Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 411 Tang San Returns to the Clear Sky Sect

The spatial rift in the forbidden abyss of the divine realm, where the Golden Dragon King perished, is still slowly repairing itself.

The energy turbulence had not yet completely subsided, and the air was thick with a sense of simmering tension.

Yu Xiaolie stood suspended at the core of this broken void, the chaotic radiance flowing around him had been subdued, yet it appeared even more unfathomable.

His gaze swept over the massive, mountain-like remains of the Golden Dragon King below, and his thoughts stirred slightly.

A divine soul bone, the most dazzling of all, containing the Golden Dragon King's original divine power and the ultimate law of destruction, immediately flew up on its own, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into his hand.

He turned to the four god-kings beside him, each with a different expression, his voice calm and composed, yet carrying an undeniable resolve:
"The Golden Dragon King is a treasure trove; his dragon bones and claws all contain his original divine power, making them peerless artifacts. The four of you will each receive one, and the remaining ones will be collected and sealed by the Divine Realm Committee. Any righteous god in the Divine Realm may apply to the Committee for one if needed or if their merits are sufficient."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four god-kings reacted in different ways.

The God of Destruction's eyes shone brightly with purple light, and he almost couldn't wait to take a step forward, his aura of destruction slightly boiling with excitement.

He had long coveted the Golden Dragon King's ultimate destructive power, which was the treasure that best suited his destructive attribute!
He couldn't wait to grab a piece of dragon claw into his hand, feeling the surging power within, and his face showed an almost obsessive fanaticism.

The god of evil crossed his arms, a greedy smile playing on his lips:

"Hehe, the laws of destruction within the dragon bones, though not as ferocious as those in the dragon claws, are more suitable for forging divine artifacts. I want the thickest tailbone!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to signal the evil temple subordinates behind him to step forward and carefully dismantle the Golden Dragon King's tailbone.

The God of Kindness glanced at Yu Xiaolie with a complicated expression, and then began to select a rib.

The Goddess of Life sighed softly, glanced with some emotion at the Golden Dragon King's gradually fading body, and finally chose a dragon scale.

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the other side.

Tang San crashed into the body of a barren mountain like a falling meteor.

The desolate mountain was already covered with rocks and dead trees. After his impact, the mountain collapsed, creating a deep pit with a diameter of about ten feet, and flying debris everywhere.

He was embedded in the center of the crater he had created, and excruciating pain shot through his limbs and bones. His chest was churning with blood and qi, and a sweet taste rose in his throat as he spat out another mouthful of blood that shimmered with a deep blue divine light.

"Cough...cough..."

He coughed violently, each cough seeming to pull at his body, which felt like it was about to fall apart.

Tang San struggled to pull himself out of the human-shaped pit and staggered down onto the ravaged hillside below, barely managing to stand by leaning on the massive Poseidon's Hammer.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his eyes filled with such venom that they seemed to bleed.

His gaze pierced through the mountains, and he could imagine the gloating expressions of the Blue Lightning Sect disciples, which fueled his anger, causing him to grind his teeth.

"Damn it! The Spirit Hall is actually colluding with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

He never imagined that Qian Renxue would become a god!
Even more unexpectedly, she would stand on Yu Xiaolie's side so unreservedly! Qian Renxue and Yu Xiaolie had no prior relationship, so why would she become his enemy, the "Sea God," for the sake of the Blue Lightning Sect?
And there's also Yu Xiaolie's lingering divine thought!

Even though he's already gone to the realm of gods, he still leaves behind a wisp of his will to oppose him!

He couldn't swallow this breath no matter what!

The dull pain in his chest and the sluggish feeling in his divine power reminded him that his injuries were serious.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his surging blood and killing intent. The power of the Vast Ocean Divine Force circulated spontaneously, slowly repairing his wounds, its azure light flickering faintly.

He is, after all, a god!
As long as the divine core remains intact and the source of divine power continues, these injuries will heal sooner or later.

Mortal medicines may be useless to him, but the vast energy of the ocean is his best source of healing.

At this moment, however, he neither wanted nor could return to the sea; to return empty-handed would be too humiliating.

His gaze once again turned to the distance, as if it could pierce through the mountains and reach the sect he hated to the core.

"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan... Qian Renxue isn't always around! I'll deal with you later!"

After he finished speaking, another thought began to grow wildly in his mind.

He is now a god! The supreme god of the sea!
The first to pay the price shouldn't be the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, but rather...

That cowardly sect that caused his father to live a life of depression and made his family suffer endless hardships!

Haotian Sect!
The mere thought of that name sent a shiver of pain through Tang San's heart, as if being devoured by a venomous snake.

Those years of being bullied and looked down upon, the despair after my father lost his limb, the indifferent attitude of the sect...

All the pent-up resentment revived and erupted in his chest like a volcano!
Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up, overwhelmed by a mix of vengeful pleasure and a twisted sense of excitement at "returning home in glory."

He felt as if he were already standing on the main peak of the Haotian Sect, watching Tang Xiao and the elders kneel in fear before him, listening to their repentance for the injustice they had done to Tang Hao, and watching the disciples bow down to him and shout "Your Majesty, Sea God".

This is the treatment he deserves, the "prestige" he should have after becoming a god!
"With my current strength, I will definitely be able to get justice for my father when I go back! I will make those stubborn old men who looked down on my father and me, expelled my father from the sect, and caused my family to be destroyed kneel down and repent!"

At that time, he will hold the token of his great-grandfather and be imbued with the divine might of the Sea God. With absolute power and status, he will rebuild the Haotian Sect!
Take back everything that rightfully belongs to his father and to him!
The thought made him tremble slightly with excitement, and even the pain in his body seemed to lessen considerably.

"Hmph, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I'll let you linger on for a few more days!"

He took a deep breath, and the vast divine power around him surged again. Although it was not as smooth as in his prime, it was still enough to support his flight.

It wobbled as it rose into the air, discerned its direction, and then transformed into a slightly dim blue streak of light, speeding towards the Haotian Sect.

Soon, a magnificent, cloud-shrouded mountain range came into view at the edge of the horizon.

That familiar yet unfamiliar main peak, piercing the sky like a sharp sword, is the location of the Haotian Sect. The secondary peaks on either side of the main peak are like wings, encircling it and forming a natural barrier. Occasionally, one can see the figures of patrolling disciples on the mountain path.

The closer he got, the faster Tang San's heart beat.

It wasn't a feeling of trepidation upon returning home, but rather a long-suppressed resentment and a sense of catharsis about to be released.

He flew directly to the sky above the main peak and hovered above the huge sect square.

The familiar buildings below, the patrolling disciples—everything seemed largely unchanged from when he last secretly came, still exuding a somber and conservative atmosphere.

A fierce glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and all his resentment erupted at that moment.

He took a deep breath, channeling his immense divine power into his voice, which, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded throughout the entire Haotian Sect:

"Tang Xiao! Elders! Come out here!!"

(End of this chapter)