Feeling the warmth of the person in his arms, Huo Yuhao whispered, "I'm sorry, Bibi Dong, I made you worry. I won't die. I've just gone to a faraway place, so far away that it doesn't belong to this continent, not to any corner of this continent."
Bibi Dong slowly loosened her grip and said, "No matter what, I won't let you leave me again this time, Hao Yi."
Before she could finish speaking, Bibi Dong, overcome with emotion, pressed her lips to his. This kiss carried three years of longing and unease; it seemed to melt him. Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback, then gently responded, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.
He did not reject Bibi Dong. Instead, he recalled the days he spent with her in the cave and the words she said to him when they parted.
" Hao Yi, you saved me."
The happiest thing in my life is meeting you.
"You are so dazzling, pulling me out of the darkness, like a hero from a fairy tale."
No matter what, as long as it's you, that's all that matters.
Bibi Dong's slender fingers gripped Huo Yuhao's collar tightly, a stubborn glint in her violet eyes. "When are you leaving now that you're back?"
Huo Yuhao sighed softly and slowly pulled away from her embrace, "I don't know either. Leaving is inevitable, as for the time it will take, whether it's long or short."
Bibi Dong's voice trembled, her Pope authority completely gone. "Couldn't you have stayed? After you left, I never heard from you again, Hao Yi, where did you go?"
Huo Yuhao raised his hand to gently stroke her cheek, but stopped before touching it. "I can't tell you. Even if I did, we could only meet here in the end."
Perhaps history cannot be changed, or perhaps it can. But who can predict the future? Bibi Dong is now heading towards an alternative future created by Huo Yuhao. This future could be good or bad; no one can say for sure.
There's always an end to everything, and we're bound to meet again; it's just a matter of time.
Huo Yuhao's words were profound. Now, he understood the transformative and fluid nature of time. The more time travel he participated in, the more he could truly grasp what time was.
Bibi Dong suddenly grabbed his wrist, her eyes filled with a chilling, obsessive determination, yet also revealing a morbidly possessive glint. " Hao Yi, you won't leave. I won't let you leave me."
Huo Yuhao chuckled helplessly and pulled her back into his arms, "At least, I won't leave your side now."
Since learning of the Holy Son's return, many of the elders of the Spirit Hall have come to visit him.
I'm referring to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, of course. These two have met the Holy Son very few times, but they understand that this Holy Son defeated the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.
Such power! The two of them also wished to spar with this renowned holy son.
Huo Yuhao accepted the offer, but said, "Seniors, let's forget it. My strength is already very close to that of Titled Douluo. I have no reason to fight you two."
Chrysanthemum Douluo covered his mouth and chuckled, "Holy Son, we just want to see your strength again, we have no other intentions."
Ghost Douluo echoed in a hoarse voice, "Yes, Holy Son, it's like guiding the younger generation."
Before he could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao suddenly raised his eyes. His Golden Pupils flashed with a sharp light, and he unleashed a punch, shouting, " Reign Over the World, Change!"
The power of this move was not actually manifested, because it was a mental pressure. However, in the eyes of Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, the world suddenly changed color, and the black-haired youth in front of them swelled up, transforming into a giant that stood tall and firm. The fist containing the vast mental pressure seemed to crush their souls.
A punch was thrown towards the two of them, which was quite terrifying.
"This, this is..." Chrysanthemum Douluo exclaimed in surprise.
Ghost Douluo was surprised.
"Now, are you two seniors satisfied?" Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the inner hall. He left Ju Gui and the other two looking at each other, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.