No One Can Stop Tang San Now! (Continued)

A certain Second-Level God read it out in a low voice. They couldn't help but look around. In the current prosperous Douluo God Realm, after tens of thousands of years, only five Supreme God King have been born!

And this Tang family... relying solely on Tang San San's scheming and "luck," they were actually able to mass-produce six God-Kings in the future?!

This goes beyond "outrageous"; it's downright Divine Realm!

With six God Kings in place, the Douluo God Realm and the God Realm Committee all become meaningless.

The Divine Realm could easily be renamed "Tang Family Divine Realm"!

All the power and resources of the entire Divine Realm will become the private property of the Tang family.

"Isn't... isn't there anyone who can stop this guy?" a young deity asked in a hoarse voice.

However, the answer to this question has already been revealed in the memories.

No one can stop Tang San now!

The Asura God, the strongest God of Law Enforcement -king, left the Divine Realm after passing on his godhood to Tang San, and his whereabouts became unknown.

With Tang San's "help" or "tacit approval," the Godess of Kindness and the Evil God, this divine couple, left gracefully with their core divine inheritance, leaving the power of the God Realm Committee to Tang San's daughter Tang Wutong, and son-in-law Huo Yuhao —essentially handing over a key position directly to the Tang family.

The only God of Destruction still had the strength and willingness to oppose Tang San's ideals... was betrayed and misunderstood by his wife, the Life Goddess, at a crucial moment. In the end, he chose to give up and sacrificed himself with his wife to save the Divine Realm. However, he also completely vacated his position and handed over the two God-King titles of Life and Destruction to Tang San, making them the perfect wedding dress that he arranged for his son and daughter-in-law.

One link leads to another, one step leads to another.

Of the five veteran God Kings, none of them could restrain Tang San's rise, whether due to succession, departure, or sacrifice.

When the dust settled, the higher-ups of the God Realm Committee had been completely controlled by Tang San and his blood relatives and in-laws.

It could be said that at that time, the Divine Realm had already become Tang San's personal fiefdom.

The supreme divine position of the God-King was naturally like family property in his hands; he could give it to whomever he wanted and pass it on however he pleased.

The so-called rules, balance, and public opinion are merely empty words.

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The gods, having figured out all these crucial points, fell into a long silence.

An indescribable sense of powerlessness and absurdity spread through me.

The Douluo God Realm, which they fought for and protected for countless years, ultimately saw its highest power change in a manner akin to "family abdication."

While speechless, an uncontrollable, almost sarcastic, resentment grew wildly in the hearts of the gods.

"Are none of these god-kings reliable?!"

"The Asura God runs away so fast, doesn't he even look at the kind of successor he chose!"

"Destruction and life... Alas, God of Destruction, you're really stubborn to the end! Life Goddess, you... how could you..." Some deities were particularly heartbroken and bewildered by the Life Goddess's betrayal.

"So those five veteran God Kings either ran away or went to their deaths... and in the end, it all benefited Tang San's family?"

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Just as the gods held their breath, watching the predetermined future unfold in their memories, the light screen above suddenly went black without warning!

"Huh?" The gods were taken aback, thinking that something had gone wrong in the memory extraction process, or that Tang San's soul had finally collapsed from the strain.

However, this darkness did not last long.

A few breaths later, the light screen lit up again, but the scene that came into view made all the gods feel a strong sense of astonishment and eeriness.

The scene has changed.

It is no longer a magnificent and awe-inspiring temple in the Divine Realm.

Instead, it was a rather simple and plain-looking dormitory room. There were wooden bed boards, simple tables and chairs, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of wood.

In the center of the image, the boy lying on the bed slowly wakes up.

His eyes were initially dazed, but then a torrent of unfamiliar memories, like a tsunami, washed over and overwhelmed him! The boy clutched his head and let out a suppressed groan of pain, his body trembling violently.

By sharing this perspective, the gods in the Divine Realm also simultaneously witnessed a life trajectory drastically different from the memories of the "future God-King."

This is a story about a boy named Tang San who lives in a drastically changed Douluo Continent.

His secret background as a human-animal hybrid was ruthlessly revealed to the public when he was young, and the news spread to every corner of the continent.

The union of Tang Hao, the father, and the Soul Beast Ah Yin was no longer a tragic love story, but was regarded by the entire Soul Master World as an unforgivable blasphemy and a grave crime, "Worthy of everyone's condemnation!"

The once-leading Clear Sky Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, suffered a blow far greater than in the original history.

The Clear Sky Sect is no longer just targeted by the Spirit Hall, but by almost all Soul Master forces—including the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan (from Yu Xiaogang's lineage), the Star Luo Empire (Dai Mubai), the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect (Ning Rongrong), and so on...

These forces have been working together, either openly or covertly, to suppress and isolate the Clear Sky Sect.

Even more cruelly, Xiao Wu, the Soft Bone Rabbit who should have met him, gotten to know him, eventually became his wife, and even shared a divine position, had already been hunted down and become someone else's Soul Ring when Tang San regained consciousness after transmigrating.

It seems that a new Blue Silver Emperor has been born among the Blue Silver Grass Clan, and Tang San has lost the possibility of awakening the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline.

