Chapter 262. Daddy, I am the man chosen by the God of Asura.
Seeing his father so dejected, Tang San's hatred for the Spirit Hall was beyond words.
"No, Daddy, we still have a chance." Tang San made up his mind and said firmly, "I hope you can believe what I'm about to say."
Tang Hao was slightly taken aback when he heard Tang San's words, then nodded.
Next, Tang San told his story about his past life. Of course, Tang San also embellished and concealed some details. What was told was his past life experience, while Tang San himself was naturally hidden.
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao went from initial confusion to surprise, shock, and finally, realization:
"So that's how it is! I was wondering why you were born with such innate knowledge."
His face grew increasingly resentful as he continued,
"So, in your past life, after I severely injured Qian Xunji, he was quickly killed by Bibi Dong. Our current Pope should have been Bibi Dong, right?"
"That's right," Tang San replied.
Tang Hao then asked, "Will you, the Shrek Seven Devils, win the championship in this Soul Master Competition, and will you, Tang San, become the Sea God and the Asura God, and destroy the Spirit Hall?"
Tang San nodded.
"And you resurrected Ah Yin in the end, and our family lived happily ever after?" Tang Hao pressed further.
"That's right, Daddy," Tang San said.
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao felt a mixture of excitement, envy, and regret.
What Tang San envied was that he ultimately became a god and destroyed the Spirit Hall. What he envied was that his past self hadn't had his wife taken away by Qian Xunji, and most importantly, he was resurrected, allowing his family to live happily ever after. Unfortunately, all of this happened in Tang San's past life.
"Damn it, why, why—" Tang Hao suddenly cried out angrily, his eyes bloodshot, as he grabbed Tang San's shoulders.
"Why? You already destroyed the Spirit Hall, became a god, and Ah Yin was resurrected! Our family should be living happily together! Why was I reborn? Why was I reborn into this tragic and hopeless era?"
"If you hadn't been reborn, I would be reunited with Ah Yin by now!" Tang Hao was driven to madness by rage.
Even Tang San was afraid of Tang Hao at this moment. However, Tang Hao had also uttered the biggest thorn in Tang San's heart.
Yes, why the hell did I have to be reborn? In my past life, I was a winner in life: avenging the Spirit Hall, marrying Xiao Wu, inheriting the dual gods of Shura and the Sea God, leading Shrek Academy to the pinnacle of life, and laying the groundwork for the continent ten thousand years later.
"But why the hell? Why was I reborn when I went to the God Realm?" Tang San wanted to know too.
The frantic Tang Hao put Tang San down, looked around, picked up a bottle, and smashed it on the ground. After the commotion, the whole house was a mess.
Only then did Tang Hao calm down.
"What did you mean by 'we still have a chance'?"
"Daddy, do you remember when your strength suddenly surged in the Spirit Hall?" Tang San asked.
Tang Hao said, "Yes, that happened. I don't know why, but this surge in strength was beyond my control. When I first became a Title Douluo, my strength surged, and I defeated Qian Xunji and two Title Elders in one fell swoop. I thought that was the power of a Title Douluo, but later I realized I was wrong. After defeating Qian Xunji, my strength quickly declined, returning to its proper place. Why are you bringing this up?"
"This proves one thing!" Tang San said excitedly, "The Asura God is watching us!"
Tang Hao was stunned upon hearing Tang San's words: "The god position you inherited?"
"That's right," Tang San said. "Dad, you don't know yet, do you? Actually, the City of Slaughter is the place of Asura God's inheritance. Only by obtaining the Killing God Domain can one be qualified to start the Asura God's divine trial." "The Asura God may have enhanced your strength through the connection of your Killing God Domain," Tang San said.
"I see." Tang Hao suddenly realized. He spread his hands, looking at his calloused hands, his face full of embarrassment.
He used to think this was his talent, always able to unleash its power at crucial moments, to the point that Tang Hao even had the idea of using his Clear Sky Hammer to test Qian Daoliu's strength. Now, thinking about it, it was really laughable. It turned out this wasn't his true strength.
"So, that means the Asura God is watching me?" Tang Hao asked, putting away his embarrassment.
Tang San shook his head and said, "No, Daddy, from the moment I was born, the God of Asura has already designated me as his successor and has spared no effort in supporting me. We have the support of a god behind us; this is our chance to take revenge on the Spirit Hall!"
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao's previously listless eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.
Instantly, the decadent, drunken Daddy disappeared, replaced by the domineering Daddy who looked down upon the world.
"Hahahaha, my son is destined to become a god!" Tang Hao said excitedly, "A God King, no less."
"Come on, son, Daddy will take you to the City of Slaughter right away so you can complete the assessment for the God of Slaughter Domain," Tang Hao said impatiently.
"Daddy, let's not rush this," Tang San said. "You should focus on healing your wounds first."
Tang Hao replied, "There's no need. After all these years, I'm used to it."
"No, Daddy," Tang San said, "Are you sure you can defeat the King of Slaughter in your current state?"
Tang Hao asked, "Why would you attack the King of Slaughter?"
Tang San said, "Daddy, to tell you the truth, the King of Slaughter is my great-grandfather."
"Your great-grandfather?" Tang Hao was stunned, then hugged Tang San tightly, pressing for an answer. "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely sure," Tang San said. "My great-grandfather, Tang Chen, underwent the Divine Trial in Slaughter City. At the crucial moment, he was parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King and became the current King of Slaughter." Tang Hao lamented, "If it weren't for that damned Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, my great-grandfather Tang Chen would have become a god long ago. Our Clear Sky Sect wouldn't be suppressed by the Spirit Hall like this now. Ah Yin, and Xiao San, your Xiao Wu won't be able to either."
"Therefore, we have another purpose in going to the City of Slaughter: to rescue our great-grandfather, Tang Chen, from the parasitic possession of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King. With his help, we will have a greater chance of defeating the Spirit Hall," Tang San said.
"Then I'll do as you say." Tang Hao's eyes immediately filled with hope again. He led Tang San out of the dark room and onto the bustling street outside. Tang Hao's hateful gaze fell upon the Spirit Hall of the city.
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