"You've sealed your fate!"
A cold voice echoed through the Spiritual Sea, and a figure in noble blue robes materialized.
Handsome, yet eyes shadowed with malice—a fragment of Tang San's divine consciousness.
"Ah Yin… and Tang San?"
Fang Yang raised a brow, surprise flickering in his eyes.
He hadn't expected Tang San's lingering consciousness to dwell within the Golden Ancient Tree.
But it made sense—Tang San would leave a guardian for Ah Yin, his beloved mother.
"You truly honor me," Fang Yang smirked, calm, unshaken.
This sliver of Tang San was but a speck—insignificant.
"Hmph!"
Tang San's fragment snarled, eyes glacial:
"Dare disrupt my ten-thousand-year-old plan? You've sealed your fate!"
Ah Yin stood silently, blue hair drifting in the sea of spirit.
"But Tang San—I'm curious," Fang Yang mused. "How did you find me?"
"You took my Golden Dragon King's divine core—did you think I wouldn't track you?"
Tang San's fragment sneered, triumph gleaming in his eyes—as if all unfolded per his design.
Fang Yang nodded slowly: "So… the Golden Dragon King's core…"
He'd refined it utterly with Heavenly Flame—no trace of Tang San's meddling remained.
Thus, Tang San must've sensed it through some hidden method.
The truth?
Long ago in the Divine Realm, Tang San set his sights on the Golden Dragon King.
In secret, he sabotaged him in the Divine Forbidden Zone.
But the Golden Dragon King—a brute consumed by vengeance—never noticed the trick.
Tang San craved not just the Golden Dragon King's power—but dominion over the Divine Realm itself!
After the First Generation Asura God and Sea God bequeathed their titles to Tang San and departed, only four God-Kings remained.
Tang San, masking himself as "pure-hearted," quickly grasped the realm's politics.
He saw that Evil and Good Gods were detached—true power lay with the Destruction God and Goddess of Life.
And Destruction God's weakness? His wife, Life Goddess.
So Tang San began his scheme:
- Feigned purity
- Brainwashed the Goddess of Life
- Turned her against her husband.
Victorious, he betrayed Destruction and Life, then targeted the Golden Dragon King.
But the Golden Dragon King—defiant to the end—injected his divine core into Tang San's son, Tang Wulin.
Forced to adapt, Tang San took Huo Yuhao's advice (that "loyal dog"), sent Tang Wulin to Douluo Continent, and launched his "ten-thousand-year plan."
"But Tang San—do you only know one line?" Fang Yang taunted, smile dripping with scorn.
"'You've sealed your fate'—how dull!"
"Brat—I'll grant you mercy!" Tang San's fragment boasted, arms crossed, arrogance radiating.
"Return the Golden Dragon King's core, let me brand your soul—and I'll spare your life!"
Fang Yang's lips curled into a sneer:
"Spare me? You insignificant worm—dare you?"
"You—!" Tang San's fragment turned crimson, fuming like a bull.
"Enough, Xiao San—let me handle this," Ah Yin spoke softly, voice serene.
Tang San's fragment nodded, eyes venomous:
"Mother—show no mercy! This brat has sealed his fate!"
"Make him suffer for defying the Tang Clan!"
Ah Yin raised her hand—countless blue motes coalesced into a blooming Blue Silver Emperor flower.
Its petals glowed with golden light—Tang San's Power of Faith.
Under its corrosion, foreign memories flooded Fang Yang's mind:
- Tang San's legacy
- Obedience to the Tang Clan
- Sacrifice for the "plan"—
a tidal wave of indoctrination.
"HAHA! Brat—you're mine now!" Tang San's fragment cackled, triumph twisting his face.
"Once you absorb this faith, you'll be the Tang Clan's loyal dog!"
"A pawn in my grand design!"
"Xiao San—how fares your true body?" Ah Yin asked, worry in her eyes.
"Fear not, Mother!" Tang San's fragment beamed. "When my plan succeeds, I'll lead the gods back to reclaim the Divine Realm!"
Ah Yin nodded, relieved: "Good."
They watched Fang Yang's Spiritual Sea, awaiting his submission—
already picturing him as their puppet.
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Spirit Pagoda HQ—Heavenly Spirit Tower, Top Floor
In a hidden chamber, two figures conversed.
"Zi (Purple)—can Fang Yang resist the Sea God's Power of Faith?" One voice trembled with worry.
"Lan (Blue)—it's uncertain," the other replied, thoughtful.
"But if he withstands it… we'll go all-in on him."
"Then… may he succeed," Lan sighed, hope and despair warring in his eyes.
Time was running out—they had no choice.
Since the First Chosen One accepted godhood and joined the Divine Realm, the Wheel of Fate had turned.
The Second Chosen One fell to the First's schemes.
Now, they placed their final bet on Fang Yang.
Fail, and when Tang San's plan completed, they'd vanish—Douluo Continent forever the Tang Clan's garden.
Zi soothed: "Don't fear, Lan—even if Fang Yang falls, Green's hidden failsafe in him will trigger."
"Green's meticulous—his backup will work."
"True… but Qing (Indigo)—has he recovered his memories yet?" Lan asked.
"No matter—Qing's time hasn't come," Zi said calmly.
"Even without his memories, he'll protect Fang Yang through another's avatar."
Zi's voice turned resolute:
"If we reclaim Douluo Continent—even if the Silver Dragon King exterminates humanity and spirit beasts rule—so be it!"
"Unlikely," Lan murmured. "The Silver Dragon King… cares for Fang Yang. She won't do it."
She knew Fang Yang was still human at heart.
"Enough—we've decided," Zi concluded.
"Mm," Lan nodded.
Had Fang Yang seen Zi and Lan's true faces, he'd have been stunned.
He'd never guess it was them.
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