Douluo: I am the True Master

Huo Yu'er promptly slapped Dai Hao across the face.

She had no patience for such a heartless man.

With a mocking smile, Huo Yu'er taunted him. "Didn't you offer me the position of family head? Why are you so heartbroken over the loss of just one son? 

And as I recall, the Dai family has a tradition of sibling rivalry. If I truly became the family head, following the precedent from ten thousand years ago, I could simply kill all my siblings. So, Dai Hao, why are you angry?

Or were you lying to me from the very beginning when you promised me the position?"

The slap brought some clarity to Dai Hao's mind, and he finally remembered whose child Huo Yu'er was!

Dai Hao opened his mouth but found no words to say. He fell silent once again.

Witnessing this bloody scene, Dai Huabin froze in place before collapsing onto the ground in terror.

A yellowish liquid soaked the floor, eliciting a look of utter disdain from Huo Yu'er.

Noticing Huo Yu'er's gaze, Dai Huabin grew even more terrified. He scrambled desperately, trying to increase the distance between them.

"Don't worry," Huo Yu'er said indifferently. "Though you may have bullied me when we were young, your life has already been claimed by someone else."

Ignoring Dai Huabin's despair, Huo Yu'er turned her attention back to Dai Hao, who now radiated an aura of defeat, completely devoid of the rage he had displayed earlier.

He spoke with great difficulty, "Are you Yun'er's child?"

Huo Yu'er paid no heed to his question. "It doesn't matter anymore. If you think invoking my mother will stop me, you're wrong.

You are a stain on my life—an undeniable fact.

My master taught me long ago that one must erase their own stains. Your fate was sealed the moment I began. I will not hesitate or show mercy."

"Ho ho, Tian Xing Douluo," Dai Hao muttered bitterly, lowering his head. He never imagined that decades ago, someone had already foreseen his downfall. What a deeply calculating individual.

But soon, fear overwhelmed him. The persona he had maintained his entire life, the family he had painstakingly built—he couldn't bear to see it all end in such humiliating disgrace.

In a final attempt, Dai Hao tried to take full responsibility, hoping to spare the rest of the Dai family.

But before he could even plead, his mouth was frozen shut once again.

At the same time, the barrier lifted. Huo Yu'er summoned a massive soul-powered hand, lifting the three remaining individuals into the sky and flying off into the distance.

The howling wind made it nearly impossible for Dai Hao to open his eyes. Only when Huo Yu'er descended did he see a sight that filled him with dread.

The two father and son now stood on a wooden platform, surrounded by many members of the Dai family—some familiar, others not.

"What is this!?" Dai Hao's eyes widened in disbelief.

At this moment, an official of the Tian Xing Federation held up a long list, reciting the crimes the Dai family had accumulated over the years. These included inciting war between the Sun Moon and Star Luo Empires, corruption, embezzlement, illegal trade of soul-guided weaponry, and more.

These charges, whether committed before or after the federation's establishment, were all capital offenses punishable by death.

Dai Hao's mind screamed internally: 'No, stop reading!'

But reality was merciless.

Gradually, the light faded from Dai Hao's eyes.

Finally, the official concluded:

"All charges listed above have been jointly reviewed and approved by the Tian Xing Federation's Public Security Committee. There is no defamation, false accusation, or fabrication—all evidence is supported by a complete chain of proof.

Therefore, with the unanimous approval of the Three Sovereigns:

The Dai family's honors, assets, and titles are hereby stripped.

The Tian Xing Federation Constitution will be strictly enforced. Those involved may be sentenced to the highest penalty—death! Immediate execution!"

As the final verdict was pronounced, the crowd below the platform erupted in a deafening roar after a brief silence. Every person raised their arms and shouted in unison:

"Death sentence!!!" 

"Death sentence!!!" 

"Death sentence!!!"

The overwhelming surge of voices caused the platform to tremble slightly.

Members of the Dai family, who had once acted with impunity due to their status as soul masters and nobles, now looked ashen-faced. Many broke down in tears, appearing deranged.

But this did not deter the officials of the Tian Xing Federation from carrying out the sentences.

One by one, heads rolled. In eighteen years, the Douluo Continent might see another hero rise.

Though the scene was bloody, the onlookers were exhilarated. They realized that the dark era of the past would never return. Even the once-mighty royal Dai family, descendants of royalty from ten thousand years ago, could now only submit to justice under the radiant light of the Tian Xing Federation.

As for whether these charges were true or false, the common people didn't care. In the eyes of the weak, the strong were inherently guilty. Given the chance, any weakling would gladly kick someone when they were down.

The final execution was reserved for Dai Hao, the White Tiger Duke.

He was no longer the revered Star Luo War God but a despised war criminal hated by all.

Years of careful planning and maintaining his persona crumbled to dust. Dai Hao had no words to express his anguish.

The executioner raised his blade. But in Dai Hao's eyes, there was no fear of death. In his final moments, he seemed to come to a realization.

Though Huo Yu'er's extreme ice restrained his movements, it did not seal his soul power. At this moment, Dai Hao transmitted a message directly to Huo Yu'er.

"Hahaha! You truly are my daughter!

Though the Dai family may perish, your blood still carries my lineage—the blood of the Dai family!

As the strongest disciple under Ye Wen, you will undoubtedly become the peak figure of the Douluo Continent! No matter what, the Dai family will always stand at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent!!!

Hahaha! Continue to grow stronger, Huo Yu'er. The legacy of the Dai family will live on through your bloodline—"

The executioner's blade fell. Even a Title Douluo, severed head from body, could not escape death.

Though accustomed to seeing ordinary people die in despair beneath his blade, the executioner noticed something unsettling—Dai Hao's eyes, in his final moments, gleamed with excitement!? It sent shivers down his spine.

Huo Yu'er coldly watched Dai Hao's severed head, a sneer curling her lips.

"The bloodline of the Dai family? How trivial.

When I ascend to godhood and shed this disgusting shell, what remains of the Dai family's bloodline? I am Huo Yu'er. Always have been."

Of the Dai family, only two remained: the White Tiger Duchess and Dai Huabin, who had long been reduced to a quivering mess.

Though Huo Yu'er harbored immense malice toward the White Tiger Duchess, she refrained from resorting to such despicable means.

The cruelty of reality, coupled with Huo Yu'er's eerie mental illusions, had already driven the White Tiger Duchess to her death.

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