Tang San Loses Enforcement Authority

God Realm.

Sea God Mansion.

"Sea God, you allow the Fart God to smuggle himself into the Douluo Continent; this is nothing short of reckless!"

The God of Destruction stared fixedly at the blue-haired youth before him, his tone laced with icy coldness.

Tang San smiled gently. "Destruction, what proof do you have that the one who smuggled himself down is my teacher?"

Hearing this, the expression of the God of Destruction, hidden beneath his cloak, turned even uglier.

The teleportation channel had been tampered with and the guardian deity knocked unconscious; every piece of information he had pointed to the Fart God, yet Tang San dared to absolve the Fart God right to his face.

The God of Destruction said sternly, "Sea God, the aura at the teleportation channel was clearly left by the Fart God."

"As a Law Enforcer of the God Realm, can you not even recognize your own teacher's aura? Or is it that you intend to shield the Fart God?"

Shield Gangzi?

The hell do you think I want to!

Tang San screamed internally.

If it weren't for the fact that Gangzi had smuggled himself into the Douluo Continent, he would have seized this opportunity on the spot to drag Gangzi back to the God Realm and punish him severely.

That way, he could have earned a reputation for impartial law enforcement.

But Gangzi just had to smuggle himself into the Douluo Continent.

Where is the Douluo Continent?

It is the foundation of his ten-thousand-year grand plan.

He had gone to great lengths to send the God of Fire to act as the Sword Bearer; what if everything were exposed because of Gangzi?

Therefore, Tang San could only deny it to the end. In any case, Destruction had no concrete evidence and could do nothing to him.

"Destruction, you are also a God King. Do you not know that there are many people in this world with similar auras? Does every person who resembles the Fart God have to be my teacher?"

"Come in." Seeing Tang San still quibbling, the God of Destruction prepared to play his final trump card.

As the voice of the God of Destruction fell, a figure appeared outside the door.

This person was the very deity who had been knocked unconscious by Yu Xiaogang's fart earlier. Upon waking, he had been told that the God King of Destruction wanted him to come to the Sea God Temple.

"This minor deity greets the two God King Lords."

The deity bowed at the doorway before walking inside.

"Sea God, you recognize this person, don't you?"

The voice of the God of Destruction carried a hint of triumph.

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

"Oh? I truly do not recognize this person."

Tang San's gaze swept over the deity, his heart devoid of the slightest panic.

The God of Destruction, that skeleton king, was truly looking for trouble, actually wanting his own subordinate to identify his teacher.

It was merely self-inflicted humiliation; there was no need to take it to heart.

"Speak."

The God of Destruction said in a deep voice, "Who knocked you unconscious and smuggled themselves into the lower realm?"

The deity fell to his knees with a thud. He opened his mouth, his gaze sweeping toward Tang San, seemingly seeking the latter's opinion.

Tang San said calmly, "No need to look at me, just tell the truth."

Hearing this, the deity was stunned.

Lord Sea God actually wanted him to tell the truth?

Could it be that Lord Sea God was also unhappy with the Fart God?

He suddenly recalled the rumors spread by the second-tier deity--the God of Phoenix, Ma Hongjun--regarding the Sea God.

Legend has it that ten thousand years ago...

The Fart God, Yu Xiaogang, used his own personal disciple, the Sea God Tang San, as an experiment to prove his theories.

As a result, he crippled the Sea God's Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

Later, the Sea God was blessed with great fortune; not only did he find immortal herbs to lay the foundation for his godhood, but he also found the inheritance of the Blue Silver Emperor.

Otherwise, the Sea God might not have become a God King...

This matter had become the talk of the God Realm. Some said Yu Xiaogang did it on purpose, while others said it was unintentional.

But regardless, the relationship between master and disciple had become subtle ever since.

Could it be that Lord Sea God wanted to use this excuse to take revenge on the Fart God?

The more the deity thought about it, the more it made sense.

