Think of Your Child! She Is All She Left Behind

Hearing Yin Hongye's words, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, if they refused to consider their own interests, there truly seemed to be no good way to resolve this.

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

Passionate Douluo asked directly. In truth, he did not think highly of Qian Gu Dongfeng's idea either. Facing an entire plane carried far too much risk.

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

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

Seeing that Qian Renxue possessed an Angel Martial Soul, Yun Ming temporarily agreed. The only thing that surprised him was that she had become a Titled Douluo in just one day.

Her rate of advancement was simply far too fast.

Qian Renxue raised her hand, and a phantom Angel appeared behind her. Terrifying holy light spilled forth, turning the entire room into a golden ocean.

A speck of golden light entered Yehui's body. Her body trembled slightly, but when it approached the core—

Qian Renxue felt an immensely terrifying force suppressing her. Though she possessed a god's inheritance, she had merely been touched by a trace of its aura.

She could not truly suppress an entire Demon Plane, yet even that trace of aura made the Demon Plane feel a hint of fear.

Had this been within the Angel Temple from twenty thousand years ago, it would certainly have succeeded.

Before long, Qian Renxue ultimately failed. Unable to contend with the power of an entire plane, she proposed a second plan.

"I failed, but I have another idea. Is there a place that can suppress soul skills? This ability seems to count as a soul skill."

She did not explicitly name Slaughter City. What if it had been called something different in this era? Wouldn't that have been embarrassing?

"You mean Slaughter City, the place the Sea God blew up twenty thousand years ago?" Yin Hongye's voice was calm as he recalled Slaughter City's function from the original story—soul skills could not be used there.

That place had been Asura God's inheritance ground. Unfortunately, Tang San had destroyed such a fine place.

"That place truly prevents the use of soul skills. It seems capable of suppressing this situation, which is a pity... Still, Tang San was quite filial. The King of Slaughter was practically his elder, yet after entering Slaughter City for the first time, he immediately used poison and made people suffer unbearably."

Outside the Heavenly Screen, Slaughter City had not yet completely erupted in a short period of time. Anger flickered in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"Why did he blow up Slaughter City? That was where Fallen Soul Masters were detained, where they could consume one another from within."

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

"No." Qian Daoliu shook his head. "Perhaps it has already happened. Tang San has already obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain."

Only then did Bibi Dong understand why that killing star Yin Hongye did not possess Divine Slaughter's Domain.

"There is actually 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, his eyes equally filled with confusion. Only Tang San at Shrek Academy knew all the details. It all began with the Snow-Colored Swan Kiss.

At that moment, Asura God cast a peculiar look at the Sea God. "I couldn't tell. Your inheritor has some nerve!"

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

At the same time, Tang San was struck by a splitting headache, as though something had been pulled out of his body, though he had no idea what it was.

That was, after all, his inheritance ground as the Asura God. Was it something Tang San could just demolish whenever he pleased?

If you ever come to the God Realm, I'll make things difficult for you!

"Cough, cough. I don't know. This has nothing to do with me." The Sea God was already regretting it. How could Tang San dare provoke even a law-enforcement god? This man held grudges.

"Hmph, I'm not interested in causing you trouble!" Asura God's gaze returned to the Heavenly Screen, treating it merely as a way to pass the time.

At that very moment, Yehui awoke.

She opened her eyes, her pupils still somewhat unfocused. She seemed to have just had a very, very long nightmare.

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

"Yehui, you'll be fine. You'll be fine."

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

Yuanen Tiandang comforted her, "There will be a way. There must be a way to solve this."

Yuanen Zhentian strode forward. He first glanced at his eldest daughter-in-law, and only relaxed slightly after seeing that, though weak, she remained clear-headed. He then turned to Yun Ming and clasped his fists. "Sky-Cleaving Douluo, regarding this matter... is there any other way?"

He asked with great solemnity, lowering his stance completely. His eldest daughter-in-law's life was at stake, and he did not dare be careless in the slightest.

Yun Ming was silent for a moment. "Her cultivation has already broken through to the Titled Douluo level."

"The Demon Gate has long since fused with her. At this point, no sealing method can stop it from opening."

Once those words were spoken, no one else said anything. Yuanen Zhentian's hand froze in midair, and he did not know how to face Yuanen Yehui.

Just then, Yin Hongye's voice rang out again. "Seriously, why not send her into the Abyss? Let the two sides clash head-on!"

For once, he had come up with an extremely wicked method other than killing.

Yun Ming suddenly understood. "That's right. Martial Souls cannot be used in the Abyss, and accordingly, neither can soul skills."

"Even if Yehui can use soul skills, the Demon Gate will open within the Abyss."

Ya Li and Leng Yaozhu were speechless. The biggest flaw in this plan was not merely that they would be separated, but rather...

"How can you be sure the demons and the Abyss will fight instead of joining forces to attack us?"

"Then we can force them to fight. Just—"

"Stop! Stop with that wicked idea of yours." Passionate Douluo immediately cut off Yin Hongye before he could continue.

This man truly lacked the part of him that belonged to humanity.

"Hmph, then we're back where we started. There's only killing her!" Yin Hongye could not stand these people's desire to have it both ways.

"There is no solution that satisfies everyone. Don't pick up sesame seeds and lose a watermelon. Other than my method, there is only Spirit Transmission Douluo's method—solve the problem at its root."

"Most of you here became Titled Douluos before thirty. If you have any trump cards, bring them out already!"

Qian Gu Dongfeng could not help sneering. "Make your decision quickly. Time waits for no one. Who knows when this Demon Gate will open again?"

Everyone else fell silent. They knew there were only two choices. The first was to kill her, but they were all people of status. How could they do such a thing?

Not everyone was Yin Hongye, whose reputation rivaled that of the Ghost Emperor.

Of course, Yin Hongye knew what they were thinking. There was no way he would willingly bear the infamy for them.

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

Amid the silence, Yehui smiled faintly, her eyes filled with reluctance. "Sky-Cleaving Douluo, if the Fallen Angel Martial Soul had not reached the Titled Douluo level, could this problem be resolved?"

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

Hearing that answer, Yehui revealed a relieved smile. She did not dare turn around. She did not look at her daughter.

She was afraid that if she looked at her even once, she would no longer be able to make up her mind.

Her final gaze fell upon Yuanen Zhentian, as though entrusting him with her last request.

The next instant, she killed herself.

Watching this, Yin Hongye left behind a single assessment. "She was a great mother."

Yuanen Tiandang was a man of deep feeling and loved his wife dearly. He stood there in a daze, neither screaming nor making a scene, but despair was plainly visible in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yin Hongye drove a sword into his shoulder. "Do you intend to abandon your child and leave her alone?"

His voice was icy. "If you truly want to die, I can grant your wish. Carry your life on my back..."

Only then did Yuanen Tiandang finally break down completely, falling into madness.

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

Yin Hongye's voice seemed to lower the surrounding temperature by several degrees. Light-Dark Douluo could no longer imagine what the future Federation would be like.

Only then did Yuanen Tiandang recover somewhat. He still had something to live for—his daughter was the only thing his wife had left behind.