When Tang San saw the ten of them, his face darkened. "You... How did you get here?"
Yu Tianheng walked up to Tang San and patted him on the shoulder. "Ah San, we were invited here to help you complete your Final Divine Trial."
Dai Mubai came over and patted Tang San's shoulder too. "You need us brothers to help you clear Shura God's Ninth Trial. You should be thanking us."
"What did you say?" Tang San's face turned green. "I need help from the likes of you to pass my Divine Trial? Get lost!"
Ma Hongjun draped an arm over Tang San's shoulders. "Ah San, don't be so sure. What if the trial's requirements come down in a moment and you really do need us?"
Tang San glared at the ten of them with contempt. "Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar—without me, none of you would have become gods in the Previous Life. That goes double for you, Yu Tianheng, Dai Weisi, and Feng Xiaotian. And Xue Beng, without me, Tang San, would you have become emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire? As for Er Ming, the greatest help you could give me would be to Sacrifice your Soul Ring and Soul Bone to me. Tailong, what are you? You're a dog of the Tang Family. Since when does a dog get to sit at the table and lord it over its master? And Bu Le, what bloodline do you have? What noble birth? You're nothing but filth, yet you dare show your face before me?"
Tang San swept a venomous gaze over all ten of them. "I am the Son of Destiny, the Boy Chosen by the Asura God! I was born to become a god. Why would I need your help?"
After that vicious tirade, Dai Mubai and