"Could it be that Tang San wanted to abdicate?" The God of Evil chuckled.
"Do you believe I am the Creation God, or do you believe Tang San would abdicate?"
"Since you're the Creation God, why aren't you getting up there? Are you just going to watch the God Realm be sealed?" The God of Evil joked.
The God of Destruction shook his head and continued watching Tang San in the sky.
Whoosh—
Crack!
Following a blood-red Asura Slash, a crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the entire God Realm.
Though faint, every Deity heard it clearly.
"It's cracked! It's cracked!"
"The Ice Mist is about to be torn apart! The God Realm is saved!"
"Divine power can finally get in! The God Realm was practically becoming a dead zone these past few days!"
The gods were incomparably excited, staring fixedly at the torn opening.
The Ice Mist that had left them utterly helpless was now showing signs of defeat. It no longer gathered back together rapidly, but only slowly.
Whoosh—
Tang San swung his sword again, dispersing the slowly gathering Ice Mist.
However, the Ice Mist slowly returned once more.
Seeing this, Tang San frowned, his gaze turning icy.
He raised the Asura Sword, preparing to slash again.
"Tang San, are you blind?"
The God of Destruction looked utterly speechless. "The Ice Mist has already dispersed. What you need to do now is keep the opening from closing, not keep wasting divine power."
"Destruction, if you dare insult me again, don't blame this God King's Asura Sword for showing no mercy!" Tang San glared at the God of Destruction, furious beyond measure.
"Oh? Showing no mercy?"
The God of Destruction sneered. With a slight movement of his mind, Xiao Wu cried out in agony nearby as the power of Destruction