Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 416 Bullshit Seagod! Tang San Returns to Seagod Island to Settle Accounts!
The suffocating pressure of destruction that had been looming over the entire Haotian Sect suddenly dissipated, replaced by a feeling of exhaustion from surviving a catastrophe, and an unbelievable, rapidly spreading ecstasy.

After a brief silence, someone suddenly let out a choked cheer, which, like a lit fuse, instantly ignited the entire arena!

"We win! We win!"

"Young Master Yuehua! It was Young Master Yuehua who saved us!"

Deafening shouts of joy, cries, and excited roars converged into a torrent that broke through the clouds and echoed fiercely among the ruined mountain gate.

The disciples helped each other to their feet. Many of them were still injured, their faces stained with blood and tears, but they were all trembling with excitement, calling out Tang Yuehua's name with all their might.

The gazes of Tang Long, Tang Hu, and the others toward the figure in palace attire were filled with boundless gratitude and almost fanatical worship.

At this moment, all sect rules and the authority of elders were cast aside, leaving only the most primal sense of relief at survival and awe and envy for Tang Yuehua's godhood.

Amidst the ruins, Tang San struggled to prop himself up on his elbows, coughing up another mouthful of blood shimmering with azure divine light, which splattered onto the cold rubble, appearing particularly glaring.

"How could this be? What kind of divine artifact was that? How could it have injured me so severely!"

He was in excruciating pain all over his body. His meridians felt as if they had been scorched by fire and then filled with shards of glass. Every breath was accompanied by tearing pain. The once vast and powerful Sea God's power within him was now in disarray, dim and lifeless, as if it would collapse at any moment.

What he found even more unbearable was the humiliation and overwhelming anger that almost tore his soul apart!
He, Tang San, is the newly crowned Sea God!
Actually lost!

Such a complete and ugly defeat!
And it was still because of...

They were defeated by Tang Yuehua!
That aunt who used to have only level nine innate soul power in the sect and almost no combat power, and who was able to ascend to the God Realm through connections!

What utter nonsense about the Sea God's divine position!
He can't even subdue a mere subordinate priest! What kind of god is this?!
This power is completely fake! It's all an illusion!
The Neptune's trials were so easy, like water being poured out; the ninth trial was a disgusting and absurd method of "emptying desires"...

Scenes began to churn uncontrollably in his mind.

At the time, I just felt that I had struck it lucky and that it was my destiny. But now, looking back, everything about it feels strange and humiliating!
The Sea God's Nine Trials were definitely tricked into completing by the Sea God!

And when he walked out of the Sea God's Temple, the extremely strange expressions of the Sea Dragon Douluo and the Sea Maiden Douluo, their shoulders that were desperately trying to suppress their trembling but still revealed a hint of it, and their eyes that avoided meeting his gaze...

It turns out that it wasn't reverence, nor was it suppressing excitement!
That's her desperate attempt to hold back her laughter!
They saw it all!
They were all laughing at him in their hearts!
Look at this ridiculous sea god who inherited his divine position by fighting flying droplets!

Tang San grew angrier the more he thought about it. His eyes turned bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

Shame, resentment, unwillingness, and a crazy feeling of being deceived and betrayed by the whole world grew and spread wildly in his heart like venom, almost completely devouring his last bit of sanity.

This is outrageous! This is outrageous!
Poseidon!!!

And everyone who saw his disgraceful behavior! They all deserve to die! They all deserve to die!
Supported by an extremely obsessive killing intent, he actually managed to stand up again, albeit unsteadily, fueled by a surge of ferocity.

He glared fiercely, like a vengeful ghost, at the cheering Haotian Sect disciples in front of him. Wherever his gaze fell, the cheers stopped abruptly as if they had been choked, replaced by deep fear.

But Tang San did not make another move, as his injuries were too severe.

Moreover, he knew that with Tang Yuehua's strange glass ruyi ring and that super artifact, he wouldn't get away with it today.

"Humph!"

He let out a chilling snort, no longer looking at anyone. He barely managed to gather a wisp of remaining divine power around him, transforming it into an extremely unstable, precarious blue streak of light. It shot into the sky in a disheveled state, hurtling towards one direction—Seagod Island! He was going to find out the truth!
He will make those who dare to mock him pay the most painful price!
……

Just as cheers and wailing mingled in the Haotian Sect square, and Tang San fled in a sorry state.

In the back hill, there is a secluded, dilapidated courtyard that is perpetually filled with the smell of alcohol.

Tang Hao was slumped on the cold stone steps, with several empty wine jars rolling around him.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and his face was covered in stubble and looked颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, decadence, and apathy). His eyes, which once struck fear into the hearts of the Soul Master world, were now only cloudy and numb. He stared blankly at the ground, seemingly lost in thought.

An earth-shattering battle was raging outside the sect, the roar of colliding energy, and faint shouts...

He seemed to hear it, yet he also seemed to hear nothing at all. He had long been accustomed to self-isolation and had become indifferent to everything in the outside world.

Until... the thunderous cheers of "The Sea God has been driven back!" and "Young Master Yuehua!" clearly reached him, striking his lifeless heart like a heavy hammer, which jolted him awake.

A faint, almost imperceptible flicker crossed his cloudy eyes.

What happened outside? Moonlight? The sea god?

He frowned and struggled to get up, but because he had lost his limbs, he could only move his body with his weak soul power.

Because of his alcoholism, he was too weak to stand up.

Just then, a young sect disciple, pale-faced and flustered, ran past his courtyard gate, seemingly on his way to deliver a message.

"stop!"

Tang Hao shouted suddenly in a hoarse voice.

The disciple was startled and stopped in his tracks.

Upon seeing that it was Tang Hao, a complex expression flashed across his face, a mixture of awe, sympathy, and a barely perceptible sense of distance, but he still bowed respectfully.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

Tang Hao took a breath and asked, "I think I heard... something about a sea god? Something about moonlight?"

The disciple's face immediately showed a mixture of fear and excitement, and he said rapidly, "You don't know yet, do you? Tang San has become the Sea God..."

"what?!"

Tang Hao was struck dumb, his eyes widening in disbelief. Before the disciple could finish speaking, he immediately interrupted him:

"The mistress?! The mistress is back?! He...he's become a god?! The sea god?!"

A tremendous surprise, like a warm current, instantly swept through his body, dispelling years of gloom and the smell of alcohol, and even moistened his dry eyes.

His son! His son, Tang San! He actually became a god!

Bringing glory to the family! Truly bringing glory to the family!
His son, Tang Hao, is a god!
This was simply the only and most dazzling ray of light in his broken and gloomy life!
(End of this chapter)