Douluo: This time we will rewrite our destiny

Wang Dong and Xiao Hongchen flashed to both sides in an instant, and the shared mental detection accurately marked the landing point of each soul guide ray.

"Since you want to fight," Wang Dong rolled on the ground, took out a pill from the storage soul guide and threw it to Xiao Hongchen, "I made it casually during class! It doesn't have any improvement effect, it's just for paralyzing the meridians and blocking pain."

Wang Dong's words were self-explanatory. Xiao Hongchen caught the pill and swallowed it raw. After a moment, the unbearable pain faded from his body like a tide, and his body seemed to become lighter than a feather. He turned around and rushed towards Zui Hongchen with the momentum of dodging. The ray scratched his cheek, and the blood that was splashed turned into metal the next moment and pierced Zui Hongchen like a needle.

The older silver-haired man waved his hand, like a general commanding thousands of troops. The black metal under his hand changed instantly, blocking countless attacks like an iron curtain.

Wang Dong's figure disappeared on the spot, and a golden butterfly mark appeared on Zui Hongchen's chest. The next second, Wang Dong was in front of him, and his wings turned into sharp guillotines, stabbing at his chest.

With a "clang" sound, metal flowed towards Zui Hongchen like water and collided with Wang Dong's golden winged guillotine, creating dazzling sparks.

In just this short moment of confrontation, Zui Hongchen's control over those soul guides slowed down for a moment. When the gunfire became sparse, Xiao Hongchen had already rushed to the soul guides, and he pressed his palm on a pitch-black soul guide. The horrible cries and screams instantly stirred his spiritual sea, but the alert pain could not be transmitted to his limbs. The purple fourth soul ring on his side flashed with an unquestionable firm color, and the pitch-black soul guide began to burn, turning into soul power and flowing into Xiao Hongchen's body bit by bit.

Sacrifice of Gold!

"You don't mind being dirty!" Zui Hongchen laughed loudly, and the metal sword forced Wang Dong back. "Do you have the nerve to use the soul power of the evil soul master?"

"If it's used to kill you, that's fine!"

"Stop bragging," a huge hammer made of pitch-black metal appeared in Zui Hongchen's hand, "The game is over. My metal control is different from yours."

After saying that, he swung down with a hammer, which actually caused a gust of wind to rise on the spot. Wang Dong, who was about to organize another attack, had not yet adjusted his body shape, and was thrown backwards. He slid a long way before he could stabilize his posture again. With the second hammer, he swung it fiercely towards the position where Xiao Hongchen was standing.

Xiao Hongchen did not hide, but stretched out his arm with visible injuries and went straight forward. The fourth soul ring flashed again.

The giant hammer burned and began to melt. As the metal's soul power flowed toward Xiao Hongchen, the blood vessels on his skin began to turn black.

Wang Dong no longer had time to question Xiao Hongchen's actions. Her wings began to glow with golden light, and even the delicate lines of the butterfly were filled with gold. Behind her, the shadow of the woman with long blue hair reappeared, and her short blue-pink hair also flashed with the illusion of getting longer.

Her second soul ring changed from purple to blood red in an instant. The light of the Butterfly God!

The golden beam of light suddenly blasted out. Zui Hongchen initially only waved a black metal shield to block it, but the moment the butterfly god's light approached, his pupils shrank, and three more shields appeared in front of him.

The golden dust instantly obscured everyone's vision. When the light mist dissipated, the four shields were all pierced, and Zui Hongchen's sleeve was torn, revealing his arm that was as dry as a stick but only had the skin scraped off.

"Can we really win?" Wang Dong couldn't help but grit his teeth.

However, Zui Hongchen seemed to be afraid that Xiao Hongchen would continue to use the sacrifice of gold to absorb his soul power. This time, his soul guides were rebuilt at high altitude. There were not many of them, but Wang Dong, who was far away, still felt an astonishing sense of oppression in an instant.

Suspended in the air were four level eight soul guides, each of which had the ability to flatten the wasteland. Zui Hongchen had built a level eight soul guide in such a short time. This time, Zui Hongchen really seemed to be serious and vowed to kill them right here.

However, Xiao Hongchen showed a pale smile. The four level eight soul guides were only half charged when they suddenly stopped. Xiao Hongchen opened his palm, and in it was the mental hypnosis soul guide that Huo Yuhao had given them before. Zui Hongchen's face completely changed after just one look at the seemingly harmless little cube.

"Where did you get that?" He looked incredulous. "How could you use something like that?"

As he spoke, his eyes became distracted. Mental hypnosis was taking effect. Using this moment, Xiao Hongchen reached out to the eighth-level soul guide in the sky. After a moment, these four death-like weapons turned their muzzles around.

"It takes too much energy to rewrite the core array of the eighth-level soul guide," he whispered, "If it weren't for Yuhao's mental strength supporting it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be completed."

