Four-year-old Tang San cultivated Purple Demon Eyes on the hillside. After absorbing the morning glow, he let out a long breath.
The purple faded from his eyes. Sitting cross-legged on a rock, he clenched his tiny fists, unable to hide the hatred in his gaze.
Who was it that forcibly dragged me down from the God Realm?!
From the moment he could speak, he had realized this was Douluo Continent. He knew Qian Xunji and the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo; as for the other two, they had been slain by members of his Tang Sect during the Battle of Jialin Pass.
After ascending to the God Realm, he had used divine power to revive his mother. It should have been a beautiful, happily reunited ending.
He had even made plans to let his descendants seize control of the God Realm.
Yet that damned force had forcibly dragged him down from the God Realm, knocking him from his lofty position as the dual gods Asura and Sea God and sending him back to this damned Douluo Continent!
If I hadn't forcibly tampered with Douluo Continent's timeline while being dragged down, who knew where I would be now.
Don't let me find you. Otherwise, you have earned yourself a death sentence!
"Who are you? Why do you know the Tang Sect's Purple Demon Eyes?"
A crisp voice came from behind him. Tang San swiftly turned around and immediately flung the pebble in his hand at the other person.
"You know Secrets of Hidden Weapons and Mysterious Jade Hand too."
The pebble shot through the air. The child had also seen the faintly white glow that appeared on Tang San's palm when he used the technique. He pulled a small piece of firewood from the bundle on his back, his own palm turning