Tang San: The Damn Golden Dragon King Is Still Chasing Me

"No!"

Tang San, pinned beneath him, struggled desperately but was unable to move.

The Golden Dragon King, who was over a thousand feet tall, actually wanted to force himself on him. If he succeeded, he didn't know how he would face Xiao Wu.

The God of Destruction couldn't stand it any longer. Even if he disagreed with Tang San, it was a clash of ideologies.

One thing at a time, if Tang San really fell for the Golden Dragon King's tricks, it would be a disgrace to the Divine Realm.

Now, both the Godess of Kindness and the God of Evil need to recover their divine power to prepare for the next strike, the "Sword of Three Realms Judgment." Right now, he is the only one who can save Tang San.

"Golden Dragon King, that's enough."

As soon as the God of Destruction faded, the Scepter of Destruction in his hand shone brightly with purple light, and countless streaks of purplish-black Divine Thunder of Annihilation struck towards the Golden Dragon King.

The Golden Dragon King was immersed in the joy of having the "beautiful dragon" beneath him when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on the top of his head.

Just as it tried to flap its dragon wings to dodge, countless bolts of Divine Thunder of Annihilation struck its back with pinpoint accuracy.

However, after the lightning dissipated, the Golden Dragon King seemed to have suffered no damage, except that its scales had turned slightly black.

The God of Destruction's expression grew increasingly grim, and he unleashed countless Divine Thunder of Annihilation once more, launching a relentless attack on the Golden Dragon King.

Tang San was taking advantage of the moment when the Golden Dragon King was distracted to climb out, and he was about to escape from under the dragon's body when suddenly his whole body went numb.

"You Destruction, you've attacked the wrong person!"

With a scream, Tang San's Sea God Divine Armor was still emitting blue smoke, his meridians were in excruciating pain, and he spat out golden divine blood.

The Golden Dragon King's bestial nature has been fully unleashed by the God of Destruction. It had been sealed away for countless years, and its suppressed desires could no longer be contained.

It made a decision: to completely possess the "beautiful dragon" before it in front of all the gods, to make it a fait accompli, and no one could stop it now.

In order to avoid being disturbed by the God of Destruction, the Golden Dragon King simply retracted his pair of sky-covering dragon wings, and his enormous dragon body rapidly shrank in the void.

The thousands of feet long, dark golden dragon body transformed into a golden ball of light in the air that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

As the ball of light slowly dissipated, a burly, scarred man stepped out, his red, vertical pupils burning with undisguised madness.

Upon seeing this, the God of Destruction's expression finally changed; the Golden Dragon King's transformation into human form would not affect his defense or power.

Moreover, once he transforms into human form, he becomes a smaller target and more agile, making it harder for him to interfere from the outside with the Divine Thunder of Annihilation.

Even more deadly is that the human-shaped Golden Dragon King can pin Tang San down and perform that "sacred" ritual.

"Sea God, run!"

Tang San struggled to his feet, raised his right hand, and the Golden Trident returned to his grasp.

He had already been severely injured by the Divine Thunder of Annihilation of the God of Destruction, and with this crippled body, he would absolutely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Golden Dragon King after he transformed into human form.

There's only one solution right now: shift the blame eastward.

With that in mind, Tang San coldly glanced at the God of Destruction.

Destruction that Skeleton King was definitely just settling a personal score.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he could have escaped by switching to the Asura God Position...

"God of Destruction, save me quickly!"

Tang San transformed into a streak of golden-blue light, hurtling towards the God of Destruction.

When the God of Destruction saw Tang San flying towards him, followed by the Scarface Golden Dragon King, he genuinely thought Tang San was asking him for help.

He was just about to make another move...

Tang San brandished his Golden Trident, looking smug and triumphant.

"The first move of the Golden Thirteen Halberd Techniques: Unfixed Storm."

The God of Destruction reacted, but Tang San's halberd strike came too fast. He had been preparing to shield Tang San from the Golden Dragon King, and he had never been on guard against Tang San before...

It wasn't trust; it was a complete lack of belief that Tang San would dare to lay a hand on him.

"Sea God! You..."

Before the God of Destruction could be finished, a golden halo enveloped his body, freezing him in mid-air, unable to move.

"God of Destruction, you hold off the Golden Dragon King for me. I'll go get the Goddess of Life... and then I'll come back to help you."

After Tang San finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left the place without looking back.

Despite his severe injuries, he escaped at a speed only slightly slower than when he was in his prime.

The Golden Dragon King made his choice almost instantly.

He glanced coldly at the God of Destruction, who was trapped in the Unfixed Storm, but his scarred face remained expressionless.

Catching up with Tang San and completing that sacred ceremony with him—that was the Golden Dragon King's obsession.

Ignoring the God of Destruction, the Golden Dragon King stomped his foot, transforming into a golden lightning bolt, and relentlessly pursued Tang San in front of him.

"Meilong, don't run away!"

"I won't fight that old bastard Destruction; I only want to be with you."

"That damned Golden Dragon King is still chasing me! Damn it!" Tang San almost choked on his breath. What kind of trouble had he gotten himself into?

Is that monstrous Golden Dragon King really determined to slap his dermatitis?

It only took the Golden Dragon King a moment to catch up with Tang San.

Tang San heard the sound of something cutting through the air getting closer and closer behind him. Before he could react, a thick, strong hand reached out from behind and grabbed his wrist.

"Gotcha, Meilong."

Taking advantage of the situation, the Golden Dragon King turned him around, and with his other hand, he wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him tightly into his embrace.

An atmosphere of ambiguity pervaded the air.

Tang San naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die, but even with all his might, he couldn't break free from the Golden Dragon King's embrace.

"You beast! Let me go!!!"

The Golden Dragon King paid no heed; he had already decided that any struggle or resistance was merely the "mother dragon's" way of feigning reluctance.

"Let's begin... Don't worry, I will be gentle and won't let you get hurt in any way..."

The words were finished.

The Golden Dragon King tore apart Tang San's Sea God Divine Armor and then roughly pressed him down.

"Destruction, good, evil, save me!!!"

Tang San furiously hammered at the Golden Dragon King's massive body, but to no avail; in fact, the powerful recoil caused him pain.

The Golden Dragon King straightened his body and decisively launched a powerful charge.

"Ah..."

Tang San let out a scream that had gone off in a different tone. A strong sensation of stimulation arose from below, followed by a burning, tearing pain.

"No! This doesn't belong to me!!!"

Tang San roared to the sky, his voice hoarse and desperate, his long blue hair cascading down his body, swaying with every movement of the ancient dragon behind him.

The God of Destruction simply watched this scene quietly, offering no assistance whatsoever, while the Original Sin Gods behind him watched with great interest.

If Tang San had simply focused on escaping, the God of Destruction would have helped him stop the Golden Dragon King.

But what did Tang San just do?

Not only did they escape, but they also betrayed him on the spot, delivering the strongest control technique in the Divine Realm, "Unfixed Storm"...

The God of Destruction was already being lenient by not seeking revenge on the spot; why would he save such an ungrateful wretch?

"Sea God, when you trapped me with the Unfixed Storm, did you consider what would happen next?"

The cold voice of the God of Destruction pierced through the Golden Dragon King's low groan and reached Tang San's ears.

Tang San had no strength to answer and could only lie in the shattered Sea God Divine Armor, divine blood continuously gushing out from somewhere.

"Destruction is almost complete." The voice of the God of Evil came from behind the God of Destruction.

The Godess of Kindness had already turned his face away, unable to bear to look any longer.