Revenge on the Tang Family's Livestock (Part 2) (Seeking Collections and Follow-ups)

After a thousand strikes, Niu Tian's rugged face was so swollen that his eyes were squeezed shut. His sturdy body swayed, and whether from rage or being truly knocked unconscious, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"..."

With a slight exertion of force under his foot, Baili Du stomped Titan into unconsciousness as well. He let out a long breath, looked up at the snowy sky with a pleasant mood, and seemed to see, through the clouds, the man who believed he was pulling all the strings from behind the scenes.

"This is only the beginning. Wait for me in the God Realm, my dear, good father-in-law..."

He quickly adjusted his mindset and walked toward Haotian Castle.

Since he had come all this way, it would be a pity not to take a look.

Because in the corner of the third floor of Haotian Castle, there was someone who had witnessed everything.

She was an important guest whom Baili Du had specifically "protected."

A cold sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth as he flashed onto the third floor of Haotian Castle.

"Click, click, click..."

Baili Du's figure appeared at the top of the stairs, walking slowly and with immense pressure toward the little girl curled up in the corner. His shadow gradually engulfed her.

The clicking sound of his soles striking the floor made the little girl tremble in terror. She instinctively held something up to shield herself, her delicate little face covered in tear tracks, yet the blue-gold trident symbol on her forehead remained completely motionless.

"You... don't come over... don't come over... Daddy, save me... Mommy, save me..."

To a certain kind and loving father, the truth he needed to hide was likely more important than his daughter's life.

Baili Du crouched down halfway; even in this position, his tall, slender frame was still significantly larger than the child's.

He looked at the person who, in the script titled [Peerless Tang Sect] written by Tang San, had ended up as his "wife," with an indifferent expression and not a ripple in his heart.

A broken mirror is hard to mend, let alone a heart that had already been wounded and riddled with holes.

A patchwork monster? A schizophrenic? A daddy's girl?

It seemed any of these could describe her.

Wang Dong? Wang Dong'er? Tang Wutong? Xiao Qi?

To be frank, even he, her former husband, did not know what name to call her by, but he knew one thing: [Wang Qiu'er] was absolutely not a part of [Tang Wutong]!

[I saw in a side story of the Douluo world that Qiu'er seemed to have won against the Tang Princess. I originally wanted to set it that way too, but it would make things difficult for Snow Empress and Liya, so I've tentatively decided the Tang Princess remains the Tang Princess, and the Qiu'er who belongs to the Emotion God King, Huo Yuhao, will be resurrected.]

He did not want to have any further entanglements with this woman, nor did he want his current self to have any emotional ties to her.

Although he knew she was nothing more than a tool, he was sorry to say that if Tang Wutong were to shamelessly pester the Huo Yuhao of this timeline, there was no telling what he might do.

For now, he still had principles and wouldn't be so shameless as to bully a little child.

He gave a look of utter contempt, his voice dripping with mockery, and patted the little girl's face without a shred of pity.

"Miss Tang Wutong, what makes you think that I, Huo Yuhao, a dignified God King, would be unworthy of a mere second-tier god like you?"

She naturally could not understand these words; after letting out a scream, she lost control and fainted.

"..."

He looked at the unconscious little girl with an expressionless face and scanned the third floor of Haotian Castle.

Tang San had left quite a few good things in Haotian Castle: the Sea God Pillar used to collect faith energy and condense God-bestowed soul rings, the access point to the Sea God Inheritance Space, the Asura God's Evil-Sealing Array... If he had put this much effort into the Tang Sect, it wouldn't have ended up in its current state.

After some thought, he decided it had to be completely destroyed.

Without a moment's hesitation, Baili Du stomped his foot against the floor of the third level of Haotian Castle.

"BOOM!"

In an instant, the entire third floor of Haotian Castle was blown apart by his stomp.

Looking at the ruins of Haotian Castle, a satisfied arc curved at the corner of Baili Du's mouth.

"!!! Ugh..."

Before he could even enjoy the moment, a searing pain from his lower abdomen spread throughout his entire body. Even though he had been tortured by Tang San countless times and had developed some immunity to pain, he couldn't help but crouch down, gasping heavily for air.

The third soul core in his lower abdomen, which originally possessed the space attribute, had been a pure silver color. But ever since he escaped from the [Samsara Hurricane] and the [Space-Time Turbulence], it seemed to have been contaminated by the power of the turbulence, turning into the same silver-gray color.

Baili Du had a feeling that the only reason he was still alive was because of this thing...

But the power contained within it was truly terrifying! That was the power of the space-time turbulence generated after the explosion of a God Star that was meant to be formed. Even though he only had a portion of it in his body, it was still more than a mere God King like him could withstand.

"Hoo, hoo..."

With his brows tightly furrowed, he mobilized his divine sense to continue reinforcing the seal on his third soul core.

It looked like he would have to go to the God Realm sooner; he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for four years... As he thought this, he couldn't help but recall the root of all this.

He didn't actually care that much about the destruction of the [Great God Circle] and the [Dragon God Realm]; what he found truly suspicious was why they were destroyed.

In truth, it wasn't without reason that Tang San and Lan Xuanyu had been confident in establishing a God Star. Even the antithesis of the Creator God, the [God of Heavenly Punishment], had transformed into the [God of Heaven Guard] and joined the [Great God Circle]. Even if the laws of the universe were at their worst, they should have at least given some face to the brother of the Creator God, right?

But why was the [Titan of Finality] able to blast them apart along with the [God of Heaven Guard]? What was the origin of that [Titan of Finality]?

And why... was he the only one still alive?

It might have had something to do with him running away at the very beginning instead of choosing to fight like the other God Kings. But Baili Du felt that if someone could punch a supreme God King like the Dragon God to death, a small Emotion God King like him shouldn't have been able to escape the attacker's range no matter how far he ran...

Yet, he was the only one who survived... Lan Xuanyu didn't count; he was someone he had grabbed on a whim.

To be honest, even now he did not understand why such a tragedy had occurred; he only vaguely felt that it might have something to do with the Tang Family.

This was merely his conjecture; perhaps the actions of the Tang Family had become so intolerable even to the laws of the universe that it had unleashed an irresistible enemy to wipe out both the Great God Circle and the Dragon God Realm in one fell swoop.

As for why he was still alive, it was perhaps the final chance granted by the laws of the universe, allowing someone who did not bear the surname "Tang" to salvage all of this.

He shook his head and stood up, knowing he could only take things one step at a time. He constantly felt that even if he were to completely defeat Tang San in this era, it would not be the end of it.

Estimating that Tang San in the God Realm would soon discover the incident at Haotian Castle, Baili Du clutched his stomach, casually tore open the Gate of the Dead, and stepped into the Undead Plane.

Once here, even if Tang San were to use the God Realm Hub to scour every inch of the Douluo Continent, it would be impossible for him to find him.