Sorry, I Killed You

"I am no longer clean."

"Xiao Wu... it is I, Tang San, who has failed you..."

Feeling the gaze of the gods surrounding him, and with the Golden Dragon King still continuing, Tang San suddenly felt too weary to struggle any longer.

From this moment on, his reputation in the God Realm would never be what it once was.

What Sea God, what Asura—both had become a wretched, humiliating joke. What point was there in remaining in such a God Realm?

"Let it be destroyed; I am tired."

Tang San recalled that massive spatial-temporal turbulence.

It was one of the trump cards he had prepared for himself, originally intended to be used in tandem with the Golden Dragon King to finish off the God of Destruction.

He would then deal with the Golden Dragon King, channeling its essence into the body of Tang Wulin, who resided within Xiao Wu's womb.

But now...

Now, because of the Silver Dragon King, this trump card had lost its original purpose.

With Xiao Wu and Wutong having departed for the Douluo Continent, this card had only one use left.

And that was to destroy this godforsaken God Realm!

Beyond the God Realm lay the vast, boundless universe.

In the night sky of the cosmos, countless stars shimmered, a magnificent sight in every direction.

Suddenly, a faint, flickering gray speck appeared in the field of vision, rapidly approaching the direction of the God Realm.

A long time passed.

"Roar!"

The Golden Dragon King seemed to have finally reached its climax. As that essence surged forth, Tang San felt a wave of warmth wash over his body.

The tyrannical and violent essence of the Dragon God was being poured into him, stream after endless stream.

Gradually, the deep crimson eyes of the Golden Dragon