Tang Hao's Image Collapses! Blue Silver God King!

At this moment, the entire continent fell silent.

Countless people widened their eyes, staring at the images on the Sky Screen, their eyes filled with shock.

Within the Heaven Dou Empire camp, Yu Xiaogang's body trembled violently.

Ning Fengzhi also let out a sigh and closed his eyes.

They never imagined that the Clear Sky Douluo, renowned across the continent, would actually say such things to his own biological son.

In the image.

Tang Hao grabbed the wailing infant and tossed him into the grass by the side of the road.

The freezing rain instantly soaked the baby's delicate skin.

The infant cried heart-wrenchingly, his tiny hands waving helplessly in the air as if trying to grab the hem of his father's robe.

But Tang Hao did not even glance back.

He turned around and strode into the torrential rain, his figure quickly vanishing into the darkness.

In the grass, there remained only the infant, shivering in the wind and rain, on the verge of death at any moment.

The image cut off abruptly at this point.

The Sky Screen in the heavens gradually dimmed, but the clamor of discussion across the entire continent erupted like a tidal wave.

"Heavens! Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, yet Tang Hao actually did something like this!"

"Just because he despised his son for having a trash martial soul and soul beast bloodline, he threw a newborn child into a rainstorm?"

"That is too vicious!"

"What's even more ridiculous is that he married a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast himself, yet he despised his son's soul beast bloodline. How utterly hypocritical!"

Countless voices of condemnation rang out in every corner of the continent.

Inside the Clear Sky Sect.

Several elders were so angry their faces turned livid.

"Tang Hao! That beast!"

Elder Lieyang slammed his palm down, shattering the stone table beside him.

"He has disgraced our Clear Sky Sect!"

"Back then, he started a war with Spirit Hall for the sake of a soul beast, yet he ended up abandoning his own son who carried that same bloodline. What on earth was he thinking?"

The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect looked at one another, their eyes filled with shame.

They had always regarded Tang Hao as a legend of the sect, never expecting that this legend was so despicable behind the scenes.

In the military camp of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Emperor Xue Beng sat in the main tent, his expression terrifyingly grim.

"Grandmaster, is this the upright and honorable Clear Sky Douluo you spoke of?"

Xue Beng looked at Yu Xiaogang, his voice heavy with accusation.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, only to find he had no way to refute it.

"Your Majesty... perhaps there is some misunderstanding in all this..."

Yu Xiaogang said, lacking conviction.

"A misunderstanding?"

Xue Beng let out a cold laugh.

"Could the images on the Sky Screen be fake?"

"Now that Tang Hao's reputation is ruined, our Heaven Dou Empire has become a laughingstock along with him!"

Ning Fengzhi, sitting to the side, spoke slowly:

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to dwell on these things."

"The strength Tang Xiao displayed is too terrifying, and he is the ruler of the Blue Silver Empire."

"If he seeks revenge for what happened back then, our Heaven Dou Empire will be unable to stop him."

Hearing this, Xue Beng's body trembled, and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a secluded valley on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.

Tang San, carrying the armless Tang Hao, landed in a disheveled state before a cave.

Tang Hao had already passed out; his entire left arm was gone. Although the bleeding had stopped, his aura was extremely weak.

Tang San stared at the sky where the image had just vanished, struck as if by lightning.

He stood there blankly, his mind a complete void.

"How could it be like this..."

"Father actually... threw my brother away back then..."

Tang San's voice trembled.

He had always believed that he was Tang Hao's only son.

He had also always believed that his father was a deep, noble man.

But now, the bloody truth lay before him, shattering everything he had ever known.

"No... this is impossible..."

Tang San looked at Tang Hao, who lay on the ground with a deathly pale complexion, his heart a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

He suddenly felt a sense of betrayal.

So, the father he respected so much was, in secret, such a hypocritical, selfish coward.

"Cough, cough..."

Tang Hao's weak coughing interrupted Tang San's thoughts.

Tang San hurriedly crouched down, channeling his divine power into Tang Hao's body to protect his heart.

"Father, how are you?"

Tang Hao struggled to open his eyes, looking at Tang San with eyes full of pain and shame.

"Xiao San... you... you saw it all?"

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, filled with endless regret.

Tang San did not speak, only nodding silently.

Tang Hao gave a miserable smile as mouthfuls of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Retribution... this is all retribution..."

