Inventory of the World, Peak Experts!

BOOM!

These words struck like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky.

It was an indescribable agony and despair.

Back then, after she had given birth to her first child, her body had not yet fully recovered before she became pregnant with Tang San.

Yet, it was precisely at that time that her eldest son suddenly went missing.

Tang Hao had told her then that to evade the pursuit of Spirit Hall, he had sent their eldest son to a secluded and safe village to be raised by ordinary people.

She had always believed it to be true.

She had even prayed silently through countless nights, hoping that the child could live a peaceful life.

But she never imagined that the truth would be so cruel!

That child, shortly after birth, had been heartlessly abandoned by his own biological father in a wilderness rampant with soul beasts, discarded like trash!

"Why..."

"Why would you do such a thing?!"

"He was your son too!"

Ah Yin's true form struggled frantically within the stone basin.

Watching Ah Yin's desperate struggle, Tang Hao's expression showed not a shred of guilt.

"You ask me why?"

"Because he was a soul beast!"

"When he was born, his body flowed with the disgusting aura of a soul beast; he had barely any human characteristics, and he didn't even inherit the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul!"

"As the dignified Clear Sky Douluo, how could I allow a soul beast to be my eldest son?"

"Only Little San is perfect. He inherited my Clear Sky Hammer and is destined to stand at the pinnacle of humanity!"

"As for that bastard, he didn't deserve to live in this world at all!"

Watching the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass begin to wither from her excessive struggling, Tang Hao frowned deeply.

He waved a hand, unleashing a surge of soul power that formed a faint barrier, tightly imprisoning Ah Yin's true form within the stone basin.

"It seems your consciousness is not yet clear enough."

Tang Hao's voice returned to a calm, yet incomparably cold tone.

"For the sake of a bastard who died long ago, you actually dare to harbor resentment toward me."

"Since that is the case, it seems I cannot let you revive so quickly."

"Stay here and reflect on yourself properly."

Having said that, Tang Hao flicked his sleeves and left, not sparing another glance at the Blue Silver Grass that was nearly snapped in two.

Tang Hao walked out of the secluded valley.

The sunlight outside was blinding.

He instinctively looked up at the massive golden canopy in the sky.

At this moment, the rewards for the first place on the canopy had already been distributed. Even from an infinite distance, the sky-filling green and golden light still made his heart skip a beat.

"Blue Silver Empire..."

Tang Hao murmured the name, his brows locked tightly together.

"Why would the premier power on the Sun Moon Continent be named after Blue Silver?"

"Could it be that there are truly countless Blue Silver Grass soul beasts in that place?"

He could not fathom it.

"Hmph, playing god."

Tang Hao forcibly cast those chaotic thoughts to the back of his mind.

"No matter what the origin of this Blue Silver Empire is, in the face of the power of gods, they are ultimately nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs."

"Once Little San is free, everything will be revealed."

He took a deep breath, stomped his foot, and soared into the air. His figure turned into a streak of light, rapidly departing from the territory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Above a wasteland in the far east of the Douluo Continent.

The previously calm and empty space suddenly twisted violently.

Immediately after.

Rip!

A massive spatial rift was torn open by a pair of invisible hands.

A tall, upright figure stepped leisurely out of the rift.

Tang Xiao hovered high in the sky, his black hair dancing in the wind.

He wore a simple blue robe, and not a single shred of soul power leaked from his body; he appeared entirely devoid of any worldly aura.

Yet, if one looked closely, they would notice the space around him collapsing slightly, as if it could not bear his existence.

"Douluo Continent, I have finally returned."

Tang Xiao looked down at the vast land below, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The feeling was as if he were inspecting his own backyard.

He closed his eyes, and his powerful divine sense spread out like a tidal wave in an instant.

With a million years of cultivation and a Blue Silver Supreme Body that had already transformed into a god-level entity, his divine sense covered a small half of the Douluo Continent in a heartbeat.

The mountains, rivers, every blade of grass, and even the trajectory of the wind below were clearly reflected in his mind.

"Before I go to see Xue'er, I must first rescue Mother."

Tang Xiao whispered to himself.

At a certain moment, Tang Xiao's tightly closed eyes snapped open.

Within his divine sense, a faint but familiar power, originating from the depths of his bloodline, was fluctuating violently in the far distance.

"Found it."

"This is... Mother's aura."

"The location is in the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

However, before he could show any joy, his brows furrowed sharply.

He sensed that his mother's current state seemed very poor.

The bloodline fluctuations were filled with endless pain, sorrow, and even a sense of death that was gradually dissipating.

"How could this be?"

"Mother's soul... is actually weeping?"

Although Tang Xiao's voice was calm, the temperature around him plummeted in that instant.

He did not need to think twice; a name immediately surfaced in his mind.

"Tang Hao..."

"It must be that guy's doing."

He had no affection for that so-called father, only endless disgust.

"You abandoned me for your own interests back then, and now, you are torturing Mother like this?"

"Since that is the case, let us start settling our accounts from today."

Tang Xiao let out a cold snort.

His body flickered slightly in the void, and he vanished into thin air like a bubble, leaving not even a trace of spatial fluctuation behind.

Just as Tang Xiao was rushing toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at full speed, the massive golden canopy in the sky, after a long silence, once again emitted a deafening roar.

The World Power Ranking, which had been hanging at the very top, began to slowly fade away.

Golden mist churned, and a more magnificent, more ancient aura slowly awakened from the depths of the canopy.

This scene immediately drew the eyes of everyone on the entire continent.

"Look! The Power Ranking is over, and the canopy is moving again!"

"What kind of ranking is it this time?"

"Could it be a Spirit Bone Ranking? Or a Spirit Ring Ranking?"

Countless spirit masters and commoners discussed it fervently, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Hum!

Golden light gathered frantically on the canopy, eventually forming eight vigorous, powerful, and majestic giant characters.

[Surveying the World, Peak Powerhouses!]

Below these eight large characters was a line of smaller text:

[This ranking only records the fifteen strongest individuals; those who make the list will receive supreme rewards bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.]