Reborn in Douyi: Huo Yuhao and his wife kill Tang San!

In the realm of the gods, the Temple of the Sea God stands majestically, flowing with azure divine light.

On the throne in the center of the temple, Tang San, adorned with the dual divine titles of Sea God and Asura God, sat upright, his face seemingly peaceful, but his eyes held a deep, unchanging calculation.

His gaze, like an invisible chain, was firmly locked onto the tall, blue-haired youth in the hall—the God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao.

"Yuhao." Tang San's voice echoed in the temple, carrying a gentle condescension: "Wouldn't it be good to be my son-in-law? I have betrothed my most precious pearl, Tang Wutong, to you. This supreme honor is something others can only dream of."

Beside him, the Butterfly Goddess Tang Wutong wore a pink and blue long dress, shimmering with light.

She affectionately linked arms with her father, her beautiful face bearing a spoiled and entitled arrogance.

Her gaze toward Huo Yuhao was complex, containing a habitual dependence, a hint of barely perceptible struggle, but more than anything, it was obedience under the shadow of her father's will.

"Yuhao," she began, her voice clear and crisp like a bell, yet uttering the most piercing words.

"I'm your wife. As long as you listen to your father like before, we can be together again. I... I can even bear your children, okay?"

She spoke the words "Listen to Dad" softly, yet they were like a poisoned dagger, attempting to soften Huo Yuhao's spine once again.

Huo Yuhao's blue hair rippled slightly without any wind.

His bright eyes calmly watched the scene of "fatherly love and daughterly filial piety" before him.

There were no angry roars, no painful tremors, only a deathly silence and indifference.

He was originally a lonely soul from Earth, who accidentally fell into the Douluo world and became the chosen one of the Douluo Continent era.

He once thought he was the darling of fate, overcoming all obstacles, with close friends by his side, and a beautiful woman falling in love with him, finally ascending to godhood.

Until the moment he was bathed in divine light—it turned out that so-called fortune, in the end, could not escape the script carefully arranged by the God King.

The so-called adventure is nothing more than the bait given to the person before they are put on a collar;

So-called true love...

Fragmented images flashed through my mind:

Electrox, who was like a teacher and a father to him, lost his consciousness to protect him, and his heroic words, "I can grasp the sun and moon and pluck the stars from the sky; there is no one like me in this world," became a final, unspoken statement.

Qiu'er, the auspicious beast of the Starry Forest, burned her fate and soul into the most fervent sacrifice, just to fight for his chance at survival.

And then there was the girl who first entered his heart, Wang Dong'er, who smiled at him amidst the radiant light...

They are all dead.

He didn't die from a powerful enemy, but from his father-in-law's demand for the "perfect tool."

His lover was Qiu'er, the three-eyed golden lion who laughed for him, got angry for him, and sacrificed everything for him.

It was Wang Dong'er, the proud yet gentle woman who fought alongside him.

It's definitely not the one in front of me, Tang Wutong, whose key memories were extracted, whose soul was stitched together, and who became the perfect "key" for Tang San to control him.

"To obey you?" Huo Yuhao finally spoke, his voice eerily calm, yet it caused the temperature in the temple to plummet: "To be your most loyal and capable dog, under the command of God King Tang?"

He slowly shook his head, saying each word clearly: "Tang Wutong, my love, died long ago. Died from your schemes, died in the fabrication of your 'great fatherly love'."

"Huo Yuhao!" Tang Wutong's pretty face flushed red, and her spoiled princess temper instantly erupted.

She pointed at Huo Yuhao, her eyes filled with annoyance at being "disobeyed".

"You've become a god, and your audacity has grown beyond measure, hasn't it? How dare you speak to me and Dad like that! Now, immediately, right now! Kneel down and apologize to us. Otherwise... otherwise I will never forgive you."

She raised her chin, waiting for the familiar compromise and reassurance.

Countless times in the past, whenever she showed this expression, Huo Yuhao would always give in.

This has become an unbreakable rule in her mind.

However, this time, she did not receive a show of submission.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth.

A layer of transparent flames that made the gods tremble began to appear around him.

That's not divine power; it's something more primal and insane than divine power—the very essence of the soul, burning!

"Forgive?" Huo Yuhao chuckled softly.

"Princess Tang, you live forever in your own world. Do you think that all I, Huo Yuhao, have sought after all these trials and tribulations is your 'forgiveness'?"

"Even if my soul and spirit perish today, and I drag you and your daughter down with me, I will never again be a groveling dog begging for your mercy!"

"Yuhao! You're insane!" Tang Wutong exclaimed in shock, her eyes showing genuine panic for the first time.

Tang San's calm mask finally shattered, his pupils contracted sharply, and the Trident of the Sea God and the Asura Demon Sword simultaneously materialized in his hands: "You dare!"

At that very moment, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea—the source of his divine consciousness that once carried countless memories, wisdom, and emotions—was also ignited.

Seven dazzling beams of light, each with a distinct aura yet equally resolute, shot into the sky from behind him.

The seven great spirits—Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Ice Emperor, Snow Emperor, Octagonal Mystic Ice Grass, Ice Bear Little White, Evil Eye Tyrant, and Mermaid Princess Liya—have all appeared in the world!

Their figures surrounded Huo Yuhao, burning with the same primal flames—the ultimate bond between soul and host, transcending life and death, transcending contracts.

Tianmeng Bingcan's voice, which always carried a hint of playfulness, was now calm and gentle like never before: "Yuhao, in my life, to have met you, to have gone from a million-year-old waste to the pinnacle of the God Realm, it has all been worth it."

The Ice Emperor's clear, cold voice rang out, filled with arrogance and unwavering resolve: "Following you was my own choice. My mere divine soul, if it burns, so be it!"

Xue Di nodded gently, her beautiful face radiating a clear and serene composure: "Yu Hao, there's no need to apologize. Our destinies are already intertwined. Your path is our path."

The Evil Eye Tyrant's will was violent and direct: "Godslayer? Hahaha! This ruler likes this ending! Exciting enough!"

The thoughts of Bajiao, Xiaobai, and Liya also came one after another, without the slightest hesitation, only the resolute determination to live and die together.

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, instantly evaporated by the divine soul fire.

When I opened my eyes again, all I could see was a blazing white light that had burned everything away.

"Very well!" He roared, his voice echoing throughout the divine realm: "My fellow beings, today, we shall stand shoulder to shoulder—to slay the gods!"

boom--!!!

An indescribable explosion erupted from Huo Yuhao's center.

The seven burning souls transformed into the purest primordial torrent, merging with Huo Yuhao's resolute will to become a beam of light that devoured everything.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. The divine power of the Sea God and the Asura God erupted wildly, attempting to construct a defense and suppress this out-of-control spacetime.

Tang Wutong screamed, her Butterfly God's power hastily unleashed, but it appeared so pale and powerless in the face of that destructive light.