Tang San: Son, You've Done Well

"Ah... You've had it hard!"

Tang San sighed and shook his head.

This really was difficult to handle.

The God Realm could not return, and without a God's projection, even if he wanted to pass the Sea God Position to his son, he lacked the means to do so.

Without a God's projection, for his son to forge another path and become a God would be unimaginably difficult.

"Dad doesn't blame you. If anyone is to blame, it's only that Dad lacks the ability to bring the God Realm back quickly.

It's all Dad's fault!

Son, remember this: you will always be Dad's good son.

No matter what you do, Dad will always support you. You've done well—you're the very best!"

After saying this, Tang San no longer dwelled on the matter.

Since it had already happened, no amount of fretting or arguing could change anything.

They still had to resolve the situation before them.

He looked toward the distant Abyssal Sage King.

The Abyssal Sage King's gaze fell upon Tang Wulin and Tang San, a hint of sinister charm gleaming on his handsome face.

"Are you wondering why I was able to descend into your world?"

The Abyssal Sage King looked in Tang Wulin's direction and asked.

For the moment, he had not recognized Tang San.

Tang San had not released any divine aura either.

He simply stood casually beside Tang Wulin, calmly looking at the Abyssal Sage King.

"Yes, I'm wondering."

Tang Wulin spoke coldly.

The Abyssal Sage King smiled faintly. "After six thousand years of painstaking scheming, how could I not share the joy of success with someone? Everything happening today had already been planned six thousand years ago, when we launched our first invasion."

"Our Abyss Plane exists on a higher level than your Douluo Star.