"No, you can't do this."
Yu Xiaogang had lost his earlier composure and confidence; his eyes grew increasingly manic, like a madman, as he sprawled on the ground and began to throw a tantrum.
But the knights responsible for arresting Yu Xiaogang didn't care how he threw a tantrum; they just gave him a disgusted knightly kick.
Yu Xiaogang was sent flying three to five meters by the kick before he finally quieted down and became completely submissive.
"Arrest them all. From the moment they disrespected the Supreme Pontiff, I knew these weren't good people."
The leading knight commander also swept his gaze over Yu Xiaogang with ill intent. Contradicting the Supreme Pontiff, for the knights who most supported the Supreme Pontiff, was an unforgivable crime.
And Yu Xiaogang had contradicted him repeatedly, which was even more a path to his own demise.
Currently, it seemed that Yu Xiaogang would not come out of prison unscathed, even if he suffered greatly. No, even if he endured all possible suffering, he still wouldn't come out unharmed.
As the crowd dispersed, this farce finally ended, and the surrounding spectators were still unsatisfied.
After all, in this All-Continent Soul Master Competition, the Shrek Seven Devils had repeatedly shocked them. First, the Shrek Seven Devils entered the finals without winning a single match.
Then came the revelation of Tang San as an Evil Soul Master. Everything seemed like a play, meticulously designed.
However, tomorrow was the championship battle, and they were eager to see whether the invincible Heaven Dou Royal First Team or the mysterious and powerful Spirit Hall Seven Shines Battle Team would emerge victorious.
...
At this moment, outside Spirit City, two figures sped along, one of whom was still holding a person.
The figure behind them was in hot pursuit, none other than the brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, who were in pursuit.
"Haotian Thief, you Sect traitor, come and face your death!"
At this moment, Tang Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox, holding his Clear Sky Hammer. His aggressive demeanor made Tang Hao tremble with fear.
"Hmph, you are nothing but a usurper who altered Dad's will. Originally, I was the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect."
Tang Hao cried out in a choked voice, remembering his experiences over the years, wishing he could grind his teeth to dust.
Everything had originally belonged to him. He was the most talented junior in the Clear Sky Sect of his generation. Although Tang Xiao was known as one of the haotian double stars with him,
his strength was simply not as good as his.
How could Dad, who valued him so much back then, suddenly pass the position of Sect Master to Tang Xiao, that Waste? It must have been Tang Xiao who harmed Dad.
Everything should have originally belonged to him.
"You're spouting nonsense!"
Tang Xiao seemed to be provoked by Tang Hao's words; his face flushed, and he was filled with indignation.
The veins on his hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer bulged, and he said in a deep, suppressed voice, "That was mine, mine!"
Recalling the secrets his Dad had kept from him, and the compulsion from the Sect Elders, Tang Xiao suppressed his inner pain and the anger in his mind. His resentment towards life's unfairness and his Dad's favoritism, at this moment, burst forth without restraint.
He was clearly the eldest son, and he and Tang Hao were both intelligent, so why did that old man Tang Zhen still hide secrets from him?
Everything should be his. A hint of anger flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes; he wished he could dig up Tang Zhen on the spot.
Why? Why did he hide the secret that his grandfather had an Opportunity to become a god?
"All of that was supposed to be mine, mine."
Tang Xiao's eyes were filled with rage. He immediately raised his Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it down, a Clear Sky Strike imbued with Tang Xiao's fury, instantly blasting Tang Hao to the ground.
Without the help of the Asura God, Tang Hao now had no means of survival. He plummeted hundreds of meters.
He hit the ground heavily. As the dust cleared, the once unparalleled Tang Hao lay on the ground, all the bones in his body shattered by Tang Xiao's hammer blow.
"Dad!"
Tang San looked at Tang Hao, who had taken Tang Xiao's blow head-on and was now unconscious, his heart filled with sorrow, but his own leg was also broken.
Looking at the approaching Tang Xiao, his mood had sunk to rock bottom.
"Tang Xiao, you and Dad are brothers. Do you really mean to kill them all?"
To save his life, Tang San had no choice but to cry out, hoping to awaken a trace of brotherly affection in Tang Xiao's heart.
"Brothers, bullshit! Who is brothers with this ungrateful wretch who betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors?"
Tang Xiao's eyes widened, and he said in a stern tone, his eyes filled with killing intent. Brothers? He wished he could just kill Tang San, that ungrateful wretch, and feed him to the dogs.
However, considering that Tang San was his son, Tang Xiao also put away his intimidating gaze and looked at Tang San in front of him.
His gaze couldn't help but scrutinize his eldest son, whom he had only met once since his birth. His heart was filled with mixed emotions.
His voice gradually choked, and his hands trembled slightly, wanting to touch Tang San's rough face.
"What are you doing!"
Seeing Tang Xiao like this, a bad premonition immediately surged in Tang San's heart, and he immediately questioned him vigilantly.
"Child, haven't you noticed our similarities?"
Tang Xiao felt a little sad seeing Tang San's wary expression towards him, but more than that, he wanted to make amends to his eldest son.
Similarities? What similarities could I have with you, my father's killer?
Tang San muttered to himself, but to save his own life and to avenge his father in the future, he could only remain silent.
"Alas, child, release your Clear Sky Hammer."
Tang Xiao felt a pang of pain seeing that Tang San hadn't noticed his resemblance to himself. What had this child been through?
He looked so much like him, yet he couldn't even tell.
"Clear Sky Hammer?"
Tang San was a little confused, not knowing what to do by releasing the Clear Sky Hammer, but everything was for survival, so he still released the hammer.
A small hammer, round at both ends, slowly appeared in Tang San's hand.
"That's right! Tang San, you are indeed my son."
Upon seeing Tang San's Spirit, Tang Hao was finally certain that Tang San was indeed his biological son, and he couldn't help but be incredibly excited.
He also placed his own Clear Sky Hammer Spirit in front of Tang San.
"Child, your Spirit is our best proof! You are my son, Tang Xiao!"
Hearing Tang Xiao's words, Tang San felt as if he had been struck by lightning, stunned ing in place, appearing somewhat at a loss. He looked at his own Clear Sky Hammer, then at Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer.
After confirming that their Spirits were identical, his pupils constricted. He kept retreating, unable to believe it, not daring to open his eyes, hoping it was an illusion.
"No! No! This isn't real!!!"
How could this be? How could his Dad have changed from Tang Hao to Tang Xiao?
"Child, listen to me."
Looking at Tang San's incredulous eyes, Tang Xiao felt another pang of sorrow. He grabbed Tang San's shoulders and truthfully recounted everything that had happened years ago.
Suddenly, Tang San's brain cells were instantly overwhelmed by the massive amount of information; his mother was actually an Evil Soul Master!