Journey to Tiandou

"We're back! We really came back! This... this familiar aura!"

The Silver Giant Eye, which had been struggling to maintain a proud and profound demeanor, trembled violently in its very soul after sensing that familiar power of heaven and earth from ten thousand years later once more!

This torrent of thoughts mixed with wild joy and disbelief erupted in its heart like a gushing well!

Only at this moment, only after truly returning to this familiar world ten thousand years later, did the Evil Eye Soul Spirit now called "Xiao Yin" truly believe that Huo Yuhao possessed the ability to freely travel between Two Spacetime Separated by Ten Thousand Years!

This was not an illusion, nor was it a dreamscape. This was time-space travel that overturned everything it knew!

At that moment, Huo Yuhao had become, in Xiao Yin's enormous Silver-White Eyes, a walking miracle, a living legend, and the... only light that carried all of its hopes and ambitions!

It could barely restrain itself from immediately expressing its excitement and submission to Huo Yuhao with the most fawning and loyal attitude.

But it ultimately forced itself to remain calm. After all, having just returned through time, Huo Yuhao seemed to have other important matters to handle.

Huo Yuhao made his way with practiced ease to the area where Leng Yaozhu worked. She was sitting on the sofa with a file in hand, but her gentle gaze rested on Huo Yuhao, who had suddenly appeared in the room.

Huo Yuhao steadied himself and quickly walked up to Leng Yaozhu.

"Aunt Leng, I'm back."

They were only a few simple words, but in this world, only Leng Yaozhu understood what they truly meant.

"According to the plan, Mom and I have successfully left the White Tiger Duke Mansion."

"And from the moment we left, I officially took my mother's surname."

"From now on, my name is... Huo Yuhao."

"Huo Yuhao..."

Leng Yaozhu softly repeated the name, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.

"Congratulations, Yuhao," she said gently. "You've done something truly remarkable. Not only does this mean that you've broken free from the shackles of the past, but more importantly... you may have already changed your mother's fate."

According to the incomplete records preserved by the Spirit Pagoda regarding the life of the First Generation Tower Master, as well as the research of later historians, the mother of Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao seemed to have died young during his childhood.

Moreover, there was a strong possibility that it happened during her time in the White Tiger Duke Mansion.

Leng Yaozhu had told Huo Yuhao this before. It was precisely because of this that he had been so determined to take Mom away from the Duke Mansion as soon as possible.

Since the trajectory of fate had already changed, the fate of his mother, Huo Yun'er, dying young would naturally be very likely to change as well.

Deep gratitude showed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. If Leng Yaozhu had not told him these things, his mother might have left him forever in just a few years.

He engraved this kindness in his heart.

He immediately composed himself, looked at Leng Yaozhu, and asked, "Aunt Leng, you said before that you would keep an eye out for a suitable blacksmith teacher for me... Have you found anyone yet?"

Since he had decided to "wield the great hammer" in both worlds, his professional studies ten thousand years later had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Moreover, Huo Yuhao had discovered something extremely advantageous to himself.

He traveled between the two spacetime, but his physical age was still calculated according to the passage of time in only one world.

This meant that he had twice as much time as everyone else out of thin air!

He did not need to worry that studying a sub-profession would delay his Soul Power cultivation. Instead, the two could advance together and complement each other.

Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu revealed a mysterious smile, as though she had long expected him to ask.

She nodded lightly. "I have indeed found someone."

She paused, watching Huo Yuhao's eyes light up at once. Then her tone shifted slightly, and her smile gained a hint of amusement.

"However, whether you can make that person agree to take you as a disciple and teach you forging... will depend on your own abilities."

The moment Huo Yuhao heard that, he knew the other person's status and skill were absolutely extraordinary. They were probably at least a Level 8 Saint Craftsman?

His heart burned with excitement, and intense curiosity rose within him as well. He asked, "Aunt Leng, which Saint Craftsman is it?"

