Chapter 544 — Tang San’s Fate, and the Parallel World Joins the Divine Star (Side Story)

Chapter 544: Chapter 544 — Tang San’s Fate, and the Parallel World Joins the Divine Star (Side Story)

How terrifying was the momentum of Huo Yuhao falling from the high sky? It was like a celestial star from beyond the heavens carrying the wrathful flames of world-burning, crashing resolutely toward the mortal realm!

Before he even reached Tang Wutong, the hurricane force generated by his fall struck her like a thunderbolt.

Blood burst from her throat, staining the front of her robes crimson.

In her vision—

Huo Yuhao’s figure rapidly grew larger and larger until it completely filled her sight.

The young man’s cold, unyielding face became the final image frozen in her eyes.

A faint, sorrowful smile appeared on Tang Wutong’s lips as she slowly closed them.

"To die by your hand..."

"...isn’t so bad."

Whoosh.

The raging wind suddenly stopped.

Huo Yuhao halted three feet in front of her.

Tang Wutong trembled as she opened her eyes again.

She saw Huo Yuhao’s gaze pass over her shoulder, piercing toward someone behind her.

"God King Tang."

"Where has that arrogance gone—the one that stood above all living beings just moments ago?"

"Why are you hiding behind your daughter now?"

"You—! Cough—!"

Humiliation surged through Tang San.

He clutched his chest as another mouthful of hot blood burst from his lips.

"Father!"

Tang Wutong hurriedly descended to the ground, supporting Tang San’s body.

"Wutong..."

Each word Tang San spoke came with violent coughing and more blood spilling from his mouth.

"Today’s matter... has nothing to do with you... Go... leave immediately... change your name... do not think of seeking revenge for me..."

Huo Yuhao watched coldly.

At least those words...finally sounded like something a human might say.

Perhaps a dying man truly does speak kindly.

Or perhaps—

this was the only sincere feeling Tang San still possessed: the love he had for his daughter.

Tears streamed down Tang Wutong’s face as she shook her head desperately, unable to speak through her sobs.

She looked at Huo Yuhao’s expressionless face.

At this point—

she no longer dared to foolishly believe that Huo Yuhao had ever liked her.

The reason he had not killed her...

was probably simply because he was not someone who slaughtered the innocent.

"Yuhao... I beg you..." Tang Wutong’s voice was broken and trembling.

"You’ve already become a God King. My father’s divine authority will be stripped away. He will never be a threat to you again..."

"I’m begging you... can you spare his life..."

She closed her tear-filled eyes.

The neck that had always been proud and noble slowly lowered.

Before the eyes of billions across Douluo Continent—

her knees bent.

She was about to kneel before Huo Yuhao in public.

But—

just before her knees could touch the ground—

a gentle yet irresistible invisible force lifted her up.

Tang Wutong looked toward Huo Yuhao through tear-blurred eyes.

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly.

For some reason, an inexplicable irritation rose in his chest.

Subconsciously, he turned his head toward Li Zhexian.

There he saw the white-robed youth raising a wine gourd to his lips, an amused smile playing across his handsome face.

It was entertaining.

I love watching this.

Frankly, it was even more interesting than the godly battle earlier.

Huo Yuhao sighed, a mix of envy and helplessness. The temperament of this Brother Zhexianwas truly transparent and free.

Sweeping away his cluttered emotions, Huo Yuhao slowly ascended. His voice fell like a heavenly decree, echoing across the Douluo Continent.

"My name is Huo Yuhao."

"Bearer of the clarity of the Heavenly Eye God King, and wielder of the might of the Ultimate Martial God King."

"I hold the source of life within this world, and from this day onward I stand as the Lord of the Douluo World."

His gaze swept across mountains and rivers that stretched for thousands of miles.

"This world was once but a speck of dust among the Three Thousand Worlds, existing silently within countless parallel timelines."

"By the grace of the Creation God, who cast his gaze upon it, it has now washed away its illusions and returned to its true origin."

"From this day forward..."

"This world shall be merged into the territory of the Divine Star, where all paths converge."

"May the path of Martial Souls in this realm prosper forever. May all seek longevity, and may every person be like a dragon."

With that—

Huo Yuhao cupped his hands and bowed deeply toward Li Zhexian.

Li Zhexian smiled faintly.

