Chapter 218: Tang San: The Atlas God Already Has the Path to Death!
"Dad, what's wrong?!"
The moment he saw this scene, Tang San's heart instantly leaped into his throat.
He quickly helped Tang Hao to his feet and brought him to a safe place.
Then, he began to simply bandage Tang Hao's external injuries.
Looking at his father's miserable condition, Tang San's heart was filled with rage.
"That damned man in white actually injured my father so severely. Once I grow stronger, you will have the path to death!"
At this moment, Tang San's hatred toward the man in white had reached its peak.
A long while later,
Tang Hao gradually awoke from his unconscious state.
"Dad, you're awake."
Seeing Tang Hao wake up, Tang San's face was filled with joy.
After awakening, Tang Hao carefully sensed the condition of his own body before letting out a deep sigh.
He did not have long to live.
Using the Great Sumeru Hammer after detonating all nine soul rings had already left him gravely injured, requiring years of recovery.
The ice explosion inside his body afterward had pushed his internal organs to the brink of collapse.
Faced with such terrifying injuries, Tang Hao believed he had little hope of surviving.
Fortunately, perhaps luck was still on his side.
Relying on his own life force, he could still hold on for several more years.
During those few years, he would nurture Tang San into becoming a capable man before sending him to the City of Slaughter and entrusting him to his elder brother, Tang Xiao.
His elder brother, Tang Xiao, was the current King of Slaughter of the City of Slaughter.
Furthermore, he was also the High Priest serving the great deity, the Asura God.
With Tang San's twin martial souls, together with one one-hundred-thousand-year soul bone and one external soul bone,
Tang Hao believed there was a high probability that Tang San would inherit that great deity's legacy and avenge the Clear Sky Sect.
That way, he could die without regrets.
"Xiao San, Dad is fine. They're only some injuries."
Tang San remained silent after hearing Tang Hao's words.
Although Tang Hao said so, Tang San had been a disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life and could vaguely sense how serious Tang Hao's injuries truly were.
Simply put, he was only hanging on by a thread.
As for how long that final breath could last, no one knew.
"By the way, Dad, how are you a Titled Douluo? Why have you never told me the truth?"
Tang San's heart was filled with confusion and incomprehension.
His own father stood at the pinnacle of the soul master world as a Titled Douluo.
Yet why had he chosen to hide away in Holy Soul Village and live as nothing more than an ordinary blacksmith?
In Tang San's eyes, the stories surrounding his father, Tang Hao, and his aunt Tang Yuehua were certainly far from simple.
Hearing this, countless memories flashed through Tang Hao's eyes.
In the end, they all turned into boundless hatred.
"Xiao San, do you still remember the Clear Sky Sect we once told you about?"
"I used to be a member of the Clear Sky Sect, but several decades ago, the overbearing Spirit Hall destroyed the Clear Sky Sect."
"Only your aunt, your uncle, whom you've never met, and I survived. Under the rule of Spirit Hall and the Atlas God, we didn't dare reveal ourselves and could only struggle to survive."
At this point, Tang Hao recalled the incredibly powerful man in white from earlier and continued,
"Xiao San, the man in white who came after you just now was most likely an expert from Spirit Hall. Even though we've already concealed our identities, that tyrannical Spirit Hall will never let us go."
"So, Xiao San, we are destined to be enemies of Spirit Hall. If we want to live openly, Spirit Hall must be destroyed!"
According to Tang Hao's understanding, only Spirit Hall possessed Limit Douluo-level soul masters.
As for the other factions, it wasn't that Tang Hao looked down on them. Being able to possess even a Super Douluo was already impressive enough.
Although Tang Hao had never heard of a Limit Douluo who controlled the power of the ice element, he guessed that the man in white was likely yet another hidden trump card of Spirit Hall.
Spirit Hall's overwhelming strength only made Tang Hao even more convinced that only by allowing Tang San to become a god could there be hope of avenging Spirit Hall.
After listening to Tang Hao's explanation,
Tang San finally understood just what kind of hatred his father carried.
His sect had been destroyed, forcing him into hiding under a false identity.
Even after enduring all of that, Spirit Hall still refused to spare the surviving descendants of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot as he gritted his teeth.
"Father, once I grow stronger, I will definitely avenge Spirit Hall!"
"As for the Atlas God, he especially has the path to death!"
As though remembering something, Tang San looked toward Tang Hao and asked,
"By the way, Dad, was Mom also killed by Spirit Hall?"
Ever since childhood, he had only had his father and aunt. His mother had long since passed away.
Now, Tang San suspected that his mother's death had also been the work of the utterly evil Spirit Hall.
Faced with Tang San's question, Tang Hao remained silent for a moment before nodding, silently confirming Tang San's guess.
Tang San's mother, Ah Zhu,
How she had died was something Tang Hao knew better than anyone.
Six years ago, she died beneath his Clear Sky Hammer.
But how could he possibly tell Tang San the truth? Blaming Ah Zhu's death on Spirit Hall was the most appropriate course of action.
After all, when the Man-Faced Demon Spider clan was wiped out,
Tang Hao had been the only one present.
Other than him, no one knew how Ah Zhu had died.
"So it really was them. Damn Spirit Hall! I, Tang San, swear that if I do not destroy Spirit Hall, I shall not be worthy of being called a man!"
After learning the truth, Tang San's eyes turned crimson, his breathing became heavy, and he growled viciously.
The destruction of his sect and the murder of his mother were irreconcilable blood feuds!
Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao nodded in satisfaction.
"Good, Xiao San. I'm very pleased that you're determined to take revenge."
"But Spirit Hall is incredibly powerful. They have more Titled Douluo than you can count on both hands, and they even possess several Limit Douluo."
"Among them, the Atlas God, Yun Yuan, personally oversees Spirit Hall. Avenging Spirit Hall won't be easy."
"Over the next few years, I will train you with everything I have. Once you're strong enough, I'll take you to a place where a god's inheritance awaits."
"There, you'll have the chance to become an immortal god. Only by becoming a god will you be able to oppose Spirit Hall's Atlas God."
"Do you understand, Xiao San?"
After hearing Tang Hao's plans for him, Tang San's eyes shone brightly.
"A god? Immortality?!"
Although Tang San had no idea what kind of existence a god was, he understood the meaning of immortality all too well. In his previous life, it had been the lifelong pursuit of countless kings and nobles.
Now, he actually had a chance to obtain immortality.
"Dad, I understand. I'll cultivate diligently and strive to obtain that god's inheritance so I can avenge Spirit Hall."
Tang San declared solemnly.
Now that he had been reborn in the Douluo Continent, Tang San had not only the goal of avenging Spirit Hall but also the goal of attaining immortality.
That god's inheritance was something he was determined to obtain. No one could stop Tang San from becoming immortal!
"Good. In that case, after I've recovered a little, I'll officially begin teaching you."
"Over the next few years, I'll also pass down the supreme secret arts of our Clear Sky Sect."
"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, the ring explosion secret technique, and Great Sumeru Hammer!"
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