Soul Land 3: Legend Of The Dragon King

Chapter 1834: Battle Between Father and Son (1)

Chapter 1834: Battle Between Father and Son (1)

His father had done so much for him and paved the way for his development.

Furthermore, he could see some other things through his father’s eyes; it seemed that there was something else protecting him aside from the Sea God’s Trident and the three instances where his father would intervene in his time of need.

He hadn’t stated what this was, but Tang Wulin could clearly sense this through his expression and his words.

A father’s love was deeper and more reserved. He wouldn’t always talk about how much he missed his son like Xiao Wu did, but that didn’t mean that he loved his son any less.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath to compose himself, and a determined look appeared in his eyes.

“Rest assured, Father; I’ll be sure to defeat you and gain the acknowledgment of the Sea God’s Trident. I’m your son, the son of Sea God Tang San, and I’ll be even better than you were. I’ll do everything in my power to find you, and we’ll definitely reunite sooner rather than later.”

After that, Tang Wulin raised his right hand, and a burst of golden light appeared on his palm before extending outward in either direction, following which the Golden Dragon Spear emerged in his grasp.

Upon summoning the Golden Dragon Spear, Tang Wulin’s aura began to elevate and become more aggressive. He had to defeat his own father; only then would he be a step closer to finding them!

He didn’t cry any longer as he clearly recalled what his mother had just said; only when he was happy was his mother happy, so he was going to work hard to make himself happy. In doing so, he would contribute to his mother’s recovery, and once they reunited, he would be meeting a happy and healthy mother rather than one who was sick and frail.

A faint smile appeared on Tang San’s face, and it was as if he had sensed the change in Tang Wulin’s aura. “Are you ready, my son?”

“I’m ready!” Tang Wulin replied in a determined voice.

Tang San gave him a firm nod, then raised his right hand, and the Sea God’s Trident appeared in his grasp amid a flash of golden light.

It was still the same transcendent divine weapon, but it struck Tang Wulin with a completely different feeling seeing it in Tang San’s grasp. In the instant that it appeared, it was as if it had already fused as one with Tang San, and Tang Wulin felt as if he were facing a boundless and bottomless ocean rather than a person.

Tang San appraised his son with a pair of unfathomable blue eyes, and the sound of crashing waves rang out from all directions.

A series of soul rings emerged from beneath his feet, and the first eight were all red, but the final one was a peculiar bright golden soul ring.

This was the first time that Tang Wulin had ever seen a soul ring of this color, and thinking back to the legends surrounding his father, he immediately exclaimed, “Is that a 1,000,000-year-old soul ring?”

According to legends, his father had defeated the 1,000,000-year-old Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, which was the same opponent who had retreated without engaging in battle with Tang Wulin. In the end, Tang San had obtained this 1,000,000-year-old soul ring, thereby forging a foundation for his eventual ascension to godhood.

Aside from the fact that he still hadn’t inherited the godseat, this was already Tang San in his most powerful form.

An indescribable sense of pride welled up in Tang Wulin’s heart. Just the fact that he was able to challenge his father in his most powerful human form was something to be proud of!

Ever since the Tang Sect’s founding, his father had been a legend across the entire Douluo Continent, regardless of whether it was in the distant past or now. The glory of Sea God Tang San was something that no one was able to surpass.

The two most prosperous eras on the Douluo Continent came when his father founded the Tang Sect, and when Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao founded the Spirit Pagoda.

However, even though it was said that Huo Yuhao had also attained godhood, there were very few people who were able to prove that this was true, and there were no records of god-tier battles that Huo Yuao had been involved in.

In contrast, his father’s era was one where the Spirit Hall had reigned supreme.

In the end, Tang San and Xiao Wu faced the twin gods, defeating the mother and daughter duo of Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, thereby forging an undying legend and allowing the Soul Master world to escape from the oppressive hold of the Spirit Hall. It could be said that Tang San was an absolute legend, and even his generation of Shrek’s Seven Monsters were all said to have attained godhood as well.

There was no one in the Soul Master world more renowned than Tang San, and it was a massive honor to be able to challenge Tang San in his most powerful pre-god form.

With that in mind, Tang Wulin’s blood began to churn. He didn’t need to prove anything by defeating his father; all he wanted to was to tell his father through his power that he had already grown up, and that he hadn’t put his father to shame.

He knew that his father may not be able to experience all of this, but he was still going to try his best.

He raised his Golden Dragon Spear, and in that instant, it was as if the spear had become as heavy as a mountain. His aura surged forth like a volcanic eruption, forming a streak of scintillating golden light that rose straight up into the heavens.

His scorching blood essence fluctuations erupted forth, alongside his unyielding will and intent to wage battle against heaven and earth.

Having fused with his father’s bloodline and reached the Divine Origin realm, Tang Wulin’s Dragon Emperor Fight clearly affected even Tang San, and a moment of disorientation appeared in the latter’s eyes.

Now!

Without any further preparation, Tang Wulin’s spiritual power instantly caught onto his father’s momentary stupor, and he shot forth directly toward him as a streak of golden light. He raised his Golden Dragon Spear and forged ahead in the most simple and direct, yet most domineering fashion.

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In that instant, a thunderous dragon’s roar rang out, drowning out the sound of crashing waves in the surrounding area.

Dragon Emperor Fight and Dragon Emperor Charge was the ultimate combination that Tang Wulin had used to defeat Qiangu Dongfeng, but on this occasion, he was already far more powerful than he had been back then.

Even if he were facing a quasigod, Tang Wulin was confident that this combination would pose a significant threat to them.

In the face of Tang Wulin’s attack, Tang San slowly took a half step backward.

That’s right, the half step had been taken in a very slow and deliberate fashion. At the very least, that was what it seemed like to Tang Wulin.

However, just that half backward step alone struck him with a clear feeling that the pressure his Dragon Emperor Fight was exerting on his father was being affected. In that instant, it was as if his Dragon Emperor Fight had wavered slightly.

In the next instant, Tang San swept his Sea God’s Trident horizontally through the air, sweeping it into the tip of the Golden Dragon Spear.

A crisp clang rang out, and just that sound alone seemed to be capable of destroying everything in the surrounding area.

In that instant, Tang Wulin’s aura underwent a change. He discovered that his Golden Dragon Spear seemed to have let loose an anguished wail as soon as it was struck by the Sea God’s Trident.

Tang Wulin had absolute confidence in his own strength as he had never been bested in this area by another Soul Master of the same cultivation rank; not even A’Ruheng had been able to surpass him in this respect.

Thus, it never occurred to him that his father could be stronger than him. After all, both of them were still human at this point.

However, in that instant, he well and truly experienced the difference between a divine weapon and a transcendent divine weapon. He felt as if it wasn’t the Sea God’s Trident that had struck his Golden Dragon Spear, but the entire ocean instead. The unrivaled force behind the attack struck him with a sense of powerlessness.