Tang San did not know why Xiao Wu and those ten damn men had disappeared, but it did not matter. He stared at the great door, his eyes blazing.
As long as he passed through that door, he would return to where he belonged.
He would become the Shura God, the Supreme God who wielded Authority over the God Realm Central Hub.
He climbed the steps toward the door without hurrying. He savored this moment, the exquisite instant before success.
Tang San could not help thinking about what he would do once he became a God.
First, he could not tolerate Xiao Wu having anything to do with another man. He would cleanse her, body and soul, and turn her back into the Xiao Wu of his Previous Life, whose heart and eyes had held only him.
Then there was his father. His biological father had done many things to wrong him in this life, but he was still his father, and a dependable pawn. He would have to resurrect him. The Lord of the Plane might only be a Second-level God, but the position was too important to entrust to anyone Tang San did not trust. Of all bonds, he trusted blood the most. Fine. Once he resurrected Tang Hao, he would erase his memories of this life and leave only those from the Previous Life.
And then there was his mother, Ah Yin. Though Tang San wanted to know what it would be like if Tang Xiao were his father, Tang Hao was his father in this life. As a son, he would never tolerate his mother not loving his father, let alone being involved with another man. The Tang Family should be loving, harmonious, and united from top to bottom. Only then could they help him achieve