Tang San's hand hung in midair before slowly dropping.
In Xiao Wu's heart, Tang San had already changed into someone else.
Perhaps... he had died the moment he inherited the Asura God's divine seat. The Tang San of today was merely an obsession, one controlled by the Asura God's divine seat.
As long as no one tampered with the underlying code called Xiao Wu, he would not be destroyed.
[Ronava: So Tang Wutong was incomplete from the very beginning. Wang Dong was an independent personality that developed on its own from the second soul. She and Tang Wutong were fundamentally two different people.]
[Su Yun: ...Then the person Huo Yuhao loved from beginning to end was Wang Dong'er. It had nothing whatsoever to do with Tang Wutong.]
A flicker of understanding crossed Su Yun's mind. No wonder, when he had first read the story, the further he went, the stranger the two leads' characterization had felt.
Perhaps Wang Dong was not the only one buried beneath Sea God Lake.
Above Sea God Lake, Sea God's Fate;
Beneath Sea God Lake, a youth's grave.
On the Sky Screen, the God of Destruction would never pass up a chance to strike at Tang San.
This fellow had constantly rejected his proposal to expand the Divine Realm, which certainly made him a political rival. And political rivals had to be attacked.
[God of Destruction: Hahahahaha! Tang San, oh, Tang San! After all your scheming, your daughter didn't even secure a place in his heart? You lost your wife and your troops to boot!]
[God King Tang San: Hmph! My conscience is clear! I calculated back then that Xiao Qi was destined to face a calamity. As her father, my conscience is clear!]
God King Tang San had indeed calculated that Tang Wutong was