Life: Asura Confrontation, Life Cursing the Streets

"Calm down, calm down."

Though he didn't know what had happened, Destruction stumbled over behind the God of Life, carrying the weight of her murderous glare.

He placed his hands on her shoulders, kneading them gently to help her relax.

Feeling the pressure applied by Destruction, the tension within the God of Life gradually began to subside.

Yet, the flames of anger in her heart had not yet fully extinguished.

Seeing that Life was cooling off, Destruction finally dared to ask, his words filled with concern: "Xiao Lu, who provoked you?"

"Tell me, and I will help you teach that person a lesson."

The God of Life replied curtly with two words: "Asura."

Upon hearing the name Asura, the hands kneading her shoulders froze instantly.

Though, it only lasted for a brief moment.

Life recounted everything that had happened on the Douluo Continent to Destruction, point by point.

The more she spoke, the more agitated she became, and the harder it was for her to suppress the fury burning within her.

A layer of frost coated Destruction's face, and his tone was calm: "I understand. Let us go together and demand an explanation from Asura."

How dared this Asura—how could he possibly dare?

"Now, immediately, we leave at once!"

Seeing Destruction standing by her side, Life no longer wished to remain in her own domain.

She took Destruction by the hands and headed toward the Asura Temple, the residence of the Asura God.

Asura Temple.

What filled the hall was not the majestic vitality of life or the infinite growth of nature, nor was it the destructive force that burned everything and extinguished all existence; instead, it was a tangible, scarlet malevolence.

On the throne at the highest point of the temple, the Asura God—one of the five Great God Kings, the master of slaughter, judgment, and order—looked down upon everything in the hall with contempt.

The great doors of the temple were pushed open from the outside.

The aura of life surged in, accompanied by the aura of destruction. The malevolence that had previously permeated the Asura Temple sensed these two opposing forces and was displaced.

The Asura God rose from his throne, his tone calm as he looked at the figures who had come to his Asura Temple:

"Life, Destruction, this is not a place you should come to, at the very least without giving a heads-up."

As soon as she arrived at the Asura Temple, Life pointed at the Asura God's nose and scolded: "Asura, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly why I've come today."

Her voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly by everyone within the Asura Temple.

The Asura God raised an eyebrow as he looked at Life and the Destruction who had arrived with her.

He spoke slowly, completely indifferent:

"It's nothing more than your successor being bullied in the lower realm, you stepping in to bully someone smaller, and me stepping in to help—that settles it, doesn't it?"

Originally, Destruction had wanted to argue with Asura based on the fact that gods were not permitted to interfere in the lower realms, but then he remembered that his own wife, Xiao Lu, had been the first to interfere.

If he had truly spoken up, they would have only been the ones to invite humiliation upon themselves.

The God of Life let out a cold snort, looking at the Asura God's nonchalant attitude, and cursed:

"You know he is my successor. Do you think I would just stand by and watch my successor die at the hands of someone over fifty levels higher than him, with an age gap of more than thirty years?"

"Or perhaps, the people chosen by you, Asura God, are all shameless wretches? Though that makes sense; after all, like master, like servant."

"In my eyes, those pieces of trash under your command use every despicable method available, lacking even the slightest moral bottom line."

The God of Life unleashed the anger she had been suppressing, holding nothing back. She ignored the changing expression on the Asura God's face and continued her tirade.

Every word and every sentence pierced into the heart of the Asura God.

BOOM.

A massive sound interrupted the God of Life's cursing. The Asura God's face turned black, his features twisted, and the divine power radiating from his body caused the malevolence of the Asura Temple to reignite.

The killing intent within the temple felt as if the God of Death had descended; even the air seemed to freeze in time. He roared:

"Say that again?!"

Asura's fury, Destruction unable to get a word in, and the unyielding Life.

"What if I say it again!"

"Your subordinate bullied my successor, and I am here to demand an explanation. Using a nine-year-old child to threaten his family just to keep something that didn't belong to him in the first place—Asura, that is truly fitting for you."

The Asura God's face was dark. Usually, the God of Life was so gentle; he never would have guessed she was the type to curse at people the moment she saw them.

Today, he, the Asura God, had truly seen it all.

He had no chance of winning an argument against a madwoman like this.

"Then tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?"

It wasn't as if he hadn't just been trying to seek justice for her successor; why did she have to curse his entire family and every god under his jurisdiction one by one?

What was even more fatal was that the God of Life gave him absolutely no opportunity to interject.

Upon hearing the word "compensation," the God of Life finally calmed down, while the God King of Destruction, who had been watching the show from the side, soothed her emotions.

Her performance today had truly opened his eyes.

Having walked the path since the ancient era, this was the first time he, Destruction, had ever seen Xiao Lu in such a furious state.

This made the God of Life feel somewhat like a stranger to him.

"Consider yourself sensible; as for compensation..."

She pondered for a moment, considering whether there was anything in the Asura Temple suitable for that little fellow, Ye Qingzhou.

However, upon closer thought, it seemed there was nothing in his Asura Temple worth taking out.

"I want to temporarily keep your Asura Sword, and I demand that you bring that Tang Hao to personally kowtow and apologize to me and my successor."

There was another benefit to her and Destruction keeping the Asura Sword; since the Asura God had saved Tang Hao, it indicated that Tang Hao was someone he valued on the Douluo Continent, or perhaps it was Tang Hao's son.

If so, it was only a matter of time before Tang Hao's son inherited the Asura God position, and an Asura God without the divine Asura Sword would be incomplete, unable to exert their full strength.

Even if he inherited the Asura God position, he would definitely not be a match for her successor.

The Asura God King refused on the spot: "I can accept the kowtowing and apology, but asking for the Asura Sword is going a bit too far."

"Don't be in such a rush; I am merely keeping it for you. You can come and take it from me whenever you want, provided I am there."

Just then, the God King of Destruction spoke up: "Asura, I advise you to just agree. If this reaches the God Realm Committee, it will do neither of us any good. Goodness despises this kind of behavior from Tang Hao the most."

"Not to mention the relationship between Goodness and Xiao Lu."

"We already hold three votes, while you and Evil only have two."

Destruction's words were not without reason, as bringing this matter to the God Realm Committee would be bad for everyone.

"Take it then."

Even if the Asura Sword were in the hands of a successor who had stopped at the eighth trial, he could still summon it back.

The true master of the Asura Sword had always been him, the Asura God.

He tossed the Asura Sword to the God of Life, who took it, and together with Destruction, she left the Asura Temple.

In the cave behind the mountain of Holy Soul Village in Nuoding City.

Ye Qingzhou, Ye Shuyuan, and Dugu Bo entered the cave, searching for traces of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.