Although the answer was absurd, it was the truth.
"Do you mean that you took over the original Tang San's body, but it doesn't seem like you killed him?"
The "Judge" had a very colorful expression on his face, and his eyes seemed to speak volumes.
This was the first time he had encountered such a peculiar individual.
According to this, Tang San must have died once, then took over the body of a child who may or may not have been named Tang San, and was reborn.
Perhaps, the name Tang San was just a code name, not his original name.
"Yes, my soul is not from this world. I come from the Tang Sect in Hell's Peak, and I am a disgraced disciple of the Tang Sect."
Tang San said with a troubled expression: "When I took over this body, the original owner should have already died, so he shouldn't be considered as killed by me."
When he first crossed over, Tang San was in a daze, only sensing something about a third sister and a great battle, and then there was nothing.
He successfully took over the body and gained a new life.
While the "Judge" was still in a daze, there was one person who believed Tang San's words!
Tang Hao fell into memories.
Thinking carefully, were the things Tang San displayed something a normal child could do?
Sitting cross-legged at four years old, cultivating, cooking, taking care of himself, and even taking care of him...
That was one thing, but Tang San's hidden weapons, his self-created soul skills, his constant talk of the path of death...
Originally, it wasn't that he was a genius, nor that he was decisive in killing, but that he was actually a person from another world.
If Tang San wasn't his son, at least his soul wasn't, then where was the real Tang San, his son?
"Then those people you killed?"
"They were all killed in my previous life. In this life, I haven't killed anyone..."
Tang San truthfully said, in this life he really hadn't killed anyone, even during the Shrek battle, because he was injured, he didn't participate in the fight, so he didn't kill anyone.
Hearing this, the "Judge" fell into deep thought.
They say not to wrong a good person, nor to let a bad person go, but Tang San's situation was indeed special.
Wait, what past life?
This was clearly taking over a body to be reborn, something that, although hard to understand, had actually been done!
Wasn't that person right in front of him?
At this moment, whether it was Tang Xiao or the two who brought Tang San here, their expressions were extremely strange.
They never expected that Tang San's story would be so dramatic!
It really opened their eyes.
"Second brother, what should we do?"
Tang Xiao looked at Tang Hao and transmitted his voice.
He was dumbfounded, really not knowing what to do.
Was the person in front of him considered A Yin's child?
The body was, but the soul wasn't.
"Elder brother..."
Tang Hao was also dumbfounded. As the person involved, he was even more hesitant to speak.
Reminded by Tang San's words, he also recalled the situation at that time.
In the battle with three Title Douluos, along with several experts above Soul Sage level, his son, a newborn child, was probably already killed by the soul power impact.
The person in front of him, his soul indeed wasn't his son, and it was very likely that he had devoured his son's soul...
Even if Tang San didn't mean to, he indeed did it, it was his soul's instinct.
Tang Hao and the others were very traditional people, there's a saying that goes, those who are not of our kind, their hearts must be different!
Over the years, Tang San had never revealed a single thing about the Tang Sect to him, nor had he ever taught him the secret techniques of the Tang Sect.
Perhaps he looked down on them, but the fact that Tang San didn't give them already said a lot.
Could someone who stole the secret techniques of a sect be a good person?
The reason he acted obedient was probably because he saw Tang Hao's strength, a Title Douluo.
The reason he was "filial" was because he had memories from a young age, pretending in front of him as if he knew nothing.
Tang Hao's remaining hand clenched into a fist, his back teeth almost grinding to dust.
His real son had actually died long ago!
Was there still a need to pretend "fatherly kindness and filial piety"?
His son's body, after all, was a genius's body.
Twin souls, innate full soul power.
If he wanted the sect to rise again, this body couldn't be lost.
But its current owner might grow rebellious at any moment, or perhaps he had never been sincere.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Hao seemed to have made some kind of decision, a flash of red light in his eyes.
If this child couldn't be used by him, then he could only...
"Tang San, what other wrongs have you committed, confess them all, your crimes are almost enough anyway."
Tang San didn't quite understand the "Judge's" words, but he still confessed.
For example, the death of the Power Clan, although not directly related to him, was because of him.
Also, Xiao Wu's death, similarly so.
After hearing these, the "Judge" and the two guides were left speechless, wanting to say something but stopping themselves.
They had been impressed by the previous fallen, but who would have thought that this seemingly "normal" person, who wasn't even a fallen, would be even more formidable!
"As a Title Douluo, I've never had a hundred-thousand-year soul ring or soul bone, yet you managed to gain the heart of a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast by deceit... impressive!"
The "Judge" gave Tang San a thumbs up, exclaiming.
Tang San was somewhat flustered, thinking the "Judge" was about to kill him for his bones, but the next words left him bewildered.
"This person's crimes are truly heinous, and quite special. You two take him to the oil cauldron first, cleanse a bit of his sins. I'll go consult Lord Yama!"
"Let's see how to judge him."
The "Judge" gave Tang San a deep look, then left.
"???"
Tang San was stunned. What did he mean by his crimes being too heinous, and without a verdict, he was to be thrown into the oil cauldron?
Why!
And consulting Lord Yama, before the verdict?
"Yes, Your Excellency Judge!"
The two bowed to the "Judge's" retreating figure, then glanced at Tang San.
"Never thought you were from another world."
"Right, even the underworld is just a small world attached the Douluo Continent."
"If such a small world can exist, it's not strange for other worlds to exist too."
They muttered to themselves, but their hands didn't stop moving.
On the shackles, there was an iron chain. By pulling the chain, they could move Tang San's body.
"Brothers, where are you taking me? What do you mean by throwing me into the oil cauldron?"
Tang San asked, puzzled. When he needed help, he was always very polite.
"Literally!"
"Don't worry, you won't die!"
"As for where, of course, to the Cauldron of Oil Hell!"
Tang San's body shook, his pupils contracted.
The Cauldron of Oil Hell, he had naturally heard of it, it was one of the eighteen levels of hell.
Only the most heinous criminals would be sent to the Cauldron of Oil Hell.
Was he, Tang San, such a bad person?