on the paper. "Remember, find him alive or dead." The leading Soul Master took the paper, his gaze sweeping over its contents. The name "Huo Yuhao" caught his eye, and along with the related information, he couldn't help but frown: "Second Sect Master, this is nothing more than a discarded pawn of the Star Luo Empire, with whom our Clear Sky Sect has never had any dealings."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Titan whirled around, a flicker of unnatural panic in his eyes. He gazed at the churning clouds outside the window, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "Some secrets...are not for you to know."

"As ordered!"

The council chamber fell into a deathly silence, with only the mountain wind howling across the eaves of the castle, emitting a mournful wail.

At the edge of the Starry Sky Forest, twilight descended like a veil.

A young girl strode out across the dew-covered flagstones, her graceful figure accentuated by a white silk outfit, the silver trim shimmering in the rosy light. Her waterfall-like purple hair cascaded down, the ends still adorned with a few maple leaves from the forest, swaying gently with her steps.

Those purplish-pink eyes darted around uneasily, sometimes gazing at the sky, as if trying to catch some thread that draws the soul. A faint fluctuation of soul power emanated from afar, causing her fingertips to tremble slightly, her heart pounding like a startled deer.

"Why did I act on impulse?" She bit her lower lip, a suspicious blush rising at the tips of her ears. She knew that the opportunity to transform was extremely rare, and she shouldn't have secretly left her clan without telling the Crimson King, but when that mysterious aura appeared in her consciousness, her body made the decision faster than her mind.

Looking back at the receding forest, the girl sighed softly. "I hope... Uncle Wang won't be punished by Emperor Tian." She tidied a strand of hair behind her ear and quickened her pace in the direction she sensed.

In reality, Di Tian and the others knew everything, but the Three-Eyed Golden Lion foolishly thought it could deceive everyone.

As twilight deepened at the edge of the Starry Sky Forest, the previously silent air suddenly rippled. A silver streak of light pierced the twilight, and then, a girl with cascading silver hair landed gracefully. Moonlight poured down on her, causing her silver dress, adorned with tiny starlight, to shimmer like a flowing galaxy. A pale purple crystal hair ornament adorned her silver hair, swaying gently with her movements and reflecting a cold luster. Her deep purple eyes, seemingly holding a vast galaxy, were now fixed on the direction where the three-eyed golden lion had departed, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"My lord, the auspicious beast has departed."

A sudden, chilling wind swept through the forest, swirling withered leaves that brushed past the ankles of the girl in the silver dress. The figure of the black-robed man, Di Tian, ​​appeared behind Gu Yuena.
"Yes, I know, you've all eaten what we gave you."

“We’ve eaten them all. Now, as long as we don’t reveal our names, even the Limit Douluo won’t be able to figure out our identities.”

Those who traveled with Gu Yuena included Di Tian, ​​Bi Ji, Zi Ji, and the Demon King.

As for Xiong Jun, Chi Wang, and Yao Ling, go and guard the home. Is there no one to guard the Star Dou Great Forest? When the time comes, look at the core area and you'll find not a single ferocious beast overlord.

"Let's go and meet that elf girl."

"Yes, my lord."

Sea of ​​Deadly Flowers.

Outside the Sea of ​​Deathly Flowers, withered trees stood like ghosts, their branches twisted and intertwined, slicing the sunlight into tiny fragments. Layers of miasma surged and rose, transforming into a white mist that lingered a hundred meters away from the Emperor Beast. The mist was as ethereal as a veil, yet possessed an eerie, illusory quality, seemingly isolating this area completely from the outside world. Each wisp of mist seemed to silently tell untold secrets, shrouding everything in a faint aura of death.

But then again, since I'm already here, I don't know how to get in.

Parting the lingering mist, a carpet of white bones suddenly came into view. Fingers twisted like withered branches, empty eye sockets of skulls stared blankly at the sky, the stark white bones gleaming coldly in the darkness, making the surrounding atmosphere even more eerie. Strangely, a faint, sweet fragrance floated through the forest, like spring blossoms mingling with morning dew, seeping into the nostrils and completely masking the stench of decaying bones. These two extreme scents intertwined eerily in the air, sending chills down one's spine, as if every breath carried a sweet invitation to death.

It seems that some of the people who chased Xia Die back then were sweetly killed by the ghostly energy here, without any pain, just like sleeping in a dream.

But he didn't know how to get in, because Xia Die had possessed the [Curse of Death], which allowed Huo Yun'er to enter, but none of them had it and couldn't neutralize the gas here.

Just as the girl's thoughts were churning, the surrounding mist suddenly surged violently, as if being stirred up by an invisible giant hand. Immediately afterwards, a series of dull and heavy footsteps came from the depths of the mist, "thump, thump, thump," each step seeming to pound on the heart.

With a creaking sound, a figure clad in silver armor slowly emerged from the thick fog. Though the armor was worn and rusty, it still gleamed with a cold, sharp light, appearing and disappearing in the mist. The skull general's head was a massive iliac bone, and two eerie green flames flickered in its dark eye sockets, radiating a chilling, malevolent aura.

It gripped a blood-red greatsword tightly in its hand, its blade covered in eerie patterns, as if cast in blood. The skeleton general was towering, standing about five meters tall, and with each step it took, the ground trembled, raising a cloud of dust. Its imposing figure and the greatsword in its hand appeared particularly terrifying in this gloomy environment.

"This is the realm of death ahead; the living must not approach. If you recklessly tread upon it again, the calamity of the underworld will arrive in an instant, your soul will be annihilated, and you will never be able to escape!" The Skeleton General said, pointing at Wang Qiu'er.

(End of this chapter)