"Who was it?!"
Tang San of the Divine Realm visibly turned red with rage. His furious roar spread far from the Sea God Temple, lingering without end.
Elsewhere.
In the Destruction Temple, the God of Destruction, who had been keeping a close eye on Tang San, likewise heard his furious roar. Seated upon his divine throne, he stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"What is that Sea God going crazy over now?"
Nothing seemed to have happened in the Divine Realm. For ever-hypocritical Tang San to lose his composure like this, something beyond his control—or rather, beyond his expectations—must have occurred. It had also caused him tremendous losses, which was why he was so enraged.
As for where he had lost control...
"Douluo Continent..." Red light flickered faintly in the God of Destruction's eyes. He was deeply displeased by Tang San's interference with the lower realm, yet helpless because he could never catch him in the act. Meanwhile, his wife, the Goddess of Life, was always trying to smooth things over.
Clearly, the God of Destruction had guessed it as well. An uncontrollable mishap must have arisen when Tang San interfered with the lower realm on the Douluo Continent, severely ruining Tang San's plans and driving him into such a fury.
"But what does that have to do with me?" The God of Destruction smiled faintly, and more than half the gloom in his heart vanished.
No matter what had happened on the Douluo Continent, it was the lower realm's own affair. It was part of the lower realm's natural, stable operation and should not be interfered with by gods.
Tang San's fury proved that someone native to the Douluo Continent had intentionally or unintentionally ruined his plans. Whatever those plans were, seeing them destroyed was something the God of Destruction was