The Final Trump Card, Controlling Heaven and Earth!

"Pfft!"

Watching Jiang Xiu step through the air toward him, Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood, the hatred in his eyes reaching its peak.

He understood everything now; there had only ever been one anomaly in the Douluo Plane from the very beginning, and that was Jiang Xiu!

Everything that had transpired was a death trap set by Jiang Xiu specifically for him.

"I was such a fool, truly."

Tang Hao's gaze was somber. "Back then, when I first sensed you were an anomaly, I should have exhausted every effort to strangle you in the cradle instead of letting you grow."

"Tang Hao, didn't you try to get rid of me back then? But luck simply wasn't on your side." Jiang Xiu arrived before Tang Hao and said softly.

"But even if you kill me, you will surely die as well. As soon as Xiao San leads the God Realm back, you will be buried with me!" Tang Hao threatened.

"When did I say I was going to kill you?" Jiang Xiu smiled meaningfully upon hearing this. "Killing you would be such a waste."

He still wanted Tang Hao to serve as a suicide infantryman to blow up Tang San; how could he let Tang Hao die in vain?

"Hm?" Tang Hao was slightly stunned by these words.

But the next instant, Jiang Xiu ceased speaking. A terrifying aura of destruction surged forth, instantly coalescing into a long spear that plunged into Tang Hao's heart.

"This familiar aura... you!"

Tang Hao felt the excruciating pain radiating through his body and gritted his teeth, but upon sensing that power of destruction, his pupils contracted violently.

Back before the God Realm was swept away by the Space-Time Turbulence, his son Tang San had fought a great battle against the Destruction