Tang Hao's Rakshasa God's Trial

The divine voice in his mind undoubtedly pierced Tang Hao's heart, making the scene of the Sacrifice—something he had tried his utmost to forget—become even more deeply etched into his heart. For a moment, boundless guilt surged up and wrapped tightly around him.

At that moment, he was like an ordinary man drowning in water. No matter how he struggled, it was all futile.

In his daze, he seemed to hear the voice of his beloved wife—no, his late wife—

"A Hao, didn't you love me? Why did you deceive me?!"

"Ah Yin, I..."

His eyes gradually lost focus and became dull. He seemed to have forgotten that he was on a battlefield, left speechless in his defense.

"You wanted my Soul Rings and Soul Bone. Why didn't you just kill me?"

"Why, why, why?"

"I hate you!!!"

Ah Yin's resentful voice seemed both present and absent, endlessly entangling itself in Tang Hao's mind. He could no longer tell whether it was an illusion or reality...

He truly could not tell!

"Ah—"

At that instant, Tang Hao himself gave rise to an incomparably terrifying resentment.

Resentment toward Spirit Hall, resentment toward Qian Xunji, even resentment toward the newborn Tang San...

And finally, resentment toward the god named Rakshasa!

The past drifted by like clouds and smoke.

It had been one night last year...

Tang Hao had taken his beloved wife, Ah Yin, and fled to a cave within a Soul Beast Forest to evade Spirit Hall's pursuit.

After setting up a number of warnings, the two of them prepared to sleep in each other's arms.

After all, they were out in the wild and had to face pursuers who could suddenly come for them at any time, so they did not do anything that might stir one's imagination.

Just when Tang Hao thought this would be another tense but ordinary night, his deeply sleeping consciousness drifted away without him realizing it.

In a muddle, he arrived in a space filled with violet-black hues—or rather, a secret realm. There, he saw a sight beyond the imagination of ordinary people—

It was a towering, sinister statue. How towering was it? Tang Hao did not know, because he could not see its end.

Even the base of the statue was a bottomless black abyss.

The statue's features were all blurred. Tang Hao could only barely make out from its outline that it was a woman, but that did not make him lower his guard.

Possessing a Martial Soul as domineering and grand as the Clear Sky Hammer, he instinctively felt wary, even alarmed, by this sinister and treacherous place.

Just as he was considering whether to take out his Clear Sky Hammer and smash this place to pieces, a sinister laugh suddenly rang out from all directions.

"Kehehe~ Tang Hao, you finally came. I have waited for you for a long time!"

"Who are you?"

Tang Hao asked with utmost vigilance.

The sinister voice could not be bothered to answer his question and merely asked in return,

"Man, are you interested in inheriting this god's God Position?"

"God Position? Are you a legendary deity?!"

Tang Hao was startled.

He knew that his grandfather had been out searching for Divine Miracles for a long time, with no news even now. He had never expected such good fortune to fall into his lap so inexplicably.

Whether he had been subtly bewitched or not, Tang Hao quickly stopped doubting whether this place was real.

In his view, with his abilities, unless it was a Titled Douluo, no one could affect his mind without leaving a trace. And there had never been a Titled Douluo specializing in spiritual abilities in the world. Even if there were one, they could only be hidden within Spirit Hall. But even if such an expert wanted to toy with him, there was no need to blaspheme against a god.

If I become a god, I'll be able to return to the Clear Sky Sect with Ah Yin in glory, hold a grand wedding, then lead the Clear Sky Sect to defeat Spirit Hall, rise to the pinnacle of the world, and achieve what generations of our ancestors never could.

Then Ah Yin and I can live happily together forever, with no one able to oppose or stop us anymore.

Ah Yin and I will have a chubby son in the future, or a well-behaved daughter like Yuehua. We can have both if we want. I will forge the brightest possible future for our children...

With that thought, Tang Hao unusually restrained his own domineering aura. He gave the statue a slight salute and said neither humbly nor arrogantly,

"Senior, this junior, Tang Hao, is willing to inherit your God Position."

"You said it yourself. Once you agree, you can never regret it again~"

"...Yes."

Tang Hao nodded, not understanding why.

"Good! Kehehe~"

At that, the strange laughter rang out again, making even Tang Hao feel a chill run down his spine.

At the same time, a sinister Scythe Mark silently appeared on Tang Hao's forehead, quickly vanishing from sight again.

Not long after, Tang Hao's consciousness was transferred out of the Rakshasa Secret Realm and returned to his body.

However...

The story within the secret realm had not yet ended.

At some unknown point, an incomparably majestic blood-red figure appeared there.

"Rakshasa, why must you do this?"

He let out a faint sigh.

The sinister voice merely answered flatly,

"He accepted my inheritance of his own accord. I never forced him."

"Besides, don't you, Asura, pride yourself on being impartial in rewards and punishments, upholding justice over personal ties, slaughtering heaven, earth, and all living beings?"

"I'd like to see whether the inheritor you so carefully selected can remain as 'fair and just' as you when he faces the judgment of family ties and public justice in the future! Kehehe!"

"Alas..."

The blood-red figure did not interfere further and soon vanished from the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

Things had come to this. He could only hope that his precious treasure could endure the difficult dungeon that had risen from what was originally a simple one.

It was not as though it was a nightmare—or even hell-level—dungeon~

Right?

Given that boy's temperament and wisdom, he would surely be able to overcome every difficulty!

"Kehehehe..."

Within the secret realm, only the sinister laughter continued to echo.

At this moment.

A golden figure and a silver figure suddenly appeared.

"Damn it, have you all turned my inheritance secret realm into a public park?!"

After his consciousness returned, Tang Hao opened his eyes in the darkness and subconsciously touched his brow. Then, he finally could not help but grin wildly.

But when he remembered that Ah Yin, who had followed him through all their travels, was already exhausted and still fast asleep, he did not laugh aloud.

Then Tang Hao impatiently examined the first trial within the inheritance mark, wanting to become a deity as soon as possible and realize the dream in his heart.

Yet very soon, as though someone had poured a basin of cold water over him, his body trembled slightly.

Rakshasa First Trial: Deceive the Blue Silver Emperor into bearing your child without her knowledge, then have her Sacrifice herself to become your Soul Ring.

Trial Reward: Unknown.

Tang Hao was on the verge of collapse, screaming inwardly,

No—

This Rakshasa God Position can go to hell!

But he suddenly received a message from Rakshasa's divine consciousness.

"By inheriting my God Position, once you ascend to the God Realm in the future, you will be able to easily revive your wife and enjoy eternal life together with her."

Tang Hao instantly settled down.

His expression shifted between light and dark, and no one knew what he was still struggling with.

From then on.

An indescribable, profound pain remained entangled with Tang Hao.

Every night, while Ah Yin slept soundly, he could only stare alone with bloodshot eyes, thinking himself into agony.

Without realizing it, he seemed to be on the verge of going mad...