As the two clear divine trial notifications echoed through his mind, Jiang Li found himself momentarily speechless.
Well, these two God Kings certainly knew how to save themselves some trouble.
Wasn't it said that the Destruction God King was the most rigid and most devoted to the rules of the God Realm?
Jiang Li had originally thought that he would at least have to undergo a thrilling divine trial.
Yet this was the result?
The sliver of divine consciousness left behind by the Destruction God King was rather disdainful of this.
The perfectly fused origins of destruction and life within Jiang Li had long reached the limits of the mortal world. Those perfunctory trials were simply unnecessary.
If not for that old fellow Poseidon secretly making plans, wanting Tang San to descend in the guise of a "savior" and reap the faith of all Douluo Continent, thereby elevating the Sea God divine position to the level of a God King in one stroke, the Destruction God King would have wanted to smash open the gates of the God Realm's inheritance before Jiang Li right now and pull him up to take over.
Not long after, the stone doors of the secret chamber burst open.
When Jiang Li reappeared before everyone, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, every gaze in the hall converged on him without prior agreement.
Those eyes held not only undisguised curiosity, but also awe that rose from the depths of their souls.
Feeling the unassuming yet abyss-like pressure emanating from his father, Tang San immediately felt a sense of certainty and pride in his heart.
If even someone as exceptionally gifted as himself had caught the Sea God's eye, how could his peerless father possibly be bound by the mere bottlenecks of the mortal