Huo Yuhao glanced at Xu Tiandi, barely suppressed killing intent flashing in his eyes.
But soon, as his body trembled, he forcibly restrained the urge to kill Xu Tiandi. He gave a slight nod, his tone calm yet solemn.
"Of course. Now that the agreement has been made, it shall be honored."
Xu Tiandi's body trembled.
Just now, he too had sensed Huo Yuhao's intense killing intent...
Before he could react, Huo Yuhao's gaze swept over the crowd before finally settling on Lu Jun.
"I have acknowledged that Lu Jun is stronger than me. Since that has been proven, I have neither reason nor need to do anything that might diminish Douluo Star's highest-level combat power."
His tone shifted, and the light in his Spirit Eye condensed slightly. "However, there are certain matters that must be made known to everyone."
He then briefly explained how, after fighting the Crimson Realm for ten thousand years, his godhood and soul origin had been corroded by the Abyss's power, leaving him gravely injured and far from his peak.
He also explained that only the ultimate Ice Origin contained within Lu Jun's Ice Abyss Sword might be able to purify his injuries, restore him to his full strength, and perhaps even allow him to glimpse the possibility of reaching a higher realm.
When he finished, silence fell over the surroundings.
The whistling wind sweeping through the ruins seemed especially clear.
At last, everyone fully understood the profound cause and consequence, the weighty choices, hidden behind this seemingly abrupt clash between powerful figures.
Huo Yuhao's obsessive struggle, even his resolve to fight at any cost, had not stemmed from selfish desire. He had been driven into a corner by ten thousand years of pain and an urgent crisis—a nearly tragic attempt to save himself, and