"Tang San!"
In the Divine Realm, the God of Destruction snapped awake.
"I'm not dead yet?"
The memories of the God of Destruction still lingered on the moment he sacrificed his life to protect the Divine Realm under the Space-Time Turbulence.
He looked around and found himself still in the Divine Realm, and an intact Divine Realm at that, completely devoid of any signs of Space-Time Turbulence.
The God of Destruction scanned the Divine Realm, confirming the time period he was in.
"I didn't head toward the end of destruction, but lived again? And I've even been reborn before that scoundrel Tang San became a god?"
It was that very Tang San; ever since he came to the Divine Realm, everything had changed.
The rules of the Divine Realm of old were treated by him as nothing.
He repeatedly interfered with the affairs of the lower realm, practically treating the Douluo Continent as his personal property.
In the Divine Realm, he also banded together with factions. Clearly a newcomer, he ended up making the God of Destruction part of a minority.
Even his wife, the Goddess of Life, had acted as if she had fallen ill, standing on Tang San's side everywhere and instead going against him, her husband.
In the end, she forced him to instigate a Divine Realm war in the most violent manner.
Forsaken by all, success makes a king and defeat makes an outlaw.
He ultimately chose to die to protect the Divine Realm-rather than saying he didn't want to see the Divine Realm destroyed, it was more like taking the initiative to walk toward the end after a thorough defeat.
Rather than watching Tang San dominate the Divine Realm and turn it into something like the Douluo Continent, making it the Tang Realm.
He might as well follow the Path of Destruction and head into nothingness.
Since I've been reborn at this time, I absolutely cannot let the events of my past life repeat themselves.
Thinking of this, the gaze of the God of Destruction looked down toward the Douluo Continent.
"Tang San..."
Seeing that figure in the Holy Soul Village of the Douluo Continent, one entirely different from the adult Tang San, the intent of destruction within the God of Destruction almost slipped out of his control.
He desperately wanted to strike Tang San dead with a bolt of lightning.
Yet at that moment, he sensed a familiar aura on Tang San.
"The God of Asura? He was already paying attention to Tang San at this time?"
The God of Destruction was greatly surprised. In his past life, he hadn't paid much attention to Tang San before he became a god, and didn't even know why the current God of Asura would choose Tang San as the successor to his divine position.
He had even gone so far as to join forces with the Sea God to pass on their divine positions to Tang San, breaking the rules for this very purpose by letting Tang San's soul beast wife serve as the scabbard for the Asura Sword, allowing Tang San to smoothly control two divine positions.
The dignified God of Asura, one of the Five God Kings of the Divine Realm, was this good to a mere mortal.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Tang San was the illegitimate son of the God of Asura.
Sensing the aura of the God of Asura, the God of Destruction calmed down a lot.
In his past life, he had suffered too many losses because of his own straightforwardness, and now he had to force himself to use his brains more.
Ever since his struggle with Tang San began, things had never gone smoothly for him.
For some unknown reason, so many people inexplicably supported Tang San, as if they had lost their minds, and among them was even the wife of the God of Destruction.
If he launched a forcible attack on Tang San now, the God of Asura would certainly come out to stop him.
As for the Goddess of Life, there was a high probability that she wouldn't stand on the side of him, her husband, but would instead act like a holy mother, feeling that he had been consumed by the desire for destruction.
As for the two God Kings of Evil God and Goodness God, although they were not yet those useless young people Ji Dong and Lie Yan, they were complete yes-men to Tang San.
Yet the God of Destruction had no certainty of getting their support in this matter.
The more the God of Destruction thought about it, the angrier he became.
Could it be that even after living another life, he could only watch helplessly as Tang San became a god and then stirred up trouble in the Divine Realm?
Then wouldn't his rebirth have been in vain?
The gaze of the God of Destruction constantly swept across the Douluo Continent, and suddenly, he noticed a tiny human figure.
"This... This is a variable? An unknown variable."
On the Douluo Continent, a small village near the sea named Sea Burial Village.
On the sea outside the village, a child of about six or seven years old stood on a sampan swaying with the waves, holding a long spear with both hands in a stance ready to thrust downward, his gaze fixed intently on the surface of the water.
Suddenly, the sampan dipped slightly, and the long spear in his hand thrust downward fiercely, the front tip of the shaft plunging beneath the surface of the sea.
"Hehe, got a bite!"
Su Chen leaned his body back slightly, forcefully lifting the long spear, and a large fish resembling a grouper was hauled out of the water.
"Heavy enough, must be twenty pounds."
Thud...
The fish pierced by the long spear fell into the sampan, not even thrashing about, clearly already dead as a doornail.
Meanwhile, the pitch-black long spear in Su Chen's hand, which looked like dark red upon closer inspection, transformed into light and dissipated into nothingness.
This long spear was Su Chen's Martial Soul.
"Su Chen, time to go back and eat."
In the distance, several sampans around the same size as Su Chen's sailed toward this side, also carrying children whose ages ranged from seven or eight to eleven or twelve.
"Su Chen, come to my house for dinner today, okay?" said a little boy whose face was sunburned to a bright red.
"Nonsense, Su Chen ate at your house the day before yesterday, today's it's my turn."
"It's my house's turn."
A group of children began to argue noisily, all talking at once.
Su Chen sighed helplessly; being popular was truly troublesome.
Being this popular, awakening with Innate Soul Power when awakening his Martial Soul was only a secondary reason. The main reason was that even though he was still young, he already belonged to that drop-dead gorgeous type, a famously handsome young man for miles around.
As an orphan, there were even families with daughters from other villages who wanted to adopt him as a child husband.
Su Chen refused on the spot. That required extra pay...
Pui!
As a transmigrator, he was a man with principles and self-respect!
Free meals weren't entirely out of the question, but they couldn't be eaten just anywhere. His appetite was poor, and he was a picky eater.
At this moment, a group of small sampans pulled ashore, and the children's debate remained deadlocked.
"Su Chen, where do you want to go eat? We'll all listen to you."
A dozen children looked at Su Chen with eager eyes.
Su Chen bent over and picked up the fish in the boat.
"Today I'm not going anywhere, I'm going back to eat at my own place. See this? My harvest."
"Wow, such a big fish."
"Su Chen, you're really amazing, you speared a fish again."
Whoever could catch a big fish was undoubtedly the hero among these children.
Children by the sea had of course seen plenty of big fish.
But they were still young, could only manage small sampans, and only played around close to the shore, rarely managing to get a fish this big.
"Why don't I go to your house to eat? You certainly can't finish a fish this big all by yourself."
"I want to go too."
The children who had just invited Su Chen to eat at their homes instantly changed their minds and wanted to go to Su Chen's house to eat.
"I won't eat for free, I can cook. My mom even praised my cooking skills, saying I'm the village girl with the best chance of marrying Su Chen."
Su Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at the chubby little girl who had spoken.
There wasn't the slightest bit of embarrassment on her face, and her tone was full of showmanship.
"Alright, then let me taste your cooking."
Su Chen was a kind-hearted person. Even though your dream was destined to come to nothing, your effort was worthy of praise.
You were destined never to get him, but satisfying your wish to cook him a meal was still no problem at all.
"See that? I won."
The girl became even more smug, akimbo and holding her head high, completely looking like a total victor.
"I want to go too, I can stoke the fire and add firewood."
"I can go home and get good food."
"My house has some too."
Su Chen waved his hand, and the children instantly quieted down.
"All of you go, all of you go. I'm leaving the village in a few days, so let this meal be your farewell to me."
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