His defenses broke too fast, like a tornado.
When the young Huo Yuhao broke down and questioned the God King's Son-in-law, Huo Yuhao, the latter's resolve crumbled, his defenses broke, and he began questioning him in return. Everyone watching the Wenxin Livestream erupted.
"What the hell? This is insane!"
"No matter how you look at them, the young Huo Yuhao and the Huo Yuhao who became a god king aren't the same person. The moment they met, they started questioning each other, breaking down, and even trading blows!"
"Wait, why do these two look so much like enemies? How do they look anything like the same person?"
The Divine Realm.
Huo Yuhao's Seven Soul Spirits watched the young Huo Yuhao appear, break down, question him, and beat him.
After Huo Yuhao's resolve crumbled, his divine seat trembled, and his defenses completely broke, the sight of the two slandering each other left them utterly dumbfounded.
"What's going on with Yuhao?"
"Is this really the eleven-year-old Huo Yuhao?"
"Are they really the same person? Why is there so much resentment? He even pushed someone as good-tempered as Huo Yuhao into breaking down. What exactly happened between them?"
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and the Ice Empress, who knew of Huo Yuhao's grudges, fell silent.
No one had expected Huo Yuhao to turn against his younger self.
Absurd. Utterly absurd.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Facing Huo Yuhao's mockery, the young Huo Yuhao clenched both fists, his gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao.
He looked at the unwillingness in his eyes, the anger in his eyes, the emotions he had buried as deeply as possible.
Yet how similar was his current self to the self who had just left the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?
"Now you're mocking me for having nothing, for not even being able to bring Mom back!"
"You just think I'm a piece of trash who doesn't deserve to stand before you, the lofty Emotion God King!"
Huo Yuhao's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched tight as he stared at the God King's Son-in-law opposite him, the Emotion God King Huo Yuhao, his gaze vicious and his body brimming with hostility.
"If you weren't my future self, if you hadn't changed your surname, if you hadn't brought that man to the Divine Realm, if you hadn't spared every last person in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion!"
"I, Huo Yuhao, wouldn't think anything of you at all!"
Having just left the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, the still-eleven-year-old Huo Yuhao carried a blood-deep vendetta, his heart filled with hatred.
And a longing for future revenge.
And an incomparable yearning for the strength he would one day possess.
Huo Yuhao believed his future achievements would certainly be no worse than Huo Yuhao's. He would never become the God King's Son-in-law, and he would never bring that man to the Divine Realm.
Nor would he ever spare the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
"You!"
Huo Yuhao's pupils shook violently. He had only said those things because anger had clouded his mind. He had wanted to argue back, to make Huo Yuhao calm down so they could talk properly.
Yet Huo Yuhao had never imagined just how high his younger self's hatred had reached.
Without hatred sustaining him, without his obsession with revenge, without the hope of winning, he would have left this world with Huo Yun'er back when he was ten.
Huo Yuhao's fingers trembled. He was a god king, currently the strongest god king in the Divine Realm, the god king with the deepest foundations and the most promising future.
After his god king father-in-law reincarnated, he had inherited all his father-in-law's forces and now represented the strongest faction in the Divine Realm.
Yet Huo Yuhao had never imagined his younger self would despise him so much.
Before Huo Yuhao could finish, the young Huo Yuhao interrupted him, his eyes blood-red.
"The God King's Son-in-law, the Emotion God King, is indeed powerful!"
"But I'm still young. I have plenty of time!"
"That's right, I really am trash right now. But what makes you think that in the years ahead, I can't do better than you, can't destroy the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, can't kill that man, can't become a god, can't bring Mom back?"
Huo Yuhao pointed one hand toward the sky, his gaze filled with absolute hatred and seriousness.
Crack-rumble!
Douluo II, the Peerless era, the Star Luo Empire.
Dai Hao's hands and feet went cold as he thought of his deliberate neglect and disregard of that mother and son over the years.
Hearing Huo Yuhao say he wanted to kill him, he began trembling uncontrollably from head to toe.
"Oh no, Bu Hao, my hopes of being brought to the Divine Realm, my clansmen!"
Lightning flashed, and heaven and earth rumbled...
"But you, God King's Son-in-law, spared the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and forgave that man. Your ending was already sealed!"
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Don't you dare scorn a youth for being poor!"
Boom!
As Huo Yuhao's words fell, Huo Yuhao's mind thundered, and he instantly collapsed onto the ground.
Inside the Wenxin Livestream.
Tang San's and Tang Wulin's pupils shook violently.
"How is this possible? This boy's ambition is higher than the heavens. His future achievements... will never be confined by the role of a God King's Son-in-law!"
Tang San's hands and feet went cold. Watching the current Huo Yuhao, he felt his scalp tingle uncontrollably.
He had thought Huo Yuhao's future self was nothing but a joke.
All that talk of ten thousand years of destiny, the Child of Destiny, of the world's fortune totaling twelve measures, with Huo Yuhao alone claiming ten and the world owing him another two.
Hadn't he still ended up living as a joke? Being the God King's Son-in-law was a shackle, fastening the chains of fate and a God King's dog leash around the present Huo Yuhao and his future self.
But Tang San had never imagined that when the young Huo Yuhao met the God King's Son-in-law he became after attaining godhood...
The young Huo Yuhao and his ascended self would become two people at odds.
"So this is Senior Huo Yuhao?"