Penniless, the world is against me, my beloved died young, and my bloodline is severed...

The God King Tang San, who transmigrated from another world, gradually suffered a mental breakdown and was on the verge of madness amidst these successive bad news and universal condemnation.

"No! This shouldn't be!!" Tang San roared inwardly. He desperately wanted to change things, to struggle, and to reclaim everything that should have been his from his memories.

However, reality is harsh.

Without the miraculous encounter with the Immortal Herb at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, without Xiao Wu's sacrifice and companionship, without the financial support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Compared to those "top geniuses" who suddenly emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, whose talents and opportunities seemed to far exceed the norm, his methodical and even doubly diligent cultivation speed appeared ridiculously slow, and the gap between them widened further and further.

Finally, after being hit hard time and time again, Tang San's gaze fell on the Eight Spider Lances on his back.

The jagged, purplish-black barbs gleamed ominously in the dim light.

After a brief struggle...

Tang San has fallen!

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"Power... I need power... faster and stronger power..." Tang San murmured, his eyes filled with the madness and desperation of someone driven to the brink of despair.

His initial idea of using the Eight Spider Lances only in combat against the enemy wavered.

He lowered the bar.

Tang San began to use the life-devouring properties of the Eight Spider Lances to hunt down weak Soul Beast, and even... lone Soul Master, in secluded corners.

They forcibly absorbed their life essence and Soul Power, transforming them into nutrients for their own rapid improvement.

Each time he devoured something, his Soul Power Level soared at an abnormal speed, but it also caused the darkness and resentment in his heart to grow day by day.

However, such unorthodox practices are destined to be short-lived.

During a hunt, he slipped up and was discovered and captured by elites from the Spirit Hall during a joint patrol. He was then imprisoned in the Spirit Hall's heavily guarded dungeon.

The dungeon was dark, damp, and exuded an aura of despair.

Tang San knew he was finished. In this situation where everyone was his enemy, falling into the hands of his mortal foe meant he had no chance of survival.

Just as he was about to be completely consumed by despair, a crazy idea struck him.

He saw in the next cell the haggard-looking teacher, Yu Xiaogang, who had just been imprisoned.

Yu Xiaogang only had trust in him.

"Teacher... I'm sorry... but I need strength... a glimmer of hope..."

Taking advantage of Yu Xiaogang's trust in him, Tang San launched a sneak attack and successfully absorbed him...

Devour...

In order to seize that slim chance of escape, Tang San did not hesitate to use the Eight Spider Lances to absorb the life of his mentor!

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In the grand hall of the Divine Realm, all who witnessed this scene were utterly silent.

This development does indeed align with reality.

However, all the gods except for the Rakshasa God and the Asura God stared in disbelief at this completely different memory, filled with darkness and betrayal.

Some were amazed by Tang San's ruthlessness.

If their previous memories of being the "future God King" showed them a schemer Tang San...

This memory, then, completely tears away all pretense, revealing the true nature of someone in extreme adversity and despair.

From a pitiful wretch who is universally hated, to a ruthless Evil Soul Master will stop at nothing, and then to... a mad and vicious man who kills his master to survive.

The complexity and danger of Tang San's character have been elevated to a whole new level that would send chills down even the gods' spines.

On the face of the Asura God, which was always as cold and aloof as ten thousand years of ice, a rare and extremely complex emotion appeared, which finally turned into a long and heavy sigh.

The sigh wasn't loud, but it came from the usually ruthless and cold-blooded God of Law Enforcement, Asura God, making it particularly noticeable.

Tang San was, after all, the candidate personally chosen by him, whose soul he had guided to reincarnate into the Douluo Plane at the cost of divine power.

Even later, when a genius named Kai emerged and showed potential that was even more suited to the Asura's path of slaughter and judgment than Tang San, the Asura God, though wavering in his heart, never truly made up his mind to completely abandon his attention and investment in Tang San.

Perhaps there was a subtle emotion involved, one that he himself was unwilling to admit, stemming from the "hands-on nurturing" of his craft. Just as a craftsman is always more forgiving of his first work, this led the Asura God to choose to observe.

That is, until Tang San began hunting Soul Beast and Soul Master in order to gain power.

The last trace of hesitation and expectation in the eyes of the Asura God vanished completely.

Depravity!

This also severed the last causal connection between the Asura God and Tang San.

Tang San's actions have completely slid into God of Evil and depravity, running counter to the justice and order represented by the Asura God.

But perhaps it was that tiny bit of "special emotion" that caused the Asura God to make a thought-provoking decision while completely abandoning Tang San.

He did not directly kill the degenerate Tang San, nor did he let him fend for himself.

Instead, they introduced Tang San to Rakshasa God, who was also searching for a successor.

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As the last bizarre and fantastical memory faded completely, only Tang San, barely alive and with a wounded soul, remained on the ground, surrounded by gods with varying expressions.

All the fragments of memory were exposed to the gaze of the Divine Realm.

The gods' gazes toward Tang San had transcended the initial shock and apprehension, becoming extremely complex and scrutinizing, as if they were examining a monster Entanglement in karma and misfortune.