Tang San: Everything I Did Was For The God Realm!

Tang Ya and Bei Bei exchanged a glance and followed behind.

Huo Yuhao walked at the very back, looking down at the Colorless Soul Ring at his feet, his heart filled with confusion.

If his master said it would do no harm, then it should do no harm.

But...

Why did it look so similar to the Golden Soul Ring his master possessed?

God Realm, Asura God Temple.

Deep within the mist-shrouded temple, a pair of golden eyes snapped open.

Those eyes contained endless majesty and sharpness, as if they could pierce through all things in the world.

The owner of those eyes sat upright on the highest throne in the temple, clad in blood-colored divine armor, with the crimson Asura Blood Sword suspended behind him.

He was none other than one of the five God Kings of the God Realm, the Asura God—Tang San.

At this moment, his brows were deeply furrowed, and the fingers of his right hand tapped rhythmically against the throne, producing muffled sounds.

"Strange..."

Tang San whispered to himself, his divine sense surging out of the temple like a tide, passing through the layers of barriers of the God Realm and spreading toward the familiar lower realm.

Douluo Continent.

That was the continent where he was born, grew up, and became a god; the land where he had left behind countless legends.

For ten thousand years, he had been watching that continent with his divine sense, observing every change that occurred upon it.

Although the laws of the God Realm stipulated that deities must not interfere with the affairs of the lower realm at will, that was his homeland, his roots.

He was merely "looking," which did not count as interference.

Furthermore, he had left behind too many contingencies on that continent.

The inheritance of the Tang Sect, the faith of the Sea God Island, and...

That child.

The Child of Destiny who carried the plans he, Rong Nianbing, and others had laid out—Huo Yuhao.

According to the trajectory of fate, Huo Yuhao should have already awakened his Spirit Eye Martial Soul by now and was about to encounter the first and most important opportunity of his life.

The Million-Year Soul Beast, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

This was the gift he had prepared for Huo Yuhao.

The Million-Year Soul Ring of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm would be the first step in Huo Yuhao's rise and the most critical link in the entire plan.

However...

The moment Tang San's divine sense passed through the barriers of the God Realm and touched the Douluo Continent, his expression changed abruptly.

"What is going on?!"

His divine sense felt as if it had collided with an invisible wall; that wall was soft yet resilient, reducing his power of observation by more than half.

He could only vaguely sense the general situation on the Douluo Continent, but he could no longer see every detail clearly as he usually could.

Someone... was shielding his perception?!

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, and his fingers tightened abruptly on the throne.

Impossible.

He was a God King, one of the five supreme deities of the God Realm, possessing the dual god positions of the Asura God and the Sea God.

How could anyone in this world be able to shield his perception?

Even the other God Kings could not achieve this without him noticing.

Unless...

Tang San closed his eyes, his divine sense condensing into a needle, attempting to break through that layer of barrier.

This time, he succeeded.

But it was not that he had broken through the barrier; rather, the barrier had voluntarily relaxed its hold on his perception.

It was as if... someone was toying with him, telling him: I can let you see, or I can choose not to let you see.

His divine sense finally touched the Douluo Continent.

Star Luo Empire, White Tiger City.

On the east side of the White Tiger Duke Mansion, a towering academy rose from the ground, with white jade steps and golden tiled roofs.

Yet, he could never see the name of the academy clearly.

He continued to delve deeper.

The interior of the academy was even more astonishing than the exterior—corridors filled with spiritual plants, martial arts arenas carved with ancient formation patterns, simulated cultivation rooms, the Soul Tool Workshop, and that lake emitting strange fluctuations...

As well as the seven-story tower in the center of the lake.

The moment Tang San's divine sense touched that high tower, a strong sense of discomfort surged into his heart.

That tower... it does not belong to this era.

No, it does not belong to any era.

It was an existence he had never seen before, containing power that even he could not fully comprehend.

Then, he saw a person.

It was a young man, roughly in his early twenties, with a handsome face and an elegant temperament.

He was standing in front of the academy's main gate, accompanied by a young boy and a silver-white Slender Dog.

That young boy was none other than Huo Yuhao.

Tang San's divine sense lingered on Huo Yuhao for a moment before shifting toward the young man.

Who... is this young man?

There was no information about this person in Tang San's memory.

His divine sense probed forward, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea; he could detect nothing.

The young man seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, blocking all prying eyes.

No, it was more than just mist.

Tang San suddenly realized that the power obscuring his perception was emanating from this very youth!

The great terror radiating from this young man was the culprit behind his blocked vision!

Tang San's brows furrowed tighter and tighter as his divine sense delved deeper, attempting to see through the young man's background.

Then, he saw the soul rings beneath the youth's feet.

One yellow, two purple, four black, two red.

Two 100,000-year soul rings.

The corners of Tang San's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a trace of disdain.

Two 100,000-year soul rings?

In his era, while 100,000-year soul rings were precious, they were nothing extraordinary.

He himself possessed several.

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Beneath the young man's feet, in addition to those nine soul rings, there was one more...

A golden soul ring.

No, not golden; it was pale gold, as if condensed from ice crystals, refracting a seven-colored halo under the sunlight.

Million-Year Soul Ring.

Tang San's divine sense fluctuated violently.

Million-Year Soul Ring?!

This is impossible!

How could anyone on Douluo Continent possess a Million-Year Soul Ring?

Even in his era, the most powerful soul beasts were only at the million-year level, yet no one had ever successfully absorbed a Million-Year Soul Ring.

Furthermore, the fluctuations of that Million-Year Soul Ring... he recognized it!

That is Sky Dream Ice Silkworm!

That was the gift he had left for Huo Yuhao!

This young man, who had popped out of nowhere, had stolen the opportunity he had reserved for Huo Yuhao!

Tang San slammed his palm onto his throne, causing the entire Asura God Temple to tremble.

"Audacious!"

His voice was low and cold, containing suppressed rage.

Not only had this youth stolen the opportunity he had spent a millennium orchestrating, but he himself had actually been blinded by this nobody, only discovering all of this just now!

This was a provocation against him, a trampling of his dignity as a God King!

"Lord Tang San's emotions seem somewhat unstable."

A gentle voice drifted in from outside the temple.

Tang San looked up and saw a white figure slowly walking into the temple.

The person was dressed in white with a gentle expression; it was the God of Kindness.

"What is it?"

Tang San suppressed his anger, his voice returning to calm.

"I sensed your divine sense fluctuating violently, so I came to check."

The God of Kindness walked up to the throne and looked at Tang San, "What happened?"

Tang San fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

"There has been a complication in the lower realm."

"What kind of complication?"

"Someone has overstepped their bounds on the Douluo Continent."

Tang San's voice remained devoid of ripples, yet the God of Kindness could detect the chill within his tone, "They even snatched away the opportunity I left for Huo Yuhao."

The God of Kindness furrowed her brows.

"Oh?

This is merely an ordinary faction.

As for the opportunity... the affairs of the lower realm have their own natural progression.

As a God King, you should not interfere too much."