The Path to Death, Astonishing Wisdom

In the God Realm, clouds and mist churned like endless layers of ocean waves.

A tall, upright figure stood silently amid the sea of clouds, gazing into the distance.

His waterfall-like blue hair hung all the way to his ankles.

If not for his imposing build, broad shoulders, and wide back, one might have mistaken him for an unparalleled beauty from behind.

Faint ripples of water flowed across his magnificent blue robe.

Anyone who looked closely would be drawn into that profound azure, as though their very soul would be swallowed by the boundless ocean.

"Third Brother, what's wrong?"

A gentle call broke the silence.

"Have you run into some trouble? You can tell me about it."

Before the words had faded, a graceful figure stepped slowly out of the void and arrived beside the man in blue.

She naturally and intimately wrapped her arm around Tang San's, her words filled with concern and tenderness.

Tang San's brows furrowed slightly as he withdrew his gaze from afar and looked at the woman beside him.

"Xiao Wu, you're here."

He spoke softly, with a trace of weariness in his voice.

"Recently, it seems a new star has been rising on Douluo Continent, and he appears to have countless ties to my Tang Sect."

"I wanted to examine the course of his fate, but whenever I tried to peer into it, an unknown fog blocked my sight."

Tang San's voice carried confusion and puzzlement.

"You know that, for Douluo Continent and the Tang Sect, I have poured in far too much effort.

But now, the Tang Sect is declining with each passing day on the continent. As its founder, I truly cannot bear to watch it fall into ruin.

Yet as an enforcer of the God Realm, how could I interfere with the development of a Plane?"

Tang San's tone seemed filled with helplessness and conflict.

"Third Brother, you needn't worry so much."

Xiao Wu leaned against him and gently consoled him. "In a sense, the Tang Sect's decline is also an inevitable result of the times and the Plane's development."

Tang San closed his eyes and said nothing. Only after a long while did he slowly open them again.

"Even so, but..."

A sigh slipped softly from his lips, seeming to carry endless loneliness and unwillingness.

Just as he was about to return with Xiao Wu, his expression suddenly changed.

Naturally, Tang San would not tell Xiao Wu every detail.

He had long since made a complete plan for that so-called Child of Destiny. It even concerned his grand plan spanning ten thousand years.

But just now, he had suddenly discovered that the Child of Destiny had deviated from his original path of fate. He could no longer observe the other's existence.

This sudden change stirred towering waves in Tang San's heart, yet he had no way of discovering what had happened.

Xiao Wu had been watching Tang San all along. Seeing something wrong with his expression, she hurriedly asked with concern,

"Third Brother, did something happen? Could it have something to do with Xiao Qi?"

By the end, her voice carried a trace of anxiety.

Tang San came back to himself and gently patted Xiao Wu's hand, soothing her softly.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu. With Daming and Erming there, Xiao Qi will be fine."

Though he said so, a shadow flashed through Tang San's eyes.

This feeling of things slipping beyond his control made him inexplicably restless and uneasy.

If the God of Destruction had not been watching him so closely, why would he need to act with such restraint?

He had even been forced to split his precious daughter's soul...

And all of this had been caused by the God of Destruction.

That God of Destruction had truly embarked upon the path to death.

Outside Star Luo City, within the slums.

Inside a dark, narrow alley.

A ragged, frail boy curled up in a corner against the wall, seemingly asleep.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes snapped open.

At first, a trace of confusion flashed through those eyes, as though he had no idea where he was.

But in the next instant, an azure light blazed from the depths of his eyes, and an enormous flood of information surged into his mind like a tide.

The boy's original personality was instantly overwritten beneath the impact of those vast memories.

The confusion gradually faded, replaced by coldness and hatred.

"Damn Huo Yuhao!"

The boy—no, rather, the reborn Tang San—ground his teeth and cursed.

Memories of his previous life flashed through his mind one by one.

With his astonishing wisdom and meticulous planning, he had ultimately made the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life sacrifice themselves to protect the God Realm.

After that, who in the God Realm was more suited than Tang San to become its new ruler?

Yet just as he was about to take complete control of the God Realm's authority, Huo Yuhao, his own son-in-law, had dared to betray him.

He had even dragged Tang San into the Space-Time Turbulence, determined to perish with him!

Had Huo Yuhao gone insane?

Tang San had clearly married his most beloved precious daughter to him. What else could he possibly be dissatisfied with?

Could he be dreaming of controlling the God Realm himself?

At that thought, a dense murderous aura surfaced in Tang San's eyes.

