"Brother Junting, where are we going?"
Following the departing Chen Junting, Huo Yuhao directly arrived above the sea. With a burst of speed, he caught up to Chen Junting, who was unhurriedly flying on his sword, and asked the doubt that had just surfaced in his mind.
"What do you think?"
Although a fair amount of time had passed, Huo Yuhao wasn't that forgetful. This rhetorical question made him react immediately.
"Are we heading to that peculiar island group?"
Chen Junting didn't answer, only saying, "Keep up."
Soon, the two of them passed through the spatial barrier that was increasingly blending with the outside environment, entering the island group above the pitch-black sea. With the magnetic field interference formed by the two great divine powers of Life and Destruction, there was no need to worry about Tang San passively peeping into this place through the Sea God's God Trial mark on Huo Yuhao's glabella.
As the two slowly landed, Huo Yuhao could hold back no longer.
"Brother Junting, will this work for me?"
"Don't rush."
Chen Junting raised his head and looked up at the sky.
In the original timeline, Huo Yuhao was shielded from the God Realm's perception by the heavenly tribulation aura contained within Di Tian's reverse scale. Other than Tang San, who had kept an eye on Huo Yuhao early on, and those among the Shrek Seven Devils who were in his faction, no other gods took the initiative to pay attention to this Child of Destiny of the Douluo plane who possessed the qualifications of a God King. Even Rong Nianbing back then only noticed Huo Yuhao because he was caught in a trap set by Tang San, obediently taking the bait.
But now, all of this was completely different.
The one wearing Di Tian's reverse scale now was Chen Junting. Therefore, as long as there were no accidents, the seven emotion-type soul skills Huo Yuhao had just displayed had over a ninety percent chance of attracting Rong Nianbing's attention. Even if it really didn't work...
"Even if it really doesn't work, I still have other methods."
Chen Junting comforted Huo Yuhao, then tapped the faint Rakshasa God mark on his own glabella. "Having you create those emotion-type soul skills was a necessary prerequisite. As for whether we can make contact, that isn't limited to just one method."
He believed that given the God of Destruction's broad-mindedness, he absolutely wouldn't let slip a lower-realm mortal like Huo Yuhao, who was equally outstanding and possessed the qualifications of a God King. Even if what Huo Yuhao was going to do was not to create his own divine throne, but to inherit Rong Nianbing's God of Emotions throne.
Once it was truly reported up, he would definitely contact Rong Nianbing. After all, it wasn't like he was trying to report the God King Tang San without any evidence.
It wasn't very difficult, nor would it cause any rift.
"Just wait patiently for now."
Patting Huo Yuhao's shoulder, Chen Junting said, "You have to give the gods up there some time to consider, after all."
"Alright."
Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao forced himself to calm down and nodded. Finally, he simply sat down cross-legged and fell into meditation.
As for what he was doing?
Naturally, he was organizing the seven great emotion soul skills he had created once again. It was just like cramming for a review right before an exam.
Moreover, compared to Huo Yuhao's inner turmoil and uneasiness, the situation of the seven soul spirits in his Spiritual Sea wasn't much better; in some ways, they were making an earth-shattering ruckus.
"Bingbing, I'm so nervous!"
The human-formed Ice Empress gritted her teeth, the veins on her temples bulging, undoubtedly showing that she was forcefully suppressing her inner impulses. This lasted until Tianmeng Ice Silkworm bit a handkerchief he had conjured from who knows where, shedding tears of nervousness, and leaned his face closer to hers.
"Get the hell away from me!"
Completely unable to suppress her fury, it immediately vented from the Ice Empress's massive, fang-filled maw towards Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, as if she were going to eat him alive!
Beneath the gale whipped up by the Ice Empress, Tianmeng Ice Silkwerrn looked like a small sapling swaying in the wind, ready to be blown away at any moment. But this guy completely failed to learn from past lessons. Enduring the Ice Empress's wrath, he shamelessly continued to lean in. The result...
Bang—
A fat, seemingly protein-filled bug with a large red bump on its forehead flew out like a torn sack at the speed of light, then crashed heavily onto the glacier condensed from spiritual power.
"Mm... Bingbing... nice hit..."
"Brother Tianmeng, are you alright?"
"I'm... fine..."
Ali habitually stepped forward and flipped Tianmeng Ice Silkworm over with her paw. After turning him over, she saw his eyes spinning in circles; he had clearly half-fainted.
