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The shadow of their first defeat weighed heavily on Tang Xiao and the nine elders, plunging them into a deep gloom.
However, the timely arrival of Tang San and Tang Hao acted as a much-needed morale boost for Tang Xiao.
"Thanks to you, Brother Hao. If it weren't for you, all of us would have been left behind by the enemy."
Tang Hao, while helping Tang Xiao heal, modestly brushed off the praise.
"It was just good timing. Big Brother, if you want to thank anyone, thank Little San. If he hadn't had such a great opportunity, I wouldn't have been able to come and help."
These words piqued Tang Xiao's curiosity. After all, in just five short years, his nephew had reached an unfathomable level of power, and Tang Hao had not only fully recovered but surpassed his previous strength. The nature of their extraordinary encounters was truly intriguing.
Tang Hao didn't hold back and directly revealed that Tang San had completed the Asura God Trial.
The gathered elders, who had been eavesdropping intently, were utterly shocked. After all, Tang Chen, the legendary ancestor who once shook the world, had disappeared while searching for a divine position.
No one expected that in Tang San's generation, the once-mythical tale of ascending to godhood would actually come true.
And Tang San's overwhelming power reignited the spirits of the previously battered and confidence-shattered members of the Hao Tian Sect.
"Our Hao Tian Sect has truly produced a god—a real god!"
However, the seventh elder seemed to recall something and muttered discontentedly to himself.
"Now that he's a god, why didn't he just slaughter those brats on the spot?"
The eldest elder's expression changed abruptly, and he hurried to stop the seventh elder from courting death with his reckless words.
But at this moment, Tang San turned his gaze toward them. A terrifying wave of pressure erupted, sending the seventh elder flying backward with tremendous force, smashing through walls.
This scene sent cold sweat down everyone's spines. Tang Hao quickly stepped forward to intervene.
"Little San, let's talk this out calmly—don't resort to violence."
At this moment, Tang San's face was icy, but he still maintained respect for Tang Hao, immediately retracting his oppressive aura.
He had never been close to the Hao Tian Sect members, and due to Tang Hao's past actions, he harbored no goodwill toward them. Now, the seventh elder dared to speak so brazenly about him as if he were still a weak soul master? It was sheer recklessness.
Looking at these elders, Tang San couldn't help but recall the disdainful elders of the Tang Sect from his past life, stirring up a surge of malevolence in his heart.
Tang San felt it was necessary to teach these haughty elders a lesson they wouldn't forget.
"You're not qualified to tell me what to do," Tang San said coldly before walking out.
The Hao Tian Sect members were shaken by Tang San's attitude, but they continued to treat Tang Hao with the same lack of warmth, though they dared not voice it openly. After all, a god was present—no matter how softly spoken, their words might still be overheard.
However, the elders inwardly grumbled among themselves, blaming Tang San's lack of upbringing for being raised outside the sect.
At this moment, the White Tiger Emperor entered, his heart heavy as he looked at the severely wounded and weakened members of the Hao Tian Sect—the very backbone of the Star Luo Empire's resistance.
His face filled with shame, the White Tiger Emperor repeatedly apologized, "It's all my fault for failing to gather sufficient intelligence, causing all of you to sustain such grave injuries. I am deeply ashamed!"
Though the White Tiger Emperor's performance was tearful and dramatic, most present were shrewd individuals. They outwardly consoled him, assuring him it wasn't his fault and that victory and defeat were common in warfare.
They also informed the White Tiger Emperor about Tang San's ascension to godhood. Upon hearing this, the White Tiger Emperor's face lit up with joy, expressing his intention to properly thank Tang San.
Seeing Tang San, the White Tiger Emperor showered him with flattery, lavishing praise upon him without restraint. Tang San, who had been cold-faced, immediately brightened, basking in the adulation. This kind of praise—it should come more often, much more often.
However, the White Tiger Emperor didn't want a god standing above him, issuing commands freely.
Carefully probing Tang San's attitude, he ultimately bestowed upon Tang San the title of "Equal-Rank King," granting him equal status to himself.
Tang San, who in his past life had been a mere outer disciple of the Tang Sect, was completely dazzled by this honor and readily accepted.
After a round of pleasantries, the White Tiger Emperor cautiously asked Tang San,
"Equal-Rank King, do you have any advice for the upcoming battle?"
With his power skyrocketing, Tang San no longer regarded the mortals of the Douluo Continent as worthy of notice. Believing himself to be the only one who understood the gap between gods and humans, he confidently replied,
"Leave it to me. I will correct the Spirit Hall's mistakes and ensure that it becomes nothing more than history."
Seeing Tang San's self-assured demeanor, and noting that the Holy Spirit Empire hadn't attacked despite declaring war yesterday, the White Tiger Emperor subconsciously attributed this to Tang San's intimidating presence and immediately believed him.
Overjoyed, the White Tiger Emperor hurriedly offered a toast.
But little did the White Tiger Emperor and his entourage know, Ye Wen was simply taking a break after indulging in the spoils of war.
Meanwhile, inside the camp, Huo Rui cautiously asked Ye Wen,
"Master, how should we proceed tomorrow?"
Ye Wen remained silent, lightly tapping the table. With so many capable generals under his command, Tang San's current strength was simply not worth his attention.
Huo Rui wasn't in a rush either. Though she wanted to challenge Tang San herself, such major decisions were best left to Ye Wen.
"The Asura God is still a God King. Who knows what trump cards he might have given Tang San? I'll take the field personally tomorrow."
Huo Rui nodded without protest. She had already reached level 97, and with the aid of her five-word divine armor, her strength could soar to the level of 117.
However, Ye Wen had once explained that upon completing the god trial and donning divine armor, one would gain the equivalent of six-word divine armor's enhancement. Moreover, unlike pseudo-gods like herself wearing five-word divine armor, Tang San was a true god with a divine core, making him far more powerful.
Huo Rui didn't let her increased strength inflate her ego to the point of believing she could defeat Tang San.
Still, as the true ruler of their side, Ye Wen's appearance tomorrow couldn't be too lackluster. Huo Rui decided to make a grand display tomorrow.
Unaware of Huo Rui's wandering thoughts, Ye Wen picked up a new piece of intelligence.
"A mere ant trying to shake a tree—overestimating their own strength," Ye Wen murmured softly.
These words drew Huo Rui's attention back, and she curiously asked,
"What is it, Master?"
Ye Wen casually set the intelligence aside and replied,
"Nothing important. It's just that Tang San's involvement has made the Star Luo side believe they can crush us in one decisive blow. They're now gathering all their main forces here.
Especially the Dai family members capable of performing spirit fusion techniques—they've all been called over."
Huo Rui understood why Ye Wen had made that earlier remark and sneered.
Though the Dai family's spirit fusion technique, the Netherworld White Tiger, resembled a martial soul's true body, making people think it lost its usefulness after reaching the Spirit Sage level, its essence was still a spirit fusion technique capable of forcibly elevating power by nearly an entire rank.
The most prominent example was the Legendary Dragon Serpent Couple.
The Dragon Old Man, a Spirit Douluo, and the Snake Grandma, a Spirit Emperor, combined their powers to match even Du Gu Bo, the weakest Title Douluo in the original storyline.
But now…
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