Bibi Dong smiled coldly, the purple-gold judgment robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and his gaze was like a knife, piercing Tang Hao's heart:
"What, you were right? Isn't this what you have always planned?"
She approached step by step, her voice was not loud, but her words were heartbreaking:
"Your grandfather Tang Chen, Level 99 Limit Douluo, doesn't even have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and is stuck on the threshold of becoming a god all his life. As Clear Sky Sect, a once-in-a-century genius, you think your talent far exceeds Tang Chen, so naturally you want to accomplish what he can't do - Level 100 Godhood."
"If you want to become a god, you must first have a foundation of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Just then, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor takes the initiative to approach you and treats you with all its heart. You sneer in your heart, and backhand, you plan a big situation and calculate her life, her Soul Ring, and her Soul Bone."
"It's a pity that your plan turned out to be embarrassing," Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly turned cold. "An arm was chopped off by the old worshipper. Soul Power fell directly to the tenth level. Titled Douluo's realm was shattered, and the road to becoming a god was completely cut off."
Tang Hao was shocked all over and his pupils shrank violently.
He had hidden these things all his life and never told anyone!
Every word Bibi Dong said was a secret he kept deep in his heart that he didn't even dare to admit to himself.
Before his grandfather Tang Chen left Clear Sky Sect, he did look for him alone.
Clear Sky Douluo, who was so powerful in the mainland, patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectation:
"Hao'er, grandpa has no hope in this life. But you are different. You are Clear Sky Sect's most talented disciple. Remember, if there is an opportunity to break through to level 100, you must seize it. As long as we Tang Family can do something, Clear Sky Sect can always stand on the top of the continent!"
From that day on, becoming a god became Tang Hao's only obsession in this life.
He also knows that it is not that easy to break through level 100, unless he can have Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring that his grandfather Tang Chen does not have.
Until that innocent Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor, who knew nothing about the human world, shone like a ray of light into his gloomy life.
But he knew in his heart that this light would eventually become fuel on his way to becoming a god.
After learning Ah Yin's identity, he deliberately took Ah Yin across the mainland and deliberately leaked her whereabouts to the Spirit Hall.
He was sure that Spirit Hall would send people to snatch Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and he was sure that Ah Yin would sacrifice himself to protect him.
He even calculated accurately that as long as he absorbed Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone from Ah Yin, he would be able to break through Titled Douluo and be one step closer to becoming a god.
But despite all his calculations, he never expected that the old worshiper of the Spirit Hall would personally take action.
That hammer not only cut off one of his arms, but also completely shattered his dream of becoming a god.
Just when he was desperate, Tang San woke up.
Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls.
When he saw that little Clear Sky Hammer appear in the palm of Tang San's hand, Tang Hao almost cried with excitement.
He felt that this was the second chance given to him by God.
What he lost, he would get back twice as much from his son.
So he began to play the role of a loving husband and a great father.
He was waiting for Tang San to grow up, waiting for Tang San to become stronger, and waiting for Tang San to destroy Spirit Hall for him.
Waiting for the day when Tang San becomes a god, he can stand beside God as his father, enjoy the admiration of thousands of people, and fulfill the unfinished wish of his grandfather Tang Chen.
Bibi Dong continued, "As a result, your goal failed, and you were unwilling to accept it, so you transferred all your hopes to the son beside you."
Bibi Dong raised his hand and pointed at Tang San, his voice was cold and bone-chilling.
"You may not have thought so at first, but he actually awakened Blue Silver Emperor+Clear Sky Hammer Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power. He was born to become a god."
"So your new plan begins, to become a god for you, to avenge you, to revive Clear Sky Sect for you, and to let Clear Sky Sect replace Spirit Hall and become the faith of the entire continent."
"Revenge for your mother is just the cheapest and most useful excuse for you to tie him up!"
Boom--!
Tang San There was a loud explosion in his head, and his vision went black.
It turns out it was all a script.
It's all calculation.
He is not a son, he is a tool.
It's Tang Hao's road to becoming a god - a spare container.
In the dark, Gui Mengguan heard chills on his back, and couldn't help but use Soul Power's voice transmission to say to the other two people:
"I understand, I understand it completely. Tang Hao, from beginning to end, does not regard Tang San as his son. Without Twin Martial Souls, he is an abandoned son; with Twin Martial Souls, he is a chess piece."
Qian Gujue's face was solemn. "For the Clear Sky Sect, in order to become a god, even my wife can be plotted, and even my son can be used as a tool... This is not a father, this is a devil."
Oupai clenched Godly Zhuge Crossbow in his hand. "It's so disgusting. No wonder the third child hates him so much. I would hate him too."
Tang San stood beside Bibi Dong. There was no wave in his eyes, only a bone-chilling coldness.
He repeated softly in his mind:
Level 100 Godhood?
Twin Martial Souls's talent is indeed more likely to do this.
But this possibility is not used to fulfill Tang Hao's ambition.
But to protect his real family - Bibi Dong, to protect Spirit Hall.
Tang Hao finally couldn't hold on any longer and roared suddenly, his voice hoarse and broken.
"That's enough. Now that my purpose has been shattered, let's end this matter. I will no longer take revenge Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong suddenly laughed.
The laughter was very light, like ice beads falling on a jade plate, but it carried a biting chill, echoing in the silent pine forest. She looked down at Tang Hao lying on the ground, with no pity in her eyes, only an indescribable sarcasm:
"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, do you think this is the end of the matter now, even if your purpose is revealed in front of the two children?"
She leaned forward slightly, her purple-gold eyes reflected Tang Hao's embarrassed face, and said word by word, "This is not just playing house. What's more, it's about becoming a god, your lifelong obsession, and the grudges between you and me. You said it yourself. Do you believe it?"
Tang Hao's body stiffened suddenly, and the flattering smile on his face froze instantly.
Of course he didn't believe it.
How could he believe it?
Spirit Hall ruined his path to becoming a god, abolished his tenth level Soul Power, fell to Soul Douluo, and turned into what he is today, neither a human nor a ghost.
This grudge is carved into his bones, and he will never forget it even if he dies!
His begging for mercy just now was just a delaying tactic.
As long as he can leave here alive, as long as he can take Tang San far away, he will one day make a comeback. So what if Tang San knows the truth now? Blood is thicker than water, Tang San is his son after all, and will always be on his side.
As for the other traitor, forget it.
But he didn't expect that Bibi Dong could see through his mind at a glance.
How can this be good?
Who will save him!