God of Destruction: Tang San, You Are Already on the Path to Death

The God Realm is vast and boundless.

Majestic palaces stand suspended above an endless sea of clouds, flowing with eternal divine light.

At this moment, in this supreme dimension, two imposing figures stand in confrontation atop a floating temple.

One is clad in the blue-gold robes of the Sea God, with the faint, blood-red phantom of the Asura hovering behind him. He is Tang San, the Law Enforcer who holds dual god positions and shakes the God Realm with his might—the Asura God and Sea God.

The other is shrouded in a deep purple cloak that seems to swallow all light. His face is obscured, save for short, dark red hair standing up like steel needles, and deep within his eyes, red light of destruction flickers.

Behind him, nine deep, abyssal black halos rotate slowly, each revolution seemingly pulling at the laws of destruction governing all things.

He is the God of Destruction, a fellow Law Enforcer of the God Realm who wields the power of ruin.

The gazes of these two supreme beings pierce through layers of space-time barriers, burning intensely as they cast their eyes toward the lower realm, the plane known as Douluo Continent.

"Tang San!" The voice of the God of Destruction is cold and direct, carrying an unquestionable tone of interrogation. "As a Law Enforcer of the God Realm, you have repeatedly used your divine sense to interfere in mortal affairs, even passing judgment upon the creatures of the lower realm. Is this the justice and virtue you uphold?"

Tang San's gaze is calm, though dark currents seem to churn in the depths of his eyes. His voice is gentle yet carries an unshakeable indifference: "This child carries variables that have disrupted my grand plan of ten thousand years. Those who obstruct the path must be purged. This is necessary to maintain order; how can you call it interference?"

"Maintain order?" The God of Destruction lets out a scoff, his aura of destruction surging. "Those Shrek trash from back then lacked the aptitude and character to bear god positions. It was you who used your authority as a Law Enforcer to secretly coerce the old gods into abdication, tampering with the rules of inheritance to force them onto the divine throne. Do you truly think these sordid deeds go unnoticed?"

"Shut up!" The blue-gold divine light in Tang San's eyes flares violently. The blood-red phantom behind him seems to let out a silent roar, causing the entire floating temple to tremble.

"Heh," the God of Destruction laughs instead of growing angry, the red light of destruction burning fiercely in his eyes. "All these years, you have relied on your authority to act with favoritism, planting your own people and interfering with the destiny of the lower realm... Do you truly think this God Realm is a place where you and your wife can cover the sky with one hand?"

He takes a step forward, the rotation of his nine black halos accelerating. An aura of destruction erupts, pointing directly at Tang San. "And your secret arrangement to send your daughter Tang Wutong to the lower realm to pre-determine her god position—do you really think that is a secret known to no one? Lin Feng has already been recognized by my source of destruction; he is the successor I have chosen. If you dare to touch a hair on his head..."

The voice of the God of Destruction turns chillingly cold: "I would not mind using your precious daughter, Tang Wutong, to be buried alongside my successor."

"You dare—!" Tang San's divine power erupts with a boom. The phantom of the Sea God Trident and the sharp edge of the Asura Blood Sword appear simultaneously. The sky above the God Realm changes color, thunder rolls, and the air is filled with the boundless killing intent of the Asura God.

"I am but a wretch with a worthless life; what is there that I would not dare? This God Realm has been rotting from you for a long time." The intent of the God of Destruction condenses into substance, standing toe-to-toe with Tang San's divine power, his voice filled with mockery and resolve.

The clashing divine powers collide in silence, annihilating and regenerating, turning this sacred airspace into the most dangerous of battlefields.

"The two of you, please, calm your anger."

A gentle, peaceful voice arrives.

As light flows, a graceful figure shrouded in soft white light emerges—the God of Kindness, the Law Enforcer who wields the power of benevolence.

Her arrival clears the air, which had been thick with destruction and killing intent.

