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

Chapter 8 Guiding Fate
But the flower only lingered on the butterfly for a few seconds before withering away.

"What's wrong with you? Why are the flowers withering?"

Xia Die Mingkong looked up at the sky and said calmly, "It's better if you don't know these things."

"It's better not to know, but I really want to know."

"Eh?"

The Imperial Beast charged directly at Xia Die and began to guide her through her destiny.

No, you're too fierce! But thankfully, it was wearing the Ring of Restraint, so the Imperial Beast wasn't affected by the death aura.

However, Xia Die did not resist and let the system help me.

The two pressed together, and on Xia Die's brow, a strangely patterned magic circle appeared, a gaze between two destinies.

The roar was like thunder, as if tearing the sky apart.

"Stop! Auspicious beast, stop!" Amidst the mournful roar, the Crimson King rushed towards the auspicious beast, drawn by its aura. The sight before him caused his pupils to shrink sharply. His crimson eyes bulged with bloodshot veins, veins throbbed on his face, and his chest heaved violently, as if he were about to explode at any moment.

With a deafening roar, the vertical pupil on the forehead of the three-eyed golden lion pressed tightly against the brow of the fairy. In an instant, a gale raged like an enraged beast, and invisible ripples of fate spread outwards from them, layer upon layer. The human and the beast slowly detached from the ground, their figures intertwined, as if the threads of destiny were intertwined and entwined.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from the point of convergence, transforming into a pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, seemingly piercing the boundary between heaven and earth. This light was like a declaration of destiny, causing the towering ancient trees of the Star Dou Great Forest to rustle, and the soul beasts in the forest to raise their heads; the mist permeating the Sunset Forest was pierced by the golden light, and the beasts paced restlessly; the dark aura of the Demon Forest faintly retreated under the illumination of the pillar of light; in the depths of the sea, thousands of sea soul beasts stopped swimming; and the ice and snow of the far north reflected a strange brilliance.

Moreover, in the streets and alleys of the four great empires of Tianhun, Douling, Xingluo, and Riyue, whether it was street vendors or Soul Masters who were cultivating, everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing, looked up at the golden pillar of light that pierced the sky, and felt a strange tremor in their hearts, as if some kind of long-sealed order was being broken and a new chapter of destiny was about to unfold.

As the power of fate reached its peak, the consciousnesses of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion and the Butterfly collided violently. Countless scenes replayed in their minds like shattered fragments of a mirror; of course, the memories of the transmigrator were almost nonexistent.

Suddenly, a tearing pain shot through Xia Die's brow, as if an invisible divine axe had cleaved her soul. Pale golden light burst forth like the rising sun at dawn, slowly coalescing on her forehead into a vertical pupil with flowing, mysterious patterns. A rich power of destiny surged within the pupil, like an inverted galaxy, reflecting hazy shadows of the future and the past.

Eye of Fate

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The moment the Eye of Destiny opened, the system also thoughtfully cleared the memories of some people in Xia Die, and the strange phenomenon just now was just a dream.

Tang Wutong's soul and Tang San's consciousness were both absorbed into the system space. The lingering echoes of intertwined memories...
The golden pillar of light slowly dissipated like a receding galaxy, and Xia Die and the Three-Eyed Golden Lion staggered to the ground, their legs feeling as if their bones had been pulled out. The exchange of fates had left Xia Die in a weakened state. But at this moment, their memories were also exchanged within the realm of destiny.

The three-eyed golden lion opposite it clearly saw more than Xia Die—her blurry silhouette in another world, and those strange objects that did not belong to this continent.

"Yuhao...Xiadie..."

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion gazed at the nearby butterfly, and a soft whimper escaped its throat, like the gentlest breeze in the forest, carrying a strange intimacy and longing.

The call was like a fine needle, instantly piercing Xia Die's chaotic consciousness. She looked up abruptly, not yet fully awake from the dizziness of intertwined memories, when an overwhelming pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, seized her breath. An invisible force crushed her back, causing her to slam one knee heavily onto the scorched earth, a metallic taste rising in her throat.

"Human, do you even know what you've just done!" The Crimson King's roar exploded with molten fury, as if he would crush the human before him into dust in the next second. "How dare you trespass on the auspicious beast's fortune! This taboo is enough to condemn you to eternal damnation!"

The Crimson King's chilling killing intent was almost tangible, and he was about to unleash a fatal blow when the oppressive aura surrounding the Butterfly suddenly receded like a tide. Above the sky, space cracked inch by inch like tattered brocade, and dazzling purple light surged out from the cracks. Accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, a colossal purple dragon that blotted out the sky broke through the boundary.

It looked down at the tense scene below, its purple vertical pupils surging with an aura of dominance over everything. The pressure exerted by the Crimson King vanished before it like a firefly meeting the blazing sun.

what is this.

