Chapter 332: Did Grandfather Pass Away?

Chapter 332: Did Grandfather Pass Away?

"Uh..." Scott hesitated for a while before moving closer to Tang Hao and said, "Actually, it's not that the King of Slaughter doesn't want to see you; it's that he really can't see you.

More than ten years ago, the King of Slaughter was killed by a mysterious strong man who broke in, and not even ashes were left. Now, the City of Slaughter is relying on the Slaughter Envoy and a group of law enforcers to maintain control. Sigh..."

"What? The King of Slaughter is dead???" Tang Hao's eyes widened in shock.

Tang Hao had never expected to hear that the King of Slaughter had passed away as soon as he arrived in the City of Slaughter. This news caused him to stagger and sit on the ground.

Scott was a bit confused by Tang Hao's reaction. Why did he respond so strongly to the news of the King of Slaughter's death, as if a close family member had passed away?

"Well, um... are you okay? Actually, there's no need for you to be so upset. The King of Slaughter has passed away, but the City of Slaughter is still operating normally. You can still become a guest of our City of Slaughter."

Scott quickly tried to calm Tang Hao down, but was cut off when Tang Hao roared angrily, "Get lost!"

Tang Hao then stood up, rushed toward the law enforcers behind Scott, grabbed one of them, and shouted, "What your captain said just now is a lie, right? The King of Slaughter is so powerful—how could he be killed?"

Seeing that the man didn't respond immediately, Tang Hao pushed him aside and grabbed another law enforcement officer by the neck. He roared, "Tell me, what your captain said is all false, right??!"

The officer, being choked, was terrified and answered hesitantly, "He... what he said is true. The King of Killing... the King of Killing has indeed been dead for more than ten years. This has been widely known throughout the City of Slaughter... everyone you ask will tell you the same..."

Tang Hao suddenly tightened his grip, and the poor officer's neck snapped, killing him instantly.

Tang Hao grabbed another officer's neck and yelled hysterically, "Tell me, everything your captain said just now is false! Right?!"

The officer, shaking in fear, didn't dare to answer.

If he told the truth, he feared the same fate as his fallen comrade. But if he lied, the God of Killing might search the entire City of Slaughter in rage.

Tang Hao's anger was terrifying, and the officer knew he had no ability to resist.

At that moment, a woman's voice interrupted, "Why do you have to take your anger out on these people? The King of Slaughter was indeed killed by a mysterious intruder more than ten years ago, and we have no way of bringing him back."

Tang Hao turned around to see a charming and beautiful "girl" standing next to him.

He immediately recognized her as the Killing Envoy who had been by the King of Slaughter's side.

Now that the Killing Envoy confirmed that the King of Slaughter had passed away, it seemed that this must be the truth.

Tang Hao felt a wave of dizziness and staggered back toward the entrance.

This left Scott and the Killing Envoy confused.

Didn't this man say he came to the City of Slaughter as a guest official? Why did he leave in such a daze upon hearing that the King of Slaughter had passed away?

Could it be that he came specifically for the King of Slaughter? Wait, is there some connection between the King of Slaughter and this man? A relative? Or perhaps some special relationship?

Uh... it can't be a relative, right? The Killing Envoy didn't recall the King of Slaughter having any younger relatives.

In other words, this person must have had some special connection to the King of Slaughter?

"Eh..." The Killing Envoy suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Tang Xiao and the three elders, who had been waiting in a nearby village, had not yet found a place to stay.

They saw Tang Hao, looking distraught, approaching them. His grief-stricken expression made them uneasy.

Tang Xiao quickly shook Tang Hao's body and asked, "Brother Hao, what's wrong? Why do you look like this? What happened?"

But Tang Hao didn't respond at all. The second elder came up and slapped Tang Hao twice across the face.

"What happened? Don't stay silent. We don't have time to play charades with you."

After being slapped twice, Tang Hao finally snapped out of his trance.

He looked at Tang Xiao and the three elders, replying in a choked voice, "Grandfather... Grandfather was killed by a mysterious intruder more than ten years ago. Not even a trace was left..."

Boom... Tang Xiao and the three elders felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They felt as if the sky itself was collapsing.

Grandfather (the old clan leader) passed away? It couldn't be true—he was known as an invincible being on land.

How could he have died so easily? Who could tell them what happened?

When Tang San learned about his great-grandfather's death, he stood there in shock.

It was different now—completely different. His great-grandfather had clearly passed away more than ten years ago. Why did his grandfather die more than ten years ago in this life?

What on earth had happened? His grandfather was known as the invincible being on land.

It was hard for Tang San to imagine that, apart from a god, who could so easily wipe out his great-grandfather without leaving a trace?

At least Tang San felt certain that Qian Daoliu didn't have that ability, nor could Demon Suppression Douluo have done so.

Although his great-grandfather had fought Qian Daoliu to a draw more than ten years ago, it was just a draw.

His grandfather was invincible on land—stronger than Qian Daoliu in this domain. How could he have been defeated by Demon Suppression Douluo?

Could it be...? Tang San couldn't help but wonder—did the gods in the God Realm have something to do with his great-grandfather's death?

Though this possibility was slim, it wasn't entirely impossible.

For example, if the evil Rakshasa God had interfered to prevent the Shura God from successfully passing on the throne, that could explain it.

Damn it, that bastard Rakshasa God! Why didn't she even give the Haotian Sect a chance to protect themselves and insisted on killing his great-grandfather?

It was clear now that Tang San had been reborn ten thousand years ago with a chance to save his great-grandfather.

But my great-grandfather never even got the chance to wait for the Haotian Sect's help—he died without a trace. Damn it! Why is God so unfair?

And... Tang San realized something even more pressing—if his great-grandfather had passed away, who had the Shura Sword?

Without the Shura Sword, he couldn't regain the Shura God inheritance, and his chance of becoming a God King was cut off.

Unless he could find the Shura Sword again in the future, but the odds of that were very low.

The Douluo Continent was vast—who knew where the Shura Sword might appear?

Damn it! It was maddening! That mysterious strong man killed his grandfather, and now he's taken the Shura Sword from him...

Without it, the position of Shura as a deity was lost. He could only inherit the position of Sea God and become an ordinary first-level deity...

(End of this chapter)