How could this be possible? Tang Chen wasn’t his father Tang Hao; he was a true level 99 Titled Douluo.
Even if his body was riddled with holes and beyond repair, that only affected his lifespan, not his strength!
What’s more, with the Ring Explosion secret technique, it was just a one-on-one fight with Bai Yu; how could he end up like this?
Then Tang San’s mouth twitched twice, and he spoke with difficulty:
“Great-grandfather, do you mean that your current injuries were inflicted by Bai Yu? You lost your battle with him?”
The more Tang San spoke, the more incredulous he became. He admitted that Bai Yu’s strength was good, but he couldn't possibly defeat Tang Chen, could he?
After all, he learned from his uncle, Tang Xiao, that the damned Bai Yu still didn't have a ninth spirit ring, meaning he wasn't a Title Douluo yet.
Since he wasn’t even a Title Douluo, how could he defeat Tang Chen?
So, from beginning to end, Tang San was only worried about Tang Chen being ambushed, not that he couldn't defeat Bai Yu.
But the current situation made Tang San feel like the sky had fallen; he was somewhat afraid now, wondering if Bai Yu was about to become a God.
Hearing Tang San’s question, Tang Chen shook his head, a hint of emotion in his eyes.
“I didn’t lose, but I can’t say I won either, because my physical condition can no longer support me in continuing to fight.”
“It truly is a new generation surpassing the old; I’m old. From now on, this continent will have to depend on you young people.”
Tang San breathed a slight sigh of relief. So Bai Yu hadn't won, which meant he was still far from becoming a God. After all, that guy was taking the path of creating his own God Position, which was far slower than inheriting a God Position.
Then Tang San looked at Tang Chen’s injuries, his brows furrowing again, and he asked with a hint of doubt:
“Great-grandfather, since Bai Yu couldn’t defeat you, why are you so badly injured? Did Bibi Dong or Qian Daoliu also go there?”
Tang Chen was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and patted Tang San’s shoulder.
“Little San, from now on, you must stay far away from that kid Bai Yu. Unless you can become a God before him, don’t even think about seeking revenge.”
“Although that kid Bai Yu was at a disadvantage in our previous fight, the actual gap wasn’t significant.”
“Even after I used Ring Explosion, I only barely managed to seriously injure him, but killing him was simply impossible.”
“Moreover, during this battle, he also revealed another Spirit: a blade, a blade that could clash head-on with the Asura God Sword without falling into a disadvantage.”
“So he’s like you, with twin spirits. When he adds spirit rings to his second Spirit, his spirit power will surely increase rapidly. At that time, his strength will become even greater.”
Tang San’s pupils trembled violently, and his expression gradually became ferocious.
In other words, that damned Bai Yu, besides the Blue Silver King, also has a God-level blade Spirit, and it’s not just an ordinary God-level Spirit?
After all, being able to clash head-on with the Asura God Sword means it’s definitely not an ordinary item, because even the Sea God Trident might not be able to achieve such a feat.
But how could Tang San accept this? Bai Yu was already strong enough, and now he actually had a long blade Spirit that surpassed a first-grade divine tool.
If this continued, could he still defeat Bai Yu? If he couldn't win, how could he take Xiao Wu back from Bai Yu and get his revenge?
Just as Tang San was lost in thought, Tang Chen’s coughing suddenly interrupted him.
Tang San immediately looked at Tang Chen, noticing his injuries were becoming more severe. He quickly stepped forward, wanting to help him up and find a healing Spirit Master.
“Great-grandfather, are you alright? Please hold on for a moment, your grandson will take you to a healing Spirit Master right away to treat your injuries.”
But as soon as Tang San’s hand touched Tang Chen, before he could exert any force, Tang Chen blocked him.
“Little San, no need to trouble yourself. I am well aware of my physical condition. This battle has completely severed my vitality; it cannot be healed.”
“The only reason I’m still alive is by relying on this spirit power. Once this bit of spirit power is exhausted, that will be my time of death.”
Hearing Tang Chen’s words, Tang San’s gaze narrowed. He reached out and grabbed Tang Chen’s wrist, beginning to use his spirit power to examine his body.
After a while, Tang San released Tang Chen with a grim expression. After his examination, he found that Tang Chen was absolutely right, even being somewhat conservative.
Tang Chen’s body at this moment was like water in a burlap sack; no matter how much you poured in, it would leak out faster.
Moreover, it wouldn’t take long for the little water in the sack to completely leak out. It could be said that there was nothing that could be done.
“Haha, Little San, don’t be sad. I’ve been muddled for so many years. Now that I’m clear-headed, even if my life is short, it’s much better than before.”
“At least I can decide how I die.”
“Oh, and this Asura God Sword. The main reason I came back was to give it to you.”
“Take it, and you can accept the Asura God’s inheritance. As for Sea God Island, with my current condition, I can’t accompany you there.”
“However, you don’t have to force it. The Sea God’s inheritance may not be stronger than the Asura God’s.”
Seeing Tang San’s expression, Tang Chen let out a hearty laugh, then took out the Asura God Sword and plunged it into the ground before Tang San.
The sword body, covered in red patterns, was filled with violent killing intent.
And Tang Chen’s already exhausted body, struck by this killing intent, immediately became even weaker.
Then he coughed heavily twice, looked up at the sky, and murmured:
“After I die, don’t forget to take the Spirit Bone from my body. These Spirit Bones are of good age and can be used by you.”
“As for my corpse, bury it at the Clear Sky Sect mountain gate. To return to my roots, I suppose, is also a blessing.”
“Cough! Posey, I, Tang Chen, ultimately did not become a God. I have no face to see you again.”
“Qian... Qian Daoliu, you old bastard, you haven’t succeeded all these years, so you probably have no hope either, right? Haha… cough cough, you… deserve it!”
After speaking his last words, Tang Chen closed his eyes and passed away.
Tang San stood by, his face alternating between green and red. He wasn't sad at all about Tang Chen's death.
But his death was worthless! Couldn't he have waited two more days, been sent to Sea God Island, met Posey, and then died?
Now this old man was content, just kicking the bucket like that, but what about him, Tang San?
Without Tang Chen escorting him, he would have to take a boat to Sea God Island, which wasn't just a waste of time. How was he supposed to play on Posey's emotions to quickly pass the God Trial?
Tang San stood in place for a while, then sighed, stepped forward, and removed all the Spirit Bone from Tang Chen’s body.
He then placed the corpse into a spirit tool, intending to carry it with him to Sea God Island.
After all, if a living person couldn’t go, a corpse surely could, right?
As long as he handed the corpse over to Posey at that time and said a few persuasive words, acting pitiful, the effect would be the same.