Exposing Ying as She Faces the Rampaging Tvalin! Paimon's Identity as the Heavenly Principles' Other Half Emerges Amid the Crisis

"Why..."

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, and drops of silvery divine blood fell, yet she remained completely unaware.

That loneliness and pain that transcends eternity seemed to find resonance at this moment, but it also became sharper and more piercing because of it.

Tang Wulin grabbed her hand, enveloping her cold fingers in his palm. His voice was deep and firm. "Na'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He could feel her pain.

Because he is the other half of the suffering!

On the other side, the atmosphere was equally heavy within the circle of the First Generation God King.

"Interesting, really interesting."

The evil god-king Ji Dong curled his lips into a cold smile, but there was no hint of amusement in his eyes.

He stared at the tiny Paimon on the Light Screen, as if he saw a glimpse of some kind of hope.

"A Supreme God, after splitting and degenerating, was able to be 'reborn' in another way..."

The red figure reappeared in his mind.

Lie Yan.

If... if Lie Yan could also be like this...

The Kind God King Lie Yan beside him gently held his hand and said softly, "Ji Dong, it's different. Paimon lost his Remembrance and power, but I am whole."

She could understand the sudden surge of madness in Ji Dong, but she felt even more sorry for the little life named Paimon.

She too had risen from weakness to strength, and she understood better than anyone how tragic it was to fall from grace and forget everything that had happened.

Cooking God Rong Nianbing stroked his chin, his brows furrowed.

"This dish has such a complex flavor," he murmured. "It has the sweetness of creation, the cruelty of war, the bitterness of separation, and the confusion of amnesia... and finally, it's wrapped in a layer of innocent 'cuteness.' Tsk, it's really... making it hard to know how to even begin to eat it."

God King of Light Chang Gongwei, Mad God Lei Xiang, God of Death A'Dai, Immortal Emperor Hai Long, Demon God Tian Hen...

These top experts, who once stirred up storms in their respective worlds, are now silent.

Their pride seems so insignificant in the face of a narrative of the magnitude of the "Throne War."

Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu gently plucked the strings in the Void with his fingers, only to find that he could not play any notes that matched his current state of mind.

Because it is a grand melody called "destiny," which transcends joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

His companion, Dragon King Zi, his enormous dragon eyes filled with shock. "A war at the level of Creation God... Our Dragon Clan, before such beings, would probably be..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

Douluo God Realm Committee.

Tang San's Purple Demon Eye flashed with a sharp light, his brain working frantically, analyzing every single word.

"The First Throne, the Second Throne..."

"Phanes, Heavenly Principles..."

"This means that in that world, there were at least two generations of supreme Rules being replaced, and that was through war!"

This news sent a chill down his God King, even though he had ruled the Divine Realm for many years.

The Divine Realm is not a place of Eternity peace.

He looked at Huo Yuhao and noticed that his son-in-law's expression was equally serious.

Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye seemed to be able to penetrate the Light Screen and sense the chaotic yet pure soul aura emanating from Paimon.

"Separation... degeneration..."

Huo Yuhao recalled his encounter with the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and the Fragments of his teacher, Electrolux's soul.

He understands best that kind of spiritual incompleteness and loneliness.

"Dad, that Paimon... he's so pitiful."

Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San's chest. She was the most purely emotional person. She didn't understand anything about the Throne War. All she saw was a being who should have been incredibly great, but who had become this little guy who knew nothing.

Tang San gently patted her back, his gaze growing ever more profound.

He suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying question.

Phanes was seriously wounded and separated during the war against the Second Throne.

So...

Where is the Dragon God?

Back then, who was the Dragon God's enemy? Was it truly because he was too powerful, causing unease among all the God King, that he was besieged?

Or is there a hidden "Second Throne" behind that ancient war?

The moment this thought crossed Tang San's mind, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his entire body stiffening.

He dared not think any further.

If this speculation is true, then the history of the entire Douluo God Realm, and even the entire universe, will be completely rewritten!

Just then, the scene changed.

On the Light Screen, the blonde Traveler, Ying, looked helplessly at Paimon floating beside her.

Paimon, hands on his hips, huffed and puffed, "So, you're not allowed to call me Emergency Food anymore! I'm the best guide!"

She was completely unaware of her extraordinary identity.

She's still the same friend who would drool over a piece of roast meat, get angry when teased, hide behind the Traveler in times of danger, but would never abandon her and run away alone.

This utter "ignorance" stands in stark contrast to the cruel truth that has just been revealed.

This contrast makes the hearts of all viewers feel as if they are being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

As Gu Yuena watched that scene, the sorrow in her eyes suddenly transformed into a complex emotion that was difficult to describe.

perhaps...

Forgetting everything isn't all bad.

If she weren't the Silver Dragon King, and if Tang Wulin weren't the Golden Dragon King, would there have been so much pain and estrangement between them?

While she was lost in thought, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on the back of her hand.

Tang Wulin held her hand and said, word by word, with perfect clarity:

"Na'er, no matter who you are, you will always be my Na'er."

Boom!

Gu Yuena's mind went blank.

She suddenly looked up at Tang Wulin, and in those golden dragon eyes was a determination and fervor she had never seen before.

And at that very moment.

On the Light Screen, the image froze on Paimon's small, shimmering crown-shaped headdress.

A new line of small, golden characters silently appeared.

A few words, yet they stirred up a huge wave.

Douluo God Realm.

All eyes were drawn to the golden figure.

"This girl... is she the younger sister of that boy 'Kong' from before, Ying?"

Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye flashed with a sharp light, trying to see through the essence of the image, but he only felt a vastness.

In the scene, the girl Ying steps into the city-state called "Mondstadt".

It was a city brimming with freedom and poetry, where towering windmills turned slowly and verdant meadows undulated in the wind.

However, the peace was soon shattered.

In the sky, a colossal azure dragon roared in agony, its eyes stained with an ominous purplish-black as it frantically attacked the city it had once protected.

"It's a dragon!"

For the first time, a hint of emotion flickered in the Dragon God's majestic voice.