Yu Xiaogang: Forgetting One's Roots! Forgetting One's Roots!

"Spirit Hall, what a Spirit Hall!"

"They actually drove my grandson to such a state!"

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's heavily embellished account of what had happened between Tang Hao and Spirit Hall, Tang Chen's face filled with murderous fury.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately grew smug. Spirit Hall had humiliated him too badly. Such an evil force should have been wiped out long ago!

"Senior Tang Chen, you must stand up for His Majesty Tang Hao! Because of your disappearance, the Clear Sky Sect had no power to resist Spirit Hall's attack and could only be forced to seal off the mountain!"

Tang San stood to one side, his eyes already blazing with rage.

"Damn Spirit Hall! Back when you awakened my martial soul, I thought you were some kind and benevolent organization. Looking at it now, you were nothing more than an evil force wearing sheep's clothing!"

At the thought of his pitiful mother being driven to her death, Tang San's heart ached unbearably. He wished he could become the next Asura God immediately and storm Spirit Hall!

As for the fact that his mother had been a Soul Beast, that did not matter. Spirit Hall had coveted her Soul Ring and Soul Bone. That was Spirit Hall's fault.

"Xiao San, take your teacher to Slaughter City first. Your great-grandfather will personally seek justice for you and your father!"

Tang Chen's voice was filled with terrifying killing intent. He had never imagined that his grandson's wife would be a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

But none of that mattered. Since she had become his grandson's beloved, she was part of the Tang family.

No matter the reason, anyone who touched a member of the Tang family had committed an unforgivable sin!

"Yes, Great-Grandfather!" Tang San nodded heavily.

Soul Power surged around Tang Chen as he shot into the sky and flew straight toward Spirit City.

"Xiao San, let's go." Once Tang Chen had left, Yu Xiaogang's lips curled once more into an inscrutable smile.

"Teacher, shouldn't you tell Dean Flender and the others?"

At those words, disdain immediately appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.

Pah! What the hell was Flender? How was he worthy of calling himself brother to the inheritor of the Fart God?

If he had not been weak before, did Flender really think he could call himself brother to the continent's number one theory master?

Wishful thinking!

"Xiao San, you're good in every way, except that you value feelings too much and are easily swayed by emotion. The gap between us and Flender's group is like heaven and earth."

"They will only hold us back. And once we become gods, they might even use our names to do things outside that damage our reputations."

Yu Xiaogang believed he saw people very clearly. Back when he had still been the young sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, quite a few of his subordinates had used his name to do things that tarnished his reputation.

Once he became a god, his reputation absolutely could not suffer the slightest blemish.

The more Tang San listened, the more he felt that his teacher was right.

They were no longer people of the same world. Forcing themselves to stay together would only be bad for both sides.

Still, Dai Mubai and the others might no longer be worthy of being brothers to him, Tang San, but he had to take Xiao Wu with him. After all, she was his future God King's wife!

But becoming stronger was more important right now. Once he became the Asura God, he would return. Then, in his strongest state, he would launch a fierce "attack" on Xiao Wu!

Meanwhile, above Spirit City,

Tang Chen stood in the air. With his strength, he had reached Spirit City very quickly at full speed.

But when he stood above Spirit City and saw the corpses lining the city walls below, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

"Xiao!" Tang Chen dove down, heading straight for his eldest grandson, Tang Xiao.

But the moment he drew close, a ripple of black energy instantly blasted him away.

"Bastard!"

With bloodshot eyes, Tang Chen raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed it viciously toward the city wall before him.

But the black energy appeared once again, this time directly sending Tang Chen flying.

Tang Chen looked at the familiar figures on the city wall and the clothes they wore. His mind was instantly consumed by endless killing intent.

"Qian Daoliu, today, this old man will fight Spirit Hall to the death!"

Tang Chen shot into the sky, slowly raising the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. At the same time, the first five Soul Rings beneath his feet exploded with a deafening boom.

Endless berserk energy instantly flooded Tang Chen's body. But at that moment, the mark of the Asura Demon Sword, which had originally disappeared from his forehead, reappeared.

At the same time, Tang Chen was enveloped by blood-red energy. When the blood-red energy faded, Tang Chen had already vanished. Only the violent Soul Power ripples in the air proved that he had been there moments ago.

Meanwhile, deep within Spirit Hall, a golden light flew out.

"This Soul Power fluctuation..."

After the golden light dissipated, Qian Daoliu's figure appeared in midair.

"Tang Chen. He's actually alive."

He had known Tang Chen for many years, and they had often sparred with each other. He was intimately familiar with Tang Chen's Soul Power fluctuations.

"He disappeared for over a decade, yet now he has suddenly returned. Could it be that he obtained a god's inheritance?"

Thinking of the agreement they had made with Bo Saixi on Sea God Island, a trace of unease suddenly arose in Qian Daoliu's heart.

The Soul Beasts were watching them like tigers, Tang Chen had most likely obtained a god's inheritance, and most importantly, the current relationship between Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect...

Even if it was not a fight to mutual destruction, it was still a fight to the death. What was more, the Clear Sky Sect had been slaughtered, and their corpses hung from the walls of Spirit City. It was hard for anyone not to suspect—

That Spirit Hall had slaughtered both the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Under such a misunderstanding, Tang Chen would only become even more frenzied in seeking revenge against Spirit Hall.

The revenge of someone who had obtained a divine inheritance was a disaster of catastrophic proportions.

Qian Daoliu rubbed his brow with a headache. After calming the frightened low-level soul masters in the city, he returned to the Worship Hall.

"Xue'er must inherit the Angel Godhood as soon as possible."

Qian Daoliu's gaze turned toward the Hall of Ancestors, where the First Angel God was enshrined.

He firmly believed that as long as his granddaughter inherited the Angel Godhood, she would be able to resolve all the current predicaments with the strength of a god.

Meanwhile, in Slaughter City, within King of Slaughter's great hall.

Tang Chen's figure appeared atop the Slaughter Throne, his face full of unwillingness.

Just moments ago, he had been about to bring his hammer down on Spirit Hall when Lord Asura God suddenly pulled him into a space and berated him fiercely.

The reason was roughly this: the grudge between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall could be settled by themselves after Tang San inherited the Asura Godhood and resolved the threat of the Golden Dragon King.

"Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, just wait. The moment my great-grandson inherits the Asura Godhood will be the day you die!"

"This old man will use the same methods on every single one of you in Spirit Hall!"

Thinking back to the Clear Sky Sect members hanging from the city walls, Tang Chen's heart hurt so badly that he could barely breathe.

They were all members of the Tang family!

How dared Spirit Hall do this!?