"I went to great lengths to project a fragment of Xiao Qi's divine consciousness onto the Three-Eyed Golden Lion born in the Star Dou Forest."
Inside the Sea God Temple, Tang San panted like a bull. His eyes had turned bloodshot, as if he wanted to devour someone whole.
"It was meant to steal the Soul Beast Clan's destiny and the Dragon God bloodline, but... but all my painstaking schemes have come to nothing!"
Tang San's once fairly handsome face twisted into something hideous. He slammed his palm heavily against the armrest of his divine throne.
The armrest, made of some unknown material, was reduced directly to powder under his furious blow.
Pfft!
His blood surged upward. Combined with his extreme fury and the rampaging Sea God Divine Power and Asura Divine Power within him, it made him cough up a mouthful of brilliant golden blood.
After spitting out that mouthful of blood, Tang San seemed to lose all strength. His face was as pale as gold paper, utterly bloodless.
"Third Brother, Third Brother, did something happen to Xiao Qi...? Third Brother, what's wrong with you?"
At that moment, a woman in a pink dress with a long scorpion-tail braid hurried into the temple.
She had been full of anxiety, but when she saw Tang San's current state, her face immediately filled with helpless panic.
After staring blankly for a moment, she hurried to Tang San's side and gently stroked his chest, trying to help him catch his breath.
"Third Brother, what... what happened to you?"
The newcomer was naturally Xiao Wu, the exclusive sheath of the Asura Sword, the only accessory of God King Tang San, and a hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit.
The pampered life she had enjoyed in the God Realm over the years, along with having given