"Hmph! A misunderstanding?!" Huo Yuhao sneered, his voice carrying undisguised mockery. "Everything you have experienced, can it all be swept away with a single word of 'misunderstanding'?"
He raised a hand to point at Tang San, while his gaze remained locked on Dai Yuhao's face, questioning him word by word: "Then do you know that from the very day you were born, this God King Tang has been secretly watching over you?"
Hearing this, Dai Yuhao's gaze flickered slightly, and he instinctively glanced at Tang San, but did not reply.
Yet deep in his heart, he already had the answer. After his mother died, her Soul was brought back to the Divine Realm by Tang San. If the other party hadn't been continuously monitoring his movements, how could they have managed to do it so promptly?
Yet in the end, he didn't say anything, because he was willing to trust Tang San. After all, the other party had once promised to pass down a Divine Position to him. If not for his teacher Rong Nianbing stepping in first to give him a Divinity Legacy, his current Divine Position might well have been the Sea God or the Asura God.
Watching Dai Yuhao's silent expression, Huo Yuhao continued, his tone growing increasingly stern: "You were originally the Child of Luck of the Douluo Continent, someone destined to become a god."
"And Tang San saw precisely this point, which was why he laid down layers of chess pieces around you, all to firmly bind you under his command and make you work for him."
Pausing for a moment, his gaze like torches: "Do you truly believe that your meeting with your wife was a coincidence?"
"That was an inevitability under Tang San's manipulation, meant to make you'surrender your heart' step by step, willingly becoming a part of his chess game."
Tang Wutong glared at Huo Yuhao from the side, her voice carrying a hint of protectiveness: "You're talking nonsense! Back then, I was the one who wanted to go to the Lower Realm myself, it has nothing to do with Father!"
Huo Yuhao glanced at her indifferently. Although her appearance was identical to Wang Donger from Ten Thousand Years ago, she was ultimately not Donger.
The trace of gentleness in his eyes faded, and his calm tone struck straight to the point: "Back then, if you hadn't happened to 'overhear' Tang San talking about matters concerning the Lower Realm, would you have suddenly taken it into your head to sneak down?"
"And do you think that with God King level Divine Sense, Tang San wouldn't have noticed the movements of a little girl like you?"
Wang Donger had told Huo Yuhao everything that happened in the Divine Realm back then from beginning to end, which was why he could speak of it so clearly at this moment.
Hearing this, Tang Wutong's lips moved, but she could no longer find any words to retort.
Because every sentence Huo Yuhao spoke was reasonable and logical, and upon careful thought, it even made one's back turn cold.
She pressed her lips tightly together, subconsciously glancing at her father. A flash of hesitation crossed her eyes, but in the end, she didn't speak up again.
Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted back to Dai Yuhao, his voice deepening: "The death of your teacher Electrolux, as well as the sacrifice of the Auspicious Beast... all of this was secretly manipulated by Tang San."
This sentence was like a sudden bolt of thunder, crashing directly into Dai Yuhao's ears.
His entire body jerked violently, his pupils constricted sharply, and the calmness he had always maintained finally cracked.
These two events were the deepest and most painful scars in his heart, the most regrettable and unconciliated pasts of his journey.
He had originally thought that was merely the fickleness of fate and the price of growth, but now someone was telling him that it was not a coincidence at all, but rather guided single-handedly by someone behind the scenes. How could he not be shocked?
He abruptly turned his head to look at Tang San, only to see the latter wearing a gloomy face, his eyes surging with a violence and restlessness he had never seen before—an appearance completely different from the warm and steady father-in-law in Dai Yuhao's memory.
Right at this moment, Huo Yuhao's mocking voice rang out once more: "Hmph! Now that you acknowledge a thief as your father, how can you face them?"
Dai Yuhao trembled all over, as if heavily struck by something, his throat tightening.
He stared at Tang San, his voice slightly hoarse, and finally asked that question: "Father... Is what he said true?!"
Tang San naturally wouldn't admit it. He cast a cold glance at Dai Yuhao, his tone carrying a trace of reprimand: "You believe whatever anyone says? Having followed me for so long, you don't even have this much discernment?"
Hearing this, Dai Yuhao almost instinctively lowered his head, his lips moving, but in the end, he didn't retort.
