Douluo Continent: Original Body Huo Yuhao

At dawn, the sun shines on the earth, equally illuminating every inch of land and every living being. In an inconspicuous, desolate area, a solitary grave stands out conspicuously, with only a broken wooden plank as a tombstone in front of it, and a dirty little boy lying on the grave.

Suddenly, the little boy opened his eyes.

"Shouldn't I be completely dead?" the little boy muttered to himself, looking down at himself. He was dressed in tattered, faded clothes, his hands and fingernails were covered in mud, and his clothes were also covered in dew. He quickly scanned his surroundings to assess his environment.

A small mound? No, it's a grave. He saw the tombstone.

Suddenly, the boy froze, as if struck by a bolt of psychic lightning without warning, familiar yet strange memories flooding his mind. As if all his strength had been drained, he collapsed to his knees, tears streaming unconsciously down his cheeks. The tombstone bore the crooked inscription "Tomb of Huo Yun'er," and the boy was none other than Huo Yuhao.

"This is impossible! This is a trick!" Sadness, anger, and longing intertwined in his heart, and he roared and howled! Huo Yuhao knew that this was the softest and most vulnerable part of his heart, and the evil god must be using this to corrupt him!

Soon, Huo Yuhao regained his composure and prepared to break the illusion. Huo Yuhao's spiritual energy possessed the characteristic of dispelling illusions, and he had speculated whether this was related to his former martial soul—the Spirit Eye—a benign mutation resulting from the interaction between his own soul and the essence of the subspace.

"Huh?" Huo Yuhao was surprised to find that he couldn't mobilize his spiritual energy, while an unfamiliar power flowed within his body. "This is... soul power?" Huo Yuhao thought in confusion. This wasn't subspace spiritual energy, but a power from the real world. He finally realized that this didn't seem to be an illusion.

"In that battle, Father and the evil gods should have been severely injured. They wouldn't have had the power to plot against another person who deserved to die. No, I didn't die! It was that subspace storm!" Huo Yuhao remembered. When his consciousness faded, a special subspace storm swept in, and his last consciousness was caught in it. He didn't die completely, but returned to Douluo Continent.

Huo Yuhao finally realized that he had truly returned. He knelt on one knee before the tombstone, one hand stroking it, the other making an eagle-sign gesture. His face was solemn, his eyes resolute. The vow of the boy from yesterday and that of Huo Yuhao today seemed to overlap: "Mother, I will avenge you! I will bring the final judgment upon the White Tiger Duke's mansion!"

Fortunately, this world lacked a subspace, and Huo Yuhao knew that his mother had completely vanished. This could be considered a blessing from this world! From this day forward, Huo Yuhao would simply be Huo Yuhao, Huo Yun'er's son; all the past events would become history as he disappeared from the Golden Throne. He was no longer the Primarch of the Empire; he would begin a new life!

"But Roger Dorn, Robert Guilliman, Vulcan... and Saint Gilles and... Horus, they were all wonderful people too!" Huo Yuhao chuckled self-deprecatingly, tears welling up as he thought of their fates. "And my sons! And that less-than-ideal father!"

On the golden throne, Huo Yuhao frantically devoured warp energy to maintain the stability of the network and suppress warp demons. At that time, his power was almost comparable to that of the Emperor! His psionic energy could even inflict permanent damage on demons! His warp projection gradually transformed from an eye into a small sun. At the same time, this eye "saw" the High Heaven's conspiracy, a plan targeting the Emperor and him.

Horus was nothing but a pitiful sacrifice! He was used to cover for Magnus, with the ultimate goal of allowing Huo Yuhao to temporarily sit on the Golden Throne, thereby destroying him! They even spared Uncle Macado!

Originally, Magnus was the one chosen to deal with the out-of-control network, but the evil god had already corrupted and plotted against him, making it impossible for him to return to Terra. To ensure that Huo Yuhao would be in that position, the four gods even joined forces; the power carried by that psionic communication was too great, and the damage it caused was unimaginable. Even if Magnus did return, it would be futile.

Huo Yuhao possesses the technology of the ancient sages, which is why the evil gods absolutely cannot allow him to exist. Otherwise, this great game cannot continue!

"So, what should I do?" Huo Yuhao began to recall the past. Strangely enough, even though so much time had passed, his memories of Douluo Continent were still vivid. However, he discovered that his understanding of Douluo Continent was limited to his mother's stories and snippets of conversation from the servants of the Duke's mansion. This state of complete ignorance hadn't occurred to him in a long time.

The Douluo Continent is a world where strength reigns supreme. As long as you're strong enough, you have the power to speak, and as long as you're strong enough, you can destroy the White Tiger Duke's Mansion! This was Huo Yuhao's first thought. And to become stronger, he had to hunt spirit beasts and absorb spirit rings. Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao suddenly frowned. He refused to accept gaining power by hunting others; that was the behavior of a follower of an evil god!

However, he still decided to go and take a look. After all, he had planned to go to the Star Dou Great Forest yesterday to obtain a spirit ring, and he decided to follow his own decision.

Huo Yuhao didn't move quickly. He wasn't in a hurry to travel. Instead, he lingered in crowded places, which allowed him to learn many strange and interesting stories. Most of them were useless information, but there was also a lot of useful intelligence.

"Shrek Academy started its new semester recently."

"Is it time for Shrek Academy to recruit students again?"

"What's up, Lao Zhang? Your kid's a genius too, right? Planning to send him to Shrek Academy?"

"Forget it! Shrek Academy's requirements are so high. Just the registration fee alone would take years of saving up, not to mention the recommendation letter from the main city. Where am I supposed to get one!"

"But have you heard? Our young master from the White Tiger Duke's mansion is also enrolling in Shrek Academy this year."

"That's nonsense! Duke White Tiger is such a great man, how could his son be a coward!"

Listening to the discussions of passersby, Huo Yuhao's heart turned cold. "Dai Huabin, the direct murderer of my mother! It seems necessary to go to Shrek Academy!" As the center and number one city of the continent, Shrek City should have a lot of information about Douluo Star. Huo Yuhao had already planned to go and take a look. Now, with the news that the young master of the Dai family is at Shrek Academy, Huo Yuhao's idea was even more determined.

"You will enter the Star Dou Great Forest 50 kilometers ahead. There are soul beasts there. Please be careful."

A few days later, Huo Yuhao finally arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest. Although he was still wearing tattered clothes, they were clean and tidy, and on Huo Yuhao, they gave him an otherworldly air.