As for the other side of the glacier, the Evil Eye Tyrant floated in mid-air, its surrounding tentacles constantly drifting, its huge eyeball blinking nonstop. Even the Octagonal Mysterious rooted in the ice beside it was swaying incessantly. This made the Emperor Tooth Sea Lion, who was facing them, nod repeatedly, uttering sounds like "Mm," "Aha," "Right," and "Exactly" from time to time.
Other than the Mermaid Lila, who watched all this from the Spiritual Sea looking as if time was peaceful and quiet, the hearts of the other soul spirits were not calm. In fact, even Lila's inner heart was not as calm as her exterior.
After all, that was a deity!
Who among those present wasn't aiming in that direction?
At the same time, in the outside world.
Chen Junting estimated the time and checked Huo Yuhao's condition, then couldn't help but frown and look up at the sky.
"Did it not attract attention? Or..."
"Did this also block the gaze of the God of Emotions?"
...
God Realm.
In this place that resembled a paradise away from the world stood a pavilion. At this moment, two people were sitting inside the pavilion. On the left side of the pavilion was a young man who looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His appearance was extremely handsome, and long golden hair draped over his shoulders, casual yet incredibly stylish.
On the right side of the pavilion sat a white-haired old man. Though ordinary-looking, he was hale and hearty.
One held black stones, the other held white stones, continuously placing them on the Go board. However, the old man's brows were tightly furrowed, taking a long time to place a single piece. The young man, on the other hand, played very quickly, always maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. Clearly, this game of Go had reached its endgame, and the young man was about to win.
But just as it was the young man's turn to place a stone, "Hmm?"
Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something.
His originally calm and indifferent mind immediately split its focus, and became perturbed. The hand that had already been suspended over the board couldn't help but loosen, and the unstable white stone dropped straight down.
"Hey!"
Seeing this, the old man's tightly locked brows instantly relaxed, and his eyes lit up. Even though the golden-haired youth immediately reacted, the old man hurriedly blocked the Go board with both arms, acting like an old urchin. "You've already placed the stone. No take-backs!"
"Teacher, I just did it accidentally."
The golden-haired youth smiled, not seeming to care.
But the old man said in a bad mood, "I don't care about that. A placed stone is a placed stone. Besides, we've played so many games, and you never know how to let me win a bit; it's always me winning. Your mind just got perturbed in this game, so you have to take responsibility!"
"Alright, alright, alright."
Since his teacher put it that way, the golden-haired youth naturally didn't say anything more about this game. Furthermore, he had only misplaced a single stone just now; it wasn't like he directly lost.
Besides, the important thing right now wasn't playing Go.
"Nianbing, what was wrong with you just now?"
Just as the old man was about to place a stone, he suddenly asked a question.
And the "Nianbing" he spoke of,
Was none other than the God Realm's God of Emotions, "Rong Nianbing"!
"Teacher, I seem to have found a suitable successor." As soon as these words were spoken, a trace of astonishment flashed through the old man's eyes. But soon, it was replaced by joy.
Because he knew very well what was on his disciple's mind.
At this moment, Rong Nianbing was continuously placing stones.
But his heart was no longer on the Go board.
Actually, early on, when he noticed that the Sea God and the God of Destruction had all more or less shifted their gazes to the Douluo plane, he had also become somewhat curious about it.
Of course, he hadn't paid an excessive amount of attention.
To avoid drawing the notice of those God Kings, he had only split off a sliver of his attention to see if the Douluo plane could give birth to a genius capable of inheriting his God of Emotions throne in the future.
Who would have thought, how long has it been?
He had already found a suitable successor!
Moreover, the boy was already able to skillfully use the seven emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and fear—which perfectly matched the God of Emotions throne. His application of them even shared similarities with his and the Seven Elemental Gods' methods. Furthermore, that kid was even a Child of Destiny!
He felt like he had found a treasure!
Of course, it wasn't that he failed to realize that this child had already been targeted by the Sea God, nor did he think the Sea God would let this child go. But who asked the Sea God not to bestow his inheritance?
What had been bestowed so far was merely an ordinary examination.
Since that was the case, he couldn't be blamed.
After all...
As the saying goes, to fail to take what Heaven offers is to invite calamity.
"Aiyah! I lost again!"
