Think of Your Child! She's All Your Wife Left Behind

Everyone fell silent at Yin Hongye's words.

Indeed, if they set aside their own interests, there was no good way to resolve this.

"Sky-Cleaving Douluo, tell us what you think..."

Passionate Douluo asked him directly. He wasn't optimistic about Qian Gu Dongfeng's idea either. Taking on an entire plane carried too much risk.

Yun Ming was silent for a long time before finally saying, "Let's try sealing her Martial Soul first."

Qian Renxue suddenly stepped forward. "Let me try. Perhaps I can purify her."

Seeing that Qian Renxue possessed an Angel Martial Soul, Yun Ming agreed for the time being. What surprised him was that she had become a Titled Douluo in a single day.

That was almost too fast.

Qian Renxue raised her hand. An Angel Phantom appeared behind her, and a terrifying holy light poured forth, turning the entire room into a sea of gold.

A point of golden light entered Yehui's body. She trembled slightly, but as it neared her core, Qian Renxue felt an overwhelming terror bearing down on her.

She carried a god's inheritance, but in the end, she had only been touched by a trace of its aura.

She could not truly suppress the entire Demon Plane, though that trace of aura was enough to make it feel a flicker of fear.

Had they been inside the Angel Temple twenty thousand years ago, she certainly could have succeeded.

Before long, it was clear Qian Renxue had failed. She could not stand against the power of an entire plane, so she proposed a second plan:

"I couldn't do it. But I have another idea. Is there a place that suppresses Soul Skills? This ability seems to count as one."

She did not name Slaughter City outright. What if it had a different name in this era? She would only make a fool of herself.

"You mean Slaughter City, the place the Sea God blew up twenty thousand years ago," Yin Hongye said calmly. He recalled Slaughter City's function in the original story—Soul Skills could not be used there.

It was the Asura God's place of inheritance. A perfectly good place, ruined by Tang San.

"Soul Skills really couldn't be used there. It might have suppressed this, if only it still existed... But I have to say, Tang San was a devoted grandson. The King of Slaughter was an elder of his, after all. More devoted than even I am—on his first trip into Slaughter City, he went straight for poison and left its people in agony."

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, Slaughter City's ruin had not yet fully unfolded. Anger flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"Why blow up Slaughter City? It's where Fallen Soul Masters are confined, left to destroy one another inside."

"Big brother, should we send more people to guard Slaughter City?" Thousand-Weight Douluo asked.

"No." Qian Daoliu shook his head. "It may already have happened. Tang San has obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain."

Bibi Dong now understood why Yin Hongye, a veritable killing star, did not possess Divine Slaughter's Domain.

"So there's no Slaughter City in the future. How interesting. Tang San took Divine Slaughter's Domain, then cut off everyone else's path?"

She gave a cold laugh. "What a sanctimonious hypocrite."

Tang Hao raised his head, equally puzzled. Only Tang San, at Shrek Academy, knew the whole story. It had all begun with the Snow-Colored Swan Kiss.

At that moment, the Asura God gave the Sea God an odd look. "Well, well. Your successor's got guts!"

With a wave of his hand, he sealed away Tang San's Divine Slaughter's Domain.

At the same time, Tang San's head throbbed. It felt as though something had been pulled from his body, but he had no idea what.

Slaughter City was the Asura God's place of inheritance, after all. Did Tang San think he could simply tear it down?

If you ever make it to the Divine Realm, I'll make your life miserable!

"Ahem. I didn't know. This has nothing to do with me." The Sea God regretted it now. How had Tang San dared offend even the God of Law Enforcement? He held grudges.

"Tch. I'm not interested in going after you!" The Asura God turned his gaze back to the Heavenly Screen, treating it as a way to pass the time.

Just then, Yehui woke.

She opened her eyes, her gaze still unfocused. It felt as though she had just endured a very, very long nightmare.

Yuanen Tiandang hurriedly supported her shoulders, cupping her back with one hand as he helped her sit up slowly.

