Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Becomes a God, Everlasting Forever!

Chapter 91 Yu Xiaogang: You're actually a fake, mistress?! The God of Wrath's Two-Stage Reversal: Is it really Lan Yu?

Who would dare to question his "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul"?
He even fantasized about, with Tang Hao's help, raising Tang San to become a god and proving the invincibility of his theory.

But reality gave him the loudest and cruelest slap in the face.

“So… So that’s how it is…”

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with trembling eyes, a look of sudden realization and horror flashing in his eyes.

No wonder!
No wonder Tang San was so mature from a young age!

No wonder he possesses so many self-created soul skills and hidden weapon knowledge that even he himself has never heard of!
No wonder he was able to cultivate such a strange Blue Silver Grass with his innate full soul power!

It turns out he really was an "old monster" who possessed another body to rebuild his cultivation!
"You are a wandering soul from another world... You possessed the body of His Majesty Haotian's biological son..."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, his voice trembling with tears.

"Then...then aren't you His Majesty Haotian's mortal enemy?"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang felt like dying.

His proud disciple turned out to be the one who killed Haotian Douluo's son!
And yet, he foolishly took in and taught this enemy for so many years!
If Tang Hao, the quasi-god who was undergoing the "Nine Trials of Wrath," and whose murderous aura was enough to destroy his reason, knew all this...

Yu Xiaogang shivered, and the image of Tang Hao's enormous Haotian Hammer flashed through his mind.

That hammer isn't meant to help them smash the Spirit Hall.

Instead, they would first smash Tang San's head, and then casually smash his "accomplice" into mincemeat!
"Mistress..."

Flander also sensed that something was wrong, but he still braced himself and stepped forward, wanting to pat Tang San on the shoulder.

"Do not touch me!"

Tang San suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and the coldness and violence in his eyes made even Flander, a Soul Saint, feel a chill.

That's the look in the eyes of a cornered beast.

Tang San knew he couldn't just sit and wait to die.

Since the "father" has already decided that he is the enemy, and since the so-called divine test needs "hatred" to drive it...

Then Tang San would never stretch out his neck to let someone cut him!

"I did nothing wrong... The world is wrong, this damned sky is wrong!"

Tang San roared inwardly, his Xuan Tian Gong surging wildly within his body, his Purple Demon Eyes fixed on the sky.

But what Tang San didn't know was that all of these reactions and struggles were within Lan Yu's expectations.

In fact, it was exactly the kind of "wonderful show" he wanted to see.

"Interesting, really interesting."

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Lan Yu observed the reactions of the crowd through the blue silver grass nearby, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

On the Douluo Continent, the winds of change are blowing and people are filled with unease.

Inside the main hall of the Divine Realm Committee, the atmosphere was originally quite lively.

Beside the round table, a deity clad in dark red armor and surrounded by a violent aura gazed at the scene in the sky, unable to resist applauding in amazement.

"Excellent! What a display of extreme rage! What a powerful manifestation of the saying 'the deeper the hatred, the stronger the divine power!'"

The god of wrath was beaming, his eyes filled with admiration.

"This Tang Hao is simply born to inherit my divine position!"
This despair and violence born from betrayal by family—even I, back in my day, couldn't have felt it! Hahahaha!

The God of Wrath turned to look at the God of Destruction, who sat at the head of the table, his tone tinged with a hint of arrogance:

"Boss Destruction, it seems that my Sin Pantheon is going to gain a powerful new general this time!"

"If Tang Hao kills his 'good son' and completes his revenge, his state of mind will be perfectly satisfied. At that time, he will inherit the divine position, and his combat power will probably approach the peak of a first-level god!"

The God of Destruction was shrouded in a purple cloak, obscuring his face, but a hint of satisfaction shone in his red eyes.

"Hmm, not bad. This young man is decisive in killing and pure in his anger; he is indeed a promising talent."

"Anger, you've got a good eye this time."

Hearing his boss's praise, the God of Wrath became even more smug and even glanced provocatively at the God of Asura sitting opposite him.

However, the Asura God's reaction was completely unexpected.

At this moment, the God of Asura was not annoyed by the addition of a powerful figure to the Original Sin pantheon. Instead, he seemed to have an allergic reaction, staring intently at the inconspicuous line of text on the sky.

His brows were furrowed.

"Shura, who are you trying to impress with that sour face?"

The God of Wrath was somewhat displeased. "What? Are you jealous that I've found a worthy successor?"

The Asura God ignored the provocation of the God of Wrath. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, producing a crisp "tap, tap" sound that was particularly jarring in the empty hall.

"Don't be too happy about your anger yet."

The Asura God spoke slowly, his voice as cold as iron.

"Didn't you notice that key point mentioned in the celestial display?"

"Key points? What key points?"

The god of wrath was taken aback.

The Asura God raised his hand and pointed to the mysterious figure in the sky who was showing Tang Hao the truth, but whose face was not clear.

“‘By chance, the truth was revealed’… ‘A mysterious being’…”

The Asura God narrowed his eyes, a wise yet dangerous light flashing within them.

"Tang Hao has been missing for many years and has been in a state of depression."

Who is capable of uncovering the truth that Tang San is a soul possessed by a wandering spirit from another world?

And who is it that has the means to directly visualize this scene and show it to Tang Hao?
Could it even guide him to begin your divine test?

At this point, the God of Asura paused, his gaze sweeping over all the God-Kings present, before finally uttering a single, somber sentence:

"This so-called 'mysterious being'...could it also be Lan Yu?"

boom--!
These words were like a depth charge, instantly exploding on the round table of the Divine Realm Committee.

The previously cheerful and mutually flattering atmosphere was instantly frozen solid, as if by extreme cold.

"Lan... Lan Yu?"

The smile on the God of Wrath's face froze, and his hand, which had been slamming on the table with great confidence, now hung awkwardly in mid-air.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at his boss, the God of Destruction.

The God of Destruction was turning to look at him at that moment.

The gazes of the two deities met in the air, their previous smugness and arrogance vanished, replaced by an indescribable strangeness and... a slight twitch at the corner of their mouths.

No way?
Really not?
If it were someone else, they might scoff at it.

But if it's Lan Yu...

That's actually quite possible!
"This……"

The god of wrath swallowed, his voice hoarse.

"If it was Lan Yu who did it... then doesn't that mean that my successor was actually created by Lan Yu?"

The red light in the eyes of the God of Destruction flickered violently, and his voice became low and solemn:
“That’s not all.

If it really is Lan Yu, then what is his purpose?

(End of this chapter)