He slowly sat up and began sorting through the memories originally belonging to this body.

Whether by fate or coincidence, though this body had no surname, everyone around him called him "Xiao San" or "Third Brother."

After all, this group of little beggars had no names. They had originally ranked one another by age, and the original owner of the body Tang San occupied had ranked third among them.

Tang San could now confirm that he had been reborn on Douluo Continent.

He had even returned to the period ten thousand years before Huo Yuhao had dragged him into the Space-Time Turbulence, when Huo Yuhao had risen to prominence on Douluo Continent.

That meant he might have a chance to intercept and kill Huo Yuhao before he had fully grown.

He carried the Tang Sect's supreme arts. Wouldn't killing that piece of trash be as easy as lifting a hand?

But the one thing he needed to worry about now was whether killing Huo Yuhao would draw the attention of Tang San in the God Realm.

At the thought of that "other self" in the God Realm, Tang San grew even more irritated.

That man was currently the supreme God King of the God Realm and possessed the same astonishing wisdom as Tang San himself.

If Tang San made even the slightest mistake and exposed himself to that man's sight, he would likely be reduced to ashes in an instant.

From the very beginning, he and Tang San of the God Realm had been destined never to stand on the same side.

Even he himself would never tolerate the existence of another "self."

Besides, to be honest, compared to seeking revenge on Huo Yuhao, becoming a god again was the true top priority.

Even if he succeeded in taking revenge, without a Godhood, his lifespan would be no more than a few hundred years.

For someone who had once been a God King, that was utterly unacceptable.

But how was he supposed to become a god?

On the current Douluo Continent, becoming a god through ordinary means was almost entirely impossible.

Yet he had to become a god. Only then would he have a chance to kill Tang San of this era's God Realm, replace him, and take Xiao Wu back.

He would never share Xiao Wu with anyone, even if that person had once been himself.

At that thought, Tang San instinctively examined his Spiritual Sea.

When he saw a golden-red Trident quietly floating within it, the resentment in his heart grew even stronger.

Though this Trident was a divine artifact, it did not contain the Sea God Godhood. Naturally, there was no such thing as a God Trial, and besides, he did not dare use this Trident lightly.

Based on his understanding of himself, once Tang San of the God Realm discovered that he also possessed a Trident, he would certainly try every possible way to eliminate him.

And now, whether it was to gain a chance to kill Huo Yuhao later or to find a way to become a god, the most important thing was to awaken his martial soul first.

But when he learned from this body's memories that awakening a martial soul required money, Tang San's expression immediately stiffened.

His current identity was merely that of a beggar wandering the streets. Unless he joined the private forces or army of some noble, he had no chance of awakening his martial soul for free.

This body was already ten years old. Though he still did not know what its martial soul was, Tang San could vaguely sense that its Innate Soul Power was at most one or two ranks.

Even with the Mysterious Heaven Skill, reaching the achievements he had attained at the same age in his previous life would likely be no easy task.

The more he thought about it, the more Tang San could not help cursing the Star Luo Empire.

It was actually worse than that evil Spirit Hall. It had truly decayed and fallen to the extreme.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Several horse carriages loaded with goods traveled slowly along the broad official road, while the distant city walls gradually came into view.

Since those goods were not being transported into Heaven Dou City itself, the convoy stopped not far from the city gates.

"Young Master Huo, Miss Huo, we're here."

The driver of the lead carriage poked his head out and called toward the carriage compartment.

Hearing him, Huo Yuhao hurriedly helped his mother, Huo Yun'er, down from the carriage.

He took several Silver Soul Coins from his clothes and handed them to the driver.

"Uncle, this is the fare."

"Hey, Young Master Huo, what are you doing? Put your money away."

The driver repeatedly waved his hands and did not accept the Silver Soul Coins.

"If it weren't for you two, how could old fellows like us have eaten such delicious grilled fish along the way?"

"Exactly. We'll probably never get to eat grilled fish this delicious again!"

The drivers of the surrounding carriages all chimed in, their words full of regret and reluctance.

"Uncles, you're being too polite. It was only what I should have done."

Huo Yuhao smiled. After thanking them softly, he turned and returned to his mother, Huo Yun'er.

At that moment, a young girl was standing beside Huo Yun'er.

She did not appear very old, perhaps thirteen or fourteen.

Her long golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, curling slightly and further accentuating her snow-white skin and gentle beauty.

Though she wore plain clothes, she was tall and graceful, her figure already slender and elegant.

