Holy Demon Continent, I'm F***ing Here! (Seeking Collection, Seeking Follow-up Reads)

The God Realm Committee is situated in the core region of the God Realm.

This is the highest vantage point of the entire God Realm, and also the place where everything in the God Realm is controlled.

For today's meeting, all five God Kings were present.

Feng Yan walked slowly into the hall, his gaze sweeping across his surroundings.

Sea God Tang San sat in the main seat.

To his left sat a young man dressed in black robes and a woman dressed in white robes, respectively.

Opposite Tang San were also a man and a woman; the man wore a large purple cloak, his head hidden within the hood, making his features somewhat difficult to discern.

The woman wore a water-green long dress, her entire being filled with the aura of life, and a faint smile always hung upon her face.

"God of Fire Feng Yan greets the God Kings."

Feng Yan bowed in salute.

In the God Realm, the status of a God King far exceeds that of a First-Class God.

Even though his strength was among the very best of the First-Class Gods.

Facing the God Kings, especially in a place like the God Realm Committee, he could not afford to be impolite.

Those who have not reached the God King realm are all but ants...

"God of Fire, what is the reason for your arrival today?"

The God of Destruction asked, his tone extremely indifferent.

Feng Yan quickly replied, "Reporting to the God King of Destruction, I wish to apply to descend to the lower realms for secluded cultivation."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

The God of Goodness asked in surprise, "Are you about to break through to the God King realm?"

"There are only signs; it may not necessarily succeed."

Feng Yan answered, not daring to guarantee that he could truly break through.

"You will succeed."

The God of Evil suddenly spoke.

Feng Yan looked at him.

Ji Dong's voice was extremely certain: "Your fire has already reached a certain critical point; it only lacks a catalyst."

A catalyst, is it?

Feng Yan did not refute him.

He could also feel that his Samadhi True Fire had indeed not yet reached its limit.

But there is still a distance to go before a true breakthrough, Feng Yan added silently in his heart.

Goodness and Evil did not explicitly object, which counted as their consent.

Tang San did not seem to object either.

Next, only Destruction remained.

After a long while, the God of Destruction seemed to be truly considering it.

Feng Yan stood there, waiting for him to speak.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The God of Destruction seemed to have made up his mind. "I do not object either."

"But there are two prerequisites."

"First, you must not interfere with the normal operation of the lower realms."

"Second..."

The God of Destruction suddenly looked at Tang San opposite him.

"I don't care where you go, but you must not head to the Douluo Continent."

Feng Yan did not have much of a reaction.

He only wanted to stay away from the God Realm; he was indifferent to everything else.

The God King of Life also spoke up: "Since Xiao Zi does not object, then I do not object either."

Tang San, however, frowned slightly.

He could go anywhere?

Except he could not go to the Douluo Continent?

Tang San could hear it clearly; this was Destruction targeting him.

The God of Destruction looked at Tang San with a faint, mocking smile. "What? Does the Sea God have an objection?"

"None."

Tang San quickly regained his composure on the surface, but his heart was already in a state of panic.

Could it be that Destruction had seen through his ten-thousand-year plan?

Impossible.

He had executed that matter with extreme secrecy; even Xiao Wu did not know. How could a dried-up corpse like the God of Destruction possibly know?

Or perhaps...

Was it just a coincidence?

No.

Given Destruction's personality, if it were a coincidence, he would not have specifically emphasized "must not go to the Douluo Continent."

He must have sensed something.

This won't do!

Feng Yan must go to the Douluo Continent; only then could his ten-thousand-year plan be foolproof.

Otherwise, with only Da Ming and Er Ming watching over things, he still felt somewhat uneasy.

Only then could Xiao Qi be with the Child of Destiny, and incidentally, harvest the luck of those soul beasts.

In the end, both would ascend to the God Realm.

But now, Destruction had blocked this path in front of everyone.

If he were to forcefully object, it would only arouse suspicion.

Tang San remained impassive on the surface, but his mind was already calculating.

"Destruction has considered this thoroughly; I have no objections."

Following the deliberations of the God Realm Committee, Feng Yan finally obtained the qualifications to descend to the lower realms.

Aside from the Douluo Continent, he was free to choose any other location.

The lower realm Feng Yan chose was quite far away...

It was not even within the observation range of the Douluo God Realm.

Only by being far from the God Realm could he feel safe.

That lower realm was known as the Holy Demon Continent.

There was no soul power there, nor were there any martial souls.

There was only the fierce, ongoing war between the demon race and humanity.

"Holy Demon Continent."

"I'm coming, motherfucker!"

On the other side.

"Xiaogang..."

In the Temple of the Fart God.

Yu Xiaogang was holding the divine beast Luo Sanpao, eyes closed in meditation.

"Xiaogang..."

A soft, gentle female voice drifted into his mind.

"Who is it!"

Yu Xiaogang was jolted awake, and Luo Sanpao was tossed to the ground, letting out a dissatisfied grunt.

"Xiaogang... I am waiting for you on the Douluo Continent."

Yu Xiaogang froze.

This voice...

This tone...

Even after so many years, Yu Xiaogang remembered exactly who the owner of that voice was.

In this world, besides Liu Erlong, only one person would call him like that.

"Dong'er... is that you!?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red in an instant. "Are you still alive?"

At this moment, even his wife, Liu Erlong, could not compare to the owner of that sweet voice in his ear.

After all, not even ashes remained of Liu Erlong now...

"Xiaogang... it is I..."

"Dong'er, it is I, Yu Xiaogang, who has failed you."

Yu Xiaogang had long since been filled with regret.

Had he known it would come to this, he should have pleaded with Little San.

After all, Bibi Dong could be considered to have avenged Little San's mother.

It was this that had forced him to spend so many years alone in the God Realm.

"Xiaogang... I am in the Sun Moon Empire..."

As the words fell, the voice gradually faded away.

Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, old tears streaming down his face:

"Thinking of Dong, feelings surge... wuwuwu..."

"Missing Dong's fart... never forgetting... wuwuwu..."

"Gang-Dong Cannon... for lifetimes to come... wuwuwu..."

"Dong'er... Dong'er... Dong'er!"

He cried for who knows how long.

Yu Xiaogang even felt he could create a move called the "Gang-Dong Three Ultimates."

Only then did he stop his weeping.

"No, I must descend to the mortal realm!"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his eyes burning with determination.

"I will spare no cost to reach the Sun Moon Empire and find Dong'er!"

He paced in circles for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Didn't that brat Feng Yan say he was going to the mortal realm to break through to the God King level?

"Sanpao! Let's go!"

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang scooped up Luo Sanpao from the ground.

Luo Sanpao: "Hengji?" (Where to?)

He explained while rushing outside: "We need to find a way to hitch a ride to the mortal realm, then return to the Douluo Continent."

God Realm, entrance to the teleportation channel.

Feng Yan arrived at this location.

Because his destination was the Holy Demon Continent, which lay outside the observation range of the God Realm.

Therefore, he could not travel there directly.

He had to utilize the teleportation channel to first reach the edge of the God Realm's jurisdiction, then traverse countless worlds to finally arrive at the Holy Demon Continent.

Feng Yan looked at the official in charge of activating the teleportation channel.

"You may begin."

"Yes, Lord God of Fire, I shall open the teleportation channel for you immediately," the official replied, head bowed in deep respect.

"Make it quick."

Feng Yan responded curtly.

"Yes."

A smile touched the corner of the official's mouth as he secretly altered the destination node to the Clear Sky Sect on the Douluo Continent.

Lord Sea God, the task you entrusted to me is about to be completed!

However, the official failed to notice that around a corner behind him, a certain Fart God was staring at him intensely.