"Give up?"
The Asura God's gaze instantly turned incomparably cold. Asura divine power surged around him once more, and the Asura Demon Sword let out an earth-shaking hum, its tip aimed directly at Destruction as he said:
"Destruction, Tang San is the successor I carefully selected from countless worlds. I have poured endless effort into him. If you do not stop Shen Lian and let him continue doing this, I will make you regret it beyond measure!"
Seeing that things were going badly, the Goddess of Life hurriedly flashed between them. Emerald divine power formed a barrier separating the two as she said:
"Enough! How much longer are you two going to keep this up? The God Realm has only just endured the spacetime turbulence. It cannot withstand you two wreaking havoc like this!"
But despite her words, she still looked at the Asura God with disgust. Then the Goddess of Life said to him:
"Tang San has merely suffered a mental shock. You only need to use a little divine power to restore him to normal. As for Shen Lian, we will tell him not to attack Tang San again before becoming a god."
Destruction sat back down upon his throne and snorted coldly before saying to the Asura God:
"Hmph. I will permit you to use divine power to restore Tang San's mind. But if you dare make any other moves in secret, I will have Shen Lian grind Tang San's bones to dust. At worst, we will fight when the time comes."
Within Destruction Palace, bronze Judgment Pillars gave off a dim blue chill. Twelve phantom chains circled beneath the dome, pressing down upon the entire space until it was suffocating.
The knuckles of the Asura God's hand around the Asura Demon Sword turned faintly white. The