The Dragon God's Wisdom, Zero Class

In the infirmary, on a hospital bed.

Tang Wulin lay quietly, still unconscious.

Wu Zhangkong looked at the doctor in white beside him and asked softly, "Hello, how is my student doing now?"

"Fortunately, he was brought in early." The doctor glanced at Tang Wulin and shook his head. "His bones and internal organs have sustained some damage. If he had arrived any later, it might have been dangerous."

"However, this child's physical condition far surpasses that of a one-ring Soul Master, and he is recovering quickly. He should be fully recovered in a few days."

"For the time being, the patient should rest quietly. Try not to disturb him." After giving these brief instructions, the doctor left the ward.

Only Wu Zhangkong and the unconscious Tang Wulin remained in the room.

"Ah..." Wu Zhangkong let out a soft sigh. Thinking of what had happened earlier, his expression became somewhat complicated. "Perhaps I really put too much pressure on Wulin."

After staying a while longer, seeing that night had fallen and Tang Wulin's breathing was steady, Wu Zhangkong finally got up and left.

Time gradually passed, and the bright moon climbed above the treetops.

Clear moonlight spilled across the ground like liquid silver, streaming into the ward.

A breeze stirred the curtains, lifting them before letting them fall again.

In a corner of the room that had originally been empty, a burly black figure about one or two meters tall suddenly appeared.

Though the room was brightly lit by moonlight, the corner where the figure stood seemed like a pitch-black abyss, swallowing every trace of light without leaving behind even the faintest glimmer.

It was none other than the former number one beast on the continent's list of ferocious beasts, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian.

"The power of my dragon clan is not something a human like you should possess."

He stared coldly at the human boy in the distance, killing intent fully exposed in his eyes, along with a trace of excitement.

As long as he extracted the Golden Dragon power and fused it with Gu Yue Na's Silver Dragon power, the dragon clan and soul beasts would surely rise again.

With that thought, Di Tian did not hesitate to strike at Tang Wulin, who lay on the hospital bed.

In an instant, the ward was completely swallowed by darkness.

However, the next moment.

Just as Di Tian's dragon claw was about to pierce Tang Wulin's abdomen, a blue-golden light instantly tore through the darkness.

"What a wicked beast! How dare you!"

A majestic voice filled with fury exploded through the room.

Tang Wulin, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. Blue-golden divine might erupted in an instant, shooting directly at Di Tian's dragon claw.

Boom!

Caught off guard, Di Tian was immediately blasted back by that divine might. His expression shifted with shock and uncertainty as he stared at Tang Wulin.

"You... this is..."

Tang Wulin's body seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, slowly rising from the hospital bed.

At the same time, the golden trident imprint on his forehead was exceptionally clear, shining brilliantly.

The sight immediately drew Di Tian's attention. His pupils abruptly contracted as he blurted out, "The Sea God Imprint? You're Tang San?!"

"I never expected that after ten thousand years... your soul beast clan would still refuse to give up!!!"

"You are utterly brazen!!"

Tang San stood in midair, gazing coldly at Di Tian before him.

"Tang San! It really is you!"

There was no surprise on Di Tian's face. Hatred and fury slowly surfaced as he glared fixedly at his opponent.

Ever since the auspicious beast had fallen ten thousand years ago, the more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

Everything had appeared to be Wang Qiu'er developing curiosity toward the human world because of her attribute connection with Huo Yuhao.

But when he considered Tang San's repeated interference with the lower realm, as well as the fact that Tang Wutong had been able to wield the Golden Dragon Spear after the auspicious beast's death—

A vague suspicion had formed in Di Tian's heart.

This had all been a trap laid by Tang San.

Its purpose was to seize Star Dou's fortune for himself.

"Dragon God Claw!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Di Tian attacked directly.

A massive dragon claw swept out, warping even the surrounding space as it tore toward his opponent.

