In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 451 Tang San Confronts Tang Hao

That night.

Outside the territory of the Power Clan, adjacent to the Heavenly Dou Martial Soul Temple, within Heavenly Dou City.

A burly, dark figure slowly appeared.

"Taino... What a Taino! What a powerful clan!"

The man growled in a low voice.

"Traitors who have sided with the Spirit Hall, I could barely turn a blind eye to you before, but now you dare to bully my son. Even after my son revealed his Clear Sky Hammer spirit, knowing full well that he is my son, Tang Hao's son... You truly don't respect me, your former master!"

"Just because you've become the Spirit Hall's lackeys, does that give you the audacity to act so recklessly?"

A ferocious look appeared on his face.

It seems that Tang Hao has forgotten how domineering the Soul Masters backed by the Clear Sky Sect were when it was at its peak.

He fell silent, then his right hand made a grasping motion, and the Clear Sky Hammer… well, the bamboo shoot-shaped Clear Sky Hammer immediately appeared. The next moment, excluding that touch of blood red, just nine spirit rings of the best configuration rose from beneath his feet.

Looking at the nine spirit rings swirling around him, especially the two yellow and two purple ones, Tang Hao hadn't thought much of it before, but now he found them incredibly irritating.

Over the years, Tang Hao traveled all over the country and accidentally learned some secrets.

It seems that, setting aside those who inherit divine positions, even someone like the Chosen High Priest can achieve extraordinary levels of soul ring configuration with the help of divine trials. For example, eight black and one red; or six black and three red!

And what about him?

A dignified successor of the Rakshasa god.

The future Rakshasa God!

Even now, the Soul Ring configuration is still just average, the best?

What a stingy Rakshasa God! What a stingy Rakshasa God...

Tang Hao had thought this to himself countless times.

As for showing it, he still didn't dare.

After all, he was afraid of angering the Rakshasa god and having the Rakshasa god test given to him revoked. Wouldn't all his hard work over the years have been in vain?

Tang Hao stopped thinking and slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, which simultaneously enlarged several times.

At this moment, if Tang Hao simply waved his hand, the Power Clan's stronghold would be smashed to pieces in less than ten seconds.

But suddenly, Tang Hao stopped.

Because he sensed an aura that wasn't particularly terrifying to him, but was roughly on the same level as his own.

The direction from which the aura was coming was...

Martial Spirit Temple!

Suddenly, Tang Hao remembered a rumor.

On the day of the first Sacred Ritual, a Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall happened to break through to the Title Douluo realm, and thus became the "first" absorber of an artificial inner core spirit ring...

Salas.

Tang Hao remembered that the Platinum Bishop of the Heavenly Dou Martial Soul Temple had this name.

"Who dares to lay a hand on my Spirit Hall's affiliated clans right under my nose?!"

Just then, a loud shout came from afar.

Tang Hao's expression changed slightly. He thought of many things in an instant, but ultimately decided to retreat.

shuh...

Just as Tang Hao's figure disappeared without a trace, two figures slowly appeared in the void, namely Salas and Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao gazed leisurely in the direction where Tang Hao had disappeared, while Salas fawned over him:

"Your Highness, are we just going to let Tang Hao go like this?"

Wang Zhao glanced at him sideways.

"Don't worry about that. As for Tang San revealing his Clear Sky Hammer spirit and his identity as Tang Hao's son... let's pretend we don't care for now."

"Yes."

……

At Blue Tyrant Academy, Tang San returned to his dormitory alone, limping along.

Thinking about the series of bad luck he had recently experienced, Tang San vented his anger in his room. Afterwards, he fell to the ground and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Waaaaah, why am I so miserable? All I wanted was to be reborn and find my lover again, why...waaaaah..."

Tang San sobbed, then suddenly stopped, his eyes quickly turning sinister. He wiped away his tears and sat blankly on the bed.

"Rebirth my ass!"

"Wouldn't it be better to just be my high and mighty God-King?"

"What a waste of time!"

"..."

After a short while, the light in his eyes gradually returned. He remained silent for a while, pondering, and then tried to speak towards the wall:

"Father."

"Daddy".

"My mistress knows you've been secretly protecting me. Could you please show yourself to me?"

"You are a Title Douluo, right? You were once the Haotian Douluo."

"..."

No one responded.

Tang San's eyes remained expressionless.

Clearly, Tang Hao still didn't secretly visit him today, making his efforts futile once again...

"The other woman"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang out behind Tang San.

Tang San turned his head sharply and saw a disheveled man standing outside the window behind him. His eyes lit up with surprise.

"Daddy! You're finally here!"

Tang Hao paused for a moment, then entered Tang San's room through the window. Ignoring Tang San's surprise, he simply asked in a low voice:

"How did you know my identity? Did Yu Xiaogang tell you?"

Tang San did not answer Tang Hao's question immediately, but slowly walked towards Tang Hao step by step, and finally suddenly threw himself into Tang Hao's arms.

"Waaaaah..."

Tang Shenwang couldn't help but cry again.

Tang Hao frowned.

He had just arrived when he heard Tang San crying against the wall, and he was filled with doubt.

How exactly did Yu Xiaogang raise her son? How did her son become such a crybaby?

Tang Hao felt annoyed by Tang San's crying and quickly pushed him away, asking again with a serious expression:

"What's wrong with you?"

Tang San, who had been pushed away, pursed his lips and then wiped away the tears on his face.

He met Tang Hao's gaze directly, his eyes gradually becoming more profound.

"Daddy".

"Um?"

Looking at Tang San like this, Tang Hao suddenly recalled the time when he was recuperating in Holy Soul Village and accidentally discovered a series of strange behaviors of Tang San that were inconsistent with his age. As if he had suddenly realized something, his expression became somewhat indifferent.

Unexpectedly, Tang San's next words caused him to instantly lose his composure.

"I am someone who has already lived 'one life,' a reborn individual!"

.........

"The Spirit Hall has been destroyed?"

"A-Gin has also been resurrected and returned to my side??"

"Your ultimate achievement, mistress, is becoming both a sea god and a god of asura, holding two divine positions simultaneously???"

After listening to Tang San's long speech, Tang Hao's expression gradually became blank.

"So... how exactly did things turn out this way?"

Seeing that he had completely gained his father's trust, Tang San said seriously:

"variable!"

"Because this era has seen countless variables!"

"variable……"

Tang Hao muttered to himself for a while, and immediately thought of two people.

"You mean Wang Zhao, the Lord of the Dragon King Palace, and Li Ming, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?!"

Tang San's gaze was heavy.

"They are just two of them."

(End of this chapter)