The thought of the strength Huo Yuhao had displayed at the imperial palace earlier filled Dai Hao with both fear and regret.
His heart was in endless agony.
Though he was only a Titled Douluo, Dai Hao had once been the White Tiger military god of the Star Luo Empire. His insight remained intact.
He could see it.
Regardless of how Huo Yuhao had obtained that rank-one Innate Soul Power back then, the strength he had displayed made his Godhood Potential undeniable!
To break through the limit and defy the heavens to become a god!
Within the White Tiger Lineage, only their ancestor Dai Mubai from ten thousand years ago had ever touched such a realm.
Even Dai Mubai had benefited from the Sea God's favor back then!
Although people today had misunderstood Tang San and held misconceptions about the Sea God, ten thousand years ago, it was precisely because the Sea God had been the first to become a god that the miracle of the Shrek Seven Devils ascending one after another had occurred.
Yet...
Ten thousand years later, the White Tiger Lineage had declined until only he, a single Titled Douluo, remained.
And yet...
Huo Yuhao, this junior with the potential to become a god, carried the blood of the White Tiger Family even if his martial soul was not the Evil-Eyed White Tiger.
He should have borne the surname Dai!
He was clearly his own son, yet now they were strangers, even driven to kill each other.
Hell, forget Huo Yuhao—even Dai Luoli, who had achieved something himself, had completely severed their father-son bond, thicker than blood.
How tragic. They could have risen alongside Huo Yuhao, turning the White Tiger Family into eternal imperial kin.
Such a precious opportunity...
Had been buried by him and his wife