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Chapter 332 Bibi Dong blushed, Huo Yuhao became a god?
Chapter 332 Bibi Dong blushed, Huo Yuhao became a god?
Huo Yuhao's mental and physical strength have reached the god-level, but his soul power is not keeping up with them.
It's like putting inferior fuel into a top-of-the-line sports car; it may have amazing performance, but it can't be fully utilized.
If he cannot quickly condense a powerful enough soul core to drive his divine body and spiritual power, over time, the imbalance of power will cause his physical body and divine soul to face the danger of disintegration.
Only by cultivating these Yin-Yang complementary dual soul cores can one's soul power flow endlessly like a vast ocean, never ceasing. The soul core is the source, and soul power is the flow, nourishing the divine body and supporting spiritual power. The three complement each other, and only then can one truly control this earth-shattering power.
Bibi Dong gazed at the golden light flowing around Huo Yuhao, a hint of emotion and a barely perceptible sense of satisfaction flashing across her eyes.
In just sixteen years, Huo Yuhao will become the true number one in the world.
But as she looked, Bibi Dong's gaze involuntarily fell on Huo Yuhao's radiant divine body. Her Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and she subconsciously swallowed. A surge of heat rose from the bottom of her heart without warning, flowing through her blood to every part of her body, and even her cheeks felt slightly hot.
She suddenly remembered those days from the past.
At that time, her physical fitness was far superior to Huo Yuhao's, so she often took advantage of her strength to "exploit" Huo Yuhao at will.
But things are different now. Huo Yuhao has already achieved mastery of his divine body, and his strength is increasing by leaps and bounds.
Bibi Dong's heart started beating faster for no reason. An absurd thought, like a vine breaking through the soil, spread wildly in her heart. Now that Yu Hao is so powerful, if he remembers those "exploitations" from back then, will he—will he—take back what he owed her with interest?
She couldn't help but imagine the scene. The cold floor, the dark room, the boy's burning gaze, and her own helpless state—strangely, she felt no fear, but rather an indescribable flutter of excitement, as if countless fawns were pounding wildly in her heart, making her feel weak all over.
She imagined Huo Yuhao forcibly pinning her to the floor, where she had nowhere to escape, and then...
A blush crept onto Bibi Dong's cheeks, like rouge spreading across her skin, a stark contrast to her usual cold and dignified demeanor. She snapped back to reality, shaking her head vigorously as if trying to banish those chaotic thoughts from her mind.
I can't think about it anymore, I can't think about it anymore.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, closed her eyes again, and her soul power flowed even faster at her fingertips. Her primary task was to improve her strength and keep up with Huo Yuhao's pace, not to be entangled in these absurd thoughts.
Besides, if I let these thoughts continue to fester, I'll probably have to wash my skirt again...
In the blink of an eye, another three months have passed. Meanwhile, in the imperial palace of the Sun Moon Empire, Tang San still sits upright on that gilded throne.
Wearing a brocade robe with dragon patterns, he should have exuded an air of majesty, but his brows were always tightly furrowed, and his eyes were churning with barely suppressed anxiety and murderous intent.
Although he was in the palace, his mind had already traveled across mountains and rivers, firmly fixed on Huo Yuhao deep in the Demon Forest.
Every time Tang San sensed Huo Yuhao's strength climbing to a new level, and every time he felt that divine pressure growing stronger, Tang San's heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, causing him unbearable pain.
He hated Huo Yuhao. He hated his extraordinary talent, his overwhelming luck, and even more so, he hated that Huo Yuhao was about to surpass him and become the strongest person in the world. He was clearly the protagonist of this era, so what right did Huo Yuhao have to compete with him?
A murderous intent surged within Tang San's heart like a tidal wave. He wished he could immediately transform into a streak of light, rush into the Demon Forest, and personally snap Huo Yuhao's neck, nipping this major threat in the bud.
But as soon as the thought popped into his head, he forcibly suppressed it.
He could never forget that there was still an Electrolux guarding Huo Yuhao's side.
He was a true anomaly. A ruthless man who, despite being a mortal, had killed gods.
Now, this old monster is guarding Huo Yuhao closely, acting as his protector. With his current strength, it's impossible for him to harm Huo Yuhao in the slightest under Electrolux's nose.
