The stench of blood over Heaven Dou City gradually faded in the cold night wind, but the suffocating pressure grew heavier by the moment. Yu Tianyu sat upon a throne forged from bones and ruins, his gaze piercing the layers of dark clouds and fixing on that place atop the Plane, the so-called home of the gods.
In his arms, Xiao Wu was like an exquisite puppet stripped of its soul. Though Tang San's blood still stained the hem of her skirt, she mechanically poured Yu Tianyu cup after cup of blood wine distilled from divine essence.
"Third Brother, do you see?" Yu Tianyu swirled his wineglass, watching the reflection in the liquor: Tang San's remnant soul, imprisoned beneath the ruins of Sea God Island and wailing in agony. "This is the world you spent your entire life trying to protect. Now it bears the Yu name."
Divine Realm, the Council Hall.
The sacred, peaceful atmosphere of old had vanished without a trace, replaced by unprecedented fear and chaos.
The Sea God Godhood had shattered, the Rakshasa God's divine essence had fallen, and the Angel God's divinity had been forcibly seized... These upheavals made the lofty gods feel the tremors of "destruction" for the first time.
"Asura, the Sea God has fallen. That mortal... He isn't merely challenging Order. He's devouring the foundation of the Plane!" The God of Destruction's roar rumbled like thunder, and the Scepter of Destruction behind him erupted with purplish-black lightning.
Asura God sat at the head of the table, his face terrifyingly grim. As the Divine Realm's enforcer, he had tried to bring down divine punishment many times, but every divine decree that entered the bounds of Douluo Continent was forcibly devoured by a violent, crimson power accompanied by the roar of a giant