Chapter 77: ...Died Again
The realm of gods.
It was also in a magnificent palace.
"As law enforcement deities, we should not arbitrarily interfere in matters of the mortal realm."
The God of Destruction's entire head was shrouded in a purple cloak, with only a pair of scarlet eyes flashing with a crimson light, but there was no blame in his tone.
"I merely allowed the legacy mark to burn; that hardly counts as interference. In comparison, the Asura went far too far."
The God of Life, dressed in green, now wore a hint of doubt on his holy and gentle face.
"Shura said that the Angel God neglected his duties, leaving behind the inheritance of his divine position and entrusting it to him and the Sea God before leaving the divine realm. But why is he now in the lower realm, and why is he reincarnated so completely?"
The God of Destruction merely sneered: "The Angel God ascended to the divine realm after only a thousand years, creating his own divine position. Although he has talent, he is too foolish. His authority not only involves holiness, justice, and judgment, but also aims to eradicate all evil and disease in the world."
"Evil may not care about these things, but it won't help her either. Asura, he and Rakshasa are both gods of evil..."
"I initially thought the Angel God was forced to leave the divine realm because Shura was constantly targeting him, but now it seems that Shura has gone even further than I imagined!"
It's not unheard of for deities to be reincarnated and experience life in the mortal realm after a period of stillness, but they always make arrangements in advance to avoid any unexpected events.
But just now they clearly discovered that the angel god's reincarnation was very thorough, and apart from that little bit of true spirit, he had almost no connection with his previous life.
"If I hadn't reminded that little guy to take action earlier, the Angel God might have disappeared completely."
The Goddess of Life frowned slightly. If it was indeed the work of Asura, then it was going too far, and it had already violated the rules of the divine realm.
The God of Destruction's crimson eyes gleamed beneath his wide cloak: "This may not be a bad thing for the angel; she seems to have undergone some strange changes this time."
"She used to be all about light and extreme justice, wanting to judge and destroy all evil. She was too strong... This is also closely related to why she was targeted by Shura at every turn but had no one to help her."
"But now, she too has been tainted by darkness."
The God of Life added, "If she can return to the God Realm, Shura will probably have a headache."
The two of them frowned simultaneously as soon as they finished speaking.
"Hmph, that Shura guy is trying to interfere in the human realm again... I'll go keep an eye on him!"
The God of Destruction snorted, and with a flash of purplish-red light, he vanished from his spot.
The God of Life shook his head helplessly, but didn't pay it any mind.
"We could give that little guy a small reward first..."
"Hmm, this is also part of the succession to godhood... this shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules."
...
"Hmm... So they are the descendants of that loser. This family is quite a good match for my lineage."
"That Bibi Dong has caught the eye of Rakshasa, and now he's the only candidate to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain... Well... I'm doing this all for the sake of inheritance, so it's not against the rules!"
A flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes, and two orbs of blood-red light flew from the speaker's fingertips...
boom!
A burst of purplish-black divine light swept across, instantly obliterating one of the blood-red lights, reducing it to nothingness.
"Shura, as a god of law enforcement, you knowingly break the law! Come out and fight me!"
...
Outside the Blue Silver Forest, near the Star Town.
A small mound resembling a grave has appeared here at some unknown time.
Regardless, Tang Hao was a titled Douluo, so after digging out all of Tang Hao's soul bones, Dugu Bo still gave him a simple burial, so that the dignified Clear Sky Douluo wouldn't just be left to rot in the wilderness.
Sudden.
A crimson light seemed to descend from the heavens.
It moved with incredible speed, disappearing in a flash, and landed on the small mound.
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, the mound suddenly exploded, and a blood-red figure, its body stiff and contorted, crawled out from within, enveloped in crimson light.
"I am... Tang Hao."
"Sect... Clear Sky."
"My son... Tang San."
"Home is..."
With a hazy and incomplete consciousness, the blood-soaked man ran wildly in the southwest direction.
...
Holy Soul Village.
Tang San was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff behind the mountain, trying to breathe in the air again and again, but he couldn't get into the state of meditation.
"Tang Hao leaving is a good thing for me. Now that he only has to support me and there's no one to control me, I'll have a lot of time to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Art, and I can even try to forge some hidden weapons using those iron blocks."
"But why do I feel so uneasy today... Could it be that Tang Hao is coming back?"
Ever since he harbored resentment towards Tang Hao, their relationship has been very poor over the years.
Tang Hao was a drunkard who didn't care about his life at all. If he hadn't been precocious and cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Art, he would have had more lives than an ordinary baby could have had.
Even though he was only two or three years old, Tang San had to cook and do laundry every day, taking on the responsibility of supporting two people.
But Tang San never complained; he simply wrote it all down silently.
A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years!
In Tang San's heart, he no longer owed Tang Hao anything; now he only felt hatred.
If given the chance, kill him immediately; he can live a better life on his own!
boom!
With a roar, a crimson light rushed in from afar.
Tang San felt a chill run down his spine from afar, and the hairs on his body stood on end. This aura was too terrifying!
Whoosh!
The light was as fast as lightning, passing right past Tang San and continuing on its way.
"Tang...Dad?"
"How did you become like this? And what about your strength?"
When Tang San realized that the terrifying crimson light emanating from this aura was actually his father in this life, Tang Hao, he immediately changed his words in an attempt to awaken a fatherly love that might never have existed.
But Tang Hao was in a daze at the time and paid no attention to him. He just rushed forward in a certain direction, overcoming all obstacles.
a long time.
In an unnamed mountain, the crimson light on Tang Hao's body suddenly disappeared.
He immediately collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing and writhing like a lump of mud, but in such pain he couldn't utter a sound.
Tang San mustered his courage to examine his body, but was immediately frightened and retreated repeatedly.
The dense array of dragon whisker needles was enough to frighten even a seasoned expert in concealed weapons like him, not to mention the missing bones...
"The way they took him away so quickly, and the severity of his injuries, suggests they've provoked a powerful enemy. And those dragon whisker needles... could that enemy also be skilled in hidden weapons?"
Tang San was somewhat surprised and suspicious, but his gaze toward Tang Hao had turned cold.
There was no longer any father-son affection between them, and now Tang Hao had provoked a powerful enemy, putting him in danger!
Most importantly, Tang Hao was in such a state at that moment that he had absolutely no ability to fight back!
"Once you've identified your opponent as an enemy, and they're determined to die, don't show them any mercy; otherwise, you'll only create more trouble for yourself."
The hatred between him and Tang Hao runs deep, and he must not miss this opportunity!
Tang San activated his Mysterious Heaven Art and carefully took out several dragon whisker needles.
Then, without any hesitation, he used exquisite technique to stab Tang Hao in several vital points one after another!
The mountain breeze suddenly stopped, and the grass and trees swayed gently...
This pool of mud finally came to a complete standstill.
Tang San was always wary. He frowned and stared at Tang Hao for a long time before carefully taking a knife out of his pocket...
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