I am the son of the Dragon God in Douluo Continent.

After listening, Xu Xingyu smiled faintly, her tone full of sarcasm: "You really think it's a problem of the world? Huo Yuhao, Dong'er said it once, and I'll say it again: you're just running away from your own weakness."

Xu Xingyu could only say that she was tired of hearing Huo Yuhao's long string of comments.

What do you mean it's not my fault, but the world's fault? Where did this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) come from?

The world has never wronged you, owes you nothing, and has no obligation to revolve around you.

Even for those born under the lucky star, the good fortune they are given is meant to enable them to make a contribution to the world.

However, whether now or in the original work, are the contributions you have made to the world truly enough?

Back then, Douluo Star had the courage to give birth to Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of destiny, but what happened in the end? He was disciplined like a dog by Tang San and lived without any dignity.

Because of Xu Xingyu's presence, Douluo Star has placed most of its fortune on her, but Huo Yuhao still retains a considerable amount of fortune.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to meet the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, and the fact that he was able to obtain the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's inner core, the Rakshasa Helmet, and the Evil Eye Saint King's approval was all due to the activation of his remaining luck.

With such good fortune, achieving his desire for revenge against the White Tiger Clan wouldn't be too difficult.

It was his extreme and inferiority complex that prevented him from experiencing any failure, and his inability to resist the temptation of power that led him to his current predicament.

Previously, Xu Xingyu had asked Buyer why the Star Lord wanted Huo Yuhao to inherit the power of Rakshasa. Buyer's explanation was that the Star Lord's original plan was for Huo Yuhao to be Xu Xingyu's follower.

By leveraging the relationship between Rakshasa and the Asura God, Huo Yuhao, with your help, can seize the Asura God's power while restoring the true Asura God's divine position.

Who knew Huo Yuhao would take such an extreme path?

Xu Xingyu was speechless about this. Indeed, he had never directly invited Huo Yuhao to join his faction, mainly because Huo Yuhao had already joined the Tang Sect, so he didn't want to have too much to do with him.

But his attitude towards Huo Yuhao wasn't that bad, was it? At most, he treated him like an ordinary person.

Of course, it wasn't that he hadn't tried to make friends, but Huo Yuhao always saw it as an act of pity.

It can only be said that Xu Xingyu is unable to handle this kind of person with excessive inferiority complex and paranoia.

Huo Yuhao's face darkened, and a sinister power of resentment began to spread, making the surrounding air oppressive and cold.

Suddenly, Buyer's voice rang in Xu Xingyu's mind: "Father, the inheritance of the Rakshasa God's position is incomplete. Although Huo Yuhao has repaired the God's position, the energy level that the Douluo plane can provide is limited, so he is only a second-level god."

"So that's how it is. No wonder his power wasn't as strong as expected." Xu Xingyu's heart stirred. He realized that Huo Yuhao's true strength was only at the level of a second-level god, while the original Rakshasa God should have been a peak first-level god, second only to the five great god kings.

Huo Yuhao was unaware of the telepathic communication between Xu Xingyu and Buyer, and assumed that Xu Xingyu was intimidated by his imposing aura. He sneered, "Looks like you're finally scared. Now, I'll show you what true power is!"

At his command, the surrounding vengeful spirits and resentment converged into a black mist, surging towards Xu Xingyu's teammates.

"Be careful!" Xu Xingyu quickly turned around and warned Ma Xiaotao and the others, then rushed towards Huo Yuhao without hesitation.

A sinister smile crept across Huo Yuhao's lips as he raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, attempting a devastating attack. Just then, Xu Xingyu flashed past like lightning, delivering a punch directly to Huo Yuhao's abdomen.

"Bang!" Caught off guard, Huo Yuhao was sent flying backward by the immense force, crashing heavily into the castle's stone wall, which instantly cracked. Huo Yuhao's face was filled with shock; clutching his abdomen, he couldn't believe that Xu Xingyu had struck him so easily.

"You...you've become a god too?" Huo Yuhao clutched his wound, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had thought he had surpassed Xu Xingyu, but he never expected that she had also entered the realm of gods.

Xu Xingyu stood still, starlight faintly swirling around her fist, and said calmly, "Haven't you always been pursuing the difference in strength? Then let me tell you where the real difference lies."

Huo Yuhao's face twisted in rage, and he roared, "You're nothing but a nobody who's just barely entered the god-level! I am the true god!"

Huo Yuhao, who did not sense the divine aura emanating from Xu Xingyu, mistakenly believed that Xu Xingyu was only at the True God level, similar to the Demon Emperor.

In his rage, he swung his Rakshasa Scythe, and vengeful spirits gathered around him in a vortex, their powerful killing intent and resentment pressing down on Xu Xingyu.

Xu Xingyu's gaze was calm as the nine-colored elements converged around him, and dazzling starlight appeared around him. The power of the stars combined with the power of the Dragon God's position to form a dazzling protective barrier.

The starlight collided with Huo Yuhao's resentment, producing a deafening roar. Amidst the interplay of light and darkness, the two forces engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air.

Huo Yuhao unleashed his power frantically, as if he wanted to pour out all his resentment.

However, no matter how he launched his attacks, Xu Xingyu was always able to steadily deflect them.

"You're just a second-level god, what makes you think you can contend with me?" Xu Xingyu's voice came coldly. Then he suddenly clasped his hands together, and the power of the stars instantly condensed, turning into a huge halo that slammed down on Huo Yuhao.

"Boom—!" A huge shockwave erupted instantly, and Huo Yuhao was thrown out, and the vortex of resentment shattered along with it.

Huo Yuhao struggled to his feet, his face filled with anger and resentment. He had never imagined he would be in such a sorry state. His Rakshasa Divine Armor still shimmered with a dark purple light, but Xu Xingyu's power seemed inexhaustible, leaving him feeling powerless.

"Xu Xingyu...you won't beat me!" Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with a mad light. He raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe high, gathering all his power. In the sky, purple light swept down with a swing of the giant scythe, condensing into a huge purple scythe light blade that was hundreds of meters long.

"Netherworld Rakshasa!!!"

Faced with Huo Yuhao's all-out attack, Xu Xingyu calmly summoned the Abyss. Nine elements and the power of stars began to condense on the blade of the Abyss, eventually forming a giant blade hundreds of meters long.

"Dragon Star Sky-Splitting Slash!!!"

The scythe and the greatsword clashed, and shockwaves formed by the power of the Dragon God and the Rakshasa were constantly leaking out. The power of the clash between gods was unimaginable.