The voice abruptly stopped. As the supreme God King of the God Realm, Tang San quickly remembered his identity, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
Silence filled the surroundings. Rong Nianbing watched coldly from the sidelines, the God Kings of Good and Evil chose not to take sides, and the gods of the God of the Sea faction did not dare speak under the pressure of the God of Destruction. The seven Original Sin Gods standing behind him alone were impossible to ignore.
"Tang San!"
The God of Destruction's deep voice rang out, and anyone could hear the blazing fury contained within his words.
"What exactly have you done?!"
Tang San had recovered considerably under the Goddess of Life's healing, though his head still throbbed faintly. Yet no pain in his body could compare to the pain in his heart.
His split soul had been killed even while wielding a divine artifact. The preparations and divine artifacts he had left behind were all gone. The loss was devastating; competing with the God of Destruction in the future would be difficult.
"God of Destruction, this is not the time to discuss that. The God Realm has already encountered a crisis."
Tang San had already guessed that the disappearance of his companions had been discovered, but he could not admit that he had sent them down to the lower realm. He had to shift the matter toward the God Realm's crisis.
Sure enough, although they suspected the God of the Sea, his accumulated prestige over the years still prompted the gods to begin discussing Tang San's words.
"Stop changing the subject, Tang San. Where exactly did the God of War and the others go?!"
The God of Destruction slammed his scepter heavily against the ground, displeasure flashing in his eyes.