With a casual sweep of his sleeve—a warm radiance washed across the entire Douluo World.

All living beings raised their heads.

And they saw—

The sky, the seas, the continents, and the countless tiny planes attached to them were gently wrapped in a layer of divine light.

That glow was like the first ray of light at the dawn of creation itself.

It carried endless vitality, order, and possibility.

The world was rising.

Like a stream flowing into the sea.

Like dust returning to the stars.

This Douluo World was merging into a far greater universe—vast, eternal, and magnificent.

In that instant, the very level of life of billions of beings was elevated.

Elderly men at the brink of death suddenly felt vibrant vitality surge through their decaying bodies.

Children’s eyes reflected a brilliance of spirit they had never possessed before.

Spirit Beasts threw back their heads and howled as ancient shackles within their bloodlines shattered piece by piece.

Plants stretched their branches and leaves, breathing in a purity of spiritual essence they had never known.

Even more wondrous—

every living being felt a sudden clarity of mind.

They understood.

They understood where their world was going.

They understood what kind of existence that "Transcendent Immortal" truly was.

Everything became clear, like dawn illuminating a long night.

And so—in the fields, farmers set down their hoes and bowed their heads toward the sky.

Within academies, Spirit Masters and students stood solemnly, placing their right hands over their hearts.

Deep in the forests, countless Spirit Beasts knelt upon their forelimbs.

Beneath the waves, sea beasts leapt from the water and released long, echoing cries toward the heavens.

Billions of thoughts gathered—

like streams converging into an endless ocean of will.

"Gratitude to the Creation God, for granting us new life!"

"Gratitude to World Lord Huo Yuhao, for guiding our path forward!"

Huo Yuhao clearly felt that overwhelming tide of gratitude filling heaven and earth.

It was as though a mountain weighed upon his shoulders—

yet his heart remained calm and clear.

He looked toward the white-robed youth and bowed deeply once more.

A blessing for this world.

A blessing for all living beings.

From this day onward—

this Douluo World had become a newborn divine land within the territory of the Divine Star.

A land with a ruler.

With its own path.

And with an infinite future.

Huo Yuhao’s voice suddenly turned solemn.

"God King Tang San."

"You abused your authority to suppress those below you, manipulating others under the guise of ’trials.’"

"You twisted the law for personal gain, using the power of your divine position to obstruct the path of countless lives."

"Today, I decree: your godhood shall be completely stripped."

"You will be imprisoned forever in the Lake of Life."

"The lake shall be your prison. Time itself your chains."

"You shall remain there until the world decays and the stars fall."

As his words fell—

the laws of heaven and earth responded.

The Sea God and the Asura God stepped forward from among the gods and reclaimed Tang San’s God King authority.

The moment that authority left him—

the divine light surrounding Tang San scattered.

Without the restraint of a godhead, the vast divine power within him began to dissipate like a breached galaxy.

His divine power transformed into a gentle rain of golden light that fell across the entire Star Dou Forest.

Wherever the light touched—

plants grew wildly, spiritual springs burst forth, and Spirit Beasts lifted their heads to absorb it.

Huo Yuhao spoke again, sealing the final judgment.

"Let the dissipating divine power of a fallen God King nourish the countless lives of this world."

Tang San collapsed to the ground.

Desperately, he tried to grasp the drifting motes of light escaping from his body.

That was the divine power he had painstakingly cultivated for ages—yet now it slipped away like sand through his fingers.

No matter how tightly he clenched his fists, it could not be recovered.

Tang Wutong’s face was pale as she bowed deeply, her voice hoarse.

"My thanks... to the Creation God..."

"My thanks... to the World Lord..."

She slowly raised her head.

"I willingly confine myself within the Star Dou Forest."

"With the remaining years of my life, I will reclaim wastelands, plant forests, and spread life wherever I can."

"May this... slightly atone for my father’s crimes."

Li Zhexian stepped forward.

In a single stride, he reached the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The three thousand gods followed like shadows, transforming into countless divine rainbows that pierced the sky, vanishing with him beyond the heavens of this world.

Only his calm, carefree voice lingered behind.

"Yuhao. The merging of this world into the Divine Star will take time."

"Go now—fulfill the wishes you could not complete, and the regrets you could not mend in your previous life."

"I’ll be waiting for you on the Divine Star."