The Truth Back Then

"Tang San, are you really my Xiao San?"

Tang Hao could only weep bitter tears as the secret he had kept buried for so long was exposed by the Heavenly Curtain just like that.

For all these years, Tang Hao had stubbornly refused to believe the truth, fooling himself with lie after lie.

He had numbed himself with alcohol every day just so he wouldn't have to think about his "son," Tang San.

How could he, a Titled Douluo, have failed to notice something was off about Tang San?

After all, whose child ran up a mountain every day to stare at the sun before he could even talk, and had a whole host of strange moves that no one could even name?

Tang San had been under his nose ever since he was born. Tang Hao was certain that no one had ever taught him those things.

Tang Hao had begun to wonder whether this son of his was really his own flesh and blood.

As he gradually noticed Tang San's odd behavior, Tang Hao began to give up on life.

He ordered Tang San, who he suspected might not even be his son, around every day, making him cook and do all the work himself.

But everything changed when Tang San awakened his Martial Souls at the age of six. Tang Hao discovered that Tang San was a genius with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power.

At that moment, the man whose heart had been dead for so long felt hope flare to life again.

If he trained Tang San well, then sooner or later, Tang San would be able to avenge him against Spirit Hall.

That was why Tang Hao forcibly convinced himself that Tang San's earlier behavior might have come from a legacy passed down from the Divine Realm, and that he really was his son.

Under this delusion, Tang Hao had deceived himself for six whole years.

But today, the Heavenly Curtain's revelations had shattered Tang Hao's fantasy, forcing him to face the green-tinted hat he wore—which somehow wasn't actually green.

Tang San wasn't from Douluo Continent. He had come here from somewhere else.

And his son Tang San's real age might even be about the same as his own.

"No, no. Maybe Xiao San became my son with all his memories intact."

Even now, influenced by the fact that Tang San would become a god in the future, Tang Hao was still deceiving himself.

But the Heavenly Curtain wasn't going to give Tang Hao even a moment to catch his breath.

It struck at the most vulnerable place in Tang Hao's heart:

"Whether Tang San was reincarnated or transmigrated—it turns out we already have the answer."

"Everyone, take a close look at this scene."

Inside the Clear Sky Sect, which had long since sealed its doors and withdrawn from the world, the sect master, Tang Xiao, stared fixedly at the Heavenly Curtain.

Earlier, when he had seen the Heavenly Curtain show that Yu Xiaogang had taught a god—and that this god's surname was Tang—Tang Xiao had only been puzzled. He had assumed it was simply a case of two people sharing a surname. After all, there were plenty of people named Tang on Douluo Continent.

But as he watched Tang San turn out to have Twin Martial Souls, with Blue Silver Grass as his first Martial Soul, Tang Xiao had felt a suspicion stir in his heart.

He suspected Tang San was the son of his long-lost younger brother, Tang Hao. After all, Ah Yin's Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass.

Now, the Heavenly Curtain had finally confirmed that Tang San was the son of his younger brother Tang Hao. The Clear Sky Sect had produced a god!

But before Tang Xiao could enjoy his excitement for long, the Heavenly Curtain went on to say that Tang San, who had become a god, might not actually be Tang Hao's son.

At once, the veins on Tang Xiao's forehead bulged. He couldn't believe it.

Ah Yin was so pure and virtuous. How could she have done anything to betray Tang Hao?

As Tang Xiao sank into a deep fury, the Heavenly Curtain even started showing evidence.

Could it be that the Heavenly Curtain was about to show a scene of Ah Yin betraying Tang Hao?

Furious beyond words, Tang Xiao widened his eyes and covered them tightly with his fingers.

The scene shifted, and the Heavenly Curtain showed a dense forest.

In the forest were a man and a woman. The woman was beautiful and pure-looking, and she held a newborn baby in her arms.

The family of three was fleeing through the forest as fast as they could.

Tang Xiao saw the scene on the Heavenly Curtain clearly. In the blink of an eye, he recognized the man and woman on the screen.

The man fleeing in the scene was his biological younger brother, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao. The person beside him was undoubtedly Ah Yin.

At the sight of them, Tang Xiao's heart leapt into his throat again, and memories from long ago gradually surfaced.

He and Tang Hao had both fallen in love with Ah Yin, so the two brothers had competed for her. Unfortunately, Ah Yin hadn't chosen him.

Tang Xiao had willingly stepped aside. To avoid any awkwardness when they met, he had even taken the initiative to say goodbye to Tang Hao and Ah Yin.

He had done so to leave their relationship and give Tang Hao and Ah Yin room to be together.

His intentions had been good, but after returning to the Clear Sky Sect, the next news he heard about Tang Hao was that Spirit Hall had come to hold him accountable.

They said that Tang Hao had killed the Spirit Hall pope, Qian Xunji, and that Tang Hao had colluded with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Ah Yin, it turned out, was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form.

Tang Xiao had been completely stunned. But with Spirit Hall's overwhelming power, he had no choice but to seal the sect's doors.

All these years, he had kept wondering what had happened back then.

At this moment, Tang Hao in the Heavenly Curtain's scene looked very young, but he was already a Soul Douluo at rank eighty-nine.

Even at rank eighty-nine, with the Clear Sky Hammer—the strongest weapon-type Martial Soul on the continent—and the support of the Clear Sky Sect's secret Ring Explosion technique, there was no way he could have killed Qian Xunji.

And now, he and Ah Yin were fleeing with their child.

A group of people dressed in Spirit Hall uniforms was hot on Tang Hao and Ah Yin's heels. Before long,

Tang Hao and Ah Yin were surrounded by Spirit Hall's people.

Spirit Hall had sent an exceptionally formidable force to capture Tang Hao and Ah Yin. They were led by the current pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, and every one of his subordinates was a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo.

This force had an overwhelming advantage over the weakened Ah Yin and rank-eighty-nine Tang Hao.

And that was exactly what happened. Under Qian Xunji's fierce attacks, Tang Hao and Ah Yin gradually began to falter.

Suddenly, the ninth Soul Ring beneath Qian Xunji's feet began to glow.

"Angel's Glory!"

Qian Xunji clasped his hands together. Behind him, the phantom of a Six-Winged Angel took shape, shining with a sacred yet overbearing golden light.

After gathering power, the Angel Phantom formed a colossal golden beam that shot toward Tang Hao and Ah Yin.

At the sight of that strike, Tang Hao's heart lurched. He was overwhelmed by unspeakable terror.

He didn't dare hold anything back. He drew on every trump card he had to block the attack.

"Today, I'll show you what the strongest weapon-type Martial Soul in the world is—and what the Clear Sky True Body is!"

Then the Seventh Soul Ring on his body suddenly blazed. The black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand burst with intense black light and expanded with the wind, growing to more than a hundred meters long.

Crack—

The Clear Sky True Body collided with the beam, which held terrifying power.

An earth-shaking boom rang out. A terrifying surge of Soul Power rolled outward in waves, and its unstoppable force shook the earth.

"Everyone, watch closely. Here comes the big one!"