Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

Huo Yuhao himself didn't know how much time had passed; it felt like a minute, yet also like he had to retrace his steps. Huo Yuhao's face paled slightly, but he finally relented: "I promise you, but you absolutely cannot hurt Aunt Xiaowu and Wutong. Otherwise, even if I never reincarnate, I will never let you possess this body."

A smug smile crept across the Golden Dragon King's lips as he patted his shoulder with his powerful hand. "You have no other choice. If my target isn't the Asura, then it's the entire God Realm. If I directly attack the God Realm's central authority, then the central authority will have to send two more God-Kings. Even if I perish in the end, the crisis in the God Realm will require two more God-Kings to sacrifice. And if I'm not mistaken, it will be Life and Destruction... after all, they can temporarily restore the power of creation. Besides, your beloved stole the bloodline of the Dragon Clan; I don't mind using special methods to..."

Huo Yuhao's face turned deathly pale instantly. Besides his parents, Tang Wutong was his only weakness, and if he didn't agree, his elder brother Zi and sister Lü would also sacrifice themselves… Rather than that, he decided to accept the deal… He nodded, a glint of light flashing in his icy blue eyes: "After I die, my soul will follow you. I hope you will treat them well and remember our promise."

The seven spirits appeared behind him without his noticing. Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said with tears in her eyes, "Yuhao, actually, I'd rather go with you."

Bingdi laughed beside Tianmeng Bingcan, "I think I've stayed in the God Realm long enough. I've been with you and Tianmeng for so long, I'm not the kind of person who's afraid of death."

Bajiao perched on Xue Di's shoulder, bobbing its little flowery head. Xiao Bai, behind Xue Di, pursed its lips and whispered, "Grandpa, Mommy will never abandon you. Mommy and I won't leave."

The Evil Emperor didn't say anything, he just stood silently beside the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm...

A gentle light flickered in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and he chuckled softly. He didn't know why he was laughing; this journey had been a series of stumbles and falls, ultimately ending in tragedy. Perhaps that child from the Duke's mansion was no longer entirely the same person he once was… Tianmeng and Bingcan were his companions, perhaps the turning point in his destiny, or perhaps a predetermined tragedy. The young man had once yearned to become a god, and had also longed for a passionate love, but when everything was about to be gained or lost, that so-called novelty completely vanished. The promises of the past had become his painful memories, stumbling blocks; perhaps death was his only escape.

Huo Yuhao soared into the sky, his Eye of Destiny having opened at some point, radiating a seven-colored light. He slowly flew towards the black vortex that had expanded to the point of almost swallowing the entire God Realm. Gradually, his eyes also turned seven-colored, and the divine halo behind him burst forth with dazzling light. He slowly raised his hands, pouring immense divine power into it.

When the divine ring disappears, what awaits him is either his demise or, more accurately, his liberation.

Meanwhile, the God of Destruction had stopped channeling divine power, a flicker of affection, imperceptible even to himself, flashing in his eyes. He gently approached the Goddess of Life, who was still channeling divine power into the central core of the divine realm, and said, "After I leave, the divine realm is in your hands and the Sea God's. You must also find that brat Yuhao. When he returns, tell him that I entrust him with the heavy responsibility of my future..."

At this moment, the goddess of life's eyes welled up with tears, but she could only nod, her voice strained with sobs as she forced a smile: "I will. Will you come back someday?"

The God of Destruction gave a helpless smile: "Ten thousand years from now, I will naturally return..."

The goddess of life shook her head and gripped his hand tightly. From the moment she learned he was to be sacrificed for the divine realm, she knew there was no way he could survive…

Suddenly, a strange, seven-colored light flashed in the central hub of the divine realm. Suddenly, a figure appeared on the screen of the central hub of the divine realm, and a touch of color appeared in the original black vortex. It was Huo Yuhao, the God of Emotions.

Within the central hub of the God Realm, Huo Yuhao had become almost transparent, and the light emanating from the nine divine rings was slowly becoming ethereal... The black vortex, which had been tearing apart, was now devouring, almost completely enveloping half of the God Realm. The people in the central hub stared blankly at this scene. The God of Destruction cursed, "Damn it, I should have known!" He then flew directly towards the outside world, with the Goddess of Life following closely behind.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's body emitted a faint multicolored light. He didn't turn around, but spoke softly with a gentle smile, "Brother Zi, Sister Lü, it's no use now. My mind is made up, it's too late. Please take care of Wu Tong and my family for me, okay? You should return to the central hub of the God Realm quickly..."

The Goddess of Life said in a sorrowful voice, "Yuhao, thank you for everything you've done for the divine realm, but why did you do this?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent. The Eye of Destiny seemed to tear slightly, continuing to pour divine power into the bottomless vortex. The God of Destruction, seeing his indifferent attitude, cursed, "We shouldn't have helped you stabilize it in the first place! Now you're acting recklessly again; you deserve to die!" With that, he pulled the Goddess of Life towards the central hub of the divine realm. However, even he himself didn't know why he was so angry.

On the other side, the Golden Dragon King watched Huo Yuhao's figure and murmured, "The relationship between this guy and the Silver Dragon is really hard to understand. However, I should also go and deal with that second-generation Asura. He is still a dual god in one body. I wonder how his strength compares to the first generation." After saying that, he silently flew towards the central hub of the God Realm.

Outside the central hub of the divine realm, Huo Yun'er was already sobbing, clinging to Dai Hao's shoulders: He clearly promised us he wouldn't keep it all bottled up alone...

Tang Wutong still held Tang Wulin in her arms, but her pink-blue eyes couldn't leave the image on the central screen of the God Realm. A faint ripple stirred in her heart, and she felt a strange pain in her chest. Perhaps no one would ever cook for her again, prepare little surprises for her, or tell her those unbelievable stories again. She herself didn't know why she found that her life seemed inseparable from the boy named Huo Yuhao.

Suddenly, a tremendous divine power, carrying a violent aura, emanated from outside the realm of gods and instantly swept towards it. Its aura possessed unparalleled destructive power, but unlike the God of Destruction, it possessed an extremely strong physical body. Compared to the God of Destruction, it was a pure warrior, while the God of Destruction could only be considered a mage.

"Shura, get out here!"

The newcomer was none other than the Golden Dragon King!

Tang San's face was ashen. His painstakingly nurtured masterpiece was about to die, and suddenly a Golden Dragon King with a powerful aura had appeared. He slowly withdrew his hands, which were channeling divine power into the God Realm's central core. Xiao Wu, clinging to his waist, said, "Third Brother..."