"Damn it! Damn it all!" Tang San's fingers gripped the armrest of the throne so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The curses in his heart almost burst from his throat. "This Huo Yuhao is simply cheating! With Ilex protecting him and countless gods backing him up, his cultivation path has been smooth sailing, without encountering even the slightest decent setback! Calling him a cheat king is giving ordinary cheats too much credit!"
He couldn't help but recall his past life. That path of cultivation was as arduous as a thicket of thorns strewn with sharp knives. From an unknown youth to breaking through to the Title Douluo level, and then ascending to the God Realm to become a God King, he lost far too much. Xiao Wu's sacrifice, the pain of stripping away his soul rings, and countless trials on the brink of death—he had trodden his way to where he was today on blood and tears.
But look at Huo Yuhao? In just sixteen years, he has had a smooth and successful journey, as if he took a shortcut, and in the blink of an eye, he is about to touch the threshold of godhood.
How can the differences between people be so great?
Tang San felt a burning jealousy in his heart, a burning pain that made his internal organs ache.
Finally, he could no longer hold back, and spoke in a deep voice from the depths of his heart, his tone carrying a barely perceptible wavering: "Demon God, you've seen it too. Huo Yuhao now has the support of countless gods, and he also has that old monster, Electrolux, protecting him. His strength is increasing by leaps and bounds. Before long, he will become a complete god. Are you sure—we really can defeat him?"
The pressure from Huo Yuhao was immense, so much so that he couldn't help but doubt whether his deal with the Demon God could truly succeed.
A moment later, a sinister and deep voice echoed in the depths of his mind, tinged with mockery yet brimming with confidence: "God King Tang, are you panicking? Don't worry. The divine spirit ring I bestowed upon you is forged from the primordial power of the Demon Realm. Its quality far surpasses any spirit ring in the world, and it's definitely no worse than that brat Huo Yuhao. In a few days, you can prepare to absorb your eighth spirit ring. As long as you can absorb it smoothly, steadily increase your strength, and ultimately inherit my position as Demon God, your power will surpass all the gods of the God Realm. What is Huo Yuhao, who hasn't even fully become a god yet, worth?"
Hearing this, Tang San snorted coldly, his tone filled with deep vigilance: "That had to be for the best. You'd better remember, I, Tang San, am not a pawn to be manipulated. I have a backup plan. If you dare to deceive me, dare to use me, even if you and the entire God Realm were to attack me, I am confident I can escape unscathed. At that time, it would be a fight to the death, and no one would get away unscathed!"
"Hahaha—" The wicked laughter in his mind grew louder and louder. "God King Tang, you're overthinking it. Our goals have always been the same. You want to regain control of the God Realm, and I want to rebuild the Demon Realm. Huo Yuhao is blocking our path; eliminating him will benefit both of us. What reason would I have to deceive an ally?"
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing within them. He remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, his voice as cold as ice: "That had to be the case. The day I regain control of the God Realm and seize power over the Three Realms, I will, as promised, help you rebuild the Demon Realm."
"Alright, then I'll wait and see, King Tang."
The demon god's voice gradually faded from Tang San's mind, leaving only a faint trace of demonic energy.
Tang San sat on the cold throne and slowly closed his eyes. He knew that a life-or-death battle was inevitable between him and Huo Yuhao. Either he would inherit the position of Demon God, stepping over Huo Yuhao's corpse to once again reign supreme in the God Realm; or Huo Yuhao would become a god and utterly crush him, turning him into a prisoner.
There is no turning back in this duel; victory is the only option, defeat is not an option.
Meanwhile, deep within the Demon Forest, the golden light surrounding Huo Yuhao shone even brighter, and his divine aura grew ever stronger.
His dual soul cores were already beginning to take shape, with the Yin and Yang energies slowly circulating within his dantian, emitting a faint hum.
Bibi Dong remained seated cross-legged on the branch of the ancient tree, her eyes tightly closed, but her ears still flushed slightly.
Electrolux's figure was hidden in the void, his eyes scanning all directions warily. His aura was cold and majestic, keeping all potential threats at bay.
Finally, the Yin-Yang complementary dual soul cores within Huo Yuhao's body were fully formed. Deep within Huo Yuhao's brow, the Eye of Eternity suddenly opened, and a divine light pierced through the heavens and earth.
Sensing this terrifying power, almost all the Limit Douluos across the entire continent instantly turned their gazes toward Huo Yuhao's location.
Everyone had only one thought in their minds: Huo Yuhao had become a god.