Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Tang San pressed for an answer, a very bad premonition rising in his heart.

"And...where is my father? Where are Aunt Liu Erlong and Dean Flander? Why aren't they with you?"

Tang San's series of anxious questions left Yu Xiaogang at a loss.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but not a single word came out.

A deep sadness and shame appeared on that face, twisted by pain and hatred.

What should he say?

Should he tell his disciple that his father, the towering and awe-inspiring Haotian Douluo, has been killed?

Should we tell him that Liu Erlong and Flander have been captured by the Spirit Hall and their fates are unknown?

Should I tell him that I, as a teacher, not only failed to protect them, but I was also crippled and became a useless, neither-male-nor-female being?

How could he possibly bring himself to say that!

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's hesitant and grief-stricken expression, Tang San's ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.

His heart sank little by little.

"Teacher...please tell me! What happened?!"

Tang San grabbed Yu Xiaogang's shoulders and shook him violently, his voice trembling with a hint of tears.

"My father...has something happened to him?!"

Yu Xiaogang was shaken until he felt dizzy and his blood surged in his chest. He could no longer suppress the grief in his heart.

With a "whoosh," he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body instantly went limp.

"Mistress... I'm so sorry... I've failed your father's wishes..."

Yu Xiaogang's tears finally burst forth.

He, a grown man over fifty, was crying like a child, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Your father...he did it to protect us..."

"he……"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang and his mind went completely blank.

A thought that he couldn't accept or even imagine surged wildly into his mind.

"No...no way..."

Tang San's lips began to tremble, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

"My father... my father is Haotian Douluo! He is one of the most powerful people in the world! How could something have happened to him?!"

"Teacher, don't scare me! Please tell me this isn't real!"

Looking at his self-deceiving appearance, Yu Xiaogang felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

He knew that this matter couldn't be kept secret.

He then took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, closed his eyes, and said hoarsely:

"You must be strong, mistress."

"Your father...he has already..."

"He was killed by Lin Ye of the Spirit Hall!"

When the words "killed" came out of Yu Xiaogang's mouth, Tang San felt a dizzying sensation!

All he could hear was the increasingly rapid beating of his own heart.

died?

Father...is dead?

The man who raised him from childhood, who, despite his alcoholism and indifference towards him, was as majestic as a mountain in his heart, just like that... died?

He was killed by that bastard named Lin Ye?

"No...no!!!!"

A heart-wrenching roar erupted from Tang San's throat!

His eyes turned blood red in an instant!

A frenzied and violent aura surged uncontrollably from his body!

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

Tang San clutched his head, collapsed to his knees in agony, and repeatedly banged his head against the ground.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

one more time.

The hard stone was quickly smashed and bled profusely, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

How could physical pain compare to even a fraction of the excruciating agony in his heart?

That's his father!

She was his only family in the world!

Although he has a mother he has never met, in his life, his father Tang Hao is everything!

He always thought that when he became strong enough and could stand on his own, he could help his father get back on his feet and the family could live happily together.

But now...

All fantasies vanished in that instant!

Father is dead!

He was killed by that beast Lin Ye!

"Lin! Ye!"

Tang San suddenly raised his head, his face, covered in blood and dirt, filled with a ferocious killing intent!

His eyes were filled with hatred and madness!

"I, Tang San, swear to the heavens! If I do not kill you in this lifetime, I swear I will not be a human being!"

"I will tear you to pieces! I will grind your bones to dust! I will ensure you never reincarnate!"

He roared through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and inhuman.

That overwhelming resentment and murderous intent sent chills down one's spine.

Looking at Tang San, who seemed to have gone mad, Yu Xiaogang felt both worried and relieved.

He worried that Tang San would be blinded by hatred.

But he was even more gratified, because he knew that from this moment on, Tang San had truly grown up.

Hatred is the best catalyst.

With this overwhelming hatred, Tang San's future cultivation speed will definitely advance by leaps and bounds!

"Calm down, mistress!"

Yu Xiaogang forced himself to stand up, walked to Tang San's side, and pressed down on his shoulder.

"Revenge isn't something you can just talk about! What you need to do now is survive and become stronger!"

"Only when you become strong enough, strong enough to crush Lin Ye and the entire Spirit Hall, can you avenge your father with your own hands!"

Tang San's body trembled violently.

He raised his bloodshot eyes, looked at Yu Xiaogang, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Teacher... Lin Ye... just how strong is he?"

A deep sense of fear flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.

He recalled Lin Ye's "six black and two red" soul rings, and the scene where he severely injured Yu Luomian with a single move.

He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice:

"Recently, I heard that he... he's already a level 85 Soul Douluo."

"Moreover... his seventh and eighth spirit rings are both... 100,000 years old!"

"What?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply once again.

Level 85?

Two 100,000-year spirit rings?

He originally thought that with his twin martial souls, Tang Sect's unique skills, and extraordinary talent, he would eventually catch up with Lin Ye as long as he worked hard to cultivate.

But now he realized that the gap between himself and Lin Ye had become so large that it made him feel desperate!

After his foundation was destroyed, he is currently only at level 38 and has not made any progress.

But the opponent was already level 85!

How can we pursue them now?

How can I get revenge now?

A sense of powerlessness instantly swept over his entire body.

"No... I can't give up!"

But soon, Tang San clenched his fist again.

His gaze hardened once more.

"Twin Martial Souls! I also have twin Martial Souls!"

"Once I add a spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer, my strength will definitely experience an explosive increase!"

"Besides, this is the Haotian Sect! My father's sect! There are so many powerful elders in the sect; they will definitely avenge my father!"

"No matter how strong Lin Ye is, can he be stronger than the entire Haotian Sect?!"

Hope was rekindled in Tang San's heart.

He helped Yu Xiaogang up, and said with a resolute look in his eyes:

"Teacher, let's go! Let's go find the sect leader! Let's tell him everything! He'll definitely stand up for us!"

After saying that, he helped Yu Xiaogang up and strode towards the depths of the village.

However, he failed to see the complex and uneasy look that flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes when he heard the words "Haotian Sect".

Will things really be as simple as Tang San thinks?