Chapter 235 Either Huo Yuhao dies, or you find someone to die in his place!
The pink mist within the Valley of Love and Destiny had become thicker than blood.
The merging of the two stone platforms signaled the official climax of the final assault on Huo Yuhao's emotional defenses.
Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er stood facing each other, separated not only by rules, but also by an insurmountable chasm of life and death.
And at this moment.
The dark world.
The realm of the gods, the temple of the sea god.
Tang San stood in the center of the temple, his blue eyes fixed on the sky, his breathing becoming extremely rapid.
As the scene unfolded, his unease reached its peak.
He knew all too well what was going to happen next; it was the most meticulously crafted psychological trap he had ever designed. But as an observer, he felt a fear that bordered on self-destruction.
"This is troublesome..." Tang San roared inwardly, his nails digging deep into his palms.
He could sense that although the God of Destruction had left, the monitoring divine sense still lingered faintly around the temple.
Xiao Wu, standing to one side, looked beyond just looking ugly.
She had already accepted Tang San's explanation of "testing her son-in-law," but seeing the man in the sky who called himself the ruler constantly cornering Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er, her bottom line as a mother was trampled on once again.
"Third Brother, look what Cupid is doing!" Xiao Wu turned her head sharply, her voice becoming shrill with anger. "He made Dong'er face this life-or-death choice right after she came out of the pain of a deep adventure? And he even made her share life and death with Wang Qiu'er? What kind of test is this? This is clearly trying to make Dong'er destroy her own character!"
Tang San was speechless; he didn't even dare to look Xiao Wu in the eye.
He could only forcefully suppress his inner panic and replied dryly, "Xiao Wu, calm down... There are too many variables in the future. This Cupid has clearly misunderstood the will of God. I assure you, if I were really there in the future, I would never let anything happen to Dong'er."
However, this pale guarantee seemed so powerless in the face of the constantly flashing images. Xiao Wu snorted coldly and turned her head to the side. She had developed a physical aversion to this so-called god of love and the order behind it that condoned all of this.
The Dark World, Douluo Continent.
Soul Masters from all over the world looked at the two girls in the sky who were being tormented by fate, and their anger swept over them like a tsunami.
"Utterly shameless!" a Soul Master from the underworld roared angrily in the street. "Making two girls kill each other to save a man's life, what kind of 'goddess of love' is this? This is clearly a god of torment! Just how black is the heart of this ruler of the divine realm?"
"Look at Dong'er's eyes, she doesn't want to do anything at all." A female Soul Master covered her mouth, her eyes slightly red.
"And then there's Wang Qiu'er. Although she's holding a gun, her hand is shaking the whole time. They both love that man, but now God is forcing them to exchange each other's lives for his. In this choice, no matter who wins, the one who survives will live in a nightmare for the rest of their life."
The people of the underworld relentlessly condemned Cupid's atrocities in every corner. What was originally a mockery of Huo Yuhao's "scumbag" behavior had transformed into deep sympathy for the victim in the face of the deity's overwhelming malice.
And at this moment.
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
The battle has begun on the stone platform.
The wings of the Goddess of Light butterfly behind Wang Dong'er flapped violently, sending golden light dust flying everywhere. It seemed powerful, but each wave of light avoided hitting Wang Qiu'er's vitals.
Her eyes were filled with resistance. The Light Goddess Butterfly's slash drew countless brilliant arcs in the air, but only landed on the empty space of the stone platform.
"Qiu'er, you should leave... Find a way to get out of here!" Wang Dong'er shouted hoarsely as she used her soul skill.
[Wang Qiu'er wielded the Golden Dragon Spear, a golden dragon aura swirling around her. Her power, capable of piercing mountains, almost vanished when facing Wang Dong'er. The tip of the Golden Dragon Spear would inexplicably deflect just three inches from Wang Dong'er's face.]
"Leave? Within these rules, who can leave?" Wang Qiu'er's cold face revealed a desperate resolve. "Wang Dong'er, make your move. If you die here, that idiot Huo Yuhao will go completely insane."
The two crossed paths on the stone platform. The booming sounds of their clashing soul skills were loud, yet no blood was drawn. This extremely tense and restrained battle plunged the entire Qiankun Wenqing Valley into a strange, vicious cycle.
Just as their battle reached a stalemate, the halo in the sky shifted from pink to deep red once more. Cupid's impatient and icy voice, carrying an oppressive divine force, crashed down.
"I have already said that what is needed here is victory and defeat, life and death. Is this game of testing each other and holding back a sign of your divine authority?"
Before the two could respond, a huge water screen suddenly appeared in the center of the stone platform.
The mirror reflected Huo Yuhao's current miserable state—in that unknown, dark area, his body was being constantly torn apart and reassembled by the power of the rules.
With each resurrection, Huo Yuhao's face grew paler. His spiritual sea had begun to crack due to the intense cycles of death and reincarnation; his lips were bitten raw, and blood stained the entire scene.
"See that? This is the price you pay for holding back." Cupid's voice carried a morbid sense of pleasure. "Because of your delay, Huo Yuhao is taking the brunt of the divine power's backlash for you. If you cannot separate life and death within this short time, his soul will be forever scattered in the cycle of reincarnation, without even a chance to be reborn."
Wang Dong'er stared at Huo Yuhao's vacant, double pupils reflected in the water screen, at his face contorted in pain, and felt a pang of heartache that almost made her breathless. She knelt on the ground, clutching her long hair tightly with both hands, and let out a desperate cry.
"No...please stop torturing him...please!"
The golden dragon spear in Wang Qiu'er's hand emitted a mournful cry. She gritted her teeth, tears streaming down the cold metal shaft. She could feel Huo Yuhao's life force rapidly waning.
"The rules have given us only one choice." Cupid's seductive voice rang out again, each word piercing their weak spots. "If you don't want him to die, one of you must step forward and die in his place."
"A life for a life. Either one of you takes your own life, or you watch him be utterly destroyed. Now, tell me your answers."
(End of chapter)