Time God

Huo Yuhao ignored the clamor of the onlookers and simply stood in the arena, sensing everything carefully.

Killing intent should have been formless, yet within this slaughter arena covered in strange engravings, something that should have been intangible took shape.

Countless strands of killing intent gradually gathered within his body, scrambling to burrow into his meridians. His empty meridians came alive as though drought-stricken land had finally received rain.

"No, this isn't pure killing intent. There's also a trace of evil energy tangled within it, and its quality is not low!"

The invading evil energy immediately put Huo Yuhao on guard. He wanted to stop the killing intent from entering his body, but his body had become like a black hole, greedily devouring every kind of power.

Yet before Huo Yuhao could think of another solution, the passive skill of Qiu'er's skull bone activated—three mental attacks below the First-Level God rank would be nullified within a day.

Sensing this, Huo Yuhao could only smile bitterly, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"You saved me again."

During the long years in the God Realm, Huo Yuhao had wanted to revive Wang Qiu'er countless times. He had even personally stripped away his own skull bone for that purpose!

But in the end—it was simply impossible.

Not only because Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Bloodline and life essence had been grafted onto Tang Wutong by Tang San.

The most crucial reason was that every time he used the skill of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion skull bone, he was consuming Qiu'er's soul power.

Not to mention the majority of her soul that had been forcibly extracted and consumed when Tang San had "reflected" the spiritual soul core into Tang Wutong.

Tang Wutong's soul had already become unbearably fragile after being split apart several times in a short period, and then she had received part of Qiu'er's soul.

When Huo Yuhao noticed that Tang Wutong was often confused, unable to tell whether she was the daughter of a God King or the Emperor Auspicious Beast, he knew that his Qiu'er would never return...

Yet through a twist of fate, this skull bone belonging to Qiu'er had increased in quality. Its passive skill, which could originally only nullify mental attacks below the God-Level, had risen to the level of a First-Level God because of him.

He felt the evil energy being expelled while the pure killing intent settled within him. It even showed signs of merging with his own power.

His daze lasted only an instant. Huo Yuhao immediately picked the smallest corpse in the arena, stripped its clothes off, and put them on himself.

His previous clothes had long been shredded by the Temporal Turbulence and the recent battle. Only a belt still stubbornly remained around his waist, covering the important parts.

After getting dressed, Huo Yuhao left the dueling arena. An armored guard handed him a number plate marked "9233."

Huo Yuhao accepted it. This would be his identity token here from now on.

As he stepped out of the grand building, several familiar faces appeared before him. They were precisely the ones who had booed the loudest among the spectators earlier, and they attacked with killing moves the moment they met.

Huo Yuhao had no intention of swallowing his anger. Tang Sect techniques excelled in nimbleness and unpredictability, and now that this body had become smaller, it was even more agile. Before any of them could use soul skills, several more corpses lay on the ground.

The surrounding buildings were largely similar. Huo Yuhao chose an empty one and walked inside.

He had no idea where the residents had gone, but judging from the traces of daily life, they should have left only recently.

Sitting casually in a corner, Huo Yuhao immediately examined himself inwardly. He had always felt that something was off about him; it was not as simple as merely becoming young again.

His Divine Core, divine body, divine power, and Divine Sense had all been completely worn away. Only his Divine Soul remained intact.

This also meant that Dai Yuhao, the former Emotion God, had already fallen.

The only thing that invigorated Huo Yuhao was that, aside from Qiu'er's Three-Eyed Golden Lion skull bone, the Holy Necromancer martial soul bestowed upon him by his teacher Electrolux had somehow been preserved.

Although he no longer held any hope of finding even a remnant of his teacher's soul, having the Holy Necromancer martial soul was still something to hold onto.

As for why this had happened, Huo Yuhao understood after giving it some thought.

Qiu'er was the incarnation of soul beast fortune. Although the God Realm had rules forbidding soul beasts from becoming gods, without Tang San's schemes, she could have become a soul beast deity walking among mortals.

There was even less need to mention his teacher. Electrolux had already been a God-Level powerhouse while he was alive.

Both possessed extraordinarily high innate qualities. More importantly, both had fused with him more completely than anything else, and afterward had undergone the thorough cleansing of the God Realm's laws alongside him.

His body had been reforged, and his aptitude had received the most supreme transformation.

Even if he cultivated again, he could become a god at an even faster pace.

Yet Huo Yuhao was not happy in the slightest. He was in such agony that he nearly wept blood!

All because the price of this fortunate opportunity had been far too great!

Huo Yuhao's eyes reddened as he ground out a few words through clenched teeth—"Time God!"

The Time God was an ancient deity second only to the five God Kings, yet he had seemed like an invisible figure within the God Realm.

Throughout his long divine life, the only person who could be considered his friend was his teacher, Rong Nianbing.

Back in the God Realm, Huo Yuhao had not found it strange. After all, his teacher's superb cooking meant that nobody in the God Realm disliked him. Having one more ancient Time God as a friend was nothing unusual, but now that he looked back on it, the whole matter seemed suspicious no matter how he considered it.

The Time God had always left only a faint impression on others, and the gods of the God Realm almost never mentioned him. Even when the Golden Dragon King had caused that uprising, no one had thought of him.

Even Huo Yuhao himself had forgotten that he existed!

Who would have thought that this man would deliver him the most lethal blow at the most critical moment!

He had rushed into the Temporal Turbulence in order to use its power to ascend to God King and return to the Douluo Continent.

Originally, with the seven Soul Spirits sharing the burden, not only had he successfully ascended to God King, but he had also raised the Soul Spirits' strength to the level of Second-Level Gods. Snow Woman had even reached the level of a First-Level God.

But at the crucial moment when he was evolving the Eye of Destiny into a super divine artifact, the Time God's Divine Core suddenly appeared.

It forcefully fused into the Eye of Destiny, and the enormous energy fluctuations created by their union directly detonated the remaining Temporal Turbulence.

His fingers hovered over his brow as he tried to dig out the Time God's Divine Core that had been forcibly embedded there. Yet he feared damaging the Eye of Destiny, which had been infused with Qiu'er's destiny power. He could only clutch the skin of his forehead fiercely, letting blood stain his fingers red.

Even God Kings would have found it difficult to withstand an energy riot of that level, but all of the Soul Spirits had stood in front of him.

Eight-Angle had been the first to disappear. Liya, the second weakest among the Soul Spirits, had immediately chosen to sacrifice herself and completely burn her Divine Soul.

Amid golden-blue flames, she had paid the price of utter soul dispersal to bestow upon him the purest Mermaid's Blessing. Perhaps that blessing was the reason he had survived.

Snow Woman, the strongest of them all, had been the last to vanish. Thinking of the look in Snow Woman's eyes before she disappeared and her final murmur, Huo Yuhao suddenly tasted sweetness in his throat and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"You'll finally miss me the way you miss her."