The Divine Realm, Sea God Temple.
Bang!
The doors to the hall slammed shut.
Tang San stood in the middle of the hall, his expression terrifyingly grim.
This was bad.
Just moments ago, Destruction God King had openly challenged him at the committee meeting.
Tang San had always been meticulous. He had erased every trace of his actions, leaving nothing behind. Faced with Destruction God King's accusations, he could have handled things with ease, even turning the tables on him.
The problem was Xiao Wu.
When Destruction God King presented those ambiguous pieces of evidence, Xiao Wu hadn't been able to control her expression. She knew she had interfered with the mortal realm.
It had only been a subtle change in her expression, but Xiao Qi really was on Douluo Continent. To avoid suspicion, Destruction God King had made Tang San stay under the God Realm Committee's watchful eye most of the time—or else he would keep Tang San under surveillance around the clock.
Tang San drew a deep breath, the fury in his eyes almost spilling over.
"Destruction..."
He murmured the name, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.
Breaking the rules?
Am I the only Law Enforcement God in the Divine Realm who breaks the rules?
I only interfered a little, for Douluo Continent's future and the Divine Realm's continued existence. What did I do wrong?
You're the one who's always thinking about expanding the Divine Realm, Destruction. That's the real Path to Death!
Why won't you stop hounding me, the Asura God?
Tang San cursed Destruction God King under his breath.
But he didn't have time to be angry.
He had finally managed to secure this brief moment alone by using "I need to return to Sea God Temple to fetch something" as an excuse.
This was also his last chance for some time to inspect Douluo Continent.
The moment he stepped out that door, Destruction God King's spies would stick to him like a bad smell.
Tang San walked deeper into the hall and raised a hand.
A Water Screen appeared out of thin air.
The images shifted, and the scene on Douluo Continent gradually came into focus.
But the moment Tang San saw the situation in the mortal realm, his pupils contracted.
"How... is this possible?!"
He unconsciously took half a step back. His usually tranquil face was now filled with shock.
Chaos.
It was utter chaos.
A complete mess!
On the Water Screen, a thick layer of blood clouds hung over the Sun Moon Empire's imperial palace.
The Holy Spirit Cult, an evil cult that had once barely scraped by in the shadows, now openly controlled the Sun Moon Empire's Imperial Court. It had even taken over the army.
Tens of thousands of Soul Tool cannons were aimed toward the former territory of Douluo Continent, and countless Evil Soul Masters with sinister auras were mixed in among the steel ranks.
"Madness..."
Tang San gritted his teeth.
Those lunatics actually meant to wage war against all of Douluo Continent?
Who had given them the nerve?
Where had they gotten their power?
His gaze swept quickly past the Star Dou Great Forest.
It was just as unsettled there.
A beast tide was gathering. Countless Soul Beasts were assembling by that Small River, making Tang San's scalp tingle.
Tang San's gaze finally settled on the ordinary-looking river outside Shrek City.
People from Shrek Academy were heading that way.
Yan Shaozhe, Qian Duoduo, and a group of young students.
Shrek Academy also wanted to use that river to create a powerful fighting force.
All because of one river.
Just because of this river that had appeared out of nowhere, his thousand-year plan—his carefully arranged game—had been swept into disarray!
Tang San was furious.
The three Children of Destiny were still in the Sun Moon Empire, now under the Holy Spirit Cult's control. The place was perilous. What if one of the Children of Destiny he had chosen died because of some slipup?
No, no. Douluo Continent would never let a Child of Destiny come to harm. Tang San quickly cleared the distracting thought from his mind.
Things might be chaotic now, but he still had to make plans. He had to, and he needed to keep the situation under his control as much as possible.
First, he would contact Da Ming and Er Ming.
Da Ming and Er Ming were having tea when they suddenly received a message from Tang San.
"Da Ming, Er Ming."
"I have an important mission for you."
"Listen carefully. Arrange for Xiao Qi and the others to go to the Sun Moon Empire at once."
Da Ming and Er Ming both frowned, unsure why Tang San had made this decision. After all, Tang San's attitude toward the Sun Moon Empire had been far from friendly before.
"Why?" Da Ming asked, puzzled.
"Do as I say."
Tang San's voice turned colder. He offered no further explanation.
"Just get Xiao Qi and the others into the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."
"Remember, keep it discreet. Don't reveal their identities."
Hearing Tang San's instructions, Da Ming and Er Ming could only comply. Ever since Tang San had become a god, his attitude toward them had grown increasingly harsh.
The Sun Moon Empire...
"Go tell Xiao Qi and the others about this," Da Ming said to Er Ming beside him.
After ending the connection, Tang San slowly let out a breath.
The Holy Spirit Cult might have taken control of that place, but if the Children of Destiny were safe, how could his three daughters be in danger?
The biggest problem was still that river. As long as it existed, he wouldn't be able to play his game properly.
Besides, Destruction God King's surveillance was about to begin.
After that, directly observing the mortal realm like this would be all but impossible.
Tang San's gaze grew dark and distant. He had spent a thousand years plotting. At last, a Child of Destiny had appeared, and he was finally close to taking complete control of the Douluo Plane's Consciousness. He wouldn't give up so easily.
There was still one way for him to interfere in the mortal realm: use a clone.
The clone would be considerably weaker, but it would still be his clone, with all of his memories. And... he could give it some extra buffs. It would be more than capable of dealing with the upheavals in the mortal realm.
As for his clone's backer, Tang San had already chosen one: Shrek Academy. Or rather, Shrek Academy was the only choice.
The Sun Moon Empire had the Holy Spirit Cult. Those Evil Soul Masters were not right in the head, and Tang San had no intention of letting his clone take that risk. After all, his clone also bore the responsibility of saving Douluo Continent.
As for his daughters... they would certainly be safe. In Tang San's plans, his daughters would be with the Children of Destiny. The dangers they encountered would be nothing more than dangers he had created himself.
A drop of blood soon appeared on Tang San's index finger. Under his control, it gradually transformed into the likeness of his twelve-year-old self. A flash of golden light followed as Tang San placed part of his divine sense inside the body.
This divine sense contained a single strike from a Deity. It was meant for self-defense.
Unfortunately... the body was too frail to hold more than one use.
He would only use it as a last resort. Tang San was confident that, with his own intelligence, he wouldn't need to resort to it.
Tang San sent his clone to the mortal realm, then walked out the door. As luck would have it, he saw Destruction God King approaching.
"I've got what I came for. I was just about to head over."
Tang San chuckled. Did Destruction God King really think he could stop him?
Once Tang San had control of Douluo Continent, Destruction would be the first one he dealt with!
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