Chapter 308: ??
"Waste."
Seeing Tang Chen so utterly defeated, so devastated by such a minor setback that he'd forgotten even the important task of offering sacrifice, the Asura God, enraged, slammed his hand down on the table.
However, the fact that Qian Daoliu had even achieved godhood was truly beyond his expectations.
He might be only a weak third-level god,
but logically, a High Priest of God couldn't achieve godhood.
Could it be that Lin Hanye had forcibly condensed his godhood into him?
That was the only possible explanation. This was all the more reason for judgment. He dared to violate the rules of the God Realm and privately deify the High Priest of God. He was practically courting death.
"Tang Chen, let me help you. Unleash the last of my remaining energy."
He raised his right hand, a scarlet, demonic light emanating from his palm. The Asura God clenched it fiercely.
Tang Chen, still in doubt about his life, let out a scream as he was enveloped in a blood-red light. Then, as if suspended on a wire, he was lifted high into the air.
"Great-grandfather, don't... don't sacrifice yourself."
Seeing this, Tang San, who had been terrified, suddenly brightened with joy. Now he could finally become the Shura God, avenge his grievances, and reclaim Weiwei.
However, he still feigned anxiety, shouting as if he didn't want Tang Chen to sacrifice himself.
"This is the Shura God!"
Tang Chen struggled in agony. Only then did he understand the meaning of Lin Hanye's words.
It turned out that the Shura God had never intended to pass on the throne to him.
He had only wanted him to be a pawn, a stepping stone for his prized successor.
But it didn't matter. After all, it was his great-grandson who would inherit the Shura Godhood.
Even if he was truly being plotted against, he was willing to accept it.
Thinking of this, Tang Chen looked at his great-grandson, Tang San, with a kind gaze, and ceased struggling, a relieved smile on his face.
It seemed to be telling him, "Xiao San, don't be sad about your great-grandfather's death. Remember to avenge your father and the Haotian Sect."
But Lin Hanye's words shattered his illusions, "He's not your great-grandson."
Simultaneously, Lin Hanye used mind-sharing to transmit the image of the Asura God leading the otherworldly soul to possess Tang San's body.
"What..."
Tang Chen couldn't believe his eyes. It turned out that not only he, but also his grandson and great-grandson had been pawns of the Asura God from the beginning.
"Grandpa."
"Tang Chen Patriarch."
Tang Hao and the members of the Haotian Sect arrived just in time and cried out in grief upon seeing this scene.
Xiao Wu, who had arrived with them, was heartfeltly happy for her three giegies, because they could finally become gods.
"The ones who killed me were the Asura God and Tang San."
Tang Chen, having sacrificed all his energy and life force, howled miserably, his body crumbling into ash and completely disintegrating.
Meanwhile, Tang San now wore a set of blood-colored magic pattern armor, the same as the Asura God's, finally inheriting the Asura God's throne.
Holding the Shura Demon Sword, he slowly descended in front of Tang Hao and the others, his back to them.
"Tang San, what did you do to our ancestor?"
Tang Lie, already aware of Tang San's identity after Tang Hao's introduction, angrily rebuked him.
"My great-grandfather was severely injured by Qian Daoliu and sacrificed himself to save me," Tang San explained indifferently.
"I'm asking what the ancestor Tang Chen meant by his last words before he died?"
Tang Lie's voice was thick with undisguised fury, and anyone with a discerning eye could discern the meaning of Tang Chen's words: he claimed that the Shura God and Tang San were responsible for his death.
"I don't want to repeat myself a second time."
Tang San's eyes flickered slightly, though no movement was visible. He simply released a wisp of aura, shocking Tang Lie and sending him retreating.
If he were weaker, and the other party held him accountable, Tang San would undoubtedly claim that everything was wrong, all his father's fault, and that he would bear the full responsibility.
But now, as the Shura God, he was undeniably the other party's fault.
When his father was besieged by the Spirit Hall's troops, they not only refused to help but expelled him from the sect.
It was a recipe for death.
If it weren't for his father's sake, he would have slain them with a single blow.
Tang Hao said from the side, "Alright, Xiao San, he's just too concerned. Now that you've become a god, can you resurrect your mother?"
"Of course, but first, we need to deal with them." Tang San raised his sword and pointed it indifferently at Lin Hanye and the others in the air across from him.
"What a shame! You could have had a chance to resurrect that she-wolf."
As Lin Hanye spoke, Qian Renxue spread her six brilliant golden wings, shrouded in golden light. Like a small golden sun, she charged at Tang San with countless streamers of light.
With a single strike of her sword, a massive angelic statue materialized behind her, and they slashed together with their swords.
"Spirit Hall, Spirit Master Guild, accept justice."
Tang San remained undaunted. As the Shura statue emerged, its body ablaze with crimson demonic light, he advanced to meet the attack with his sword.
Inside the Asura Temple in the Divine Realm, the Asura God watched Tang San and Qian Renxue charging at each other, a smile on his face.
After so long planning, he was finally reaping the rewards.
But what followed stunned the Asura God.
Qian Renxue, originally only at the level of a First-Level Divine, suddenly saw her aura surge to that of a Divine King the moment she engaged Tang San.
While the Asura God was known as one of the Three Law Enforcement Gods of the Divine Realm, rivaling a Divine King, he was not a true Divine King.
Furthermore, Qian Renxue had condensed three soul cores before becoming a Divine, giving her a depth far exceeding Tang San's.
With just one clash, Tang San's Asura Demon Sword nearly flew out of his grasp. He was sent flying backwards like a cannonball, just as Qian Daoliu had struck Tang Chen earlier.
It was only because Tang San had attained Divinity and was still wearing Divine Garment that the blow would have been fatal.
"You are the one who should be judged."
With a single blow, she sent Tang San flying, and Qian Renxue charged again.
Tang San hurriedly steadied himself and attacked again.
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