Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Tang Hao's expression was ashen. Earlier, Huo Yuhao had already resigned himself to death and was on the verge of exhaustion. Moreover, the Silver Dragon King was present at the time, so he didn't dare to pry too much.

He didn't expect that this guy would take advantage of his relaxation to forcibly break through the suppression of the world's rules and become a god in one fell swoop. It was simply outrageous.

And now, he couldn't find Huo Yuhao's whereabouts. That guy's Ming Realm had already generated laws, and with the power of fate, it had actually obscured the secrets of heaven.

Moreover, it didn't stop there, there was even the power of faith.

Things were developing in an uncontrollable direction, and Tang Hao wasn't sure if Huo Yuhao was really dead.

Without seeing the body, he always felt uneasy.

In a mysterious space within the Star Dou Great Forest, in the Lake of Life, Wang Qiu'er woke up from her coma, rubbing her swollen head, as a large amount of memory flooded into her mind.

Wang Qiu'er was suddenly startled and looked around, but there was no trace of Huo Yuhao. She remembered everything.

At the last moment, that man refused the sacrifice. Instead, knowing that his life was short, he transferred all his life's memories to her through the guidance of fate.

Beside Wang Qiu'er were Di Tian, Xiong Jun, the Three-Headed Red Demon Mastiff, Gu Yuena, and others. There was also an additional guest, Xue Di.

"Little girl, this is what that human left for you."

Gu Yuena handed a walnut-sized crystal to Wang Qiu'er.

The latter blankly took it, and after a moment of silence, injected a trace of soul power into it. The originally unremarkable crystal began to shatter, and then turned into countless light spots, forming a figure in front of everyone.

It was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with neat short hair and bright, deep eyes, as if containing the universe and stars, dressed in a white robe without a speck of dust.

"Huo Yuhao."

Wang Qiu'er choked up, reaching out to grab the figure of light, but this figure of light was just a projection, not even a remnant soul.

Huo Yuhao couldn't respond to her, and Wang Qiu'er grabbed empty air, her palm passing through the figure of light.

"Qiu'er, I'm sorry to see you in this way. I didn't expect that after hiding and dodging, all of this would still happen. Perhaps this is fate!

Don't blame yourself. It's just that someone covets the luck in us and wants me to be his dog.

When you see me, you should have digested the memories I gave you, and you must already know that person's identity.

I have eliminated the hidden hand he placed on you. With the Silver Dragon King here, your safety is temporarily worry-free.

I can't know when the God Realm will return, but you must seize the time to become stronger. He wants to transfer your power of fate to his daughter.

If he succeeds, and fate is transferred, you will never have a chance to turn over, and the Soul Beast clan will fall into the abyss.

The Abyss Plane is both a crisis and an opportunity. I will bind the Ming Realm to you. When you use the Ming Realm to devour the Abyss Plane, your cultivation will also improve rapidly.

This projection contains my insights on breaking through to the God-level, and I hope it will be helpful to you. Farewell, Qiu'er."

The words of the light figure were short, only a few sentences, but Wang Qiu'er, who had inherited 100% of Huo Yuhao's memory, knew that this was enough.

Wang Qiu'er stood quietly in place, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. At the last moment, that man opened his memories to her without reservation.

Wang Qiu'er understood. So, it turned out that he didn't have feelings for her. He pitied her, sympathized with her, and didn't want her to end up like in her memories, so he refused her and distanced himself from her again and again.

It turned out that he had been silently doing so much behind her back. So, you liked me. So, you weren't an emotionless stone.

But, this should have been something we shared together. Why did you have to be so stubborn, you arrogant fool.

You said that life lies in burning, you pursue brilliance and splendor, you left so freely, leaving me alone…

"Farewell, Qiu'er."

As the voice fell, the light figure shattered, merging into a ball of light.

The light ball split into two, one part merging into Wang Qiu'er's body, and the other part, as if sensing something, found Xue Di.

Xue Di was already a 900,000-year-old Soul Beast, and the God-level insights would naturally be of great benefit to her.

Letting that energy enter her sea of consciousness, Xue Di felt it, that kind of insight, Huo Yuhao's insight into the God-level, was extremely precious.

Gu Yuena's eyes were calm. From the moment Huo Yuhao took the initiative to interrupt the sacrifice, the killing intent in her heart had disappeared a lot.

And now, it seemed that that human was actually not bad, not so annoying and despicable. At least, he wouldn't sacrifice the person he liked in order to survive.

In fact, thinking about it, he wasn't wrong. Born in the human race, he had his own racial righteousness, just like herself, wasn't she also struggling for the Soul Beast clan?

His killing was just for self-preservation, in order to survive better.

At this moment, Gu Yuena even sighed, how good it would be if such a person was born in the Soul Beast clan, but unfortunately, there were no ifs.

…

Snowflakes fluttered and fell on the earth, on the branches and leaves of plants, a silver-clad scene. It was late autumn, the summer heat had just receded, but the Star Dou Great Forest was already snowing heavily.

In the forest, a lonely figure walked slowly. Xue Di was just simply walking, walking, she didn't know where to go, nor did she have a goal.

Behind her, there were constantly flashing light curtains. That was the manifestation of tangible and qualitative materialized spiritual power.

In the picture, the young man was green, looking at the woman in front of him, with a flash of amazement in his eyes, followed by trepidation.

In another light curtain, Bing Di was rebuilding, and the young man was putting a ring on the woman, using his tricks.

In the icy and snowy land, under the 800,000-year heavenly tribulation, the young man soared into the sky, trying his best to block the last tribulation thunder for the woman…

The past constantly emerged, and the young man's voice seemed to ring in her ears.

"Xue Di, tell me, do I have a chance to make you fall into the mortal world."

"Xue Di, Bing'er is at a critical moment now, you don't want to disturb her, do you?"

"Xue Di, we humans have a saying: 'A scholar who has been away three days must be looked at with new eyes.' Today, let me show you how to use a mortal body to overturn this heavenly tribulation, hahahahaha…"

"Xue Di, seeing how hard I worked just now, can you give me a little reward?"

Snowflakes fell in her fair palm. Watching the snowflakes melt in her palm, Xue Di didn't know what the point of doing this was. The figure of the young man lingered in her mind.

As the past flashed before her eyes, Xue Di realized that she had long been accustomed to his existence.