The Dragon God Claw was a technique personally passed down by the Dragon God. Only the Dragon Kings of each generation of the Black Dragon clan could learn it, and its power was astonishing.

Wielded by Di Tian, who stood at the continent's peak, the power of this strike was such that even a deity who had only just entered the godly rank would not dare receive it head-on.

At this moment, ferocity blazed in Di Tian's golden eyes. He wanted to see just how much power this divine consciousness left behind on Douluo Continent could still wield now that the Divine Realm had vanished.

"You have sharp eyes, but so what?"

"Sea God's Thirteen Forms: Unfixed Storm!"

Tang San's expression turned cold. A trident instantly appeared in his hand, and he swung it forward.

Vast divine power transformed into surging waves. Layer upon layer of ripples actually spread through the cramped room, as though it had sunk into the deep sea.

Then, the endless azure blue transformed into rings of blue-gold divine halos that descended upon Di Tian before him.

No matter how powerful the Dragon God Claw was, Di Tian was ultimately only a mortal creature, still far from Tang San's realm.

Ring after ring of divine halos bound around the dragon claw, and Di Tian's body immediately froze in midair.

At the same time, the trident in Tang San's hand erupted with powerful divine force once more.

"Sea God's Twilight!"

"You want to kill me? If you came in person, perhaps I'd still fear you. But you're only a strand of divine consciousness—you're not worthy!"

Di Tian shouted coldly as the dark soul power around his body erupted in full at that instant.

"Black Dragon World Annihilation!"

The waves carrying the force to end all things collided with the black dragon flames. A terrifying aura burst forth, only to vanish in a flash.

Once the light faded, only Tang Wulin remained floating silently in the hospital room.

Scattered across the floor before him were strips of black cloth. Di Tian had already disappeared.

"Hmph, he ran quite fast."

Tang San looked at the scraps of cloth and snorted, but deep concern lay beneath the majesty in his eyes.

"A small place like Eastsea City actually drew Di Tian here. Could it be that Wulin unlocked the seal, letting his aura leak out and allowing the Silver Dragon King to lock onto him?"

"Or could it be... that someone tipped them off?"

At that thought, Tang San fixed on one person.

Xu Yue, the Child of the Stars!!

The moment he confirmed the Child of the Stars, Tang San also recalled the peculiar spacetime fluctuation from several years ago. It had undoubtedly been Xu Yue's doing.

"Could it be that the Child of the Stars had already come into contact with the ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest when he was born?"

For a time, Tang San fell into deep thought.

It was not impossible.

After all, the impact back then had been far too widespread. Given the cultivation of the Silver Dragon King and Di Tian, there was no way they could have failed to notice it.

At the same time.

As the most legitimate heir of the plane, once the Child of the Stars reached Rank 99 in cultivation, he would not need methods such as inheriting a divine position or creating one himself. He could directly ascend to godhood and become the Lord of the Plane.

And when facing such an existence, the soul beasts had only two choices: kill him, or win him over.

But killing the Child of the Stars would be no different from cutting themselves off from the entire plane, making the soul beasts' living conditions even harsher.

Making peace with him and winning him over, on the other hand, could bring immense benefits.

Once Xu Yue became the Lord of the Plane, he could even raise a continent from the sea and grant the soul beasts a place to live.

For soul beasts on the brink of extinction, this could practically be called an entirely new path to survival.

At that thought, the killing intent in Tang San's eyes grew ever stronger.

It was not merely because of the grudge against his father. It was also because of the panic and unease of Douluo Continent gradually slipping from his control.

Xu Yue was growing too quickly. He was already comparable to a Soul Emperor. In a few more years, once he came into contact with the battle armor system, would his combat power not soar even faster?

If Xu Yue reached the quasi-god level before Tang Hao recovered, then the position of Lord of the Plane might no longer be secure.

Between one who seized it through force and one who rightfully inherited it, the difference was obvious at a glance.

"Xu Yue must die—and he must die as soon as possible!"