Somewhere in the Divine Realm, in the Sea God's Palace.
Although Tang San had been stripped of his powers, the Sea God Godhood still existed. It had simply been completely torn away and seized by Xue Nianbing.
Thus, the Sea God Palace would not disappear either.
Compared to before, however, the palace had gradually dimmed. Clearly, with no new successor to the godhood, there was no supply of divine power to sustain it.
"Dong'er, does anything look familiar?"
Inside the great hall, Xiao Wu gazed at Wang Dong'er with a tender expression.
Wang Dong'er shook her head.
"'We' used to play here all the time!" Tang Wutong explained with a smile. "Sometimes, when 'we' got into trouble, 'we' would hide behind that chair."
Wang Dong'er looked over and saw a throne not far away, clearly the seat of the palace's owner.
But she had no memory of it whatsoever.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong exchanged a glance, unsure what to say. In truth, their hearts ached too.
As a husband and a father, Tang San had actually raised the butcher's blade against his own daughter for his selfish interests.
Such an act enraged gods and mortals alike; even ten thousand deaths could not atone for it.
And yet, having witnessed Tang San die at Xue Nianbing's hands, they could not help feeling a little sorrow.
Did they blame Xue Nianbing?
In truth, they did not blame him at all. They even felt deeply grateful.
Because of Xue Nianbing, Xiao Wu had learned the truth.
Because of Xue Nianbing, Tang Wutong had come back to life.
"I'm fine." Seeing Xiao Wu's and Tang Wutong's expressions, Wang Dong'er smiled and waved her hand. "Let the past stay in the past. We should cherish the present and the future."
"Dong'er, let's