Douluo: Humans in this world are fake gods

"……god?"

Huo Yuhao’s Adam’s apple rolled and his eyes froze.

"Yes, it is God."

Su Luoheng walked up to him and patted his shoulder. "The fusion of martial souls is 100% fusion, which is difficult for us to control. But for the gods who are high above, it is as easy as pie."

"Whether it can be integrated or not is up to him. The same is true for erasing the memory and replacing the core."

"As for this deity, you should be very familiar with him. The golden trident on Wang Dong'er's forehead from the Haotian Sect, the first person in Douluo Continent to reach the top of the God Realm in ten thousand years..."

"Sea God...Tang San?"

Su Luoheng briefly explained the relationship between the God Realm and Douluo Continent.

"Whenever the world falls into chaos, the Sons of the Planes will emerge. When they become the strongest of the times, they will take on the responsibility and obligation to protect the planes."

"In every era, there is always such a group of people who are favored by the plane and blessed by luck. This group of people are either gifted or have encountered many adventures. They can always turn danger into safety and create miracles in times of crisis."

"That's right. We named it the Super Ancient Soul Guidance Civilization. It is the first ancient civilization to be destroyed by the God Realm. It is also the only civilization that is feared by the God Realm because of its strength."

"The Douluo Plane was unwilling to face its fate of destruction, so it continued to cultivate the Sons of the Plane in each era in an attempt to save itself. This inevitably attracted the attention of the God Realm."

Su Luoheng motioned Huo Yuhao to sit down first. "During your time as an exchange student, you should have learned about the origin of the Sun Moon Empire's soul guide civilization, right?"

"Yes."

Huo Yuhao's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled. Although he knew that Wang Dong'er had a close relationship with the Haotian Sect, he had never associated her with the Seagod Tang San.

"..."

"So, some sons of the planes fulfilled their missions, even at the cost of sacrificing themselves, in exchange for the peace of the planes."

"Why are you able to turn every crisis into a blessing and seize opportunities time and time again?"

Su Luoheng ignored this and continued, "I call this kind of people - Sons of the Planes."

He was unwilling to believe everything Su Luoheng said, but when he thought of Wang Donger's reaction when she heard about Tang San and the Tang Sect, he began to waver in his judgment of Su Luoheng's words.

"No, no! It's fake, it's all fake, you're lying to me, everything you said is fake!"

And Dong'er... Dong'er is just an orphan from the Haotian Sect, how could she be related to the daughter of the God King?

It doesn't make sense, it's all fake!

This clumsy "lie" is easily exposed!

Huo Yuhao’s expression kept changing.

"Because you, Huo Yuhao, are the Son of the Planes of this generation of Douluo Continent!"

Huo Yuhao’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he felt something powerful.

“Why would he do this? It doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make sense!” Huo Yuhao took several steps back and only managed to stand firmly by leaning on the table.

Those deep and restrained eyes seemed to see through all the truths.

"Huo Yuhao, don't you understand yet?"

After a pause, Su Luoheng looked at Huo Yuhao, "They can easily reach heights that ordinary people cannot reach in their entire lives. Adventures that are difficult for ordinary people to encounter are as easy for them as eating and drinking. They may even lead an era to rise."

"Why did his daughter Tang Wutong come to Douluo Continent and appear beside you?"

"Why would the mighty Sea God, Asura God Tang San choose you?"

After a pause, Su Luoheng looked at Huo Yuhao with sympathy, "Tang Wutong is Tang San's daughter. And Wang Dong'er, whom you have been thinking about, is just a trace of Tang San's consciousness separated from his daughter."

"Son of the Plane?"

Am I actually the son of the plane?

He, Huo Yuhao, an abandoned son of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion who had an innate soul power of level one and a half and barely became a soul master, suddenly transformed himself into the Son of the Plane who was born to carry the hope of the plane?

"Every time a Plane Child survives a crisis, he will become stronger, and the next time he encounters a crisis, he will become even stronger. Not every Plane Child can make it to the end, and countless have been cut in half."

"Son of the Plane..."

"Tang San, the son of the plane ten thousand years ago, chose the latter. He ascended to the God Realm and became the only God King in the entire God Realm who controls the dual positions of Sea God and Shura God, and one of the rulers of the God Realm."

"And the God Realm is the enemy of Douluo Continent. Their ultimate goal is to destroy the continent. Before our time, countless human civilizations have perished at the hands of the gods."

The only one who could be related to Seagod Tang San was Dai Mubai, one of the original Shrek Seven Devils, who ascended to the God Realm together with Lord Seagod. They were of the same origin, but their bloodline was countless times thinner!

How could it possibly be worthy of the attention of such legendary figures?

"Why is it that you, with only level one and a half innate spirit power and mediocre aptitude, unexpectedly got the opportunity to become a million-year spirit beast, and successfully absorbed the million-year spirit ring with your weak body?"

"The Sons of the Planes, as the name suggests, are born to carry the destiny of the entire plane and are the darlings of the world. But correspondingly, from the moment they are born, their lives are endowed with special meaning."

After all, he existed ten thousand years ago and had already ascended to the divine realm. How could he have anything to do with Douluo Continent again?

Noticing the gaze from the opposite side, Huo Yuhao's heart tightened and his expression became unnatural. Su Luoheng's words were so appropriate that it seemed as if they were a direct comparison with his own description.

He kept shaking his head, denying everything Su Luoheng said. He was just an insignificant concubine of Duke Baihu, a nobody who would not care even if he died in the Xingdou Great Forest.

"So, the Sons of the Planes possess the brightest light, but are also destined to be accompanied by endless risks and disasters. Their existence is like the stars in the sky, constantly attracting all kinds of scoundrels to spy on them and assassinate them."

Su Luoheng's voice became deeper and deeper.

Su Luoheng paused for a moment, and looked at Huo Yuhao calmly. The latter's breathing became heavier.

"It is... a relic from an ancient soul-guiding civilization."

"Some sons of the plane chose to escape, and gave up their missions in order to protect themselves. With the abilities given by the plane, they turned around and joined the enemy's camp, becoming their minions."

Su Luoheng seemed to see what Huo Yuhao was thinking, and his next words were like thunder hitting his ears, and he could no longer escape.

"The Great Xingdou Forest, the Mingdou Mountains, the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, the Far North, etc..."

Why did you choose yourself?

All this happened too suddenly, too dreamy...