Tang San's sudden death was something even the Asura God, a God King, had never imagined. It had gone beyond his control.
He had intended to save his chosen successor with the essence of a Hundred-thousand Year Soul Ring, but the two beasts in the Star Dou Forest were nowhere to be found.
So he planned to transfer Tang Hao's Hundred-thousand Year Soul Ring through a sacrifice and keep Tang San alive.
Tang Hao, who had been trying to capture the Blue Silver King, clearly sensed something. His son Tang San's life force was draining away at a terrifying rate. He had no time to keep fighting the Blue Silver King.
He sent the Blue Silver King flying with one hammer blow, then raced toward his son.
When he arrived, he saw Tang San lying on the ground, barely alive. His mind went blank. He had checked again and again—no one had followed them.
Then why had someone still gotten to his son?
"Could it be Spirit Hall?"
"You damned rats! Come out!"
"I'll make you pay in blood today! Come out!"
Tang Hao seemed to lose his mind. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand struck like an Iron Fist that could destroy anything, but even smashing the surrounding plants to pieces could not quell his rage.
His son Tang San was the one he had pinned his hopes on: the chance to restore his sect to greatness and to redeem himself.
But... all of it was ruined.
"Spirit Hall must be behind this!"
Only one thought remained in Tang Hao's mind: he would use every ounce of his strength to destroy Spirit Hall.
Spirit Hall: "?"
Tang Hao was about to leave when a presence he knew all too well descended from the sky, stopping him in his