The Truth Comes to Light! Even the Asura God Was Beaten Half to Death by Shen Yichen

As soon as Tang San stepped into the Asura God Hall, he shattered a charred divine brick under his foot.

A snap.

He swayed and almost knelt down.

It wasn't that the Divine Realm was rejecting him; it was that his own divine power could no longer withstand this forced transmigration.

The Sea God Divine Armor clung to his body, its light dimmed terribly, a tightness gripped his chest, and even the taste of blood filled his throat.

But he couldn't care less.

He has only one thought in mind right now.

See the Asura God.

We beg the Asura God to intervene.

Once Hu Liena dies, the Fate-Suppressing Cauldron and the Fortune-Swallowing Pendant will lose their owners, and the fortune that should have belonged to him will return.

Once fortune returns, the Sea God Trident will recognize him again, and Sea God Godhood will no longer be shaken.

He still has a way out.

There must be another way.

"Lord Asura God!"

Tang San looked up, his voice hoarse.

Half of the Asura God Hall collapsed.

The crimson Divine Pillar lay broken on the ground, the roof of the palace cracked open, and streams of divine power occasionally emerged from the ruins before quickly extinguishing.

In the very center, the Asura God sat cross-legged on the rubble. The Purple-Gold Thunder Mark on his chest had not yet dissipated, and the charred crack stretched from his shoulder to his abdomen. Even the killing divine power around him was intermittent.

Tang San's throat tightened when he saw this.

This wasn't the first time he'd heard that the Asura God was seriously injured.

He saw it in the Void-Illuminating Mirror.

Seeing something through a mirror is completely different from seeing it with your own eyes.

God King.

God Realm Enforcer was actually cleaved into this state.

Tang San felt a chill in his heart, but he still took a step forward.

No refunds.

He's already here, how can we back out?

The Asura God, who had his eyes closed, felt a familiar yet disheveled aura, and his eyelids twitched violently.

Tang San?

He actually came to the Divine Realm?

What an idiot!

The Asura God suddenly opened his eyes, and a blood-red divine light emanated from them. But as soon as he became angry, the lightning mark on his chest immediately crackled with fine electric sparks.

His face paled, and he swallowed back the muffled groan.

pain.

The lightning bolt was still burning within his divine body.

Shen Yichen's attack was not an ordinary Divine Thunder; it contained a Daoist charm that Shen Yichen couldn't understand, and it pierced the edge of Godhead core like a nail.

He spent a great deal of time in seclusion healing his injuries, and it took him countless amounts of divine power to barely stabilize the situation and prevent it from collapsing further.

As a result, Tang San, that good-for-nothing, actually barged in at this moment.

What are you doing here?

The Asura God's voice was cold and stern, but the last syllable carried a hoarseness from unhealed injuries.

Tang San's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

He knelt so quickly that his forehead almost hit the gravel. In the past, he would have felt humiliated, but now, what did humiliation matter?

Survival is more important.

"Lord Asura God, I have no way out!"

Tang San looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

"The Fate-Suppressing Cauldron has been suppressing me, the Fortune-Swallowing Pendant is still draining my fortune, and even the Sea God Trident has started to repel me!"

His voice trembled slightly as he said this.

That wasn't an act.

He was genuinely afraid.

The way the Trident knocked his wrist away terrified him even more than when Shen Yichen struck him from a distance.

Even if you are defeated by the enemy, you can still hate them and talk about revenge in the future.

But if the divine order begins to reject him, it's as if even his last remaining identity is being stripped away.

He can't turn back into a joke.

Absolutely not.

"Please, help me kill Hu Liena!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San slammed his head heavily onto the ground.

"Once she dies, the betrothal gifts will be scattered! The Fate-Suppressing Cauldron will be without its owner, and my fortune will return! Lord Asura God, please help me! This disciple is willing to do anything for you!"

The Asura God's expression grew increasingly grim.

Kill Hu Liena?

Of course he wanted to.

If that woman doesn't die, Tang San will be largely useless as a pawn.

What's even more troublesome is that Shen Yichen is standing behind Hu Liena.

With each of the Eighteen Betrothal Gifts, the Divine Realm's control over the Douluo Plane weakened.

Wanting to kill is one thing, daring to do it is another.

The Asura God looked down at Tang San, and the lightning mark on his chest began to heat up again.

Now, whenever he thinks of Shen Yichen, an unbearable stinging pain rises in his Godhead.

That's not fear.

No, he couldn't admit it was fear.

It's just a judgment.

The judgment a God King should have.

Shen Yichen is not someone he can touch right now.

"Didn't I tell you to bear with it for now?"

The Asura God spoke slowly and deliberately, his fingers gradually tightening.

"Who allowed you to come to the Divine Realm?"

Tang San raised his head, his face deathly pale.

"I can't take it anymore!"

He realized his voice was too loud after he finished speaking, so he quickly lowered it.

But that resentment had already burst forth and couldn't be suppressed.

"Asura God, I really can't take it anymore. Hu Liena is already level 99, and she has Shen Yichen behind her. If this drags on any longer, she will only get stronger, and I will only get weaker."

Tang San swallowed hard, and the stubbornness in his eyes resurfaced.

"You are God Realm Enforcer, a God King. How could you... how could you possibly be afraid of a mere mortal from the lower realm?"

mortal.

The moment those two words were uttered, the Asura God's expression changed drastically.

Before Tang San could react, a flash of blood appeared before his eyes.

Snap!

She slapped him hard across the face.

Tang San was sent flying by the blow, crashing heavily into the broken Divine Pillar before rolling to the ground.

His mouth split open instantly, and blood dripped down his chin.

He was stunned.

My face was burning with pain, and my mind was in complete turmoil.

Did the Asura God hit him?

Why?