At the same time, Wang Dong did not miss the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. The butterfly mark lit up again, and her blood-red sixth soul ring flashed. In the blink of an eye, she closed the distance, and countless pink and blue butterflies fluttered over, turning into countless sharp butterfly blades.

A Death Butterfly Dance caused Zui Hongchen's chest to spurt black blood, who was not prepared. His distracted eyes immediately became clear with the attack, and the blood instantly turned into countless needles, stabbing at Wang Dong, who was unable to escape immediately.

At the critical moment, Xiao Hongchen rushed forward and pulled Wang Dong over. He turned around, and the black needle pierced his skin, passed through the wound, and gradually merged into the black blood vessels. Then, the sixth soul ring behind him began to shine with a purple-red light. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his father's wrist tightly.

His sixth soul skill, which he rarely uses, turns stone into gold.

All the soul power he had recovered was put into operation, along with the previously absorbed soul power, which turned into countless black and gold threads that rushed out of his wounds and began to spread from the skin where he touched Zui Hongchen. Wang Dong opened her eyes wide. This was the first time she had witnessed the effect of this soul skill. The already dry skin began to condense, turning into dark metal bit by bit, devouring the opponent's vitality.

After completing the metallization from arms to chest, abdomen, and other limbs, Xiao Hongchen suddenly let go of his hands, feeling relieved. Sweat rolled down his forehead, and he fell to the ground with Zui Hongchen who had lost his support, and looked at his shoulders again. The effect of the pill was about to end, and the pain was overcoming the numbness and returning.

"Are you okay?" Wang Dong also landed. She was still shocked by the effect of this soul skill, which was really amazing and almost one of the most cruel soul skills she had ever seen.

Xiao Hongchen looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground unable to get up. To put it bluntly, he was no different from someone who had lost his limbs. He even suspected that the absorbed soul power had affected his mind, causing him to do this to his biological father... But there was no other way.

"You..." He was silent for a while, as if he had prepared himself mentally for a long time before he spoke again, "Why do you hate us?"

"Because Jing Hongchen is cowardly and incompetent."

Zui Hongchen spoke, his tone as cold as ice, and he didn't seem to have the slightest sense of defeat. "He found that this country was full of problems, but he didn't want to use the power of Mingde Hall to correct them. Instead, he chose to comply with the unreasonable demands of the royal family for the sake of his own and his family's status. Especially... after you were born!"

"After you were born, that old bastard always said, 'You have to think about your children' no matter what you do. Just because the royal family wants to prepare for war! So none of my ideals in soul guides can be realized! I am fighting for your future status, why?"

"That doesn't make sense!" Xiao Hongchen grabbed his collar fiercely, "If you care about the Sun Moon Empire more than this family, why would you join the Holy Spirit Church and hurt civilians?"

"Do you think the unreasonable demands of the royal family do not include privately making peace with the Holy Spirit Church?!" Zui Hongchen stared at Xiao Hongchen's face, which was almost identical to his, with bloodshot eyes. "What do you think the result of Jing's step-by-step concessions will be? Do you think those people in the royal family will miss the opportunity to occupy Mingde Hall?"

"As for why it was me, it's still the same old saying, 'You have to think about your children'! But the one who said this wasn't that old bastard, but someone from the Holy Spirit Church...ha."

"But Grandpa is helpless sometimes," Xiao Hongchen shook his head, "Challenging the royal family is not something you can do with just words."

"If only I hadn't let you be born," Zui Hongchen gave him an ugly smile, "then that bastard Jing would listen to my ideas more instead of asking me to consider your future first. Holy Spirit Church... heh... did you know that I was bewitched and killed by the people of the Holy Spirit Church? After killing her, of course I had no choice but to be controlled by those people!"

The mind sharing showed that Meng Hongchen was very close. Xiao Hongchen gritted his teeth, and the black metal that had not yet been exhausted condensed into a sharp dagger in his hand. "Do you have any last words?" He almost gritted his teeth to let the words jump out from his lips, "Hurry up and say it. I won't let Meng see you fall into madness like this."

"...Last words...Yes."

Zui Hongchen, whose meridians were all broken, laughed like a crow from his hoarse throat. He lowered his head and motioned Xiao Hongchen to come closer. Xiao Hongchen hesitated, but perhaps because this was his biological father, he still bent down slightly.

However, at this moment, his father used all his strength to pull up his upper body and rushed towards Xiao Hongchen.

"Laugh!" Wang Dong was about to step forward. However, she stopped before taking a step.

Xiao Hongchen's reaction speed was even faster than hers - the moment Zui Hongchen stood up, he stabbed the sharp blade in his hand into the other's throat.