Over these years by Tang San's side, he had grown accustomed to obedience, accustomed to asking no more questions and thinking no more into things.
Tang San then turned to Huo Yuhao, his gaze instantly as sharp as a knife, and asked in a deep voice: "You haven't answered my question yet. You are going to such painstaking lengths to deal with us—do we know each other from before? Exactly who are you?!"
Seeing Tang San still arguing sophistry at this point, Huo Yuhao finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha! Who am I? I am Huo Yuhao, the Child of Luck of the Douluo Continent from Ten Thousand Years ago!"
"Impossible!"
Three exclamations rang out almost simultaneously. Tang San, Tang Wutong, and Dai Yuhao all widened their eyes, looking at Huo Yuhao in absolute disbelief.
Even though he and Dai Yuhao had identical appearances, they had never taken this possibility seriously. After all, how could two identical people possibly exist?!
Watching the shocked expressions of the three, Huo Yuhao calmly added: "There is nothing impossible about it. I come from another parallel spacetime. In that World, I certainly did not become your son-in-law, Tang San."
Although these words were astonishing, the seriousness and certainty on Huo Yuhao's face made it hard for anyone to dismiss them as a lie.
Tang San stared at him for several breaths, the shock and doubt in his eyes gradually turning into a deep solemnity.
He said no more, waving his right hand as the golden trident steadily fell into his palm. The golden shaft of the halberd shone dazzlingly under the brilliance of the Divine Realm, and a boundless, ocean-like Divine Power surged out, pressing down on the surroundings like a crushing blanket.
Under this majestic pressure, the gods of the New God Realm swayed slightly, their faces turning pale. Some lower-ranked Divinities even retreated repeatedly, struggling to steady their footing.
Tang San took in all of this, sneering inwardly.
With the current strength of the Great God Circle, they could completely wipe out all these people before them.
However, he had always presented himself with a magnanimous and benevolent image, and did not intend to go on a killing spree.
As long as he captured this brashly boasting "Huo Yuhao", the rest would be nothing to fear. He believed that with his own abilities, he could quickly change their mindset.
Seeing that Tang San was poised to make a move, those deities of the Great God Circle who had been watching developments from above could no longer sit still either.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen figures appeared behind Tang San. Each of them possessed an aura as profound and heavy as an abyss, radiating distinct and formidable coercion all around—unmistakably the presence of God King-level existences.
One of them stepped forward. He had a handsome face, and his long golden hair fluttered slightly in the divine light. A soft smile hung on the corners of his mouth as he asked gently: "Brother Tang, do you need our help?"
Tang San looked back at this God King of Light from another Divine Realm, shook his head with a smile, and replied with a trace of calm confidence: "Thank you, Brother Changong, but to deal with this person, I alone am enough."
Huo Yuhao's gaze swept across the God Kings behind Tang San, each with distinct yet immensely powerful auras, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Among these faces, he only recognized the God King of Goodness and the God King of Evil; the rest he had never seen in his original Divine Realm. They must have been allies that Tang San had recruited from other Divine Realms during his spacetime drift.
In his heart, he was curious about the origins of these God Kings, but he was not afraid, because he was not without countermeasures.
Looking at Tang San, Huo Yuhao's mouth curved up slightly in a nonchalant, bantering tone: "What? Planning to bully the few with the many?"
Tang San huffed, the trident rotating slightly in his hand: "To deal with you, it doesn't require bullying the few with the many."
Huo Yuhao scoffed: "Audacious boast."
He paused, a meaningful smile in his eyes: "Since you won't bully the few with the many, then here I come."
This remark left Tang San slightly stunned, unable to figure out what was going on.
Among the people in the New God Realm right now, aside from Huo Yuhao himself, the strength of the others was simply not worth worrying about. Even if they all went up together, they wouldn't be a match for him in a single encounter. He didn't know where Huo Yuhao got the confidence to say such words.
And just as his voice fell, Huo Yuhao had already quietly injected a pure strand of Divine Power into the Kunlun Mirror within his Spiritual Sea.
That long-dormant Super Divine Artifact trembled gently, and layers of ripples spread across the mirror's surface.
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A/N:
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