Above Shrek Academy, as the world-destroying energy storm gradually subsided, the dust filling the sky also slowly dispersed in the night wind.
The once impregnable Shrek inner court had been completely erased from the map of the Douluo Continent.
As far as the eye could see, aside from Tang Hao, gasping heavily in midair, and God King Tang's soul fragment, which was somewhat faint and illusory, there was not the slightest trace of Jiang Li anywhere at the scene.
The father and son both felt that this was only natural.
After all, the attack they had unleashed at full power regardless of cost could rival the combat strength of a first-class god.
Before such absolute power, a mere soul master of the lower realm, even if he had luckily obtained the power of a deity, should have been completely vaporized, leaving neither corpse nor bones behind.
"Father, letting that villain die so easily was simply letting him off too lightly."
God King Tang's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and spoke viciously.
At his words, Tang Hao's rugged old face was filled with despondency and grief.
He withdrew his martial soul, his voice hoarse. "Little San, I truly don't care about the lives or deaths of anyone else, nor do I care how that villain died.
"But your mother... she actually perished alongside that bastard for no apparent reason.
"What am I supposed to do now?"
Having said that, Tang Hao looked toward God King Tang.
"You are now the supreme God King of the God Realm. Do you have some heaven-defying method that can bring your mother back to life?"
Hearing his father's pleading, God King Tang remained expressionless on the surface, but his mind was already racing.
In truth, his main body in the God Realm