After a thousand strikes, Niu Tian’s rugged Face was so swollen it squeezed his eyes shut.
His burly body swayed, then he crashed heavily to the ground, whether from fury or genuine unconsciousness…
“…”
Applying a bit more pressure with his foot to knock Tai Tan out as well, Baili Du let out a long, relieved sigh.
In high spirits, he looked up at the snow-filled sky, as if he could see through it to the man who believed he controlled everything from the shadows.
“This is just the beginning.
Wait for me in the God Realm, my dear, wonderful father-in-Law…”
He quickly composed himself and walked towards Clear Sky Castle.
Since he’d come all this way, it would be a shame not to take a look.
Because in a corner on the third floor of Clear Sky Castle, there was someone who had witnessed it all.
She was, in fact, the important guest Baili Du had specifically ‘protected’.
A cold sneer tugged at his lips as he flashed to the third floor of Clear Sky Castle.
Click, click, click…
Baili Du’s figure appeared at the top of the stairs.
Slowly, with immense pressure, he walked towards the little girl curled up in the corner, his shadow gradually engulfing her.
The clicking of his soles against the floor made the little girl tremble in fear.
Instinctively, she held something in front of herself.
Her delicate Face was streaked with tears, but the blue-gold trident symbol on her forehead remained utterly still.
“You…
don’t come any closer…
don’t come closer…
Daddy, save me…
Mommy, save me…”
For a certain benevolent, good father, the truth he needed to conceal was more important than his daughter’s life, wasn’t it?
Baili Du half-crouched.
Even in this position, his tall, slender frame still towered over the child.
He gazed indifferently at this person who, in the script named [The Unrivaled Tang Sect] held by Tang San, would ultimately become his ‘wife’.
Not a single ripple stirred in his heart.
A broken mirror is hard to mend, let alone a heart already riddled with a thousand wounds.
A stitched-together monstrosity?
A schizophrenic?
A daddy’s girl?
All seemed fitting descriptions for this one.
Wang Donger?
Tang Wutong?
Little Seven?
To be frank, even he, her former husband, didn’t know what name to use for her.
But he knew one thing: [Wang Qiuer] was absolutely not a part of [Tang Wutong]!
[Seeing that side story from the Douluo World, it felt like Qiuer actually won against Princess Tang.
I originally wanted to set it up that way too, but then Snow Empress and Li Ya would be tricky to handle.
So, tentatively, Princess Tang remains Princess Tang.
The Qiuer belonging to God King Yuhao will be resurrected.]
He wanted no further entanglement with this woman, nor did he want his self in this era to have any emotional involvement with her.
Though he knew she was merely a tool, if Tang Wutong still had the shamelessness to cling to Huo Yuhao of this timeline, he couldn’t be sure what he might do.
For now, he still had principles.
He wouldn’t stoop so low as to bully a child.
A look of utter contempt crossed his Face, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
He patted the little girl’s cheek without a shred of pity.
“Young Miss Tang Wutong, what makes you think that I, Huo Yuhao, a dignified God King, am unworthy of a mere Second-Class God like you?”
Naturally, she couldn’t understand his words.
With a scream, she lost control and fainted.
“…”
His expression blank, he looked at the unconscious little girl, then swept his gaze around the third floor of Clear Sky Castle.
Tang San had left quite a few good things in Clear Sky Castle.
The Sea God Pillar used to collect Power Of Faith and condense god-bestowed spirit rings, the access point to the Sea God’s Legacy space, the Asura God’s Great Seal of Evil Formation…
If he had put this much thought into the Tang Sect, it wouldn’t have fallen to its current state.
After some thought, he decided it was best to destroy it all completely.
Without the slightest hesitation, Baili Du made a stomping motion towards the floor of Clear Sky Castle’s third level.
BOOM!
Instantly, the entire third floor of Clear Sky Castle was blasted apart by his stomp.
Looking at the ruins of Clear Sky Castle, a satisfied curve lifted the corner of Baili Du’s mouth.
“!!!
Hmm…”
Before his joy could settle, an immense pain from his lower abdomen spread throughout his body.
Even though he had been tormented by Tang San countless times and had built some immunity to pain, he couldn’t help but half-crouch, breathing heavily.
The third spirit core in his lower abdomen, originally of the space attribute, had been a pure silver.
But ever since he escaped from the [Samsara Hurricane] and [Space-Time Turbulence], it seemed tainted by the power of the Space-Time Turbulence, turning the same silver-grey.
But the power contained within it was truly terrifying!
That was the force of Space-Time Turbulence born from the explosion of a nascent God Star.
Even though he only had a portion within him, it wasn’t something a mere God King like him could bear.
Huff…
huff…
His brow furrowed tightly as he mobilized his Divine Sense to continue reinforcing the Seal on the third spirit core.
It seemed he needed to get to the God Realm sooner.
Four years probably wasn’t sustainable…
As this thought crossed his mind, he couldn’t help but recall the root of all this.
Regarding the destruction of the [Great God Circle] and [Dragon God Realm], he wasn’t actually that concerned.
What truly puzzled him was why they were destroyed.
In truth, Tang San and Lan Xuanyu back then had reason to be confident about establishing a God Star.
Even the counterpart to the Creator God, the [God of Heavenly Punishment], had become the [God of Heavenly Guardian] and joined the [Great God Circle].
At the very least, the Universe’s Laws should have given Face to the brother of the Creator God, right?
So why did that [Final Colossus God] smash both the [God of Heavenly Guardian] and the others?
What exactly was the origin of that [Final Colossus God]?
And why…
was he the only one left alive?
It might have been related to him fleeing from the start, unlike the other God Kings who chose to fight.
But Baili Du felt that if something could punch through a supreme God King like the Dragon God with one blow, a minor Emotion God King like him, no matter how far he ran, shouldn’t have been able to escape its attack range…
Yet, he alone survived…
Lan Xuanyu didn’t count; he was someone Baili Du had grabbed on a whim.
To be honest, even now he didn’t understand why such a tragedy occurred.
He just had a vague feeling it might be related to the Tang Clan.
This was merely his speculation.
Perhaps the Tang Clan’s actions had pushed even the Universe’s Laws to the brink of tolerance, so they unleashed an absolutely unstoppable enemy to wipe out both the [Great God Circle] and [Dragon God Realm] in one fell swoop.
As for why he alone survived, perhaps it was the final chance given by the Universe’s Laws, for someone not surnamed ‘Tang’ to salvage everything.
Shaking his head, he stood up.
He could only take things one step at a time.
He had a feeling that even completely defeating Tang San in this era wouldn’t be the end.
Estimating that Tang San in the God Realm would soon discover what happened at Clear Sky Castle, Baili Du clutched his stomach, casually tore open a Gate of the Dead, and entered the plane of the undead.
Once here, even if Tang San used the God Realm Central Hub to dig three feet deep under the Douluo Continent, he would never find him.