Tang San ultimately retreated. With his current true god-level strength, even if Gu Yuena acted, it would be impossible to stop him.
"Where is Qiūqiū?" Seeing the battle was over, Nan Shuishui was the first to run back, asking anxiously.
The Snow Empress gave her a cold glance, then lifted her chin, signaling for her to look at the Third Elder on the ground.
This Nether Thunder Douluo had been hit by the Snow Empress's Absolute Zero Snowfall. Only his head could move normally. If the Ultimate Ice on his body could not be dispelled soon, the only ending awaiting him was to have his life frozen.
Nan Shuishui walked towards the Third Elder, her expression suddenly becoming complicated. Once upon a time, they were friends who walked hand in hand, until she met Nan Qiūqiū's father. Only then did this Nether Thunder Douluo finally understand his love for Nan Shuishui.
He could not have the one he loved. In the end, he went mad from love, set up a plot to assassinate Nan Qiūqiū's father, and he himself joined the Holy Spirit Cult because of it, degenerating into an evil soul master.
"Where is Qiūqiū?" Nan Shuishui bit her silver teeth and asked.
"Cough, cough..." The Third Elder coughed up a few shards of ice. He looked at Nan Shuishui with eyes full of deep affection. "I didn't harm her. How could I possibly harm your daughter... I arranged for someone to send her to Shrek Academy in the Sun Moon Empire. She will arrive in a few days."
Nan Shuishui hadn't expected this guy to let Nan Qiūqiū go just for her sake. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"This old man is not resigned. If I had seen my heart clearly earlier back then, you would not have..." The Third Elder's breathing gradually weakened. At the moment of his death, to be able to look at his beloved woman and then slowly close his eyes was not a bad thing.
"Actually... Qiūqiū is not my biological daughter. I am her little aunt." Nan Shuishui gritted her teeth and finally couldn't help but speak the truth from back then.
"What did you say?" The Third Elder nearly sat up. The fact that Nan Shuishui had become another man's woman had always been a thorn in his heart. Now, hearing Nan Shuishui say this, he immediately disregarded his injuries and sat up.
"The man you killed was indeed Qiūqiū's biological father, but her mother passed away from illness not long after giving birth to her. To give Qiūqiū a home, I sacrificed my own reputation and love." Nan Shuishui recounted the events of that year in detail. "This was actually my intention as well. At that time, you were arrogant, disrespectful to the old and young, and conceited. The sect elders did not like you, so I rejected you."
The Third Elder's eyes grew wider and wider. Only then did he remember why Nan Qiūqiū had her mother's surname, and even her name was a similar repeating character.
It turned out that she was Qiūqiū's little aunt, just Qiūqiū's little aunt...
"Hahahaha..." This Nether Thunder Douluo couldn't help but laugh out loud, seeming to mock his own foolishness and arrogance from back then.
Finally, he violently coughed up a pool of a mixture of ice and blood containing his internal organs, and looked at Nan Shuishui with hazy eyes.
"Fate plays with people, fate plays with people..."
As his words fell, this once invincible Nether Thunder Douluo completely stopped breathing. His head slammed heavily on the ground, a self-deprecating smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
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Pfft!
In the spiritual sea, the transmigrator Huo Yǔhào could not avoid it. The original Huo Yuhao had finally seized the opportunity and pierced his chest with a blade.
However, Huo Yǔhào did not feel the slightest pain. Instead, from the blade, he understood the original Huo Yuhao's heart.
"You..."
"I've won." The corner of the original Huo Yuhao's mouth lifted, but a trace of dejection couldn't help but show on his face. His body took a few steps back.
Huo Yǔhào held the blade that pierced him, his face calm as he stared at this Child of Fortune.
"Even if I reoccupy the body, what's the point?" The original Huo Yuhao's eyes were desolate. "You've done far better than me. In the original timeline, in fact, from the very beginning, I was played in the palm of the Sea God Tang San's hand, wasn't I?"
Huo Yǔhào did not speak, but just gently pulled the blade out from his chest and watched him quietly.
"I should even thank you. Thank you for the things you did for Mother." The original Huo Yuhao gave a tragic smile. "I remember Mother's eyes before she died. That was by no means relief, but just the resentment of a mortal woman towards a husband who disregarded his family."
"Bai Chenxiang was not resurrected. On what grounds could my mother be brought back to life in the end? I will never accept that false ending. That was just a puppet that the Sea God Tang San created by piecing together Mother's memories."
"Your mother was indeed just an ordinary person. After her death, she couldn't even leave a trace of her spiritual sense in this world." The transmigrator Huo Yǔhào nodded in deep agreement.
The basis for Huo Yǔhào's deduction was naturally the characteristic of his martial soul. The second awakening of his Evil Eye would proactively devour the vengeful spirits of soul masters.
"From the moment I left the Duke's mansion and met Teacher Xiao Ya and my eldest senior brother, I began to be influenced by the Sea God's divine sense. Under his operation, I was assigned to his daughter's dormitory, which further influenced the trajectory of my life. In terms of planning ahead, I am no match for you." The original Huo Yuhao analyzed seriously.
Hearing his words, the transmigrator Huo Yǔhào couldn't help but be slightly stunned. This guy did have some self-awareness, to be able to see so much from just his memories.
"Later, thinking about it carefully, the original me, under the influence of Shrek's glory, became the academy's sharpest spearhead. No one ever asked me if I was tired of flying; they only cared about how high I flew."
"How ironic. As a youth, I was tired of the oppression of the nobility, but in the end, I became the most solid bulwark of the noble imperial power, the new spokesman for divine authority. Even the Spirit Pagoda I founded became the biggest accomplice in the near-extinction of soul beasts."
"That's right. At first glance, you eventually became a God King, sitting on the supreme seat of the Great God Circle, but in fact, you lost all freedom, guarding the supreme authority for the Tang family." The transmigrator Huo Yǔhào clapped his hands and said with a smile.
"I approve of everything you have done so far. However, if you still fail in the end, I will still take back control of my body!" The original Huo Yuhao said, not to be outdone.
"Are you making a concession?" This time it was Huo Yǔhào's turn to be surprised. Although he looked down on the original Huo Yuhao, he also sympathized with his plight.
"Don't misunderstand. This is just payment for you avenging my mother." The original Huo Yuhao's figure once again sank into the spiritual sea below, leaving only faint words behind.
This battle had no winner.
The transmigrator Huo Yǔhào looked thoughtfully in the direction where the original Huo Yuhao had disappeared. It could be said that he and the original Huo Yuhao almost shared a single body. Two souls and two spiritual senses accompanied and merged with each other. Neither could completely erase the other.
This feeling was quite strange. It had its advantages and disadvantages.
As the original consciousness of the body, the original Huo Yuaho was a cut above him in the use of the body's various abilities. As he had said, the instinct for battle was what he currently lacked the most.
That being said, in this world full of crises, with Tang family believers everywhere, the Divine Realm high above, and that existence constantly thinking of winning over him, the Child of Fortune, he had to be far-sighted and plan for the future decisive battle.