The old man watched as his group of stones was completely killed, immediately crying out. He never in his wildest dreams thought he could still lose even after that!
"Alright Teacher, let's stop here for now."
The old man covered his cheeks, slightly annoyed.
Of course, he was angry at himself.
"Not playing anymore?"
Rong Nianbing smiled and said:
"Yes, not playing anymore. I'm going to cook."
The old man's eyes lit up, "Really?"
But after reacting, he pointed a finger at the ground.
"Aren't you going to bestow an inheritance upon that kid? Aren't you afraid of him being snatched away?"
"Of course I'm afraid, which is why I'm going to cook. I plan to summon that child's soul up to the God Realm and treat him to a meal."
Hearing this, the old man felt puzzled.
Was it necessary to go that far?
But now, his disciple no longer needed him to worry, so the old man didn't ask for the reason. Instead, he tossed the remaining stone in his hand into the bowl and said, "Fine, you go cook then. I'll pack up the Go board."
"Teacher, I'll trouble you with that then."
"Mm."
The old man nodded and waved his broad hand. Without seeing him make any deliberate moves, all the stones on the Go board naturally flew up, separating into black and white, and fell into the bowls on either side.
Rong Nianbing stood up and walked towards the kitchen. In addition, a strand of divine power also shot out from his hand towards the lower realm.
...
At this very moment, on the beach of the island.
Observing the sky and finding that there was still no activity, Chen Junting was just about to use the Rakshasa God mark to contact the God of Destruction when he suddenly sensed something and looked up toward a corner of the southeast.
Almost simultaneously, Electrolux's voice rang out in Chen Junting's Spiritual Sea, "A divine power is heading this way."
"It should be heading for Yuhao, right."
Under Chen Junting's expectant gaze, he focused the vast majority of his attention on Huo Yuhao. Right at this moment, the meditating Huo Yuhao only felt his spirit jolt, and in the next instant, his spiritual power felt as if it had left his body.
It wasn't that he hadn't experienced this feeling before, but those times were all caused by him actively releasing his spiritual power. After all, with his spiritual power reaching such a level, leaving the body wasn't anything unusual.
However, this time seemed different.
Huo Yuhao was astonished to discover that this time, not only did he passively leave his body, but what had left wasn't his spiritual power at all—it was his own soul. An incredibly pure soul!
A person's soul is extremely fragile; once it leaves the body, it will continuously dissipate. But right in the midst of his astonishment, Huo Yuhao found that after his soul left his body, it was quickly enveloped by a faint white light. Under the protection of this layer of white light, his soul became incredibly stable, showing no signs of dissipating.
His soul left his body and saw his main body meditating. In addition, there was Brother Junting, who was currently staring at his main body.
What was going on?
Why did my soul leave my body on its own?
Huo Yuhao tried to control his soul to return to his body, but he discovered to some horror that he simply couldn't do it.
Immediately after, an odd force seemed to suddenly appear from the unseen void, beginning to pull his soul up into the sky.
Moreover, accompanied by his soul's struggles, the speed at which he ascended into the sky grew faster and faster. This feeling was not pleasant at all.
Huo Yuhao only felt his soul getting further and further away from his main body. Although his sensory connection was still there, he couldn't control his soul, and it continued to fly higher into the sky.
This intense panic caused by the unknown and driven by instinct made Huo Yuhao's soul burst forth with even stronger emotional fluctuations, desperately trying to break free from the restraints.
Right at this moment,
Suddenly, the white light enveloping his soul emitted a gentle aura. This aura was extremely peculiar, seemingly containing massive and pure emotional fluctuations within it. After it appeared, Huo Yuhao felt an incredibly comfortable sensation spread throughout his soul, as if he were soaking in warm spring water. Negative emotions like fear and panic were actually swept away in an instant, replaced instead by emotions like comfort and trust.
What exactly was going on?
What happened?
Just as Huo Yuhao felt bewildered, Chen Junting suddenly raised his head. At this moment, the eyes of Huo Yuhao's soul and Chen Junting himself directly met, the two of them locking gazes.
It turned out that less than three breaths after Huo Yuhao's soul left his body, Electrolux had noticed his abnormality and informed Chen Junting of his situation. This made Chen Junting immediately realize that Huo Yuhao's soul had been summoned away by Rong Nianbing.
So, he immediately looked up.
Of course, this didn't mean he could actually see it. Rather...
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