"Back then, I despised him... now he has become a God King... while I have become a cripple..."

Tang Hao closed his eyes, two lines of turbid tears sliding from the corners of his eyes.

Watching this scene, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Tang San's heart.

Tang Xiao's strength was too great.

So great that even he, the Seagod, could not withstand a single move from him.

If Tang Xiao truly wanted to kill them, they would have no chance of survival.

No, I cannot sit here and wait for death.

Tang San told himself in his heart.

He looked at his own hands, a complex light flickering in his eyes.

I am also Blue Silver Grass... no, I am the Blue Silver Emperor.

He and I share the same blood.

Since we are brothers, why can't we join forces?

Once this thought appeared, it grew wildly in Tang San's mind.

He felt that the only reason Tang Xiao had attacked them was because of the resentment from the past.

But if he could offer enough benefits, or play the emotional card, it might not be impossible to win Tang Xiao over.

After all, the God Realm was their common opponent.

If he could gain the support of a God King-level powerhouse, his goal of unifying the continent, and even controlling the God Realm, would be within reach.

Thinking of this, Tang San settled Tang Hao down, his figure flashing as he vanished from the valley.

Outside Jialing Pass.

At the peak of a mountain that pierced the clouds.

Tang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, facing the mountain wind, his white robes snapping in the air.

Qian Renxue stood beside him, clutching his arm, appearing very docile.

"Husband, what are you thinking about?"

Qian Renxue asked softly.

Tang Xiao smiled slightly and stroked her hair.

"Waiting for someone who thinks they are clever."

No sooner had his voice fallen than the space in front of them rippled.

Immediately after, Tang San's figure slowly stepped out.

This time, Tang San did not carry the Seagod Trident, nor did he release any divine power.

He even deliberately restrained his aura, appearing very gentle and sincere.

"You really are here."

Tang San looked at Tang Xiao's back, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

Tang Xiao did not turn around, his voice calm.

"Why have you come?"

Tang San took a few steps forward, gazing at Tang Xiao's tall, upright figure. A flicker of jealousy crossed his heart, but he suppressed it quickly.

A smile he deemed sincere appeared on his face.

"Brother."

That single word, "Brother," seemed to make the wind atop the mountain stall for a moment.

Standing beside Tang Xiao, Qian Renxue furrowed her brows slightly, a flash of disgust appearing in her eyes.

Tang Xiao turned around slowly to look at Tang San.

His gaze was calm, devoid of any fluctuation, as if he were looking at an insignificant passerby.

"What did you call me?"

Tang Xiao asked indifferently.

Tang San sighed, a look of pain and self-reproach appearing on his face.

"Brother, I know that Father wronged you back then."

"He did wrong, and I believe he was in the wrong as well."

"But regardless of anything else, we are brothers by blood; we share the same blood, and we have the same mother."

Tang San spoke with deep sincerity, his eyes even turning slightly red.

"Now that you have grown to such heights, and I have inherited the position of Sea God."

"As long as we brothers join forces, this Douluo Continent, and even the God Realm, will be ours."

"When that time comes, we can resurrect Mother together, rebuild the Clear Sky Sect, and make the Blue Silver clan the most noble race in this world!"

Tang San looked at Tang Xiao, his eyes filled with anticipation and fanaticism.

He believed that no one could refuse such a temptation.

Rebuilding the sect and bringing honor to one's ancestors was the lifelong pursuit of countless soul masters.

Moreover, they were brothers.

After hearing Tang San's words, Tang Xiao suddenly began to laugh.

His laughter was soft, yet carried an indescribable mockery and disdain.

"Brothers?"

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Tang San, has your brain rotted?"

"You enjoyed his protection and his love back in Holy Soul Village."

"Now that I have become a God King, you come running to me to talk about brotherly affection?"

Tang Xiao took a step forward.

BOOM—!

An invisible yet terrifying pressure descended upon the mountaintop in an instant.

Tang San felt his entire body sink, his legs buckling, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

Only by circulating his Sea God divine power frantically could he barely withstand this pressure.

His expression turned incredibly ugly.

"Brother, I didn't know about what happened back then; I was a victim too!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, attempting to shirk responsibility.

"Didn't know?"

Tang Xiao sneered.

"Are you truly ignorant?"

"When you used the life force of the Blue Silver Grass to replenish your own insignificant divine power, did you ever think of them as your subjects?"

