Pseudo-Reborn Tang Hao

Ah Yin saw that their side had fallen into a perilous situation and hurriedly played the emotional card. "Yuhao, don't you care about Wu Tong's feelings?"

"Wu Tong? Hahahaha." Huo Yuhao laughed in rage at those words.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Hao asked.

"Don't think I don't know that you intended to use your daughter to ensnare me from the very beginning. I did fall for Wang Donger and Wang Qiu'er." Huo Yuhao sneered. As a transmigrator, he knew Wang Donger and Wang Qiu'er's origins, so he had been wary of them from the start. Naturally, his feelings had not developed as quickly as those of the original owner. Yet he had indeed been moved by these two women who devoted themselves wholeheartedly to him. Thinking of this, he continued, "But before I could even begin to love them, their dear father had already killed them and left behind a Stitched Monster."

"Shut up! Wu Tong isn't a Stitched Monster! Wu Tong is Wang Donger and Wang Qiu'er!" Ah Yin retorted furiously.

Huo Yuhao said angrily, "Only people like you would treat a Stitched Monster pieced together from a few fragments of souls as your granddaughter. But I'll never regard her as my lover. Would you love a Dog Chain wrapped around your neck?"

"So your love for Wu Tong was fake? What did you do to her?" Ah Yin was both shocked and furious.

"Tang San used his daughter to spy on me, so he shouldn't blame me for controlling her mind. She then turned around and bewitched Tang San. Back and forth, wasn't she just a tool?" Huo Yuhao said coldly.

"No—" Ah Yin fell into a daze. The Life Core had gravely wounded her, and then the Plane Will dealt her another blow. Her body was destroyed, and her soul began to wear away.

"Ah Yin—" Tang Hao let out a mournful cry. Ignoring Huo Yuhao's pursuit, he turned to save Ah Yin.

"Brother Hao, don't—" At the final moment before her soul dispersed, Ah Yin cried out to Tang Hao.

"You should worry about yourself instead of others." While Tang Hao was distracted, Huo Yuhao used Black Tiger Steals Heart, piercing through Tang Hao's back and seizing his beating heart.

"Huo Yuhao, Life Core, Plane Will, don't celebrate too soon. Little San is a God King. He'll avenge Ah Yin and me." Blood flowed from Tang Hao's lips. His life was slipping away, yet he still spoke stubbornly.

"Sea God, Shura God, Butterfly God, Lord of the Plane, Life Core, and the three Divine Thrones you plotted for—the Destruction God Divine Throne, the Life God Divine Throne, and the Dragon God Divine Throne. The Tang Family will build a towering Divine Temple across the Douluo Continent and even the Divine Realm, laying out a feast packed with guests. If you survive this calamity, both the Divine Realm and the Douluo Continent will fall under your rule, with no force left capable of shaking you in the slightest." Huo Yuhao toyed with Tang Hao's beating heart at his fingertips, mockery flashing through his deep-blue eyes. "It's my honor to be your calamity—the one who will personally tear down this Divine Temple."

"What do you mean?" Unease flashed through Tang Hao's heart.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Your Little San is already waiting in hell for you to join him." With that, Huo Yuhao crushed Tang Hao's heart.

"Rebellion! The Tang Family Son-in-Law has devoured his master!"

Tang Hao roared and abruptly sat up in a bed at the inn.

"What? What Tang Family Son-in-Law? Brother Hao, what are you talking about?" Tang Xiao asked in confusion from the other bed.

Hearing that, Tang Hao looked at Tang Xiao and froze. For a moment, he did not even recognize who the other man was.

"You're... Tang Xiao?"

"Are you stupid? If I'm not Tang Xiao, then who am I?" Tang Xiao said.

Tang Hao gathered his thoughts and reached for his chest, feeling his beating heart. He was alive.

Accustomed to the supreme power of the Lord of the Plane, Tang Hao could not adapt to being so weak all at once.

Tang Xiao? My brother should have died twenty thousand years ago. How could this be? A suspicion arose in Tang Hao's heart.

He asked his brother about the current year, the situation across the continent, and other matters. In the end, Tang Hao reached a conclusion—

He had been reborn.

He had been reborn twenty thousand years in the past, when Spirit Hall had not yet been destroyed, Little San had not yet been born, and his relationship with Ah Yin had not yet been confirmed.

At this time, he was as weak as an ant, possessing only the strength of a Soul Saint.

But that was not necessarily a bad thing.

Little San was an exceptionally intelligent man. Every step he took pushed the Tang Family to the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, making it one of the foremost families in the world and even the universe.

However, the one thing Little San had failed to account for was Huo Yuhao—a White-Eyed Wolf that could neither be raised nor fed into loyalty.

The Son of Destiny should have belonged to the Tang Family. The Tang Family had yielded the position of Son of Destiny to Huo Yuhao, spared no effort in nurturing and supporting him, and even married their beautiful granddaughter to him, helping him attain a First-level God Divine Throne. Who could have expected that this bastard would turn against them at the crucial moment of the Tang Family's rise?

Whenever Tang Hao recalled Ah Yin's fall and the moment that White-Eyed Wolf Huo Yuhao crushed his heart, he wished he could travel ten thousand years into the future and personally cut down that Little Wolf Cub Huo Yuhao to vent the hatred in his heart.

But now that he had been reborn, even if it was a little early, it did not matter.

In his previous life, he had not known that Tang San was protected by the Shura God in the Divine Realm, and he had fled Spirit Hall's pursuit like a homeless dog. Yet after Becoming a God, Tang Hao finally learned the truth about his past.

It turned out that the Shura God had protected their family all along. At critical moments, Divine Slaughter's Domain could even awaken the Shura God's power, allowing him to challenge those above his rank as easily as taking something from his pocket.

With such a powerful backing, what did Tang Hao have to fear? In his eyes, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu of Spirit Hall were nothing but dry bones in graves. If he got another chance, he would dare to shit and piss on Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong's heads.

Tang Hao's heart swelled with pride. After carefully reviewing his memories, he realized that Spirit Hall was nothing to fear in this era. Even if he retraced the path of his previous life, Little San was destined to Become a God. When that time came, with Dual God Unity, Spirit Hall would surely be destroyed in one stroke. The only one he needed to watch out for was Huo Yuhao ten thousand years later.

But by that era ten thousand years later, Little San would already be a lofty God King. Scheming against a Son of Destiny who had yet to grow was nothing more than child's play. He only needed to remind Little San to guard against Huo Yuhao.

"What a pity." Tang Hao could not help sighing. "Over these twenty thousand years, I had already Become a God. I looked down on the Soul Tools of ten thousand years later and the Battle Armor technology of twenty thousand years later as nothing more than clever tricks, so I never studied them closely. Otherwise, if I had mastered the technology of the future, I could have helped Little San as well."

"Brother Hao, your words and behavior have been rather strange today. Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Xiao's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"It's nothing. My thoughts are simply a little muddled at the moment." Tang Hao repeatedly shook his head.

"As long as it's nothing. Today, we'll confess to Ah Yin together!" Tang Xiao said with a sigh of relief.

Tang Hao nodded. Brother Xiao's words stirred memories from twenty thousand years ago. On this day that year, he and Tang Xiao had confessed to Ah Yin together, never imagining that this day would become the watershed of their fates.