Tang San Loses His Enforcement Authority

The Divine Realm.

Sea God Mansion.

"Sea God, you let Fart God sneak into Douluo Continent. That was outrageous!"

God of Destruction stared hard at the blue-haired young man before him, his tone icy.

Tang San smiled gently. "Destruction, what proof do you have that it was my teacher who sneaked down there?"

At that, the face hidden beneath God of Destruction's hood darkened further.

The teleportation passage had been tampered with, and the Divine Official guarding it had been knocked unconscious. Every clue he'd uncovered pointed to Fart God, yet Tang San actually dared to make excuses for him right to his face.

God of Destruction said sharply, "Sea God, the aura left at the teleportation passage was unmistakably Fart God's."

"You're the God Realm Enforcer, yet you can't even recognize your own teacher's aura? Or are you trying to protect Fart God?"

Protect Gangzi?

Do you think I want to?!

Tang San screamed inwardly.

If Gangzi hadn't snuck into Douluo Continent, he would have seized the opportunity on the spot, dragged Gangzi back to the Divine Realm, and punished him severely.

That would have earned him a fine reputation for impartial enforcement.

But Gangzi had to sneak into Douluo Continent.

What was Douluo Continent?

The foundation of his ten-thousand-year plan.

He'd gone to all that trouble to send God of Fire to become the Sword Bearer. What if Gangzi's actions exposed everything?

So Tang San could only deny it to the bitter end. Destruction had no solid evidence, after all, and couldn't do anything to him.

"Destruction, you're a God King too. Don't you know there are plenty of people in this world with similar auras? Does everyone who resembles Fart God have to be my teacher?"

"Come in." Seeing that Tang San was still making excuses, God of Destruction prepared to bring out his final trump card.

As God of Destruction finished speaking, a figure appeared outside the door.

It was the Divine Official who'd been knocked unconscious by Yu Xiaogang's fart earlier. After waking up, he'd been told that God King of Destruction wanted him to come to Sea God Temple.

"This humble god greets both God Kings."

The Divine Official bowed at the doorway, then walked inside.

"Sea God, you know this man, don't you?"

There was a hint of smugness in God of Destruction's voice.

Did he really think he had no evidence? If he hadn't had any, he wouldn't have come here.

"Oh? I'm afraid I don't know him."

Tang San glanced at the Divine Official, not the least bit flustered.

That skeletal king, God of Destruction, was really asking for trouble. He actually thought he could have one of his men identify Tang San's teacher.

He was only going to humiliate himself. There was no need to take it seriously.

"Speak up."

God of Destruction said in a low voice, "Who knocked you unconscious and then sneaked into the lower realm?"

The Divine Official dropped to his knees with a thud. He opened his mouth, then glanced at Tang San as if seeking his approval.

Tang San said calmly, "You don't need to look at me. Tell the truth."

The Divine Official was taken aback.

Lord Sea God was telling him to speak the truth?

Could it be that Lord Sea God disliked Fart God too?

He suddenly remembered the rumors about Sea God that Second-Level God Ma Hongjun, the God of Phoenix, had spread.

They said that, ten thousand years ago...

Fart God Yu Xiaogang had used his own direct disciple, Sea God Tang San, as a test subject to prove his theories.

As a result, he'd crippled Sea God's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

Later, Sea God had been blessed with good fortune. Not only had he found an Immortal Herb that laid the foundation for his ascension to godhood, but he'd also discovered the Blue Silver Emperor's legacy.

Otherwise, Sea God might never have become a God King...

The story had spread like wildfire throughout the Divine Realm. Some said Yu Xiaogang had done it on purpose; others said it had been an accident.

But whatever the truth, the relationship between master and disciple had grown strained from then on.

Could Lord Sea God be looking for an excuse to get back at Fart God?

The more the Divine Official thought about it, the more sense it made.

Hadn't Lord Sea God told him to speak the truth so he would identify Fart God?

This was using someone else's blade to kill!

Lord Sea God couldn't bring himself to act against his own teacher, but he could borrow God of Destruction's blade and do it openly, with perfect justification.

He had to seize this opportunity and give Lord Sea God the biggest surprise of his life.

Maybe that would even earn him a promotion in the Divine Realm...

"Reporting to God King of Destruction!"

The Divine Official's voice suddenly rang out loud and clear. "The one who knocked me unconscious and sneaked into the lower realm was..."

"Fart God Yu Xiaogang!"

Tang San was no longer calm. He stared hard at the Divine Official.

"Say that again."

The Divine Official failed to notice that anything was wrong with Tang San. His eyes were already blinded by dreams of promotion and riches.

"Reporting to Lord Sea God, Fart God was the one who knocked me unconscious. I swear it on my life."

God of Destruction laughed at once. "Sea God, the evidence is right here. What do you have to say now?"

"As the God Realm Enforcer, you protected and enabled Fart God's unauthorized descent to the lower realm, and deceived the God Realm Committee. With all these offenses combined, effective immediately..."

God of Destruction paused, as if savoring the moment.

"I strip you of your authority as God Realm Enforcer. I will assume the role for now, and personally hand it over to God of Fire once he breaks through to God King."

Tang San sat motionless, his eyes fixed on the Divine Official kneeling on the floor.

Had I misunderstood what Lord Sea God meant?

Was he really telling me not to give Fart God away?

Then I'm screwed!!!

The Divine Official began trembling all over. Suddenly, he realized he might have committed a terrible mistake.

Forget getting promoted and rich—he might not even make it out alive...

"Let's go."

Destruction turned and left, taking the Divine Official with him.

He stopped at the doorway and said, "Sea God, don't do anything foolish that would be beneath your station. Otherwise..."

Tang San understood. Destruction was warning him not to lay a hand on the Divine Official.

Of course, he hadn't planned to. The man was a nobody, not worth a God King's personal attention.

Compared to the Divine Official before him, Tang San hated God of Destruction even more—and that good-for-nothing teacher of his, Gangzi.

"Destruction, you've sealed your own death!"

"Gangzi, you too!"

"You've all sealed your own deaths!!!"

Tang San's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he began panting like a bull.

No!

One part of his ten-thousand-year plan had to be brought forward...

I need Destruction dead as soon as possible!!!

"God of Fire... I'm entrusting my ten-thousand-year plan to you..."

Star Dou Great Forest.

Fighting back his grief, Yu Xiaogang found a scenic resting place for Luo Sanpao.

There were mountains and trees, and a winding little river with water so clear he could see fish swimming through it.

He dug a large pit, placed Luo Sanpao's already-cold body inside, and began filling it with dirt.

"Sanpao... don't blame me..."

"I really can't bear to give up the Fart God position..."

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he began to cry again.

"Sanpao... you're dead, but I'm just not dead... neither of us can really be said to be alive..."

Feng Yan appeared behind Yu Xiaogang in an instant, utterly speechless at the sight.

He was a Third-Level God, for crying out loud. When trouble came, he didn't try to solve it—or even dare mention getting revenge?

If Feng Yan hadn't still needed him to set up Little Scumbag and Dai Yuhao, he wouldn't have spared him a glance.

"Stop burying him. Sanpao can still be saved."

Yu Xiaogang jumped at the voice. He thought that Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King had come to beat him up again.

When he came to his senses, he realized it was Feng Yan.

Hearing that Feng Yan wanted to save Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang panicked. How could Sanpao matter more than his Fart God position?

"No... don't save Sanpao..."

"Just let it go peacefully..."

Feng Yan: "..."