"Regarding the matters of the lower realm, both Lin Feng and Wang Dong are safe. Let us set aside today's dispute and discuss it later, shall we?"

The voice of the God of Kindness is soft, yet it carries a power that brings peace to the mind. Her calm gaze sweeps over Tang San and the God of Destruction.

The surging divine power around Tang San falters slightly, a flicker of fleeting unwillingness and calculation passing through his eyes.

The intervention of the God of Kindness means he can no longer force a confrontation today.

Furthermore, the old matters and threats revealed by the God of Destruction just now are piercing, and he is indeed in the wrong.

Without Xiao Wu by his side, the power of the Asura God cannot reach its peak. Facing the God of Destruction, who is in his prime and clearly well-prepared, he does not have absolute certainty of victory.

"Hmph!"

In the end, all his emotions condense into a cold, muffled grunt.

Tang San says no more, casting a cold look at the God of Destruction and a glance at the God of Kindness. The blue-gold divine light retracts, and the phantom behind him fades away.

He flicks his sleeves and turns, taking a single step that merges his figure into the light of the God Realm, vanishing from sight.

The God of Destruction does not speak further either. The expression on his face, hidden beneath the deep purple cloak, is unreadable, save for the flickering red light of destruction in his eyes, which reveals his inner cold mockery and vigilance.

He does not address the God of Kindness either, merely nodding slightly in her direction as a gesture of acknowledgment.

Immediately, the nine black halos around him retract inward, and his aura of destruction is drawn entirely into his body. He seems to transform into a wisp of dark purple smoke, quietly dissipating from where he stood.

He knows clearly that with Tang San's vengeful nature, today's events will never end here. A retreat on the surface often means that the schemes in the shadows will become even more ruthless.

He must make preparations early to deal with the counterattack.

Atop the floating temple, only the God of Kindness remains.

She gazes in the direction the two departed, letting out a nearly inaudible sigh before her figure slowly fades, as if she had never appeared at all.

Beneath Sea God Lake, inside the ice cave.

"Ah—!!"

A short, sharp shriek breaks the deathly silence.

Wang Dong regains her senses, and the chilly sensation makes her instantly aware of her situation.

She curls up violently, arms hugging herself tightly. Her pale cheeks flush a deep red at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading all the way to her earlobes and neck.

Her eyes are filled with shame, panic, and helplessness, and she dares not look in Lin Feng's direction again.

Lin Feng reacts quickly, shedding his outer robe without hesitation. With a flick of his arm, the robe, still carrying his body heat, is draped over Wang Dong, wrapping her tightly from head to toe.

The sensation of the rough fabric against her cold skin makes Wang Dong shiver once more.

After a long while, Wang Dong's voice comes muffled from within the robe, incoherent: "Just now... what you saw... can you... keep it a secret for me? The fact that I... that I am a girl..."

Lin Feng looks at the "Radiant Goddess Butterfly" who has wrapped herself into a cocoon, dying of shame, and nods calmly: "I can."

He paused, his tone naturally picking up where the previous topic left off as he reminded her, "Also, don't forget the reward your Clear Sky Sect promised me."

"Th-this... naturally, I won't forget." Wang Dong's voice remained very low, but upon mentioning business, she seemed to regain a bit of composure, though she still refused to show her face.

Immediately, she quickly added another sentence, her tone complex and mixed with disbelief and gratitude:

"And, also... my soul power, just now it seems... it jumped from level twenty-five to level thirty in an instant. Re-really... thank you."

"It was just an equivalent exchange. I've left the school uniform on the ground; it might not fit perfectly, but make do with it for now. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

"Alright, I'm fine, you go ahead."

Lin Feng shook his head with a wry smile, said nothing more, and turned to swim toward the exit of the ice cave.

This Wang Dong, after all, was not as open-minded and frank as Ma Xiaotao.

Wait, he almost forgot that this Bright Phoenix Fire was also a great help to Ma Xiaotao.

The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Tomorrow night, heh heh...