Douluo Continent: Starting by controlling the Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult

Chapter 92 It's so good to have you here!

The thought that he might spend the next few days being hunted down by the gods made the entire tree feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but cast a hopeful glance at the Silver Dragon King beside him.

The Silver Dragon King is also frantically searching the entire far north with her divine king-level spiritual power. As long as she discovers the whereabouts of Huo Yuhao and the others, she can quickly pursue them by using spatial teleportation.

She must do everything in her power to save the Ice Emperor; the birth of the chosen one will undoubtedly bring new hope to the soul beast lineage.

As a result, the entire far north was shrouded in her divine king-level spiritual pressure, and all the soul beasts were so intimidated by this aura that they dared not move.

Despite Huo Yuhao's unparalleled spiritual realm in the original storyline ending, before experiencing a series of events such as the spacetime turbulence, the Silver Dragon King was still synonymous with the strongest spiritual realm.

After all, she was half of the invincible Dragon God's true form!

In the Divine Might Space, Huo Yuhao held the increasingly cold-blooded beauty in his arms, allowing his own injuries to worsen, and continuously channeled his soul power into her body, attempting to sustain Zhongli Yu's life.

Zhongli Yu is now on the verge of death.

He didn't even dare to rashly draw upon the surrounding life energy to heal Zhongli Yu. If he did, the Silver Dragon King would instantly sense their location and then tear through space to kill them.

In that case, all efforts would be in vain. Not only would Zhongli Yu die in vain, but he, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, and Bibi Dong would also be dragged down with him.

"Yuhao, I'm sorry, I failed to capture Bingdi immediately, which caused you..." Beside him was Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, who looked remorseful. If it hadn't delayed too much time in the process of capturing Bingdi, Huo Yuhao wouldn't have had to do everything he could to buy himself a chance, which ultimately led to Zhongli Yu's sacrifice.

"It's my fault, I should have thought of it sooner..." Huo Yuhao's blood-red eyes were filled with tears. "After a year of tempering and transformation, I am far superior to my original self at the same time. I absorbed too much of your spiritual essence, which caused your spiritual clone to lose a lot of strength and fail to break through the blockade of the Ten Thousand Demon King and capture the Ice Emperor in time."

"If I hadn't been greedy, I should have stopped this plan the moment the Demon King appeared, and Yu'er wouldn't have..."

Huo Yuhao was filled with deep self-blame. He was not a god, and he did not consider things so thoroughly. Even when faced with an emergency, he failed to respond and handle it correctly in the first place.

Just like last time when he faced that bastard Gou Luanshi during the academy's freshman assessment, if he hadn't been careless and let Xie Huanyue fight them alone, his brother would naturally not have been harmed.

Ultimately, the prophetic perspective from God's point of view gave him abilities far superior to those of Hogwarts at the same time, which indirectly greatly inflated his ego, giving him a constant sense of certainty of victory.

But things don't always go as planned. The timeline shifted, and who would have thought that the Demon King would happen to appear in the far north on the orders of the Silver Dragon King?

Last time it was Xie Huanyue, this time it was Zhongli Yu, so who will it be next time? Huo Yuhao dared not think further, he didn't even have the right to blame Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

Even Bibi Dong lost a significant amount of her Rakshasa power due to his willfulness, and was unable to replenish it for a short period of time, rendering many of her trump cards useless.

In the end, all he got was Ice Emperor, whose willingness to become his spirit ring was unknown.

Therefore, now that Huo Yuhao has fully regained his senses, the first person he hates most is not the Demon King who severely injured Zhongli Yu, but himself for his greed and arrogance.

If it weren't for his own greed, why didn't he flee immediately when the unexpected happened? If it weren't for his own greed, why would he try to have Zhongli Yu, who had just been promoted to Title Douluo, join him in stopping the ferocious beast-level Ten Thousand Demon King?

Now everything is set in stone. Zhongli Yu's vital signs are gradually fading. There is no going back in life. If Zhongli Yu really leaves him like this, he will spend the rest of his life in regret.

Zhongli Yu is not a soul beast. After death, she can be resurrected with rare and precious materials like the Shura Sword Sheath, the Giant Monkey, and the Grass Flower Snake. When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out. Unless the ruler of the Douluo plane takes action to bring her soul back from the Pure Land and reshape her physical body, there is no possibility of her being resurrected.

