Rise Again! My Xue'er!

The instant Tang San heard those words, he couldn't help sucking in a breath.

The Divine Domain was a realm belonging to the gods. Naturally, he had one too—not just one, in fact.

But he was only a wisp of divine consciousness. Using the Sea God Trident to wield the Golden Thirteen Halberd Techniques was already his limit. How could he possibly have the strength left to use a Divine Domain to fight back?

Tang San whipped around. Feng Yan stood motionless, and with him at its center, the world began to change.

Countless golden flames hung in the sky, while Cinder Soil stretched beneath the earth. Every so often, lava erupted.

The space around them gradually shattered. In that instant, space itself was reforged.

Countless flames seemed to receive some kind of signal and surged toward Tang San.

"Golden Thirteen Halberd Techniques, Fourth Form—Sea Shield."

Tang San planted the Sea God Trident before himself. Blue divine power burst from its shaft, forming a massive shield of water that enveloped him.

The flames crashed against the water shield, and steam immediately billowed everywhere.

Tang San's face went pale. The divine power sustaining this wisp of consciousness was rapidly draining away. The Sea Shield wouldn't hold for long.

"What's wrong? I haven't even used Samadhi True Fire, and you're already struggling?"

Feng Yan hovered in the air, speaking with disdain.

Within the Eternal Ash Realm, all his attributes were boosted by three hundred percent. He was now powerful enough to fight a true God King.

Of course, fighting was one thing. He'd still lose in the end.

It didn't take long for Tang San to fail to withstand the attack. A streak of flame struck him and sent him crashing to the ground.

"I've had enough fun. Time to end this."

Feng Yan held out his hand, palm up. Flames gathered in it, and a golden flame appeared in his palm.

Then the golden flame gradually faded, revealing a long, crimson spear.

A divine artifact—the Crimson Flame Divine Spear.

Tang San recognized it.

Feng Yan had forged it himself ten thousand years ago, after inheriting the God of Fire's divine position.

It wasn't a Super Divine Artifact, but Feng Yan had tempered it with Samadhi True Fire until its might rivaled that of Tang San's Sea God Trident.

Feng Yan made no unnecessary movements. He simply raised his right arm and hurled the spear toward Tang San.

There was no question that Tang San couldn't block this attack.

The spear pierced right through him, and the Sea God Trident in his hand dropped heavily to the ground.

Feng Yan appeared before Tang San in an instant, clamped a hand around his throat, and lifted him into the air.

His last attack hadn't aimed for a vital spot. It had only left Tang San gravely wounded.

"God of Fire, if you've got the guts, destroy this wisp of my divine consciousness!" Tang San said bitterly.

His ten-thousand-year plan... was on the verge of ruin...

Now, he could only sacrifice this wisp and alert his true body in the Divine Realm...

Feng Yan paid no heed to Tang San's provocation. Instead, he opened his portable space as if nothing had happened.

He reached inside and took out a Blue-Gold Bead.

The instant Tang San saw it, his expression changed completely.

"San Gege, don't worry. I won't destroy you. That would be far too easy on you."

Feng Yan wasn't foolish enough to actually destroy Tang San's divine consciousness.

A divine consciousness and its true body were closely linked. If something happened to one, the other would sense it immediately.

If he destroyed this wisp, wouldn't he be telling Tang San's true body in the Divine Realm that something had happened on Douluo Continent...

He couldn't destroy it, but Feng Yan did have a pretty good idea.

"San Gege, since that Spirit Eye boy is so important to your ten-thousand-year plan,

"why don't I fuse these two wisps of your divine consciousness, put the result into a female Soul Beast, and let you watch over him yourself? How does that sound?"

"Of course, I'll erase some of your memories..."

Feng Yan grinned as he explained his plan.

You little scumbag, you love splitting things apart and putting them into other people's souls, don't you?

Now it's your turn.

Surprised?

Unexpected, isn't it?

"God of Fire! You dare!"

"My true body will never spare you!"

Tang San's fury flared at once.

He'd always been the one scheming against others. Since when did anyone get to scheme against him?

And to have a God of Fire he'd thought he could keep firmly under his thumb turn his own methods against him—

How could he not be furious?

At the thought, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

"God of Fire! You've earned yourself a death sentence!!!"

Feng Yan's grin only deepened. "Why wouldn't I dare? San Gege, you know this routine better than I do."

"And besides... what time do you think it is? You still think your true body can do anything?"

"If I'm not mistaken, when Gangzi sneaked down to the mortal world, he left you with a huge mess to clean up in the Divine Realm. How could you possibly have time to deal with me?"

"He might even be helping me cover my tracks in the Divine Realm right now..."

After a long while.

After putting in quite a bit of work, Feng Yan gazed at the larger Blue-Gold Bead in his hand and let out a sinister cackle.

"Ke ke ke ke ke... Little Scumbag, I'm just treating you the way you treated others."

"Who told you to lay a hand on my Wutong?"

The two wisps of divine consciousness inside the Blue-Gold Bead had completely fused. With their awareness intertwined, they could just about be considered half a divine soul.

That meant they were now eligible for reincarnation.

Now he had to decide what kind of Soul Beast Tang San would become.

Would it be that nearly hundred-thousand-year-old Blue Silver Emperor from the Sun Moon Empire, some Man Faced Demon Spider, or Tang San's favorite, Lone Bamboo?

Perhaps sensing Feng Yan's thoughts, Tang San's consciousness inside the bead began struggling violently.

But Feng Yan didn't care in the slightest.

Good. Struggle!

The harder you struggle, the more excited I get!

He put the bead away in his portable space, alongside the golden bead.

Feng Yan's divine sense swept over Qian Renxue, who lay asleep inside the golden bead.

Back in the Divine Realm, Feng Yan had been afraid Tang San would notice. So even though Qian Renxue's divine soul had almost fully recovered, he hadn't dared wake her.

But now, the opportunity had come.

With that thought, Feng Yan took Qian Renxue out and began slowly pouring divine power into her.

"Awaken, fallen Angel God!"

As soon as the words left his lips,

An immensely powerful, sacred golden light burst from the bead, and the golden bead slowly floated into the air.

"Next, I just need to rebuild her body."

Feng Yan took out several divine herbs containing powerful life force, ones he had tricked the Goddess of Life into giving him.

The Goddess of Life really was a bleeding heart. With just a little clever maneuvering, he'd gotten his hands on those herbs.

Feng Yan refined the herbs with divine power and channeled their medicinal essence into the bead.

Then, under his careful ministrations, bones began to grow, muscles formed over them, and skin gradually took shape.

The first things to catch his eye were a pair of smooth, jade-white feet and a pair of long, slender legs.

Higher up...

There was another pair of snow-white, full breasts, proudly raised.

That smooth, completely naked body...

That flawless face, with long, golden hair cascading down.

It was a breathtaking sea of white, filling his vision...

Strange. Why wasn't she awake yet?

Feng Yan stopped admiring the scene before him and frowned in confusion. Qian Renxue's divine soul was whole, and her body had been completely rebuilt.

She should've awakened by now, right?

Could it be...?

Feng Yan suddenly understood.

He'd forgotten one last step.

And that was...

"Rise again!!!"

"My Xue'er!!!"