A flash of violet light illuminated the divine hall as a figure appeared, standing steadily at the center of a round table.
He was clad in a magnificent purple robe embroidered with golden threads that formed intricate, ancient patterns. A grand purple cloak draped over his shoulders, concealing his head within its depths. From within the hood, two crimson glows flickered ominously, hiding his face from view. A boundless, terrifying aura emanated from the depths of the cloak.
A violet radiance surrounded him, pulsing with an energy of destruction, constantly breaking apart and reforming—a manifestation of the very essence of annihilation.
"What is Tang San up to this time?"
This divine being was none other than one of the five great God Kings of the Divine Realm—the ancient God King of Destruction.
With a trace of confusion in his voice, he stretched out a hand and lightly swiped across a fluctuating screen beside him.
Scenes rapidly shifted as he cycled through the 108 realms.
Within the depths of his purple cloak, his blood-red eyes flickered sharply as he focused on one particular realm. A chilling aura of destruction spread forth.
"Tang San!"
The God King of Destruction uttered a low growl as his gaze locked onto the Douluo Continent. The plane appeared peaceful, seemingly unchanged.
However, with his divine perception, he easily detected subtle abnormalities.
Certain areas of the Douluo Continent were veiled by dense waves of blue energy, obscuring his ability to probe further.
The energy unmistakably belonged to the ocean, and he immediately recognized its source.
"He preaches about gods not interfering in the lower realms, yet here he is, secretly manipulating things behind the scenes. What a hypocrite!"
The God King of Destruction scoffed coldly, his violet aura pulsing intensely.
Yet, he did not immediately act to dispel the blue energy. Despite his disdain for Tang San, he knew the latter possessed both the Sea God and Asura God divine positions.
Tang San was cunning—there was no guarantee he hadn't prepared countermeasures. If he acted rashly and alerted him, it could prove troublesome.
The God King of Destruction extended a hand, and a shimmering emerald leaf appeared in his palm.
The veins of the leaf were intricate, brimming with vitality—far surpassing the power of the Golden Tree.
He activated the leaf, and before long, a figure materialized behind him.
"Xiao Zi, what is it that you need?"
A gentle voice rang out as the God King of Destruction turned around. His crimson eyes softened slightly, and even his aura of destruction seemed to settle.
"Xiao Lü, you're here."
The God King of Destruction spoke softly.
The newly arrived figure was the God King of Life, draped in a flowing green gown radiating pure vitality. A faint, tranquil smile adorned her face.
A soft golden glow enveloped her, exuding an aura teeming with life—comforting and irresistibly endearing.
The God King of Life was not only one of the five God Kings but also the wife of the God King of Destruction.
"Look at this."
With a wave of his hand, violet divine power surged forth, magnifying the Douluo Continent for closer examination.
"This is…?"
The God King of Life murmured in curiosity, her elegant brows furrowing slightly.
"This is the realm where Sea God Tang San ascended from, isn't it?"
"Why can I still sense traces of Tang San's divine power here?"
By divine law, once a deity ascended to the Divine Realm and concluded their worldly affairs, they were prohibited from meddling in lower realms. This was a fundamental rule enforced by the Divine Realm Committee.
"Tang San is nothing but an ambitious hypocrite, pretending to uphold righteousness while scheming in the shadows!"
The God King of Destruction sneered, though a trace of caution flickered in his eyes.
He and Tang San had never seen eye to eye. The God King of Destruction sought to expand the Divine Realm, yet Tang San persistently obstructed him.
His reasoning was simple—the mortal realms were producing too many gifted individuals, many of whom had already reached the pinnacle of their worlds but could not ascend due to the Divine Realm's limited number of divine positions.
Expanding the Divine Realm would provide a solution, allowing it to govern even more planes.
However, with the Gods of Kindness and Evil frequently absent from the Divine Realm, leaving Tang San free to pursue his own interests, it often felt like the God King of Destruction was the only one truly working for the future of the Divine Realm.
"Xiao Lü, let's join forces and see what tricks Tang San is playing. He seems to think the Douluo Continent is his personal playground."
The God King of Destruction turned to his wife.
The God King of Life nodded slightly. This was not just a matter of her husband's interests—this was about whether Tang San, a Divine Realm enforcer, had violated divine law.
She raised her delicate hand, releasing countless shimmering streams of green light. These ethereal energies gracefully descended upon the blue energy barrier, merging seamlessly without triggering any reaction.
This was the wonder of the power of life.
Gradually, a small opening formed in the blue energy, revealing a surge of murderous, blood-red aura.
Tang San had indeed set up precautions.
"Hmph!"
With a wave of his hand, the God King of Destruction unleashed a violent surge of destructive power, not to obliterate the murderous aura but to trap it within a sealed space.
After ensuring there were no further traps, the two God Kings extended their divine senses into the Douluo Continent.
Moments later, the God King of Destruction's expression darkened, while the God King of Life's brows knit in concern.
"How dare Tang San! That is his own daughter!"
The God King of Destruction bellowed, his raging divine power distorting the surrounding space, nearly tearing it apart.
The God King of Life gently approached him, wrapping her hands around his arm. A glow of life energy spread outward, calming his destructive aura.
"Xiao Zi, Xiao Qi's divine consciousness has been split…"
The God King of Life struggled to find the right words, her heart heavy with sorrow.
She and the God King of Destruction had watched Xiao Qi grow up. Never did they expect Tang San would go this far.
"And that's not all. Within the will of the Douluo Continent plane, I vaguely saw a hammer…"
The God King of Destruction's divine sense stirred, and a divine decree shot forth.
A moment later, a dark orange glow descended, materializing into a tall, lean figure cloaked in orange robes.
"My lord, what are your orders?"
The figure respectfully bowed before the two God Kings.
"Wrath, go and see if Tang San's father is still in the Divine Realm."
The God King of Destruction spoke in a calm yet ominous tone. However, the God of Wrath, attuned to fury itself, could keenly sense the barely suppressed rage within his master.
After all, he was the God of Wrath—it would be embarrassing if he couldn't recognize anger when he saw it.
"Yes, my lord."
The God of Wrath transformed into a streak of orange light and swiftly departed.
(End of Chapter)