The dead dragon, Polykes, looked down at the ground, its cold, vertical pupils surging with an ancient, oppressive aura. The bloodline power within the Crimson King suddenly trembled violently, charging wildly like prey encountering its natural enemy. His prized aura of a spirit beast was like a candle flickering in the wind before the dragon; his legs went weak uncontrollably, and he almost collapsed to his knees.

This dragon is the kind that protects this human being.

Wait, it doesn't seem to be human.

"Pollyceus, stop."

A weak cry from Xiaodie made the dead dragon Polyces stop what it was doing and fly toward Xiaodie.

"Let's go back to the flower field, let's not hurt them."

Upon hearing this, the dead dragon Polykes glared fiercely at the Red King before finally collapsing to the ground.

Xia Die took one last look at the Three-Eyed Golden Lion before climbing onto the back of the Dead Dragon Polyches with her sister.

The dead dragon Polykes tore open another spatial rift.

The dead dragon Bolykes passed through the spatial rift, and then the spatial rift that Bolykes had torn apart disappeared.

"What a terrifying dragon."

The Red King was shocked because he had never seen this dragon before. If he had made a move, he could have blocked its attack on his own.

He looked down at the auspicious beast and asked, "Auspicious Beast, are you alright?" The Imperial Auspicious Beast remained silent, seemingly caught in some kind of struggle. After a long silence, it finally said softly, "Uncle Crimson King, what I did just now was voluntary. I'm very tired now. Let's go home..."

"Well, let's go home."

On its way away, the Imperial Beast looked at the spatial rift that had been torn apart earlier, now restored to its original state.

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"Yuhao...Xiadie..."

Will you remain in the underworld forever? This time, your fate will be even more tragic than in that previous life.

Brilliant golden light, as if alive, roamed freely across her body, condensing into surging flames, each leap scattering tiny fragments of light. In an instant, all colors in the world faded away, the entire sky becoming a curtain of golden flames, with only that intense light scorching every inch of space.

The three-eyed golden lion stood frozen like a sculpture, obscured by the dazzling golden light. She wanted to stop the foolish girl, but found herself unable to move, forced to watch helplessly as it all unfolded.

"No..." A heart-wrenching cry burst from his throat.

Suddenly, the three-eyed golden lion awoke with a start, finding herself lying beside the Lake of Life. The clear lake water reflected her terrified appearance, and the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear the rustling of the wind through the grass. She gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently. "It was just a dream..." she murmured to herself, her tense body gradually relaxing.

But she felt it wasn't a dream, because she saw two scenes: one was a parallel world, Douluo Continent, her future with Huo Yuhao; the other was a fragment of Xia Die's memory on the Collapsed Starry Sky Railway.

Yes, that is the future.

When it completes its fateful interaction with Xia Die, it not only sees Xia Die's memories from childhood to adulthood, but also its own memories from another world.

But Xia Die's memories of growing up are too heartbreaking; after reading them, I couldn't help but want to cry.

No wonder she told me, "I belong to the human race, but fate is not kind to them." Imagine, she was treated as an outsider since childhood, yet she also knew about her past life in this life.

She remained in the underworld forever, and although she was very lonely, she did not feel alone with anyone else.

Her companions died, either from her own "death curse," and her sister died, though she was resurrected in this life.

In this life, her mother also died, also by her own hand, earlier than her mother in the parallel world.

Moreover, why stay in the forbidden flower sea? She seems to have lost all feeling for human society.

The scene after Huo Yun'er's death was also in front of her.

"Mom, hang in there. After those people leave, I'll take you to the clinic for treatment."

Seeing Huo Yun'er, who was covered in wounds and extremely weak, Xia Die burst into tears.

Huo Yun'er managed to stand up, but forcing herself to do so would only worsen her injuries.

"Mom, don't get up, you're badly injured."

"Xiaoyutong, don't waste your energy. Maybe your mother is useless and that's why you didn't have a happy childhood. Don't resent your father."

Then, Huo Yun'er, forcing herself to stay strong, said, "Let me hug you one last time, my child. Goodbye, my child."

"No, Mom."

Amidst this sea of ​​flowers, Huo Yun'er embraces Xia Die (Huo Yutong).

Finally, Huo Yun'er lowered her weak hand and left this world.

"Mother……"

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion was here, wanting to cry and desperately wanting to help, but she couldn't do anything about it. And then there was another absurd memory.

That memory of myself made me fall in love with him.

Upon returning, the two contrasting memories were like being heartbroken and crying while watching a TV drama.

If it were just a dream, that would be one thing, but the key issue is that this memory from another world has begun to gradually affect my present self.

This gave it an extremely complex feeling towards the butterfly, a mixture of joy, sadness, and many other emotions that were too complicated to express in a short time.

She's so pitiful; she has so many things to tell.

At this moment, a man dressed in a black robe came to the side of the three-eyed golden lion.

(End of this chapter)