Leng Yaozhu smiled, but still did not tell him directly. Instead, she said, "As for that question, go ask your other teacher."

My other teacher? Elder Han?

The rooftop terrace at the Top Floor of the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters was usually visited by very few people.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao stood at the edge of the terrace. The fierce wind was like an invisible giant hand, blowing his soft black hair backward in a wild mess.

Yet he seemed completely unaware of it. His Spirit Eyes were wide open, and all of his attention was utterly captured by the enormous object standing before him!

It was a humanoid mecha standing a full ten meters tall!

Its entire body was a deep yet dazzling red, as though it had been cast from solidified flames and magma, reflecting a cold metallic sheen beneath the sunlight.

The mecha's lines were smooth, its chest armor heavy, and its limbs long and powerful. It seemed to have some kind of propulsion device mounted on its back as well.

Countless intricate and mysterious Gold and Silver Patterns densely covered its red metal shell.

They glimmered and flowed faintly like living things. Merely staring at those patterns made one feel dizzy and disoriented!

Clearly, this was a Red-Rank Mecha!

In the World Ten Thousand Years Later, mechas were also divided from low to high into several ranks: white, yellow, purple, black, red, and more.

A Red-Rank Mecha was already a top-tier mecha standing at the pinnacle of the continent. Usually, only experts at the level of a Title Douluo could own and pilot one.

As a boy, he naturally found it impossible to resist this ultimate mechanical creation that combined power, technology, and beauty.

Huo Yuhao felt his heartbeat quicken uncontrollably, as though his blood were beginning to boil. An indescribable excitement and shock filled his heart.

With difficulty, he tore his gaze away from the Red Mecha and turned to look at his teacher, Han Tianyi, beside him. Even his voice trembled slightly.

"Teacher, is this... your mecha?!"

A faint smile appeared on Han Tianyi's face. He nodded slightly, and his voice reached Huo Yuhao clearly through the howling wind.

"That's right. This is my Red-Rank Mecha, Phantom. We'll ride it to Heaven Dou City!"

Thinking that he was about to enter the interior of this Red-Rank Mecha, Huo Yuhao felt an uncontrollable surge of excitement rise from the depths of his heart. His little face even flushed slightly with excitement.

At the exact center of the Red Mecha's chest, the complex patterns flashed, and a hatch silently slid open!

"Let's go."

Han Tianyi's voice rang out again.

Before his words had even faded, Huo Yuhao felt a gentle stream of Soul Power envelop him. His body was lightly lifted by an invisible hand and steadily flew toward the open cockpit!

Within a few breaths, he had passed through the hatch and landed inside the mecha.

The cockpit was far more spacious than it appeared from the outside and was not nearly as cramped as he had imagined.

Directly in front of him was a huge, curved transparent viewing window through which he could clearly see the outside.

Below the window was a complex control console covered in buttons and control sticks.

Several Soul Guidance Screens of varying sizes lined both sides, displaying all kinds of data and images that Huo Yuhao could not understand.

Huo Yuhao was placed in the co-pilot's seat. He looked around curiously and touched the cold, exquisite control panels.

"Sit tight."

Han Tianyi's voice came from the main pilot's seat beside him. He sat at the main controls and skillfully started the mecha.

The next second, a soft hiss sounded, and the hatch sealed tightly shut, completely isolating the howling wind and clamor outside.

The low rumble of the engine faintly passed through the cabin walls, and the entire interior of the mecha seemed to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterward, Huo Yuhao felt a powerful force press him into his seat, his body involuntarily flattening against the backrest!

Through the huge viewing window ahead, he saw the outside scenery begin to drop rapidly. The mecha was shooting into the sky!

Boom!!!

A deafening sonic boom exploded outside. The red Phantom mecha, like a scarlet meteor tearing through the heavens, instantly broke the sound barrier at a terrifying speed beyond the naked eye's ability to follow and streaked toward the northern horizon!