Tang San: I'm Going to Self-Destruct, and the Golden Dragon King Sure Talks a Lot of Trash

Ideals were ideals, reality was reality.

No matter how fiercely Tang San boasted or how beautifully he dreamed in broad daylight, the next moment, he was still coughing up blood.

"Damn it, you even wanted to destroy the God Realm. You really are a heartless, ungrateful bastard."

The Seven Original Sin Gods cursed Tang San furiously.

They were already at the end of the road, yet he still dared to spout such wild nonsense. He truly deserved to die.

"Tang San, hand over your Divine Positions, and I can decide to give you a quick death."

Taking advantage of Tang San being suppressed, Ji Dong smashed a fist into his back before urging him to surrender.

After taking Ji Dong's powerful blow, Tang San spewed blood as though it cost nothing.

To be honest, ever since Ji Dong became a god, Tang San had kept him suppressed. Normally, Ji Dong had tolerated every one of Tang San's actions again and again.

Now that he had landed a hard punch on Tang San, Ji Dong felt incredibly satisfied.

Back when he was on the Five Elements Continent, Ji Dong had been a hero of his generation. How could he remain gloomily beneath another for so long, especially beneath Tang San?

"Pah! You husband and wife are nothing but two lapdogs before me. What makes you think you're worthy of asking me to surrender?"

Tang San was already at the end of the road.

He desperately wanted to live, but he also knew that he probably would not be leaving the God Realm.

Did he regret it? He truly did.

But he did not regret opposing the God of Destruction, nor did he regret not simply agreeing to die alongside the God of Destruction to protect the God Realm.

What he regretted