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Shui Wuya remained silent for a moment, his gaze deep and penetrating, as if he could see through all illusions and understand the true essence of everything in the world.
Under his watchful eyes, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze, compelling everyone to maintain utmost respect.
Slowly, he nodded, "I understand your predicament, but separating the soul is no easy task; it requires extreme caution."
His voice was calm and powerful, like a force hidden in the abyss, always ready to destroy any obstacles.
Shui Jin'er's eyes were firm and resolute, revealing the depth of her desire and determination, "I am willing to pay any price, just to be free from this internal shackle."
Her voice conveyed a courageous strength, as if announcing to the world that her resolve was unshakeable.
Shui Wuya quietly observed Shui Jin'er kneeling on the ground, a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if pondering a profound question.
His gaze was deep and mysterious, seemingly communicating with some unknown force.
Suddenly, he smiled faintly and said mysteriously, "Actually, it's not impossible.
I will find a way to save your life while also separating your soul. But I need some time to study it."
His voice was composed and steady, as if coming from the depths of the void, carrying a mysterious power that inspired a sense of awe and respect.
Shui Jin'er, hearing Shui Wuya's words, was filled with gratitude and anticipation.
She knew she had found the right person; the clan leader would surely help her.
Under Shui Wuya's promise, she felt a glimmer of hope, filling her with confidence and expectation.
"Alright, I can wait as long as needed. Thank you, Clan Leader!" Shui Jin'er said gratefully, brimming with excitement.
Shui Wuya nodded lightly, then glanced at Wang Donger, his eyes revealing a hint of mystery. Within his gaze, there seemed to be endless wisdom and power, inspiring reverence.
Seeing this, Shui Jin'er looked deeply at Wang Donger, her expression showing a hint of helplessness and sympathy.
She understood Wang Donger's current feelings, but at this moment, her own fate was the most important.
With the clan leader's promise, she followed Shui Wuya out of the room full of hope.
After they left, Wang Donger was left alone in the room.
She hung her head, her eyes filled with deep confusion and worry.
After Shui Wuya's departure, she felt a sense of loneliness and helplessness, pondering her future, filled with endless anxiety and unease.
Shui Wuya slowly walked out of the cell and glanced back, seeing Wang Donger still slumped on the ground.
Her eyes were filled with confusion and misunderstanding, as if shrouded by a fog of doubt.
Shui Wuya knew well that Wang Donger's inner turmoil and pain could not be resolved quickly, so he cast an illusion to help her clear her thoughts and untie the knots in her heart.
He gathered his powerful magic, and the illusion scene instantly became vivid and lifelike.
A mysterious light descended from the sky, enveloping Wang Donger and taking her back to the continent of Douluo.
In the illusion, the continent was lush and vibrant, full of greenery and blooming flowers, a scene of vitality.
Basking in the warm light, Wang Donger gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, she saw a figure in the distance, a young man with a commanding presence and determined eyes—it was Huo Yuhao.
Wang Donger's heart trembled. She stared at the familiar face, finding it hard to believe her eyes.
"Huo Yuhao? How is this possible?"
Her voice quivered slightly, filled with shock and disbelief.
"Huo Yuhao!" she called out, her voice full of surprise and joy.
But Huo Yuhao didn't turn around, as if he hadn't heard her call.
At that moment, he had already collapsed on the ground.
"Huo Yuhao, what's wrong with you!" Wang Donger tried to wake him.
At this moment, Ju zi appeared beside him. Ju zi had always wanted to have children with Huo Yuhao.
What happened next was something Wang Donger couldn't accept.
Witnessing the intimate scene between the man and the woman before her, Wang Donger's heart instantly sank to the bottom.
What puzzled her even more was that her father, Tang San, was watching from not far away, yet did nothing to stop it.
"Father, why didn't you stop her?"
"Is it because you want me to hate Huo Yuhao and leave him?"
Shocked, Wang Donger felt dazed, as a flood of memories rushed in, making it seem like years had passed in an instant.
The God of Shura, Tang San, stood there with a profound and majestic gaze.
Suddenly, Huo Yuhao appeared before Tang San, kneeling and kowtowing, begging.
"Uncle San, please spare me! I just want to find Donger!" Huo Yuhao pleaded tearfully.
Tang San looked at him quietly, a trace of cunning in his eyes, but he remained silent.
Huo Yuhao continued to kneel and beg, desperately trying to find Wang Donger.
Tang San watched coldly, until his objective was achieved, then nodded in satisfaction.
"Very well, since that's the case, I will agree."
Huo Yuhao's face darkened, his hands clenched into fists, but he said nothing.
"Ah, my head hurts!" Wang Donger clutched her head in agony.
She felt the helplessness and struggle within Huo Yuhao, and a surge of anger and frustration welled up in her heart.
"Why? Why are you treating Yuhao this way?"
Her voice was filled with indignation and confusion.
Wang Donger's heart felt like it was being torn apart; she couldn't accept what Tang San had done to Huo Yuhao.
At that moment, the illusion suddenly dissipated, and everything returned to calm.
A glimmer of clarity appeared in Wang Donger's eyes.
She finally understood everything.
"Tang San, you despicable man! How dare you do this! To achieve your goals, you resorted to deceit, even against your own daughter!"
"I curse you, may you never find peace!"
Wang Donger couldn't help but denounce Tang San, her voice filled with such anger that it seemed to shake the very heavens and realms of the gods.
Meanwhile, in the divine realm above the nine heavens.
The God of Shura, Tang San, was enjoying a peaceful moment with Xiao Wu, the divine palace filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
"Achoo!"
Suddenly, he sneezed, breaking the tranquility.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu immediately asked with concern, "Are you alright, Brother San?"
Her eyes were full of worry and care.
Tang San touched his nose and replied lightly, "I'm fine."
However, a sense of foreboding rose within him.
He knew that as a god-king, he shouldn't sneeze so easily.
"Could it be that someone is cursing me?"
He was puzzled, pondering whether this sudden sneeze had some deeper meaning.
It seemed to foretell the occurrence of something ominous.
(End of Chapter)