Tang San Was Already Dead

He then felt relieved.

Tang Hao had been to Slaughter City and possessed the Slaughter Domain.

At the same time, Tang Chen had been chosen by the Shura God King. Although he had failed the divine trial, his strength at Rank 99 was more than enough for him to serve as the high priest of a future Shura God successor, sacrificing his life to open a passage to the God Realm for the next Shura God.

Tang Hao was a descendant of that sacrifice.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao and Tang San had both been personally chosen by the Shura God as inheritors of his divine position, and they might face life-threatening crises.

It was only natural for the Shura God to secretly intervene and save them.

But Blue Silver Emperor A Yin was neither a descendant of the Shura God's servants nor someone with a chance of inheriting the Shura God's position in the future. The Shura God had no interest in protecting her.

That was why Tang Hao and Tang San were protected by the Shura God's divine power, while Blue Silver Emperor A Yin was not.

He preached that the gods of the God Realm could not casually interfere with the Douluo lower realm, yet he gave himself the green light and intervened whenever he pleased.

Having figured this out, Wang Chen felt that the Shura God was fucking shameless and fucking hypocritical.

Wang Chen altered Blue Silver Emperor's memory and perception of those events.

He strengthened her memories of Tang Hao abandoning Blue Silver Emperor and weakened her memories of Tang Hao saving Blue Silver Emperor A Yin.

Only when the skill's duration ended did Wang Chen stop.

Wang Chen's consciousness returned from Dreamweaving Space, and he immediately felt an intense pain in his head. At the same time, he discovered that his soul power had been completely drained.

"Once I recover my soul power, I'll take Blue Silver Emperor away."

After saying that, Wang Chen endured the searing pain in his mind and the weakness from his depleted soul power in his dantian. He sat cross-legged and began meditating to restore his soul power.

While Wang Chen was altering Blue Silver Emperor's memories and impressions, Yu Xiaogang happened to bring Tang San to Hunting Soul Forest.

Yu Xiaogang led Tang San before a solitary bamboo and stroked the ten-year solitary bamboo in front of them. "Little San, your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, so solitary bamboo is suitable for you. But this solitary bamboo is too young.

If we don't encounter a better soul beast later, this ten-year solitary bamboo would still be a decent alternative."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang prepared to leave with Tang San.

But just then, whether because he had heard Yu Xiaogang's outrageous words or for some other reason, the instant Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, Tang San was suddenly overcome by the feeling that he had lost something important.

Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows and protecting Tang San, likewise felt as though he had lost something important.

Tang San and Tang Hao suddenly clutched their chests, both staring intently at the ten-year solitary bamboo before them.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like I've lost something important?"

"Could this ten-year solitary bamboo really be something important?"

Tang San stared at the ten-year solitary bamboo, clenching his fists.

"Should I absorb it or not?"

"If I absorb it, my first martial soul will lose a soul ring, which will severely affect my future cultivation."

"But if I don't absorb it, where is this feeling of having lost something important coming from?"

Tang San extended his right hand and activated Mysterious Jade Hand, snapping the ten-year solitary bamboo.

As he watched a white ten-year soul ring emerge from the solitary bamboo, Tang San reached out, about to absorb it.

A four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake suddenly shot out from the side.

The back mountain of Holy Soul Village.

After restoring his soul power, Wang Chen used his spiritual power to communicate with the soul of Blue Silver Emperor within the Blue Silver Grass Nirvana Seed.

But as though wary of Wang Chen, Blue Silver Emperor did not communicate with him.

Wang Chen called out with his spiritual power inside the Blue Silver Emperor Nirvana Seed, "Blue Silver Emperor, I know you're not dead. Do you want to know about Tang San?"

A message came from the Blue Silver Emperor within. "Tang San?"

Wang Chen nodded. "That's right, the child you gave birth to."

Blue Silver Emperor asked, "What happened to Tang San?"

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was filled with anxiety.

Wang Chen said bluntly, "Your child, Tang San, died at birth. The soul inside your child's body now is not your child's at all."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice trembled. "How is that possible? I don't believe my child died just like that."

Wang Chen did not rush to refute her. Instead, he asked, "Do you still remember what Tang Hao came and told you?"

Based on the information Wang Chen had seen in the Dreamweaving Space constructed from Blue Silver Emperor's memories, he said, "Five and a half years ago, Tang Hao told you that Tang San could walk when he was only six months old.

In less than half a year of learning, he could recognize words and had learned to speak.

Moreover, no one had taught Tang San about the surrounding trees, flowers, grass, and other things, yet he already knew them himself.

Most importantly, two and a half years ago, Tang Hao came and told you that Tang San could walk at eight months old. And Tang San seemed to be secretly cultivating some technique, going to the mountaintop every day before sunrise to cultivate facing the sun.

From the moment Tang San began cultivating, he persisted year after year without fail.

Wang Chen questioned, "Do you think a newborn child could recognize things like trees? Would they know cultivation techniques?"

The Blue Silver Emperor began recalling the information Tang Hao had told her, and only then did she realize that everything Wang Chen had said was true.

The Blue Silver Emperor's voice trembled. "Tang San really isn't my child? My child really died?"

Wang Chen continued, "Do you remember the moment on the day of your sacrifice when a strand of Tang Hao's blood-red soul power struck your child?"

Wang Chen had deliberately reinforced this scene. At his reminder, the Blue Silver Emperor immediately recalled the memory with perfect clarity.

At the time, Tang Hao had unleashed his Shura Domain to its fullest. For some unknown reason, a trace of the attack he had gathered against Qian Xunji splashed onto Tang San.

The moment that trace of power struck Tang San, his originally abnormally weak soul power surged as though he had swallowed some miraculous tonic, growing by a massive amount in an instant.

"Do you think the soul power of a newborn child could suddenly become that strong?

"Strong enough that even the soul power of an ordinary adult couldn't compare?"

Prompted by Wang Chen, the Blue Silver Emperor's heart lurched. A feeling of losing someone dearest to her rose within her.

"My child died. Someone took my child's body."

At that moment, the Blue Silver Emperor accepted this thought in her heart.

It was not that her will was weak. Rather, with memories spanning tens of thousands of years, she knew that an ordinary newborn child could never possess such powerful soul power.

And without anyone teaching him, he knew cultivation techniques.

After taking human form, she herself had studied cultivation techniques under human teachers.

Yet even with the saint-level soul of a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor, it took her several days to learn a single cultivation technique.

And that was only after she had spent several years learning vast amounts of human knowledge, including information about human meridians.

But Tang Hao had told her that no one had taught Tang San, yet he could identify meridians on his own, understand cultivation techniques on his own, and even cultivate by himself.

Was that something an ordinary child could do?