Ah Yin Weeps, My Child! Not a Bastard!

"Don't worry. Once I help Xiao San destroy Spirit Hall and fulfill our long-held wish, I'll immediately find a way to bring you back to life."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of promise.

"I know you've suffered all these years."

"Back then... back then, it was an accident too. I didn't expect Spirit Hall to catch up so quickly."

The Blue Silver Grass atop the stone platform—the true body belonging to Ah Yin—swayed gently, releasing a faint ripple of spiritual energy.

What it contained was not longing or affection, but clear anger and accusation.

The warmth on Tang Hao's face instantly froze.

His brows slowly furrowed, and his voice sank.

"Ah Yin, what do you mean by this?"

The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass shook even more violently, its fury crashing against Tang Hao's mind like waves.

Tang Hao abruptly rose to his feet. An utterly domineering aura exploded from inside his body, causing the entire Secret Chamber to tremble faintly.

"You... are angry at me?"

"Why?!"

"Because of that bastard?!"

Tang Hao's voice was filled with suppressed rage. He stared fixedly at Ah Yin's true body, blood vessels creeping across his eyes.

"You're actually losing your temper with me over that bastard from God knows where?"

Ah Yin's true body trembled violently. Grief and fury intertwined, nearly tearing apart her fragile origin.

"Heh, it seems you still know nothing!"

A savage smile appeared on Tang Hao's face.

"I'll tell you!"

"That bastard has nothing to do with me, Tang Hao!"

"Back then, I threw him into the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest, where Spirit Beasts roamed everywhere. I imagine he's long since been reduced to bones!"

Those words were like the most vicious curse. Every word turned into a blade, stabbing viciously into Ah Yin's heart.

Only then did she understand why Tang Hao had never mentioned the other child after she gave birth.

She had once been suspicious, but she soon became pregnant with her second child. Tang Hao's repeated persuasion and tenderness gradually dispelled her doubts.

But later, Spirit Hall's pursuit came one after another.

In order to protect Tang Hao and Tang San, she had resolutely chosen to sacrifice herself.

She had thought she had protected everyone she cherished.

So... so the truth was this unbearable and cruel!

Her eldest son, her poor child, had actually been abandoned in the most dangerous forest by her husband—his own biological father!

A heart-rending sorrow and fury erupted from the depths of Ah Yin's origin.

Her heart ached for her child—the child who had never felt even a trace of maternal love since birth, and had even been cast aside as a bastard by his father!

"Bzzzt—!"

The true body of the Blue Silver Grass unleashed an unprecedented spiritual shockwave, and the entire Secret Chamber shook violently beneath this storm of emotion.

Tang Hao was forced back a step by the spiritual force, his expression growing even darker.

"Hmph! It seems I was right not to revive you!"

He flicked his sleeve and turned away, his voice devoid of warmth.

"Ah Yin, stay here and calm down properly!"

With that, he no longer spared Ah Yin another glance and strode out of the Secret Chamber.

After leaving the Secret Chamber, Tang Hao looked towards the sky.

Even deep underground, the radiance of the Great Dao Golden Ranking still shone down clearly before his eyes.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Great Dao Golden Ranking..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"If not for Spirit Hall—if I had successfully absorbed Ah Yin's Spirit Ring and Soul Bone, avoided severe injury, and grown steadily—the top three of this Ranking List would surely have had a place for me!"

"Spirit Hall! Bibi Dong! You all deserve to die!"

Meanwhile, at the Jialing Pass battlefield.

Within the Spirit Hall Empire's main camp, everyone's gaze gathered at the bottom of the golden ranking.

"It's about to be revealed! Fifteenth Place!"

"Who could it be? Which Titled Douluo?"

Ghost Douluo Gui Mei said in a low voice, "Looking across the continent, there are only a handful of experts above Level 95. This fifteenth place may well be one of the Spirit Hall Empire's Venerables."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Under everyone's gaze, the Ten Thousand Zhang Golden Light gradually condensed, eventually forming two ancient, weathered golden characters.

[Douluo Strength Ranking—Fifteenth Place: Chen Xin]

[Identity: Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Dao Leader]

[Spirit Martial: Seven Kill Sword]

[Soul Power Level: Level 97 Douluo]

[Reward: Heavenly Dao Divine Light (can temper the Spirit Martial and increase soul power), one God-Bestowed Soul Ring (Hundred Thousand Years)]

The moment the words "Chen Xin" appeared, the entire Spirit Hall Empire camp fell into utter silence.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyelids twitched violently.

The smile on Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's face froze.

"Chen Xin? How could it be him?"

"A Level 97 Sword Douluo is only fifteenth?"

"Th-this... could the Ranking List be wrong?"

After that brief silence came an uproar that soared into the heavens.

On the Heaven Dou Empire's side, the atmosphere likewise shifted from anticipation to astonishment.

"Fifteenth place is about to be revealed!"

"It must be Dai Laoda! Dai Laoda is a Level 95 Battle Soul Douluo—getting on the Ranking List is definitely no problem!"

Ma Hongjun shouted boisterously.

The Shrek Members were also rather confident.

In their view, Level 95 already meant standing at the peak of the continent. Ranking fifteenth was perfectly reasonable.

However, when those two characters appeared, every voice came to an abrupt stop.

Dai Mubai's face alternated between green and white, his fists clenching unconsciously.

Oscar did not even notice when his sausage fell to the ground.

"Sword Douluo... Senior Chen Xin?"

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock.

"Senior Chen Xin is only fifteenth?"

The arrogance on Yu Xiaogang's face vanished completely, replaced by a grave expression.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin possessed the Seven Kill Sword, the Tool Martial Soul universally acknowledged as the continent's number one in offensive power.

His cultivation had reached Level 97. With a long sword in hand, his combat power was so formidable that even Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was Level 98, would not dare claim he could defeat him with certainty.

Yet such an expert was merely at the very bottom of the Ranking List?

Then what terrifying existences were the fourteen people ranked above him?

Could they all be Level 98, or even Level 99 Peerless Douluos?

Or perhaps... gods?

Tang San's brows furrowed tightly as waves of agitation came from the Heart of the Sea God.

He had originally believed that, bearing a Dual God Position, he should be the absolute strongest on this continent.

But now, it seemed that this world still hid many experts he knew nothing about.

That stirred within him a trace of frustration at being unable to control the situation.

Outside the Star Dou Great Forest, a figure in azure was slowly making his way toward Jialing Pass.

Tang Chen's expression was calm. He did not pay much attention to the Ranking List above the firmament.