Time God

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

Killing intent should have been formless, yet on this slaughter arena covered in peculiar markings, something that should have been invisible manifested itself.

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 received timely rain.

Something's wrong. This isn't pure killing intent. There's also a thread of evil energy tangled within it, and its quality isn't low!

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

Yet before Huo Yuhao could think of another solution, the passive skill of Qiu'er's skull bone activated—three instances of immunity to spiritual attacks below the first-god level within one day.

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

"You saved me again."

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

But the final result was—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 Three-Eyed Golden Lion skull bone's skill, he was consuming Qiu'er's soul power.

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

Tang Wutong's soul had already become exceedingly fragile after being split multiple times in such a short period, and she had then received a portion of Qiu'er's soul.

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

Yet this skull bone that belonged to Qiu'er had, through a twist of fate, increased in quality. Its passive skill, which had originally only granted immunity to spiritual attacks below the god level, had been upgraded through him to the first-god level.

He sensed the evil energy being purged away, while the pure killing intent settled within him. There were even signs that the killing intent was fusing with his own power.

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

His previous clothes had long been reduced to tatters by the spatial turbulence and the earlier battle. Only a belt remained stubbornly fastened around his waist, covering the essential 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.

Once he stepped out of the grand building, several familiar faces appeared before him. They were the very people who had jeered the loudest among the spectators earlier, and the moment they met, they unleashed killing moves.

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

The surrounding buildings all looked more or less the same. Huo Yuhao chose an empty one and entered.

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

Casually sitting down in a corner, Huo Yuhao immediately examined himself inwardly. He had always felt that something was wrong with him; it was not as simple as 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.

And that 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 Necromantic Holy Law God martial soul bestowed upon him by his teacher Electrolux had actually been preserved.

Though he no longer held any hope of finding a remnant of his teacher's soul, having the Necromantic Holy Law God martial soul was still something to hold on to.

As for why this had happened, Huo Yuhao understood after only a brief thought.

Qiu'er was the incarnation of soul beast fortune. Although the God Realm had a rule that soul beasts could not become gods, if not for 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 extremely high essences. More importantly, both had fused with him most completely, and afterward had undergone the complete baptism of the God Realm's laws alongside him.

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

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

But Huo Yuhao was not happy in the slightest. He was in so much pain that he nearly wept blood!

All because the price of this opportunity was far too great!

With bloodshot eyes, Huo Yuhao ground out several words through clenched teeth—"Time God!"

The Time God was an ancient deity second only to the five great God Kings, yet he was like a transparent figure in the God Realm.

Over 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 culinary skills were so extraordinary that no one in the God Realm disliked him. There was nothing unusual about him having an ancient Time God as another friend. But now that Huo Yuhao considered it, the matter seemed suspicious no matter how he looked at it.

The Time God had always left only a faint impression on others, and the gods of the God Realm rarely mentioned him. Even when the Golden Dragon King's rebellion broke out, no one had thought of him.

Even Huo Yuhao himself had forgotten that he existed!

He had never expected this man to deliver the most fatal blow at the most critical moment!

He had charged into the spatial turbulence in order to use that 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 the soul spirits' strength had also risen to the level of second-rank gods. Snow Woman had even reached the level of a first-rank god.

But at the crucial moment when he evolved the Eye of Destiny into a super divine artifact, the Time God's divine core suddenly appeared.

And it forcefully fused into the Eye of Destiny. The immense energy fluctuations created by their fusion directly detonated the remaining spatial turbulence.

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

Even a God King would have found it difficult to withstand an energy riot of that level, yet every soul spirit had stood in front of him.

Eight-Angle was the first to disappear. Liya, the second weakest among the soul spirits, immediately chose to sacrifice herself and completely burn her divine soul.

Amid golden-blue flames, she had paid the price of having her soul scattered to bestow upon him the purest Mermaid's Blessing. Perhaps the reason he had survived now was due to that stroke of fortune.

Snow Woman, the strongest, was the last to fade away. Thinking of her gaze before she vanished and her final murmur, Huo Yuhao suddenly tasted sweetness in his throat and vomited a mouthful of blood.

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