The Divine Realm, Shura God's Palace.
The palace was cast entirely from pitch-black divine iron, its edges sharp as blades, a faint crimson aura of slaughter swirling around it.
Upon his divine throne, Shura God leaned against an armrest, a wisp of pitch-black divine power flowing around his fingertips as he idly watched events in the lower realm.
He had laid out his grand design long ago, waiting for Tang San to reach the appointed point and meet that Soft Bone Rabbit who had taken human form.
Suddenly, his brow lifted, and the divine power at his fingertips abruptly went out.
"Hmm?"
He straightened, sweeping his divine sense along the predetermined course of heavenly fate.
Xiao Wu, who should have met Tang San in Dorm Seven at Nuoding Academy, was nowhere to be found.
Shura God calculated on his fingers, the astonishment between his brows deepening.
"That's not right. By this point, those two should have met long ago. Why isn't there even a trace of her aura?"
He knitted his brows and rose, pacing a couple of steps through the palace.
"No, no." He smacked his lips. "I can't just lose the sheath for the Asura Sword like this."
He had originally arranged for Xiao Wu to be Tang San's trial of love and his weakness. More importantly, she was the ideal vessel for the future Asura Sword Sheath, a crucial link in the inheritance.
Now that she had vanished into thin air, wasn't his game missing a vital piece?
Shura God focused his mind and steadied himself, spreading his divine sense across the entire Douluo Continent.
Yet when it reached the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest, it encountered only a gentle but resilient barrier of divine power, concealing the entire area.
No matter how much