When the girl saw Huo Yuhao return, she gave Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao an apologetic smile.

"Aunt Huo, Yuhao, I need to leave first. Sorry, I can't travel with you any longer."

Without waiting for Huo Yuhao and his mother to respond, she activated her Soul Power and ran directly toward Heaven Dou City.

Watching the girl's retreating figure, Huo Yuhao could not help sighing inwardly. This world truly was small.

He and his mother had merely wanted to hitch a ride to Heaven Dou City, yet they had unexpectedly run into Jiang Nannan.

He simply did not know why Jiang Nannan had appeared here. Logically speaking, Shrek Academy should still have been in session.

However, Huo Yuhao did not dwell on it.

After waving goodbye to the drivers, he took Huo Yun'er's hand and headed toward Heaven Dou City.

As for why he had chosen to come to Heaven Dou City, it was a decision Huo Yuhao had made after careful consideration.

They naturally could not remain in Star Luo City, the capital of the Star Luo Empire, because of the White Tiger Duke's wife's influence.

The Dou Ling Empire was too weak, so Huo Yuhao had ruled it out as well. Ming Capital was not even worth considering, leaving only Shrek City and Heaven Dou City.

If one had to name the safest place, it would undoubtedly be Shrek City.

But with the little savings he and his mother possessed, they probably could not even afford to rent a house in Shrek City, let alone cover their other expenses.

After thinking it over again and again, Huo Yuhao had ultimately chosen Heaven Dou City.

Beyond the need to settle down and make a living, there was another matter weighing on Huo Yuhao's heart.

His mother had worked tirelessly in the Duke's residence for years, leaving her with many chronic ailments. She also needed medicinal herbs to properly nurse her health back.

Over the past half month, he had gradually figured out some of the functions of the Eye of Destiny and Golden Dragon King Divine Core that had been reborn alongside him within his mental space.

The Golden Dragon King Divine Core continuously supplied him with immense Bloodline Power, making his physical constitution far superior to that of his peers in his previous life. In terms of physical strength alone, he was already no weaker than an ordinary beast martial soul Soul Elder.

Huo Yuhao could even control that Bloodline Power and channel it into another person's body, helping them regulate their health.

Along the way, he had been using it to slowly improve his mother's condition.

But this was ultimately not a long-term solution. She still needed medicinal herbs to recover properly.

At the same time, Huo Yuhao was grateful that the chaotic and savage consciousness within the Golden Dragon King Divine Core had been suppressed deep within the core of the Eye of Destiny.

Otherwise, the Golden Dragon King's violent consciousness would not only have greatly affected him, but might even have caused him to develop the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and transform directly from a human into a Soul Beast.

The Eye of Destiny that had been reborn alongside Huo Yuhao had also changed drastically compared to his previous life due to the effects of the Space-Time Turbulence.

Because the Eye of Destiny was currently suppressing the Golden Dragon King Divine Core, many of its original abilities could no longer be used.

At present, Huo Yuhao could only use the Eye of Destiny to observe the Threads of Fate contained within all things.

As long as he had sufficient Soul Power to support it, he could turn an originally impossible fate into a possible one, or even make it an inevitable fate.

For the simplest example, if an ordinary person without the ability to fly wanted to soar through the skies solely by relying on themselves,

Huo Yuhao would only need to expend enough Soul Power and spiritual power to make that ordinary person grow wings directly or awaken some kind of martial soul capable of flight.

The amount of Soul Power and spiritual power required depended on the difficulty of the fate he wished to bring about.

It was precisely this ability of the Eye of Destiny that allowed Huo Yuhao to see the possibility of personally killing Tang San after returning to the God Realm.

After all, if he still inherited Rong Nianbing's Godhood in this life, he would likely remain unable to contend against Tang San.

The reason he had succeeded in his previous life, aside from Tang San being in poor condition at the time, was more importantly because the God of Destruction and Goddess of Life had both sacrificed themselves.

There had been no other God Kings left in the God Realm to stop him. Only then had he managed to seize the opportunity to drag Tang San into the Space-Time Turbulence and perish with him.

But now that he possessed the Eye of Destiny, he might yet be able to kill Tang San with his own hands in the future.

Still, taking revenge on Tang San only after becoming a god was far too distant a prospect.

For Huo Yuhao, the most urgent matter now was to settle down with his mother in this unfamiliar city and live a stable life.

Fortunately, as someone reborn, Huo Yuhao naturally lacked no means of making a living.

After careful thought, he decided to sell grilled fish while also trying to make and sell Soul Tools.