At the center of the Douluo God Realm, inside a palace, Tang San was remotely controlling Ma Xiaotao and the Hongchen Siblings. He intended to curb Li Changsheng's edge and lay the groundwork for bringing him under control later.
Yet at that very moment, a golden whip appeared out of thin air and lashed straight at him.
Before Tang San could react, he was sent flying.
"Who? Who dares launch a sneak attack on this God King?!"
Tang San flew backward and slammed heavily into a jade pillar in the palace, fiery pain flaring across his back.
He abruptly flipped to his feet, the majesty of a God King erupting in an instant. Unbelievable fury churned within his blue-gold eyes.
"Who?!" he shouted sharply, his voice echoing through the palace with the unique pressure of a God King. "Who dares lay a hand on this God King?!"
As the enforcer of the Douluo God Realm, he held an exalted position. Since becoming a god, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Let alone being whipped away in public, there were scarcely any gods who even dared raise their voices before him.
At that thought, uncontrollable rage exploded from the depths of his heart, mixed with the shame and resentment of being affronted—he was a God King who governed the order of the God Realm, one who had climbed to the pinnacle through countless hardships. Yet now, he had been ambushed and whipped like a child. It was simply the greatest humiliation!
Endless divine power surged from his body. Golden divine patterns flowed across his skin, and the entire palace began to shake violently. The Runes on its beams and pillars flickered chaotically, as though the structure might collapse at any moment.
His Divine Sense spread out, covering every corner of