Xuan Zi, Save Me!

"What? Tang Hao was involved in this too?"

At that moment, the scene on the Heavenly Curtain had yet to stop. Instead, it had shifted to Tang Hao.

The people watching the Heavenly Curtain were now filled with curiosity.

Hadn't Tang San possessed Tang Hao's son's body? Why was it saying that Tang Hao was a beast just like Tang San?

Shouldn't Tang Hao be the victim here?

Everyone was confused, but they stared wide-eyed at the Heavenly Curtain, waiting to see what shocking secrets it would reveal next.

This Heavenly Curtain was amazing. It had let them witness such an interesting spectacle.

Clear Sky Sect.

After hearing what the Heavenly Curtain had said, Tang Xiao felt an ominous premonition rise within him.

It was like a huge rock lodged in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He didn't know why he felt this way.

He just had a feeling that the Heavenly Curtain was about to reveal something that would shatter his worldview.

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong stared blankly at the figure on the Heavenly Curtain, whose presence felt familiar yet filled her with intense loathing.

The former pope, her teacher, Qian Xunji—the very person who had destroyed her life!

However, Bibi Dong quickly forced down her anger.

She shifted her attention to Tang San and Tang Hao, the father and son in the scene.

Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, and Tang San, who would become the Sea God and Asura God in the future.

Bibi Dong had never imagined that the disciple of her first love, Yu Xiaogang, would turn out to be the son of an enemy of Spirit Hall.

Once Tang San truly came into his own, there was no doubt he would seek revenge on Spirit Hall.

Rather than wait for Tang San to come after Spirit Hall, she might as well eliminate this threat before he had a chance to grow.

At the thought, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. The air around her turned icy, and she said coldly:

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo!"

"At your service."

Ghost Douluo had already been summoned back by Chrysanthemum Douluo. When the two heard Bibi Dong call for them again, they hurriedly knelt and answered respectfully.

"Set out at once with the forces of Spirit Hall and find Tang San from the Heavenly Curtain."

"When you find him, don't hesitate. Kill him immediately."

"I have only one requirement: bring him back alive or bring me his corpse!"

Bibi Dong's tone was indifferent, and her expression didn't betray the slightest emotion.

After hearing her order, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, then looked back at Bibi Dong with hesitation.

"Your Holiness, it would be easy for the two of us to lead a team and kill Tang San. But Tang Hao, his father, is with him..."

"Of course, this subordinate isn't afraid of Tang Hao. I'm only worried that if the two of us go alone, Tang Hao might escape with Tang San. We could even alert him and ruin Your Holiness's plans."

At their words, Bibi Dong's expression instantly turned cold, her composure so complete that she seemed indifferent.

The silence weighed heavily on Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Just as the two were about to buckle under the pressure, Bibi Dong finally spoke:

"Hmm... I understand. I'll go to the Worship Hall and ask the worship elders to accompany you in carrying this out."

"So this mission can only succeed. Understood?"

"Yes! Thank you, Your Holiness! Thank you, Your Holiness! This subordinate will make sure Tang San is killed!"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly withdrew. Bibi Dong watched them leave.

Conflicted emotions flickered in her clear black-and-white eyes, and the dark depths of her pupils reflected Tang San and Tang Hao.

Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.

Xue Qinghe, whom Qian Renxue was impersonating, stared fixedly at the scene on the Heavenly Curtain.

The Qian Xunji shown on the Heavenly Curtain had died when she was born. Faced with this unfamiliar father, Qian Renxue felt a jumble of emotions she couldn't put into words.

Although her mother was the pope of Spirit Hall and her grandfather was a Limit Douluo of level ninety-nine, Qian Renxue had never felt much familial affection.

Her father was dead. She had never even seen him, and for some reason her mother loathed her and wouldn't even let her call her "Mom."

Her grandfather had even sent her to the Heaven Dou Empire to impersonate Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, all for the sake of Spirit Hall's ambition to unify the continent.

Her family had never given Qian Renxue the slightest warmth.

She didn't understand why her mother treated her this way, or how her father had died.

Now, seeing the Heavenly Curtain show her father capturing Tang Hao and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Qian Renxue felt that she might finally learn the truth.

So she stared at the Heavenly Curtain without blinking. She truly wanted to know what had happened back then.

Ten thousand years later, in Peerless Tang Sect's era, in the Divine Realm, Tang San stared blankly at the scene on the Heavenly Curtain.

He clenched the Asura Sword in his hand.

Tang San felt both frightened and furious at what the Heavenly Curtain had revealed.

He was frightened that it had dug up everything about his past life—even showing how he had died.

For a moment, Tang San even wondered whether Destruction was behind the Heavenly Curtain.

This Heavenly Curtain deserves to die. I'd better not find out who's behind it.

If Lord Sea God Tang San ever finds out, he'll make the mastermind taste Lord Sea God's Unfixed Storm.

However, deep down, Tang San was no more than a little affected.

After all, he was already the Sea God—one of the Five Great God Kings, the Asura God, no less.

No matter how much the Heavenly Curtain exposed, it wouldn't matter, as long as it didn't interfere with his grand plan for the next ten thousand years.

"What does it matter if they insult me? They're just a few stray dogs howling by the roadside."

After all, Tang San's skin had long since grown thicker than anyone could imagine.

Just look at what he had done: he'd made his father, Tang Hao, and his mother, Ah Yin, the rulers of the Douluo Continent. Tang Hao governed the laws of the Douluo Continent, while Ah Yin became its source.

That much could be set aside as mere selfishness—everyone had their own.

But no one could have imagined that, just to gain complete control over Huo Yuhao, the child of destiny, Tang San would use his own daughter as bait.

He had not only split his daughter's soul in two, but also possessed the Soul Beast Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

Could any human being do such a thing?

Meanwhile, in a remote place outside Shrek City, Zhou Yi was walking along in fear and trepidation.

She had now left Shrek City. The level-seventy-eight Evil Soul Master lurking in the shadows was surely watching her.

Just as Zhou Yi had expected, a figure wreathed in black energy suddenly charged at her.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi didn't panic at all. Instead, she shouted confidently over her shoulder:

"Xuan Zi, save me!!!"

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