Lord Sea God telling him to tell the truth—wasn't that just telling him to point the finger at the Fart God?

This is a case of using a borrowed knife to commit murder!

The Sea God finds it inconvenient to take action against his own teacher, but he can borrow the blade of the God of Destruction; it would be justified, reasonable, and beyond reproach.

He must seize this opportunity to give the Sea God a massive surprise.

If he plays this right, his status in the God Realm might even rise a notch...

"Reporting to the God King of Destruction!"

The god official's voice suddenly became resonant: "The person who knocked me unconscious and snuck down to the mortal realm is none other than..."

"The Fart God, Yu Xiaogang!"

Tang San no longer maintained his previous calm; his eyes were locked firmly onto this god official.

"Say that again."

The god official did not realize that something was wrong with Tang San; he had been blinded by dreams of promotion and wealth.

"Reporting to the Sea God, the one who knocked me out was the Fart God. This minor god is willing to stake his life on it."

Seeing this, the God of Destruction laughed outright: "Sea God, the evidence is right here. What else do you have to say?"

"As an enforcer of the God Realm, you have shielded and indulged the Fart God in sneaking to the mortal realm and deceived the God Realm Committee. For these combined crimes, effective immediately..."

The God of Destruction paused, seemingly savoring the moment.

"I strip you of your enforcement powers in the God Realm. This Seat shall hold them temporarily until the God of Fire breaks through to become a God King, at which point I shall personally hand them over to him."

Tang San sat motionless, his gaze fixed on the god official kneeling on the ground.

Could it be that I misinterpreted the Sea God's intentions?

Did he actually mean for me not to expose the Fart God?

If that's the case, I've completely blown it!!!

Seeing this, the god official began to tremble all over. He suddenly realized that he might have committed a grave mistake.

Forget about promotion and wealth; he might even lose his life here...

"Let's go."

The God of Destruction turned and left, taking the god official with him.

He walked to the door, stopped, and said: "Sea God, do not do anything foolish that is unbecoming of your status, otherwise..."

Tang San understood; this was the God of Destruction warning him not to take action against this god official.

Of course, he had no intention of doing so; he was merely a small fry, not worth the effort of a God King to kill personally.

Compared to the god official before him, Tang San hated the God of Destruction and that "good teacher" Gangzi even more.

"Destruction, you have already invited the path of death!"

"Gangzi, you are the same!"

"All of you have invited the path of death!!!"

Tang San's eyes turned blood-red, and he panted like an ox.

No!

A part of my ten-thousand-year plan must be advanced...

I need Destruction to die immediately!!!

"God of Fire... my ten-thousand-year plan is now in your hands..."

Star Dou Great Forest.

Yu Xiaogang suppressed the sorrow in his heart and found a place with good feng shui for Luo Sanpao.

There were mountains, trees, and a winding little river; the water was crystal clear, and one could see fish swimming through the gaps.

He dug a large pit, placed the now-cold Luo Sanpao inside, and began to fill it with soil.

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

"I really cannot bear to part with my Fart God divine position..."

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he began to cry again.

"Sanpao... you have only died, while I have merely not died... neither of us can truly be called alive..."

Feng Yan appeared behind Yu Xiaogang in an instant, feeling speechless as he watched this scene.

He was a third-tier god, yet when faced with trouble, he couldn't think of a way to solve it, and he didn't even dare to mention revenge?

If it weren't for the fact that he still needed to use him to trap the Little Scumbag and Dai Yuhao, Feng Yan wouldn't even bother to glance at him.

"Stop burying it; Sanpao can still be saved."

Yu Xiaogang was startled by the voice; he thought the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King had come to finish him off again.

Only after regaining his senses did he realize it was Feng Yan.

Hearing that the latter wanted to save Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang became anxious; how could Sanpao be more important than his Fart God divine position?

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

"Just let it go quietly like this..."

Feng Yan: "..."