Asura God: Done, Satisfied You, Directly to the Eighth Trial

God Realm Center.

Watching Nan Feng open his mouth and curse without the slightest restraint in the water mirror, Sea God Poseidon's eye twitched violently twice.

The expressions of the other God Kings in the hall were all somewhat unnatural as well.

Though they had watched this spectacle for years and had long grown used to Nan Feng's reckless behavior.

Back then, at least the brat had known how to play the grandson and humble himself to stay alive.

But after tormenting each other with that lunatic woman Bibi Dong for so many years, Nan Feng's mindset had long since completely collapsed.

Now, he lived by one principle: take life and death lightly—if you didn't submit, then fight!

If you had the guts, strike him dead with a bolt of lightning from the heavens.

Kill him, and everyone would finally be free!

Want him to lower his head and admit defeat? Absolutely impossible.

And with a mind that had several hundred more twists and turns than a honeycomb briquette, Nan Feng had definitely guessed long ago that Tang Chen's resurrection was something they had arranged behind the scenes.

Given how explosive the brat's temper was now, the only reason he had not immediately cursed out the Asura God's ancestors for eighteen generations was probably because he knew the Asura God was an innate deity and simply had no ancestors.

"Ahem..."

Poseidon coughed twice, forcing himself to send down his divine sense through the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud in an attempt to smooth things over.

"What do you mean, refusing to honor it? What you two did was far too underhanded. The Asura God Trial hadn't even begun, and you forcibly used that method to devour so much Asura divine power."

"Even then, the fact that Asura didn't immediately turn hostile