"Yehui, you'll be all right. You'll be all right."

"Tiandang, I know. I know everything. I watched it all happen, but I couldn't control myself."

Yuanen Tiandang reassured her, "There'll be a way. There has to be a way to fix this."

Yuanen Zhentian strode forward. He first looked at his elder son's wife and, seeing that she was weak but still lucid, breathed a little easier. Then he turned to Yun Ming, cupped his fists, and asked, "Sky-Cleaving Douluo, is there... any other way?"

His question was solemn, his manner deeply deferential. His daughter-in-law's life was at stake; he dared not take anything lightly.

Yun Ming fell silent for a moment. "She's already reached the Titled Douluo level."

"The Demon Gate has long since become one with her. At this point, no seal can prevent it from opening."

Once he said that, no one spoke. Yuanen Zhentian's hands froze in midair. He did not know how to face Yuanen Yehui.

Then Yin Hongye spoke again. "Seriously, why not send her into the Abyss? Let the two sides smash into each other!"

For once, he had come up with a method other than killing—one that was spectacularly unscrupulous.

Realization dawned on Yun Ming. "Of course! Martial Souls can't be used in the Abyss, so Soul Skills can't be used there either."

"Even if Yehui can use Soul Skills, the Demon Gate would open inside the Abyss."

Ya Li and Leng Yaozhu were speechless. Having to separate them was far from the biggest flaw in this plan. Besides...

"How do you know the demons and the Abyss would fight instead of joining forces to attack?"

"Then we could force them to fight. If we put—"

"Stop! Don't finish that appalling thought." Passionate Douluo cut Yin Hongye off at once.

The man really was missing the part that made people human.

"Tch. Then we're back where we started. Killing her is the only option!" Yin Hongye could not stand how these people wanted to have it both ways.

"There's no perfect solution in this world. Don't pick up a sesame seed only to lose a watermelon. Other than my method, there's only Spirit Transmission Douluo's. Those are the ways to solve the problem at its root."

"Most of you here became Titled Douluo before thirty. If you have a trump card, bring it out already!"

Qian Gu Dongfeng could not help sneering. "Make a decision. Time waits for no one. That Demon Gate could open again at any moment."

Everyone else fell silent. They knew the choice came down to two options. The first was to kill her, but they were all people of standing. How could they do such a thing?

Not everyone was Yin Hongye, whose reputation rivaled the Ghost Emperor's.

Yin Hongye knew exactly what they were thinking. He had no intention of taking the blame for them.

As for the other option, none of them had absolute confidence in it.

Amid the silence, Yehui smiled faintly, her eyes filled with reluctance to leave. "Sky-Cleaving Douluo, if a Fallen Angel Martial Soul hasn't yet reached the Titled Douluo level, could the problem be solved?"

"It might be possible to seal it..."

At that answer, Yehui smiled with relief. She did not dare turn around. She did not look at her daughter.

She was afraid that one glance would shatter her resolve.

Her final gaze settled on Yuanen Zhentian, like a last request entrusted to him.

The next instant, she took her own life.

Watching it happen, Yin Hongye offered a single judgment: "She was a great mother."

Yuanen Tiandang loved his wife with all his heart. He went numb. He did not scream or rage, but despair was plain in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yin Hongye immediately pinned him by the shoulder with his sword. "Are you going to abandon your child and go off alone?"

His voice was ice-cold. "If you truly want to die, I can oblige. One more life on my hands..."

Only then did Yuanen Tiandang break down, screaming in anguish as he lost all control.

"Think of your child... She's the last thing your wife left in this world. If you die, I wouldn't mind turning her into another me."

Yin Hongye's voice seemed to drop the surrounding air several degrees. Light-Dark Douluo could no longer imagine what the Federation's future might look like.

Only then did Yuanen Tiandang come back to himself. He still had someone to live for. Their daughter was the only thing his wife had left behind.