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

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

It wasn't because of exhaustion, but because of overwhelming anger and deep-seated hatred.

Just now, he witnessed his father fighting a bloody battle against two level 95 Super Douluo from the Spirit Hall, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, in order to protect him.

Tang Hao not only had hidden injuries from his early battle with the Spirit Hall, but also new injuries from Wang Dong'er's recent severe attack.

Even so, he still managed to hold off Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo for a long time thanks to the domineering power of the Clear Sky Hammer and the tenacious endurance of the Soul Core.

However, even the strongest fists can't fight against four hands, let alone two Super Douluos who cooperated perfectly and possessed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill "Two-Pole Stillness Domain".

As the eerie fusion domain was about to unfold and completely imprison the father and son, Tang Hao made a resolute choice—to detonate the ring.

Two thousand-year purple soul rings and three ten-thousand-year black soul rings were destroyed in succession.

At the cost of aggravating his injuries, he was given the terrifying power to instantly unleash enough to briefly tear apart the nascent bipolar static domain, which allowed him to escape with great difficulty.

"Cough...cough cough..." Tang Hao coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood, looking at the hatred and grief that was almost burning in his son's eyes.

He forced a smile, trying to comfort his son, but he barely had the strength to speak.

"Dad!" Tang San rushed to Tang Hao's side, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs.

"Spirit Hall... Moon Pass... Ghost..." Tang San pronounced these names slowly and deliberately, each word seemingly soaked in blood and hatred.

He abruptly raised his head, looking towards the direction of the Spirit Hall headquarters, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible: "You've hunted down my father and me, injuring my father to this extent... You've already met your demise!"

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood and violent emotions, knowing that anger was useless at this moment, and saving his father was the top priority.

Memories of past lives flooded back like a tide, and the name of a place clearly emerged—the Eye of Ice and Fire.

In their previous lives, the Shrek Seven Devils were able to all become gods, which was inseparable from this treasure land.

There, one can find not only the fragrant and exquisite immortal products that can cure all poisons, but also countless immortal herbs that can strengthen the body, heal wounds, and prolong life.

More importantly, it was an excellent place for cultivation, allowing him and his father to recover quickly and even advance further.

"Dad," Tang San's voice became unusually calm, even carrying a depth that was incongruous with his age, "I know a place that might heal your injuries and also help us become stronger faster."

Tang Hao looked at his son with a puzzled expression in his cloudy eyes.

"In the heart of Sunset Forest, there is a treasure trove of heaven and earth called the 'Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye'," Tang San said quickly in a low voice.

"That place is a convergence of the spiritual energy of both extreme heat and extreme cold, nurturing countless rare medicinal herbs that have long since disappeared from the outside world. Some of them have miraculous effects on treating internal injuries and strengthening the body's foundation."

A startling light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, but it quickly dimmed as he gasped, "Sunset Forest... its core..."

"The one guarding that place is Poison Douluo Dugu Bo."

A cold glint and confidence flashed in Tang San's eyes: "But he is known as the weakest among the Title Douluos, with a cultivation level of around 91. With your strength, Father, even if you are seriously injured, defeating him and seizing that treasure land will be a piece of cake."

"Let's go...to Sunset Forest!" Tang Hao's voice was hoarse but firm.

He had to get there as soon as possible, both to heal his wounds and for his son's future.

Tang San nodded emphatically and helped his father up.

Tang Hao barely managed to gather his soul power, and carrying Tang San, he staggered and flew towards the Sunset Forest.

……

Under the continuous purification of Wang Dong'er's Radiant Soul Power, the poisonous fog in front gradually thinned, and its color changed from vibrant to pale.

Huo Yuhao's mental detection allowed him to vaguely sense two completely different, powerful energy fluctuations coming from ahead.

Extreme cold and extreme heat intertwine, yet coexist in a strange harmony.

"We're almost there," Huo Yuhao whispered, his mind highly focused, scanning not only what lay ahead but also being alert to any possible movements around him.

He didn't know if Dugu Bo was home, but in any case, they were determined to obtain the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Just as they were about to step out of the last patch of dense, poisonous miasma...

A cold, hoarse voice rang out unexpectedly in the ears of the three, carrying undisguised anger and warning:

"Who dares to be so bold as to trespass into my herb garden?"

From the direction the sound came from, a dark green figure quietly appeared.

He was a tall, thin old man with dark green hair and beard, a sinister face, and eyes that gleamed with a ghostly light like a serpent king. He was none other than Poison Douluo—Dugu Bo.

He stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a faint green poisonous mist, almost blending into his surroundings.

Huo Yuhao felt a slight chill, but his mental detection had already detected this powerful soul force fluctuation, so he was not surprised.

Faced with Dugu Bo's questioning, Wang Dong'er did not answer immediately, but instead took half a step forward, quietly releasing the soul power pressure at the level of a Title Douluo.

It was not an aggressive attack, but a solemn and majestic declaration.

At the same time, light and shadow flickered behind her, and the magnificent phantom of the Goddess of Light butterfly unfolded, its sacred radiance dispelling the remaining poisonous fog and gloom.

Most breathtakingly, nine spirit rings slowly rose from beneath her feet, their tinkling sounds echoing.

One yellow, two purple, four black, and two red!

Especially the last two, the 100,000-year soul rings, illuminated the surrounding space in a crimson glow.

"A hundred thousand-year soul ring?! Two of them?!" Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly contracted, and the gloom on his face was instantly replaced by astonishment.

As a titled Douluo, he naturally understood what a 100,000-year soul ring meant—it was not only a symbol of strength, but also represented the terrifying forces and opportunities that might exist behind it.

The girl in front of me, who looks no more than twenty years old, actually possesses two 100,000-year soul rings?

This completely overturned his understanding.

Combined with the unique and exquisite Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, and the legendary, exceptionally talented young sect master of the Haotian Sect... a name flashed through Dugu Bo's mind like lightning.

The anger on his face quickly subsided, and the poisonous mist around him also lessened slightly. Although his voice was still hoarse, his tone had softened considerably.

"Your Excellency... could you be His Excellency the 'Winter Butterfly Douluo' of the Clear Sky Sect? I am Dugu Bo, and I have failed to greet you properly."

Dugu Bo paused, his gaze sweeping over Huo Yuhao and Di Qiu'er, who were being protected by Wang Dong'er, before continuing, "May I ask what brings Your Highness Dongdie to my secluded herb garden?"

Dugu Bo's mind raced.

Although he is arrogant and eccentric, he is by no means brainless.

The opponent's strength was clearly superior to their own, and their background was the unfathomable Haotian Sect.

He was all alone, and his only weakness was his granddaughter, Dugu Yan. It was really not wise for him to make a deadly enemy of such a person.

The most urgent task is to find out the other party's intentions.

Seeing that Dugu Bo recognized her and his attitude had changed, Wang Dong'er felt somewhat relieved.

She nodded slightly, and her clear, cool voice rang out: "It is indeed Wang Dong'er."

She didn't exchange many pleasantries, but instead lowered her head and gently patted Huo Yuhao's head, her eyes conveying trust and encouragement, indicating that he should handle the negotiations.

Huo Yuhao understood and took half a step away from Wang Dong'er.

He bowed with his hands clasped in greeting, his voice clear and melodious: