He shook his head.
"In the eyes of the God Realm, you were nothing more than a tool. The Asura God needed an heir, that was all. Did you think the Asura God truly valued you? He only wanted to leave the God Realm and casually find someone to take over. As for who that successor was, it did not matter to him at all."
Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted.
"No... impossible..."
Liu Bai continued.
"And did you think the God Realm would come looking for trouble with me over a God King who had already fallen? I now possess the power of a God King, and with the God of Fire's Godhood in my hands, I will only grow stronger. Those old fellows in the God Realm would be eager to win me over. Why would they turn against me for a dead man like you?"
Tang San's face turned utterly pale.
He knew Liu Bai was telling the truth.
In a place like the God Realm, why would a piece of trash like him, who had fallen just after becoming a god, be worthy of the God Realm standing up for him?
Liu Bai looked at him.
"Tang San, you really are pitiful."
He spoke softly.
"From the very beginning, you chose the wrong opponent. If you had behaved yourself and not provoked me, perhaps you could have lived a perfectly good life. But you refused. You insisted on coming here to die."
Tang San's body trembled violently, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he could not utter a single word.
Liu Bai shook his head.
"Enough. Why am I wasting so many words on you?"
A thought crossed his mind.
The black Nether Prison Black Emperor Flame erupted from