He truly found it hard to understand. Why had the God of Ruin still chosen to be a traitor even after receiving so much help from him?
The sound of fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the Divine Throne echoed through the empty hall. Only after a long while did it stop.
"Since you chose this path, don't blame me for being ruthless."
A cold, murderous voice echoed back, and the God of Destruction's figure silently vanished.
Of course, he would not immediately go looking for trouble with the God of Ruin. Now that he knew the other party was a traitor, there were many things he could do.
Wasn't the Sea God interested in the Douluo Plane?
He, the God of Destruction, was quite willing to stir the pot. And that lump of shit—wasn't it Tang San?
In the Divine Realm, there was no distinction between day and night, but the Gods had still created a sense of atmosphere. At night, the Divine Realm's light was relatively dim, like the instant when dusk and night intertwined in the Lower Realm.
The immortal spirit qi in the Sea God Palace was abundant and gentle. Niu Tian did not waste this energy, absorbing it with all his might. Who knew when he would return to the Divine Realm again?
When he opened his eyes and pushed open the window to step onto the balcony, he saw immortal cranes formed from countless strands of immortal spirit qi soaring through the sky. Soft, pristine clouds glimmering with golden light drifted lazily along.
A new day had long since begun.
As if remembering something, Niu Tian quickly rose and left the guest room. When he arrived at the Sea God Palace's main hall, he happened to see Tang San chatting with Dai Mubai