Hearing this, Huo Yinglin chuckled, the tension on his face instantly vanishing, replaced by a flattering look: "It's good that Grandma is no longer angry!"
However, just as his voice fell, two figures flew in one after the other from outside the temple, landing in the center of the grand hall.
Huo Yuhao raised his eyes to look, and those who came were none other than Gu Yue and Na'er.
He raised his brows slightly, swept his gaze over the two of them, and then asked with a hint of helplessness: "You two… why did you separate again?"
Anyone who is married knows that dealing with one person is always much easier than dealing with two.
As the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena had already recovered her Peak cultivation, possessing the strength of a first-tier Divinity.
Perhaps because the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was fused within Na'er, the Fusion between the two was never thorough enough. They were in a special state where they could separate or undergo Body Integration at any time, and their constant parting and reuniting had long become commonplace.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's question, Na'er first stamped her foot, pointed at Huo Yinglin, and shouted: "This brat went to the Lower Realm to cause trouble again! I think he should be taught a good lesson so he remembers this!"
Saying this, she looked at Gu Yue: "But Gu Yue insists on stopping me, saying he is still young and we should be more tolerant. I think a lenient mother ruins her son!"
Gu Yue stood aside, her gaze softening slightly when it landed on Huo Yinglin, and her tone carried a hint of protectiveness: "He's just a child, who wasn't naughty when they were little?"
"Besides, he didn't cause any catastrophe. A light scolding will do, why always put on such an inquisitorial look."
Saying this, Gu Yue's expression also turned serious, and she snorted at Na'er: "And… what tone did you just use to speak to me? Have you forgotten who is in charge, I am the true body!"
Na'er was not to be outdone either, sticking out her neck and shouting: "The current me is no longer my original self, if you have the ability, let's see the real deal with our hands…"
Hearing the two argue back and forth, neither willing to yield to the other, Huo Yuhao already understood the reason for their separation this time.
He glanced at his son beside him who was shrinking his neck and acting obediently, secretly sighing in his heart that because of this brat, his "workload" had doubled for no reason.
Originally, he only needed to pacify one person, but now he had to face two with coaxing and persuasion.
Just as Huo Yuhao opened his mouth to say something, another figure rushed into the temple in a flurry.
The words at the tip of Huo Yuhao's tongue swallowed back down, and he couldn't help muttering inwardly why his temple today was as lively as a market, with people barging in one after another.
He raised his eyes to look, and the person who came was none other than Tang Wulin.
As the son of a God King, Tang Wulin's talent went without saying, and becoming a god was merely a matter of course for him.
Although Huo Yuhao stood in opposition to Tang San and regarded him as an enemy, he had never held even a shred of prejudice toward Tang Wulin, a partner with whom he had once fought side by side.
Especially after Huo Yuhao recounted Tang San's complete plan regarding the abyss to Tang Wulin, Tang Wulin's World view experienced an almost thorough reshaping.
He always found it hard to accept that the Sea God, praised for Ten Thousand Years on the Douluo Continent, would actually place the lives of countless Spirit Masters onto a chessboard for the sake of his own plotting.
But piece by piece of evidence was laid out before him, leaving him no choice but to believe it.
In the end, Tang Wulin made a promise publicly, resolutely severing the father-son relationship with Tang San.
Using the lives of countless Spirit Masters on the continent as a gamble to fulfill his own ambition, such a father… he would not acknowledge!
Tang Wulin, who rushed in at this moment, had an exceptionally solemn expression, his gaze staring straight at Huo Yuhao, and his opening sentence was: "He has returned!"
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao was first startled, and then quickly realized who "he" in Tang Wulin's mouth referred to.
His brows moved slightly, and he confirmed in a deep voice: "Are you sure?"
Tang Wulin nodded heavily, his tone certain: "The Sea God Trident suddenly reacted. Aside from him returning, I can't think of any other possibility."
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's expression did not change, his gaze swept across everyone in the hall, and his tone was calm yet carried a sense of solemnity: "It seems the peaceful days of the Divine Realm are about to be broken."
Hearing this, everyone's expressions simultaneously darkened a bit.
However, Huo Yuhao suddenly chuckled, his tone becoming a bit lighter: "Don't be so nervous, even if Tang San has returned, I have a way to deal with it."
Hearing these words, everyone's expressions relaxed slightly.
They had always deeply believed in Huo Yuhao's words; for so many years, they had never seen Huo Yuhao fight a battle without certainty.
Since he said he had a way, he must have made foolproof preparations.
Nowadays, the entire Douluo Continent had long since known Tang San's true face.
The Sea God once revered as a hero had now stripped away that sacred halo in historical records and word of mouth, replaced by doubt, anger, and contempt.
Although Shrek Academy had already perished, the Tang Sect personally founded by Tang San still existed.
Under the impact of this truth, the development of the Tang Sect suffered unprecedented impact.
People within the Sect were unsettled, and the external public opinion pressure was heavy; the huge Tang Sect had almost once walked to the edge of disintegration.
Ten Thousand Years ago, it was the joint declaration issued by the Ruthless Douluo and the Amorous Douluo, announcing the revocation of Tang San's status as the ancestor of the Tang Sect, which barely preserved the Foundation of the Tang Sect and allowed it to continue to this day.
On the current Douluo Continent, the Sea God Tang San had fallen from a legendary hero admired by millions to someone reviled by everyone everywhere.
On the side of the New God Realm, the news of Tang San's imminent return was no longer any secret.
Huo Yuhao did not deliberately block the news, instead letting it spread naturally in the New God Realm.
Although the gods were still shallow in strength and not high in rank, due to the trust accumulated in Huo Yuhao over a long time, the atmosphere of the Divine Realm was not as solemn and oppressive as imagined, but instead carried a calmness before the storm.
And Tang Wulin was now like a humanoid detector; based on the strength of the Sea God Trident's reaction, he could almost determine how far Tang San was from the New God Realm.
In the blink of an eye, a full two years had passed since Tang Wulin sensed the first vibration of the Sea God Trident.
Back then, the news of Tang San's imminent return spread wildly, and everyone up and down the New God Realm knew about it.
But as time passed day by day, that rumor gradually faded, and few people actively brought it up anymore, as if everyone had forgotten about this matter.
However, on this day, Huo Yuhao, who was deep within the temple engaged in cross-legged cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes.
His gaze pierced through layers of palaces, casting towards the unsettled Chaos Void Realm at the edge of the New God Realm. His expression was calm, yet carried a solemnity of complete understanding.
Not long after, Tang Wulin's figure once again rushed into the temple in a flurry.
His steps were hurried, his robes fluttered with wind, and his face carried an unmistakable expression.
Raising his eyes to see Huo Yuhao's expression, he knew that the other party had already perceived something, but he still spoke: "The Sea God Trident is vibrating more and more violently, he… is almost here."
Huo Yuhao nodded, his tone plain: "I know."
Afterwards, he stood up, straightened his robes, turned his head to look at Tang Wulin's solemn face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, revealing a calm smile.
"Let's go, and go meet that father of yours."
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