"Why the hell should I care if Tang San woke up?!"
Er Ming was stunned for a second before realizing—it was the boy he casually saved before leaving Mingdu.
His face grew even more sour.
His first reaction was to think of the one from the God Realm—this brat really dares to call himself that? Why not just call yourself Tang Hao while you're at it?
Whoever gave him that name must be a lunatic.
"Get lost! Stop bothering us!" Er Ming snapped impatiently.
"But Sect Master, he… he said… he really is Tang San!" The disciple of the Clear Sky Sect was terrified, stumbling over his words.
Er Ming's brows furrowed deeper, and he was about to slap the guy—
But Da Ming stopped him.
With a calm expression, Da Ming asked, "Explain clearly. What exactly happened?"
"Y-yes, this is what happened…"
The Clear Sky Sect disciple took a deep breath and stammered out the story.
It turned out that not only had that "Tang San" revealed the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass martial souls, but he also knew many of the Clear Sky Sect's secrets. Then, with a stern face, he ordered them to summon Da Ming and Er Ming—he wanted to question them personally. His aura alone had left them dumbfounded.
So the disciple came, thinking… What if it really is him?
"He even knows about the back altar?" Da Ming's pupils shrank. He exchanged a look with Er Ming.
The back altar was a sacred object left behind by the real Tang San when he departed—a means to contact the God Realm. In the entire sect, fewer than five people even knew it existed.
This instantly made the young man's claim significantly more credible.
"Big Brother, this…" Er Ming swallowed nervously.
Did this mean Tang San had been watching their every move all along?Given how disastrously everything had gone, weren't they about to be scolded into oblivion?
"Let's go," Da Ming sighed softly and left first.
Inside the room.
"Phew… looks like they bought it."Tang San sat cross-legged, smiling slightly.
He had been afraid the Clear Sky Sect disciples would treat him like a lunatic and never report it to Da Ming and Er Ming. If that had happened, he'd be in real trouble. But as long as those two knew, everything would be resolved. What problems could possibly arise when facing his own main body?
"As for Xiao Wu's soul fragments… if worse comes to worst, I'll just push the blame on Da Ming and Er Ming. If Xiao Wu really loses her temper, that's the last thing I want to deal with." Tang San murmured to himself.
"Of course, that's the worst-case scenario. The Silver Dragon King shouldn't be that unreasonable. At the very least, I am a God King."
"And it's not too late yet. I've now personally experienced the state of the current continent. I understand the situation even better than those two idiots Da Ming and Er Ming. I know who's behind all this…"
Tang San's expression darkened.
"Xu Cheng!"
"Hmph, once I return to my main body, even if it means risking exposure, I must personally crush you!"
No one understood better than Tang San just how dangerous Xu Cheng was.If he let him continue unchecked, not only would the continent spiral out of control—the entire God Realm could be in danger.
That boy is just too monstrous…
He must be eradicated soon!
At that moment, footsteps echoed from outside the door.
"Finally…" Tang San let out a long breath and stared toward the entrance.
"Da Ming, Er Ming—you've come?" Tang San spoke calmly, eyes cold.
Hiss—
Da Ming and Er Ming exchanged glances, feeling their scalps go numb.That tone, that expression, that aura… it was just like the Tang San from the heavens.Not to mention, their nicknames—"Da Ming" and "Er Ming"—were known by very few, aside from Xiao Wu and the original Shrek Seven Devils. Only Tang San would know.
"God King, sir."
Both of them immediately dropped to their knees.
Trembling.
"You two certainly played your part in ruining the Clear Sky Sect," Tang San sneered.
"We never imagined Xu Cheng would call upon Di Tian from the Great Star Dou Forest… and even create some kind of… artificial spirit rings…" Er Ming sobbed bitterly.
"Artificial spirit rings?!" Tang San was stunned.
Even he hadn't known about that.
"Yes. Over the Royal Academy of the Sun Moon Empire, Di Tian appeared and said he came precisely because of Xu Cheng's so-called artificial spirit rings. Spirit beasts have been slaughtered by humans for years, their numbers plummeting, even approaching extinction. If artificial spirit rings are real, then spirit beasts might truly have hope…" Da Ming explained.
"…!"
Tang San took a deep breath.
He had already expected Xu Cheng to be a monster, but this?!
His entire millennia-long plan—wasn't it all to solve the conflict between humans and spirit beasts?
As a God King, he viewed the Douluo Plane like an accelerated microscopic world. The dwindling number of spirit beasts was obvious at a glance.
But now… if this problem had already been solved by that brat's technology…Then all his years of scheming would become a joke!
He spent centuries manipulating things to summon the Abyss Plane—and that would look ridiculous compared to Xu Cheng's clean solution.
He couldn't let that happen!
"Right! What about Xiao Wu?" Tang San suddenly asked.
"We went to the Star Dou Forest, but the Silver Dragon King ignored us. She said you should go ask for the soul fragments yourself…" Da Ming's words finally convinced him.
Tang San's face darkened completely.
"What?! That damned beast…"
"When I return to the God Realm, I will make her pay! Enough—stand up. Let's go to the back altar and prepare to link with me."
"Yes!" Da Ming and Er Ming stood and were about to leave—
When a soft blue light filled the room.
A divine power, as vast as an ocean, blanketed everything.
—It was the real Tang San.Everyone instantly realized it, their hearts leaping with joy.
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a figure bathed in faint blue light appeared in the room, sweeping his gaze across them with an indifferent expression.
"So I'm that handsome, huh…" Tang San chuckled at his own reflection.
Just as Da Ming and Er Ming were about to speak, the Sea God Tang San cut them off."My time is limited—so listen closely."
"I will send a wisp of divine sense to the lower realm to manage everything. Meanwhile, the Abyss Plane is drawing closer. When the time comes, their leader will contact you and form an alliance. Let them handle the hard work—they don't fear death anyway."
Tang San continued:
"Remember—my divine sense's orders are the same as mine."
As he spoke—
A youth's figure slowly formed beside him.
He stood at the Sea God's side, looking down at the others coldly and indifferently.
"Be careful of the Abyss Plane's strongest. He's no weakling. Because Goodness and Destruction are both watching me like hawks, don't contact me again. I've sealed the back altar's function. From now on, only I can initiate contact. D—damn it!"
Suddenly, his form flickered, and he cursed under his breath.
"That's it. We're done here."
With that, the Sea God's image completely vanished.
Leaving everyone in the room exchanging confused looks.
"A wisp of divine sense? Then who the hell are you?!" Er Ming turned to the original "Tang San," eyes wide.
The latter was also stunned, staring at the divine sense version of himself...who didn't even spare him a glance.
Mouth agape, completely baffled.
(End of Chapter)