"Such lofty aspirations. Compared to him, Senior Huo Yuhao really falls far short?"
"But, still, if he angers his future self like this, won't his future self settle the score with him?"
Tang Wulin watched Huo Yuhao's fists gradually tighten within the Wenxin Livestream and instantly felt waves of invisible pressure.
"Good... good... what a fine 'thirty years east of the river'!"
Huo Yuhao clenched both fists as Divine Rings slowly appeared behind him.
His god king's power erupted, and his divine armor appeared in an instant.
"Huo Yuhao, I hope-I hope you can hold on to your confidence!"
"You must remember your hatred. Never forget your hatred!"
"With your innate rank-one Soul Power, with your talent that only brought you to rank ten at eleven, cultivate bitterly for thirty years..."
"Only to discover, cruelly, that your enemies died of illness, leaving you nowhere to vent your hatred!"
"When that time comes, you'll understand me, become me, become the me who had no choice!"
Crack!
The instant Huo Yuhao's words fell, the young Huo Yuhao's pupils abruptly contracted.
"What?"
"What... did you say?"
Huo Yuhao stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, thinking about his strange words and their hidden meaning.
What did he mean that, with his cultivation talent, by the time he had the strength to take revenge, his enemies would already have died of illness, leaving him unable to vent his hatred?
And he would end up becoming the Huo Yuhao who had no choice?
Terror appeared on Huo Yuhao's face, despair filled his eyes, and his body began trembling wildly beyond his control.
He was afraid. He had become afraid.
He wasn't afraid of Huo Yuhao's God King Pressure.
He was afraid that even knowing his future achievements and the strength he would possess, he would still head toward that ending he could not accept.
That he would still become the self standing opposite him.
Even if he possessed the greatest strength in the Divine Realm, even if he had enough power to take revenge, so what?
Your enemy wouldn't wait for you. He would die. He would die of illness.
He would never be able to take revenge!
At the thought of this ending, the light in Huo Yuhao's eyes rapidly dimmed, his gaze gradually turning despairing.
"Impossible!"
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
In that instant, Huo Yuhao's sky collapsed.
If he knew he would possess the strength to take revenge, knew his enemies would die of illness before he could avenge himself, then what did all his efforts and all his hatred amount to?
Then what had all his efforts and all his hatred become?
A joke?
Huo Yuhao's resolve collapsed in an instant.
"Then my efforts, my life... what meaning could they possibly have?"
Whoosh!
Huo Yuhao raised his head, his gaze fixed tightly on Huo Yuhao.
He thought of his revenge becoming a joke, of how he would later return to his ancestral clan and even bring that man to the Divine Realm to enjoy eternal life.
Pain enveloped Huo Yuhao's heart.
Huo Yuhao's eyes were despairing, and a deathly air gradually appeared within them.
Watching Huo Yuhao break down in despair, Huo Yuhao felt a trace of secret satisfaction well up inside him.
That's what you get for mocking me for changing my surname and returning to my ancestral clan, calling me the God King's Son-in-law over and over.
What's so bad about being the God King's Son-in-law? Mom came back to life. Isn't that enough?
Besides, what did enduring for half a lifetime and being a lapdog for a lifetime get me?
Godhood, a god king's position, absolute control over the entire Divine Realm.
But when Huo Yuhao saw the deathly look in the young Huo Yuhao's eyes, intense pain instantly engulfed his entire body.
Compared to that trace of secret satisfaction, what Huo Yuhao received was pain: the agony of scars being torn open, a resigned destination of fate, the helplessness of having no choice.
Obsession and madness engulfed Huo Yuhao's heart.
"Since Mom's death can't be avenged, the White Tiger Duke's Mansion wasn't destroyed, and that man wasn't killed!"
"Then what is the meaning of either of us existing?"
"Rather than let the Dai Family produce a god, rather than let the White Tiger Duke's Mansion flourish again, rather than let that man enjoy life in the Divine Realm... we might as well... die together!"
Huo Yuhao abruptly raised the bloodstained White Tiger Dagger high, then plunged it toward his own neck without the slightest hesitation.
The moment this scene appeared, the pupils of everyone present abruptly contracted. Huo Yuhao was horrified!
As the sharp dagger sliced through Huo Yuhao's neck, a scar instantly appeared on his future self's neck as well. His figure began dimming strangely, and the Emotion God King's divine seat began trembling wildly.
"This is bad. This feeling... could it be that if my younger self dies, my future self will cease to exist?"
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the Seven Soul Spirits instantly paled in shock.
"This is bad! The past Huo Yuhao and the future Huo Yuhao are one. If Huo Yuhao dies, his future self will cease to exist too!"
"We who live as parasites within Huo Yuhao will disappear along with him!"
"Stop him, stop him! We can't let him take Huo Yuhao down with him!"
Huo Yuhao drew upon the Emotion God King's divine seat, unleashing terrifying divine power. The seven god-level Soul Spirits also acted instantly, trying to stop Huo Yuhao from killing himself.
Who the fuck had they offended to deserve this?
No one had expected that after learning he would become the God King's Son-in-law, the Emotion God King Huo Yuhao would return to his ancestral clan and change his surname, and even bring that man to the Divine Realm after finding no way to take revenge...
Huo Yuhao's resolve would collapse, leaving him unable to find any meaning in living, and he would simply choose to take everyone down with him!
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