This time, once his divine body collapsed, his already tottering divine soul would shatter too. He would truly meet the end his countless crimes deserved!
Just then, a rose-gold streak of divine light came rushing frantically from afar and landed before Tang San.
"Father-in-law! You've finally come to your senses! Wonderful, this is wonderful..."
Tears and snot streamed down Huo Yuhao's face. The moment he landed, he dropped to one knee beside Tang San and caught his swaying body, crying out with reddened eyes.
Tang San looked at his completely unscathed son-in-law, then remembered that the little bastard Huo Zhanji was this man's son. A dark gleam flickered in his eyes. At this point, however, he no longer had the strength to pursue the matter.
He sighed softly and clutched Huo Yuhao's sleeve like a drowning man grasping his last straw. His voice rasped like broken bellows:
"Yuhao... I fear this body of mine won't last much longer. Alas... my death alone is of little consequence. But the Great God Circle cannot be left without a successor, nor can the undertaking of elevating the Divine Star to a higher dimension be left without an heir!"
Tang San's gaze swept frantically around him, filled with anxiety. He feared that once he died, Chang Gongwei and those other God Kings from different worlds would seize the opportunity to take control of the Great God Circle.
He had no idea that his dear son-in-law had already disposed of everyone he was worried about.
What he wanted now, however, was not truly to choose a successor capable of holding the position of Supreme God King securely. Had that been his intention, he could simply have passed the throne to Huo Yuhao.
Yet that thought had never once crossed his mind, not even for a