He just wanted the Asura God to take action, he just wanted to kill Hu Liena, he just wanted to take back what belonged to him!

"Mortal?"

The Asura God stood up.

At this stop, the lightning scar on his chest cracked open another inch, with purple-gold lightning crackling and exploding, but he couldn't care less.

The anger was even harder to suppress than the injuries.

"You call those kinds of beings mortals?"

Tang San lay prone on the ground, his fingers digging into the rubble, too afraid to look up.

He wanted to argue.

Isn't Shen Yichen just a person from the lower realm?

No matter how mysterious the Taixu Temple, it's still within the Douluo Continent. Without divine positions or Divine Realm investiture, why aren't they considered mortals?

But the pain on his face reminded him not to say anything.

If he utters even one wrong word now, the Asura God might kill him first.

The Asura God walked step by step to Tang San, his crimson divine power trailing behind him, intermittent yet still pressing down on Tang San, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Tang San, have you been driven mad by luck?"

The Asura God looked down at him, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister light.

"When I sent a single divine thought down to the mortal realm, he remotely summoned lightning, nearly shattering my Godhead. And you, standing here, call him a mortal?"

Tang San's throat tightened.

It nearly shattered the Godhead.

This statement is even more direct than the line in the Void-Illuminating Mirror that "almost perished in both body and spirit."

He still held onto a sliver of hope.

Perhaps the Asura God was simply careless at the time, perhaps that lightning bolt only borrowed some kind of rule of heaven and earth, perhaps Shen Yichen was unable to attack continuously.

That bit of luck has been wiped out with a slap.

The Asura God wasn't unwilling to act.

It cannot be moved.

"But..."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.

"Are we just going to let it go like this?"

He was unwilling to accept it.

These three words burned within his chest.

His father lost an arm, his own fortune was stolen, his reputation was displayed before the entire continent by the Void-Illuminating Mirror, Ma Hongjun died, Shrek was so vilified that he couldn't lift his head, and now even his godhood is unstable.

Why should we let it go?

Why is it always him who has to back down?

"Never mind?"

The Asura God sneered, and blood gushed from the lightning scars on his chest as he laughed.

"Do you think I don't want to kill him? Do you think I don't want to seize the Fate-Suppressing Cauldron? Do you think I don't want to smash that Void-Illuminating Mirror?"

As he spoke, his eyes hardened.

That "Void-Illuminating Mirror" thing is truly disgusting.

It not only exposed Tang San's ugly behavior, but also displayed his disheveled state as the Asura God across the continent.

The sight of the God Realm Enforcer lying severely injured in the ruins was more painful for him than the injuries themselves.

No matter how painful it was, he had to endure it.

Because if you can't bear it, you might die.

The Asura God knew this all too well.

Someone like Shen Yichen cannot be suppressed by sheer numbers or divine status.

If the Divine Realm were to truly take action, it would require the combined efforts of several great God King, and they would have to be prepared to pay a heavy price.

It's not worth it for Tang San, whose luck has already been largely drained.

It's not worth it, at least not now.

"I was severely injured by a Divine Thunder struck by that Celestial Master, and I have not yet recovered."

The Asura God stared at Tang San, pressing down with each word.

"How do you expect me to make a move?"

Tang San's lips moved slightly.

I can't explain it.

He was trying to say, "You are the God King, you always have a way."

I thought, with so many gods in the Divine Realm, surely they can't do anything to Shen Yichen?

But these words were cut off by the lightning-marked face of the Asura God.

Even the Asura God is in this state; if he pushes him any further, he's just asking for death.

But what can he do if we don't push him?

Will I be Fortune-Swallowing Pendant again in the lower realm?

Should we continue waiting for Hu Liena to become a goddess?

When the day comes that she dons the Eighteenth Heaven Wedding Crown, stands firmly by Shen Yichen's side, will she turn around and crush him to death?

Tang San's jaw clenched painfully just thinking about it.

no.

That won't do.

"Grown ups..."

He pushed himself up from the ground, then knelt down again, his forehead pressed against the cold, sacred brick.

"This disciple only wants a way to live."

Even he himself found those words jarring when he said them.

When has Tang San ever used this tone?

What he used to want was victory, dignity, and to trample all his enemies underfoot.

Now, all he can do is try to survive.

It's so ugly.

It was so ugly that he wished he could dig that memory out of his head.

The Asura God looked at him like this, and a flash of annoyance crossed his eyes.

Even with pieces rendered useless, they still refuse to behave.

The most troublesome thing isn't the waste.

They're already ruined, but they still want to turn things around.

If such a person doesn't have good fortune to support them, they will only drag everyone down with them.

"This is my final warning to you."

The Asura God raised his hand, and his crimson divine power suppressed the space around Tang San.

Tang San's body stiffened, and even his breathing slowed down.

"Don't provoke that Celestial Master again."

The Asura God's voice was low, yet it carried an uncontrollable ruthlessness.

"Neither Hu Liena nor Taixu Temple, you must not touch them again. Otherwise, no one can save you."

Tang San's eyelids twitched violently.

Not touching Hu Liena?

What about his luck?

What will become of his future?

His Sea God Godhood is in jeopardy; the Trident is rejecting him. Must he truly return to the mortal realm and become a useless Sea God who could fall from grace at any moment?

He didn't want to agree.

But he didn't dare say no.

Did you hear me?

The Asura God suddenly emphasized his words.

Tang San pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"I heard you."

The Asura God stared at him for two breaths, as if trying to see through the resentment deep in his bones.

So what if you can tell?

He doesn't have the energy to care about Tang San's pride right now.

"Go back to the lower realm."

With a flick of his sleeve, the Asura God tore open a blood-red crack behind Tang San.

"Just behave yourself as the Sea God and stop causing me trouble."