Hearing Jiang Li's shameless declaration, not only was Tang Hao, suspended in midair, stunned, but even God King Tang, who had been secretly watching from afar in the God Realm, froze on the spot.
Tang Hao was now half a step into becoming the lord of the plane. His existence was intimately tied to God King Tang's later plans for the Tang Family's ten-thousand-year grand design, making him a crucial link in this great scheme that absolutely could not go wrong.
Seeing that the situation had completely spiraled out of control, God King Tang could no longer worry about whether the God of Destruction would seize upon evidence of his interference in the lower realm.
He made his decision at once, decisively borrowing a wisp of divine sense he had left within Tang Hao's body and appearing directly before Jiang Li through the descent of that divine sense.
"Young man, your cultivation has not come easily, and reaching your present realm is a stroke of fortune.
Know when to stop. Otherwise, I will strike you down here and now with thunderous force!"
God King Tang looked down at Jiang Li from on high. The moment he spoke, he used that same lofty, self-righteous tone he had never changed in ten thousand years.
Yet the instant those words were uttered, Tang San, who was watching the battle from within the sea of consciousness, saw red.
This half-beast with a death wish actually dared to shamelessly call his great father "young man"?
What was he trying to do?!
Defying all order and showing no respect for his elders—he simply had a death wish!
"Father, strike now! This villain spouts such outrageous nonsense. He has a death wish and cannot be spared!"
Within the sea of consciousness, Tang San pointed at the phantom