From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 590 He is a god who was born holy and lost in the human world!

As soon as he took the first step, Tang San's aura began to expand rapidly. He felt his hearing and vision sharpen, and his Purple Demon Eyes instantly reached their highest level!

Breakthrough! Mental power has been transformed into divine consciousness!

As Tang San took his second step, his consciousness suddenly dissipated. He felt as if he had returned to the Tang Clan of his previous life, seeing himself being taken in by the sect elders, seeing himself cultivating the Tang Clan's secret manuals, seeing the Ghostly Sorrow, seeing the Tang Clan elders who wanted to hunt him down, and finally seeing the blood-red lotus blooming on the Ghostly Sorrow.

If I had the chance to do it all over again, would I choose to live a different life?

No! Even if I could do it all over again, I would prove myself to the world! I, Tang San, would never live like an ordinary person, eking out a living under their charity! They may have adopted me, but I could have had so much more! My talent allows me to create the lost Tang Clan hidden weapons! And all they do is suppress and envy me! Even if it costs me my life, I will prove to them that you are wrong! I am right! Let you spend the rest of your lives in regret!

Click!

The illusion around them shattered instantly, and Tang San—no, Tang San—with an unwavering gaze, took another step forward!

"I'm right!"

"You have already chosen your own path to death!"

"Those who obstruct my path! Kill them!!!"

"I am the true successor of the Tang Clan!!!"

On the divine steps formed by divine light, Tang San took firm steps forward, his aura growing increasingly terrifying, and the Xuan Tian Gong within his body began to operate wildly, showing faint signs of breaking through!

At the end of the divine staircase, layers of colorful clouds, as bright as day, surrounded the hundred-meter-tall divine palace. In front of the palace, the projection of Poseidon, the sea god, dressed in magnificent divine attire, stood high above the divine court, overlooking the entire Douluo Star. His gaze finally landed on Tang San, who was walking up the long staircase to ascend to godhood. Watching Tang San mutter to himself, his aura becoming more and more solid and his will becoming more and more firm, Poseidon saw only the ruthlessness and mercy of a god.

However, Poseidon, the god of the sea, secretly asked the god of asura in his heart, "God King, where did you catch this oddball?"

Even Poseidon, though he enjoyed aiding and abetting evil, that was merely a matter of allegiance; his mind was still rational, otherwise he couldn't have achieved godhood on his own. Therefore, even the rational Poseidon noticed that Tang San seemed somewhat delusional.

"What? You want it too? Without the strength of a God-King, you can't get it even if you want to." The Asura God-King of the God Realm looked at Tang San, who was walking the path to godhood in the lower realm, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

The more obsessed Tang San became, the happier the Asura God King was.

Because what he wants is a fanatical person.

"God-King, you jest. What use would I have for such an oddball?" Poseidon, the sea god, stood at the end of the divine steps, watching Tang San approach him step by step, and thought to himself, "God-King, may I ask what happened to that Tang Clan in the end?"

"Want to know about the Tang Clan?" A hint of thought flashed in the eyes of the Asura God King of the God Realm, as if he were searching for something. Then he transmitted his voice and said, "After his death, the Tang Clan left him a blank stele. Twenty years later, a new disciple deciphered the Tang Clan's secret techniques again, and at the same time, he innovated and left behind new Tang Clan hidden weapons and secret techniques, and became the new sect leader."

"Hmm, should we show this to him?" Poseidon, the sea god, pondered for a moment, then asked the Asura God King.

"There's no need. He won't listen. You can try if you don't believe me." The Asura God King smiled faintly.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Poseidon thought for a moment, then nodded. Indeed, Tang San wouldn't listen.

On the eighth step, Tang San suddenly felt his consciousness fading. The sky around him rapidly darkened, the moon hung high in the sky, and he seemed to be standing on the edge of a familiar yet strange, towering cliff.

"This place is a nightmare for even the most fearsome."

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"Damn illusion! Don't even think about disturbing my mind! Kill!!!"

With his hands stained with blood and his eyes bloodshot, Tang San personally slit the throat of the last Tang Clan leader, whose expression was filled with terror. At that moment, the surrounding space began to shatter like glass, and his consciousness seemed to return to a state of chaos.

A cry rang out, and Tang San slowly opened his eyes. He saw a blood-red rainy night.

"Mother!!! That damned Spirit Hall!!!"

"Father, you're so foolish!!! How can you so easily forget the murder of my mother!!!"

Poseidon, the sea god: "."

He remembered that Tang San hadn't shown any hatred towards the Spirit Hall before. Good heavens, now that he's become a god, he's starting to settle scores, isn't he?

The Asura God King laughed and said, "A person's mentality will always change slowly with the power they wield. This is why even gods need time to witness things. From a god's perspective, Tang San, whose mentality has changed drastically, is not a qualified god. However, from the perspective of a successor, he is a perfect successor."

"Chen Hong is the real god. In fact, he is a savior like the angel gods. Theoretically, the angel gods have the status of god-kings. Unfortunately, the system of godhood in the divine realm is so superficial. It is a world of peace and prosperity, but it is a bloody storm without the smoke of gunpowder."

"Tang San's mindset is driven forward by power. The stronger the power, the more obvious the changes in his mindset. To put it nicely, he is flexible and adaptable; to put it bluntly, he is a slave to power."

"As for Chen Hong, his power is at his own discretion, controlled by his own inner strength. No matter how powerful or how profound his realm, Chen Hong can control his mind. He is a true god who remains unfazed even when the world is destroyed before his eyes, and can make countless bloody plans in his mind while talking and laughing. Perhaps, this is the difference between the first generation of gods and the second generation of gods."

Under normal circumstances, a person cannot possess wealth beyond their comprehension, and the same applies to divine power. However, the divine hierarchy is a top-down system, and as long as Tang San remains in his position, no matter how foolish he acts, his status will never fall.

Meanwhile, Tang San's illusion also extended back to the Shrek Academy era.

"See? I didn't want Chen Hong to be born too early. But there's nothing I can do. Perhaps this is the destiny that must be defied?" The Asura God King's voice carried a hint of regret. He felt that from the moment Chen Hong was born alongside his successor, it was already a sign that Chen Hong might have some strange connection with him, the Asura God King.

"Tang San, please don't daydream in class! Soul Ring theory is a discipline that can change the world."

Tang San stared blankly at his ugly yet cozy Shrek school uniform, then looked up at the bright-eyed boy on the lawn who was looking at him with a gentle smile.

"He is a god who was born holy and lost in the human world. He had long noticed the dangerous soul beasts that had infiltrated the students." The highly seductive narration of the illusion rang in Tang San's mind as he was in a daze.

"He possesses innate divine mental power. In front of him, your Xiao Wu has no secrets. His mental power can brush over every inch of that soul beast's skin, and you are completely unaware." The appearance of the narration made Tang San pause slightly, and then his eyes became slightly serious.

"Beneath the myriad immortal herbs covering the mountains and plains lie the remains of an ancient supreme being, and all of this was originally your destiny."

"The supreme being of the ocean, the remains of a 990,000-year-old demonic whale—that is your true divine armor."

(End of this chapter)