Elder Xuan, Save Me!

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

At this moment, seeing that the image on the Heavenly Curtain had not stopped but instead shifted its focus to Tang Hao, the faces of those watching the Heavenly Curtain were filled with intense curiosity.

Wasn't it Tang San who had seized the body of Tang Hao's son? How could it be that Tang Hao was also being called a beast, just like Tang San?

Shouldn't Tang Hao be a victim here?

The crowd was baffled, yet they widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the Heavenly Curtain, eagerly anticipating what earth-shattering revelations it would unleash next.

This Heavenly Curtain was truly magnificent, allowing them to witness such fascinating events.

Clear Sky Sect.

Upon hearing what the Heavenly Curtain had said, Tang Xiao felt a foreboding sense of dread rise in his heart.

This premonition was like a heavy stone lodged in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He didn't know why he felt this way.

He only sensed that the Heavenly Curtain was about to reveal something that would shatter his worldview.

Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong stared blankly at the figure on the Heavenly Curtain—a figure she found familiar yet utterly repulsive.

The previous Pope, her teacher Qian Xunji, and also the man who had destroyed her life!

However, Bibi Dong quickly suppressed the rage within her.

She shifted her attention to the father-and-son pair in the footage: Tang San and Tang Hao.

The Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao, and this Tang San, who would one day become the Sea God and the Asura God.

Bibi Dong had never imagined that the disciple taught by her first love, Yu Xiaogang, would turn out to be the son of their enemy in Martial Soul Hall.

If Tang San were allowed to truly grow strong, there was no doubt he would come to Martial Soul Hall seeking revenge.

Rather than waiting for Tang San to come after them, it would be better to eliminate this threat entirely before he could mature.

With this thought, a bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and the air around her turned icy cold as she spoke in a chilling tone:

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo!"

"Your subordinates are here."

Ghost Douluo had already been summoned back by Chrysanthemum Douluo. Upon hearing Bibi Dong's call again, the two quickly knelt and responded respectfully.

"You are to set out immediately. Take Martial Soul Hall's forces and search for the Tang San shown on the Heavenly Curtain."

"When you find him, do not hesitate. Kill him at once."

"My only requirement is this: see him alive, or see his corpse!"

Bibi Dong's tone was indifferent, her expression utterly unruffled.

After hearing Bibi Dong's orders, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance before turning back to face her, hesitating:

"Your Holiness the Pope, it would be simple enough for the two of us to lead a team and kill Tang San. But Tang San's father is Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect..."

"Of course, it's not that we fear Tang Hao. We're merely concerned that if only the two of us go, Tang Hao might escape with Tang San, or even alert the enemy and ruin Your Holiness's plans."

At Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's words, Bibi Dong's expression instantly cooled, settling into a calm that bordered on detachment.

This oppressive silence placed immense pressure on the two Douluos. Just as they were about to buckle, Bibi Dong finally spoke:

"Mm... I understand. I will go to the Worship Hall and have an Elder accompany you to see this through."

"So, this mission must succeed. Understood?"

"Yes, thank you, Your Holiness the Pope! Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope! Your subordinates will surely kill Tang San!"

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly withdrew, and as she watched their retreating figures, Bibi Dong's clear, black-and-white eyes shimmered with hazy emotions. In her dark pupils, the silhouettes of Tang San and Tang Hao were reflected.

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

Xue Qinghe, disguised as Qian Renxue, stared intently at the scene on the Heavenly Curtain.

The Qian Xunji on the Heavenly Curtain was the father who had died before she was even born. Facing this unfamiliar father, Qian Renxue felt a tangled mix of emotions—an indescribable, inexplicable feeling.

Though her mother was the Pope of Martial Soul Hall and her grandfather was a ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo, Qian Renxue had never experienced much familial warmth since childhood.

Her father was dead; she had never seen his face even once. And for reasons unknown, her mother despised her, refusing to let her even call her "Mother."

Her grandfather, for the sake of Martial Soul Hall's unification, had sent her to the Heaven Dou Empire to impersonate the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

Such a family left Qian Renxue feeling not a shred of warmth.

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

Seeing today's Heavenly Curtain footage of her father capturing Tang Hao and the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Qian Renxue felt she might finally learn the truth.

So she stared at the Heavenly Curtain without blinking, desperate to know what had really happened back then.

Ten thousand years later, Peerless Tang Sect, God Realm. Tang San stared blankly at the scene on the Heavenly Curtain.

He clenched the Asura Sword he had withdrawn, his grip deathly tight.

At what the Heavenly Curtain broadcasted, Tang San was both afraid and furious.

What he feared was that the Heavenly Curtain had dug up all his secrets from his past life, even broadcasting how he had died.

For a moment, it made Tang San suspect whether this Heavenly Curtain was the work of Destruction.

This Heavenly Curtain already had a reason to die; it better not let him find out who the true culprit behind creating it was.

If the Sea God, Lord Tang San, found out, he would make that culprit taste his Sea God's Unfixed Storm.

However, deep down, Tang San only felt a slight stir.

After all, he was now the Sea God, even one of the Five Great God Kings, the Asura God.

No matter how much this Heavenly Curtain exposed him, it was ultimately harmless, as long as it didn't disrupt his ten-thousand-year plan.

"What insult is this to me? Merely a few stray dogs howling by the roadside."

After all, Tang San's skin had long since thickened to a degree ordinary people couldn't imagine.

Just look at the things he had done—making his father and mother, Tang Hao, the masters of Douluo Continent, with Tang Hao wielding the laws of Douluo Continent and Ah Yin transforming into its very essence.

That was one thing; selfishness, everyone had it.

But who would have thought that to completely control Huo Yuhao, the child of destiny, Tang San would not hesitate to use his own daughter as bait?

Not only did he split his daughter's soul in half, but he also possessed her into the soul beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

Was this something a human could do?

At the same time, in a remote place outside Shrek City, Zhou Yi was walking nervously.

She had already left Shrek City, and the hidden seventy-eighth-ranked Evil Soul Master was surely watching her from the shadows.

Just as Zhou Yi expected, suddenly, a figure shrouded in black qi charged toward her.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi was not calm; instead, she confidently shouted behind her:

"Elder Xuan, save me!!!"

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