The two, separated for a long time, spent the last few days together, embracing each other and pouring out their feelings. Little did they know that this would be their last time together.

"Yuhao, we still have one last chance." Seemingly unable to bear Huo Yuhao's inability to extricate himself from his grief, Bibi Dong conjured up her illusory form in the Divine Might Space, approached Huo Yuhao, gently stroked his back, and said softly.

"Then what should I do?" Huo Yuhao raised his head with difficulty. Bibi Dong's words seemed to be his last lifeline. He felt as if he had grasped something.

"Don't forget, the true purpose and meaning of our trip is to make Ice Emperor your second martial soul. It's an action, but your goal and meaning is to become a god in the future." Bibi Dong's gentle gaze seemed to melt Huo Yuhao. "You told me that you need to use all available resources in Douluo Continent to fight against Tang San of the God Realm."

"There is only one being who can truly defeat the Sea God, the Asura God, and even many other deities, and that is the Dragon God."

Huo Yuhao suddenly realized that the person he had been looking for an opportunity to communicate with was right under his nose.

Rather than letting her have a child with Tang Wulin in the future, it would be better to find a way to help her obtain the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and the Dragon God's core, so that she can become the Dragon God again!

Huo Yuhao's eyes shone brightly once more. He took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Her Majesty the Empress beside him, his eyes seeming to hold something more.

During this period of despair, she was there for me again, pointing me in the right direction and showing me the way forward.

It's so good to have you here!

Bibi Dong met his gaze directly, without flinching. She loved seeing the young man so spirited and confident.

Huo Yuhao didn't say anything more, and with the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, he disappeared from the Divine Might Space in a flash.

At this moment, the Silver Dragon King and the Demon King were frantically using their spiritual power to probe the location of Huo Yuhao and the others, almost scanning the entire far north with their spiritual senses.

"Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena, no need to look anymore." Huo Yuhao's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two beasts. His body was covered in wounds, but it did not affect his calm and composed temperament in the slightest.

The Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's beautiful eyes instantly reflected a terrifying pressure. Her immense spiritual power enveloped Huo Yuhao and the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm beside her. If Huo Yuhao were to escape into the Divine Might Space again as before, he would surely be shattered along with the entire space in an instant.

"Not hiding anymore?" Gu Yuena sneered.

She was so beautiful that even though Huo Yuhao had seen countless women, he had never seen a woman who could compare to her.

She had long, silver hair that cascaded down her back to her ankles, the strands not only smooth but also possessing a texture like silver crystal. She possessed a beauty that defied description; no description could adequately capture her stunning face. Her skin was slightly pale, and she had purple eyes. Even in the simplest of jumpsuits, she exuded sexiness. Her eyes were incredibly beautiful, with long, curled eyelashes and clear, bright purple irises. Especially when a hint of melancholy crossed her gaze, it evoked a feeling of tenderness and protectiveness in those who looked at her.

She is the most powerful Soul Beast King in history, an incarnation of the Dragon God, and the strongest empress in the Soul Beast world.

Huo Yuhao wasn't sure how much of her original strength Gu Yuena could unleash now, but he figured she wouldn't be much weaker than the fully-fledged Rakshasa Goddess Bibi Dong in her lifetime.

"My lord, be careful of this brat. I wonder what trick he's up to this time!" The Demon King, pale-faced, hurriedly warned him. His previous near-death experience had instilled in him a slight fear of the young man.

"You dare to show yourself? Are you courting death? And how do you know my identity?" Gu Yuena was very confident in her strength. Since the other party had already appeared so openly, she would naturally go all out and give him no more chances.

"Who exactly are you?"

Faced with Gu Yuena's barrage of questions, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile, then said seriously, "I am the once-in-ten-thousand-years chosen one of destiny in the Douluo Continent, the pride of this era, the man who will become a god in the future!"

The author wrote it this way to more realistically flesh out the growth process of the protagonist, an ordinary person who transmigrated from another world. If everything went too smoothly, the story would just become a pure wish-fulfillment novel. If the writing doesn't consider the various factors of reality, readers will find it boring after the initial thrill. I also hope to bring everyone a different story of Huo Yuhao; he can be like you or me in real life—simply someone who gets attracted to beautiful women, becomes arrogant with success, and lacks flexibility in unexpected situations—a normal transmigrated person.

(End of this chapter)