Just as Ning Fengzhi was hesitating, Xiao Se's voice rang in his ears: "Tang Ritian, two years ago you ambushed me in Soto City, and you managed to escape by luck. This time, you won't be so lucky."
Xiao Se reached out and inhaled, drawing Tang Ritian's battered body along with the three Spirit Bones towards him, and grabbed his throat with his right hand.
"Let go of my father." Tang San took out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow from his spirit tool and fired continuously at Xiao Se. But before those arrows, forged from fine iron, could even get close to Xiao Se, they were burned to ashes by an invisible flame.
"Seeking death." Xiao Se narrowed his eyes, releasing the heart fire of the Fallen Heart Flame, which invaded Tang San's body to calcine his Soul.
"Ah!" Tang San knelt on the ground, letting out a heart-rending scream.
"Supreme Pontiff, it's alright if I kill Tang San and his father here, right?" Xiao Se looked at Bibi Dong and asked pretentiously.
"Your Excellency, please feel free. Tang Hao was already a wanted criminal of the Spirit Hall." A spring breeze-like smile appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful Face.
"What about Brother Xue?" Xiao Se looked at Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe. In this public setting, he still needed to give Qian Renxue some Face.
"This is a personal grievance between Clear Sky Douluo and Brother Xiao Se; the Heaven Dou Empire has no right to interfere," Qian Renxue said with a smile.
"School Master Ning." Xiao Se looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Qinghe is right; this is a personal grievance between you and Clear Sky Douluo." Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly and said. Among those present, only Bibi Dong might be able to stop him. That was clearly unrealistic. Moreover, there was no need to offend Xiao Se here for the sake of a crippled Tang Hao.
With his Soul suffering from the calcination of the heart fire, Tang San was in extreme pain. Hearing the conversation between Xiao Se, Ning Fengzhi, and the others, he looked around and discovered that not a single person present was pleading for him and his father. Even his former companions from Shrek Academy did not step forward.
During this, Yu Xiaogang did want to step forward, but after seeing Bibi Dong's gaze, he immediately shrank back. He definitely did not want to return to that terrifying Avici Hell.
"Erlong, you know Xiao Se, see if you can save Little San." In desperation, Yu Xiaogang had to ask Liu Erlong for help. There was no hope for Tang Ritian; even if saved, he wouldn't live for many more hours. Tang San was different; he was his hope for making a name for himself and washing away his humiliation. He could not die.
"You heard what Xiao Se said just now; it was Tang Hao who ambushed him earlier, and now he's attacking him again. How can you expect me to plead for him? Besides, with Tang San's vengeful nature, do you think Xiao Se would let this hidden danger go? I can't help with this." Liu Erlong said indifferently. She had never liked Tang Ritian or Tang San in her heart, and now that she knew what Tang Ritian had done, it was already good that she was restraining herself from going up and hammering them to death.
"Rongrong." Yu Xiaogang turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong, casting an expectant look at her, hoping that Ning Rongrong would ask her father, Ning Fengzhi, for help.
"Sorry, Grandmaster, you heard my father's words just now; I am powerless to help." Ning Rongrong shrugged slightly. She had no good feelings at all for this guy from Shrek who messed around in male-male relationships. On the contrary, the strength Xiao Se displayed deeply attracted her.
"Cough." On the VIP platform, Tang Ritian, whose throat was being gripped by Xiao Se, spat out a large mouthful of blood, but before it could touch Xiao Se, it was evaporated by an invisible flame.
"Cough, cough. I really didn't expect you to have become this strong. I lost." Tang Ritian, struggling with his exhausted body, revealed a miserable bitter smile: "Can you fulfill one wish before I die? So I can die with my eyes closed."
"Is it about whether Tang San was subjected to Possession? I will satisfy you." Xiao Se infused a trace of Soul power into Tang Ritian to keep him alive, threw him into the arms of the wailing Tang San, and stopped the heart fire from calcining Tang San's Soul.
"Father, are you okay?" Tang San tearfully picked up Tang Ritian.
"I am happy to see you shed tears, but before I die, I want to know, are you really my son?" Tang Ritian asked Tang San.
"Father, what are you saying? Of course I am your son, Tang San." Hearing this, Tang San was stunned, a flash of strangeness passed through his eyes, and he thought to himself, could his identity as a Transmigration person have been discovered by Father?
"You are still so bad at lying. From the moment you were born, you seemed somewhat excessively mature. I never taught you anything. You could cook at two years old, and those strange Hidden Weapons and self-created Spirit Abilities—no one taught you those either. Where did you learn them from?" Tang Ritian, in his final moments of lucidity, questioned him.
"Father, I..." Tang San was unable to refute.
At this point, how could Tang Ritian not know that Xiao Se was right? He roared: "Tell me, why did you choose my son? He was just born, he hadn't even seen his parents once. Why... why did you have to be so heartless as to devour his Soul and commit Possession on his body?"
By the end, Tang Ritian became increasingly agitated, lifting his only remaining arm to grab Tang San's collar.
"Father... it's not like that. I didn't know what happened at the time, either. After jumping off a cliff, I muddle-headedly became an infant." Tang San tearfully and hurriedly explained. Having lived two lives and having lacked love since childhood, what he feared most was losing love. Losing love meant losing everything to him. If even his closest father no longer loved him, what was he to do?
However, Tang Ritian could no longer respond to him.
Four of his five limbs were severed, leaving only one arm, and his body had been blown to a mess by the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus. It could be said that Tang Ritian was able to survive not only due to the trace of Soul power given by Xiao Se, but more so due to his tenacious willpower.
Now that he knew the answer, he no longer had the will to live.
His pupils gradually lost their luster; he was completely dead.
"Ah!" Tang San roared at the sky, an Aura not inferior to a Spirit King erupting from his body. His only relative had died, died with hatred for him—hating him for committing Possession on the original Tang San.
"Xiao Se, you have left me without love; I want to perish together with you." While speaking, Tang San summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and attacked Xiao Se. At the same time, he threw countless Hidden Weapons at Xiao Se.
Countless Hidden Weapons, large and small, attacked Xiao Se like raindrops, but before they could get within a zhang of Xiao Se, they were burned clean by that invisible ring of fire. Tang San, blinded by hatred, raised the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it angrily towards Xiao Se. The moment it approached the fire ring, the Clear Sky Hammer, along with his body, was burned into nothingness by the invisible fire ring.
"Want to run?" Xiao Se beckoned with his hand, and a blue light orb the size of a dragon's eye was grasped in his hand. This was Tang San's Soul. If he let it leave, it would find another place for Reincarnation or Rebirth through Possession. Xiao Se did not want to leave any hidden dangers, so he had noticed it early on.
"Let go of me, you bastard, let go of me quickly." The blue light orb transformed into a small ghost, struggling violently in Xiao Se's hand.
The whole audience was stunned. Who would have thought that this Genius with twin spirits, who was the center of attention in the outside world, was actually an old guy who had committed Possession and Rebirth?
(End of Chapter)
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