I'm more like his father than you are!

This change happened too suddenly, catching Chen Ye completely off guard. But looking at Tang Wulin, there was no expression on his face.

"Although I absorbed his Golden Dragon King bloodline, as a price, I helped him awaken the Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer."

"I gave him the true capital to survive in this world, instead of suppressing a disaster within him like you did."

"Do you know, if not handled properly, he would have surely died!"

Chen Ye's gaze coldly fixed on Tang Wulin, or rather, Tang San.

Although initially surprised, he harbored no good feelings towards this Tang Godking hiding behind the scenes.

Seeing the other party dare to come and bark, he directly questioned him.

Tang San was silent for a moment, but his eyes were exceptionally cold: "This has nothing to do with you! Although the Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer are strong, without a divine bloodline, my son can never become a god!"

"Only by possessing the power of the Golden Dragon King can he become a god, and wait for our return!"

"Deep love leads to far-reaching plans. Because I love Wulin, I don't want to see his tombstone when we return!"

Tang San spoke decisively, but Chen Ye glanced at him sideways, a look of disdain on his face: "Born but not raised, someone like you can be called a father!"

"So compared to you, I feel more like his dad!"

Chen Ye looked at Tang San, his gaze very sincere. This direct look completely stunned Tang San.

Tang San looked at Chen Ye, not expecting the youth to say such a thing.

"You little brat, you're looking for death!"

Anger flashed across Tang San's face. With a low growl, his Blue Silver Grass surged.

Countless dark blue vines appeared, but Chen Ye's expression remained unchanged.

"Do you really think you're still that high and mighty God King? Your mental attacks are ineffective against me, and your combat experience, no matter how rich, is currently only two rings for Tang Wulin."

Chen Ye's eyes reddened slightly. While they were talking, Tang San had been accumulating mental attacks.

He hadn't expected this, or rather, he hadn't realized how insidious and cunning this Tang Godking truly was.

But fortunately, the mental attack had no effect on him. After blocking the mental attack, Chen Ye's first soul ring lit up.

He looked intently at Tang Wulin, or rather, at Tang San, a ferocious smile appearing on his face:

"They say father's love is like a mountain. Your Majesty God King, I'll teach you some manners first!"

After speaking, Chen Ye didn't hold back. He took a step forward, and the Blue Silver Grass on his body shattered.

As he closed in, Tang San tried to raise his hand to unleash Blue Silver Grass again.

But his mind faltered. Within his body, Tang Wulin's consciousness was struggling against him, and the soul spirits on his body were resisting fiercely.

"Damn it, why is this happening?!"

Tang San's tone was filled with anger. Because of Chen Ye's interference, he hadn't gained any trust from Tang Wulin.

This resulted in Tang San being unable to gain Tang Wulin's cooperation, even though he was forcibly controlling Tang Wulin's body with his divine sense.

Moreover, because of this delay, Chen Ye had already closed in. Without hesitation, his fist landed directly on Tang Wulin's face.

Tang San was knocked to the ground, his face filled with extreme anger.

How many years had it been since he became a God King? How many years had it been since anyone dared to disrespect him so much, let alone lay a hand on him.

But what angered Tang San the most was not this, but that his own son showed no resistance whatsoever.

Tang Wulin had actually gotten used to being beaten by Chen Ye. Thinking of Chen Ye calling Tang Wulin his son, Tang San was already on the verge of breaking down from anger.

He raised his hand and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer. Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer, he relaxed slightly.

After all, the Clear Sky Hammer, as a top-tier martial soul, was one of the most powerful martial souls, capable of fighting above its level.

But before Tang San could make a move, Chen Ye had already ridden on top of Tang Wulin and then slapped him repeatedly.

His body was controlled by Chen Ye's Dragon's Might. With his body restrained, he couldn't unleash his Clear Sky Hammer at all.

Feeling the extreme pain on his face, a dark blue light flickered in Tang San's eyes.

Chen Ye grunted, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were exceptionally firm as he continued to slap him again and again.

Feeling the constant, intense pain on his face was not the most important thing; the most important thing was the humiliation.

"Just you wait. I'll be back soon, and then I'll make your entire bloodline extinct!"

"I hope you're still alive then. I'll kill all your kin right in front of you!"

Tang San's tone was exceptionally cold. Even when he was at his weakest on the Douluo Continent, no one had dared to humiliate him like this.

Zhao Wuji humiliated him, and he fought Zhao Wuji to the death; Qian Renxue humiliated him, and he didn't let Qian Renxue off either.

None of those who humiliated him had a good end; they either died or lost everything.

But at this moment, Chen Ye looked at him, his face showing only strangeness, no fear.

If others knew Tang San's identity, they would surely be terrified, even lose their composure, and give him an opening.

After all, Tang San had become a god long ago, a legendary God King. Even Gu Yue Na would be wary of his retaliation.

But the problem was, Chen Ye knew the truth: the other party would be back in about ten thousand years at least.

Wait ten thousand years for him to return, and then who knows who will kill whom.

He doesn't even need ten thousand years; give him a few decades, and he's confident he can re-establish a God Realm, or even a God Star.

"I'll wait for you. I know a part of your divine sense remains in every layer of the seal!"

"Then watch Tang Wulin call me dad with your own eyes!"

"You're asking for death!"

Tang San was already furious to the extreme. Tang Wulin's face was swollen.

As the one who had completely taken over his body, Tang San could naturally feel the pain.

But before he could say anything else, Chen Ye's left hand transformed into a Golden Dragon Claw, and he fiercely slapped down.

Tang Wulin's head was knocked to the side. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes glazed over.

The azure blue in his eyes began to scatter slightly.

"What are you pretending for? If I had told Tang Wulin all those truths, what do you think he would think of you?"

"Could you really not stop the Golden Dragon King from entering his body back then? Or did you not want to?"

"You coveted the Dragon God's status yourself, wanting to obtain the Dragon God's power, so you sacrificed your own son for it!"

"He could have lived a good life with you all in the God Realm, but you directly threw him onto the Douluo Continent."

"The Golden Dragon King was a disaster for him. Did you know he would have died long ago if no one had helped him?"

"Now you're talking to me about being his father? I'm more of a father to him than you are!"

After speaking, Chen Ye ignored Tang San and raised his hand to slap down again.

He clearly didn't hold back with this slap. Tang Wulin opened his mouth and spat out blood.

Fortunately, he had the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul; otherwise, he would have lost several teeth.

However, the impact directly stunned Tang San's consciousness, or rather, most of his divine sense was forced to retreat back into the Golden Dragon King's seal.