"When you were in Slaughter City, destroying the entire city just to clear the trial and leaving countless fallen ones with nowhere to go, did you ever consider the bigger picture?"

"You speak constantly of justice, yet after learning of what Tang Hao did, you still chose to stand by his side."

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San, his eyes filled with loathing.

"Tang San, you and that hypocritical father of yours are exactly the same."

"Selfish, self-interested, and utterly hypocritical."

"As long as your interests are touched, you can abandon anyone, including the so-called family you speak of."

Every word from Tang Xiao was like a sharp blade, piercing deep into Tang San's heart.

Tang San's complexion shifted from white to red, then from red to a sickly shade of green.

He glared at Tang Xiao, consumed by shame and rage.

"Tang Xiao! Do not push your luck!"

"I am the Seagod now, representing the will of the God Realm!"

"No matter how strong you are, do you truly think you can stand against the entire God Realm?"

"I came to find you today to offer you a chance!"

Tang San roared in a low voice, the sincerity in his eyes long since vanished, replaced by boundless fury.

Upon hearing this, the smile in Tang Xiao's eyes vanished.

In its place was a suffocating chill.

"The God Realm?"

"In my eyes, the God Realm is nothing more than a gathering place for a bunch of false gods."

"As for you..."

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San and slowly raised his right hand.

"You aren't even worthy of being my opponent."

As the words fell.

Tang Xiao flicked his right hand lightly.

BOOM—!

An indescribable, terrifying force instantly coalesced in the void.

That power felt as if the gravity of the entire earth had been stacked together in a single moment.

Tang San didn't even have the chance to react.

BANG—!

A dull, thunderous impact echoed out.

Tang San was struck as if by a heavy blow, his divine power defenses collapsing instantly.

He vomited a mouthful of blood, his body sent flying backward like a shooting star.

Blood sprayed wildly from Tang San in mid-air, and the once-dazzling blue light of his Seagod Divine Armor dimmed in that instant.

Blasted back thousands of meters by that overwhelming, mountain-toppling force, he slammed heavily into the cliffside outside Jialing Pass, kicking up a sky full of dust and debris.

Damn it... how could his power have reached such a level?

Tang San struggled to crawl out of the rubble, feeling as though every bone in his body was about to shatter.

He looked at the figure in white, as pristine as snow, standing in the void, a flicker of terror flashing through his eyes.

He knew that if he remained here any longer today, he would truly lose his life.

"Go!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, his form turning into a streak of blue light. He swept across the ground in an instant, grabbing the unconscious Tang Hao.

Without looking back, he fled toward the distance, his speed reaching its absolute limit, much like a stray dog.

Seeing Tang San snatch Tang Hao and flee in such a pathetic state, the million-strong Heaven Dou Army fell into a deathly silence.

Their previously soaring morale crumbled to dust in that instant.

Marshal Ge Long slumped on his warhorse, staring at the white-clad figure in the void, his face ashen.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

Emperor Xue Beng screamed frantically from his imperial carriage in the rear, his voice filled with nothing but fear, not even noticing that his crown had gone crooked.

The Heaven Dou Army retreated like a receding tide, abandoning their armor and weapons in a state of utter disarray.

Bibi Dong, standing atop the city wall, let out a sigh of relief, yet the look in her eyes as she watched Tang Xiao became even more wary.

She knew that after this battle, the landscape of the Douluo Continent would be forever changed.

Tang Xiao watched the retreating Heaven Dou Army with a calm expression, choosing not to pursue them.

In his eyes, these mortal armies were nothing more than ants, not worth a second glance.

He turned around and landed beside Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's face was pale; although her body had been successfully reconstructed, her divine power had yet to fully recover, and having forcibly exerted her Angel divine power just now, her body could no longer hold up.

"Let us return."

Tang Xiao said softly, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible tenderness.

He reached out to wrap his arm around her slender waist, and the space around them rippled slightly.

The next instant, their figures vanished from before Jialing Pass.

When they reappeared, they were already inside a quiet manor a hundred miles away from Jialing Pass.

This was a temporary residence of the Blue Silver Empire, surrounded by golden-blue Blue Silver Grass that emitted a soft, gentle glow.

Tang Xiao carried Qian Renxue into the house and laid her down on the large, soft couch.

"Husband, I am fine, just exhausted."