At this moment, Xiao Hongchen was holding the knife handle with both hands, panting heavily. Black blood gurgled out of the pierced throat, and the bloodstains on the ground continued to expand. His hands were shaking, and his breathing was uncontrollably rapid. He couldn't tell whether it was because of his mood or because of the pain returning to his body. The severe pain tore at his awakening nerves and pierced his heart.

He killed his own father with his own hands.

Wang Dong wanted to reach out and try to comfort him, but she felt that she had no idea where to start, let alone make an easy comment. She looked at Xiao Hongchen's messy silver hair and suddenly thought about how she would react if she had to face Tang San one day. Although she hated him now and didn't think he was her father - would she waver for a moment when they met?

No, it shouldn't be. This means something completely different. Thinking of this, she withdrew her hand and pinched her palm.

In the distance, the figures of Meng Hongchen and Biyun emerged. Meng Hongchen almost ran over in two steps. When she saw Zui Hongchen's face, she stumbled and fell beside the body. "Father?" Her voice trembled, "...Father?"

"He's dead." Xiao Hongchen turned his head away.

Meng Hongchen was at a loss. She felt her mind go blank. "What happened?" She looked up blankly, as if she wanted to ask for help.

"...He became a puppet of the evil soul master, and a conflict broke out between us, and then..."

Wang Dong suddenly interrupted Xiao Hongchen's next words: "Then I killed him."

"What?" Meng Hongchen looked at Wang Dong in surprise. Xiao Hongchen also gave him a surprised look.

"He has already turned his back on his relatives. You also know that I am good at sneak attacks. I saw that he was about to be hurt, so I killed him." Wang Dong also avoided Meng Hongchen's direct gaze, "I killed him. Your brother didn't do it."

"..." Xiao Hongchen was silent for a long time, "Yes."

Meng Hongchen lowered her head in frustration. After a long while, she looked at her brother's terrible injuries. "You did the right thing," she said to Wang Dong, "Compared to my father becoming an evil spirit master, my brother's survival is more important... I won't blame anyone. I've already prepared for the worst."

After that, she nervously reached out to hug Xiao Hongchen, avoiding his injuries. Xiao Hongchen also reached out to hug his sister, and when he felt his sister's familiar body temperature, he almost couldn't hold on. However, his last bit of reason held the string.

"Explain the situation to Yuhao," he said, "and let him do his job with peace of mind."

Wang Dong briefly introduced the situation. Huo Yuhao sighed at the end of the mind sharing: "Brother Xiao, do you remember that I said I knew the reason why it couldn't be detected?"

"remember."

"Now go and feel it. Your father's spiritual world is so completely sealed off that even spiritual detection cannot find it. Maybe... there really is a last word for you."

Xiao Hongchen was also at a loss for a moment. This time, it was Meng Hongchen who grabbed his hand first: "Brother, I'll accompany you too. It's okay, we are a family, and we have to shoulder the responsibility together."

Her spiritual power gathered first and explored Zui Hongchen's spiritual sea, as if to set an example of courage for her brother. Xiao Hongchen hesitated for a moment and also released his spiritual power.

The moment their spiritual power came into contact with Zui Hongchen's spiritual sea, a white light enveloped the wasteland, and even Wang Dong was pulled into it. In the white light, a golden shadow was faintly emerging. It was a face that Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen were extremely familiar with.

"Mother……?"

The woman smiled gently: "My dear children. When you see this, he and I must have passed away..."

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“Those were not the true words,” Huo Yuhao sighed. “What the man did not say was that when he saw Brother Xiao again, he found that he still loved him.”

The woman with long ice-white hair beside him didn't respond for a long time. After a while, she said, "Human emotions are still so complicated and difficult to understand."

“In fact, I think you have really learned a lot quickly.” Huo Yuhao shook his head. “It’s just that the complexity of this matter is indeed beyond what you have seen before. He is also too deeply influenced by the Holy Spirit Church and has no hope of escaping. That’s why he wants to be freed from his son. However, if I tell the truth, Brother Xiao probably won’t be able to do it…”

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao lowered his eyes. He inevitably thought of his mother and his so-called father. He clenched his fists and brought his thoughts back to the current situation.

"I'll have to rely on you from now on." He said to the person next to him, "Xue Di."

"Okay." Yin Shuang tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "Should we deal with Zhongli Wu first?"

“No, you have to go check out the Imperial City.” Huo Yuhao made a gesture of wiping his neck. “His Highness Xu Tianling is still there. The only ones stationed there are the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Corps… I’ve noticed some movements over there.”

"Beheading? That's a good strategy indeed." Yin Shuang nodded slightly, "I understand. No matter if it's Long Xiaoyao or Ye Xishui, I won't let this person succeed."

“It’s Long Xiaoyao.” Huo Yuhao was very sure, “Ye Xishui will definitely show up to rescue Zhongli Wu. I have to rush to the venue now, I hope the time is right.”