The Enraged Goddess of Life and Tang San, the God King Who Severed All Ties

Vast and ethereal, the sea of clouds rose and fell, streaked with countless auspicious rays.

In the eternally silent core of the God Realm, Sea God's Palace stood quietly above the boundless sea of clouds.

The palace was magnificent and sacred, its glazed divine tiles reflecting the eternal heavenly light.

Four heaven-supporting divine pillars suppressed the laws of the four seas, making it one of the most majestic and tranquil holy places in the entire God Realm.

Inside the hall, Tang San sat upon the Sea God's throne, dressed in a solemn and luxurious blue-gold divine robe, the supreme divine might of his dual godhood swirling around him.

As one of the five great God Kings of the God Realm, wielding the authority of the Sea God and bearing Asura's judgment, he had long stood at the pinnacle of this world as a dual god, overlooking the myriad heavens and worlds.

At this moment, his brows were slightly furrowed, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest as he pondered in silence.

Ever since his daughter, Tang Wutong, had followed Li Changsheng to the lower realm for training, a thread of worry had lingered in his heart.

Especially since Li Changsheng carried the origins of both the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life. His identity was extraordinary, and his future held far too many variables.

Tang San had been carefully considering how to instruct Tang Wutong to gradually draw close to him, feign intimacy, skillfully maneuver around him, and find an opportunity to coax and lure Li Changsheng back to the God Realm—so that he could firmly control this god-level descendant of limitless potential and thoroughly seize those uncertainties in his own hands.

Sea God's Palace had remained solemn for ten thousand years. No one had ever dared act rashly here.

But just as Tang San was deep in thought, calculating his plans—

Boom!

A world-shaking roar suddenly exploded!

The heavy main gates of Sea God's Palace, engraved with endless divine runes, were actually smashed apart by a single kick from outside!

A violent gale of divine power, carrying piercing divine might, swept through the entire hall as fragments of shattered divine runes scattered through the air!

The hall's silence was instantly torn to pieces!

Tang San's gaze darkened sharply, and fury surged within him at once.

He was one of the supreme God Kings at the peak of the God Realm. With two godhoods upon him, his combat strength reigned above the God Realm. He was an existence revered by all heavens and worshipped by countless gods.

Sea God's Palace was his face, the symbol of his divine authority!

Since taking control of his divine position, no one had dared behave outrageously in Sea God's Palace. No one had dared challenge his majesty.

Yet today, someone had kicked apart the palace gates. It was practically a public slap across his face!

When had one of the five great God Kings ever suffered such humiliation?

Asura's killing aura stirred faintly around Tang San, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Anger had already risen within him as he prepared to stand and rebuke the intruder.

But the next instant, all his fury froze in his eyes, and he was completely stunned.

The figure who burst through the gates was beyond every expectation he had.

It was not the God of Destruction, who had always been arrogant and domineering and frequently argued with him.

Nor was it the lively and charming Xiao Wu.

Much less was it any of the other gods of the God Realm.

The one approaching him was, astonishingly, the Goddess of Life—the woman who had always been gentle as water, kind and compassionate, mild and tolerant throughout countless ages!

The Goddess of Life had always governed the vitality of the world and held all living things in her heart.

Gentle and tranquil by nature, generous toward others, her eyes and brows had always carried a tender smile capable of healing all beings. She was universally recognized as the mildest God King in the God Realm, the one least touched by hostility.

But now, all her ten-thousand-year gentleness had completely fallen away.

There was not the slightest warmth on that flawless, breathtakingly beautiful face that could topple the heavens. Only bone-deep frost remained, her brows and eyes covered in icy chill.

A terrifying pressure on the verge of explosive rage swirled around her. Surging life divine power became a biting gale that shook the laws of the entire hall.

Her sacred compassion was gone, leaving behind only towering fury!

Not far behind her, the black-robed God of Destruction stood dumbly in place, his eyes wide and his body stiff. He was utterly bewildered, unable to regain his senses for a long while.

He stared blankly at his wife's resolute, icy back, his mind entirely empty.

That kick just now—domineering, fierce, forcefully smashing through the gates and shattering the palace doors that had stood for ten thousand years...

Was that really his wife, who had always been gentle, never lost her temper, and even felt compassion when flowers and grass were harmed?

Holy shit!

The God of Destruction instinctively swallowed, fear unlike anything he had ever felt rising in his heart.

At this moment, as he looked at the Goddess of Life's back, his gaze was filled with extreme unfamiliarity.

After countless ages together as husband and wife, it felt as though he was truly meeting his wife for the first time today.

Once the gentle and kind Goddess of Life became angry, she was actually this terrifying!

After a brief moment of dead silence, Tang San forcibly suppressed the astonishment and anger in his heart.

He slowly rose from his divine throne, withdrawing the divine might of his dual godhoods. With deep confusion and gravity in his voice, he spoke in a low tone:

"Life, what is the meaning of this?"

Breaking through the gates in rage and disturbing the divine palace was no trivial matter!

Especially when it was the Goddess of Life who had done it.

The Goddess of Life walked forward slowly, her cold footsteps falling amid the shattered palace gates.

With every step she took, the laws of life in the surrounding God Realm violently trembled.

She stared directly at Tang San without any unnecessary preamble. Her voice was cold and flat, devoid of emotion as every word became an interrogation:

"Shrek Academy is one of your forces, isn't it?"

The abrupt question made Tang San pause slightly.

Shrek Academy?

The name was both familiar and distant, vaguely branded in the depths of his memories. Separated by endless years, it left him momentarily dazed.

He frowned slightly and carefully traced back through the river of his memories.

By now, he was a dual-god God King who governed the order of the God Realm, transcending the mundane world and looking down upon the cycles of the lower realms. He had long ceased to belong among mortals.

The sects, academies, factions, and conflicts of the lower realm were now nothing more than ants fighting each other, fleeting clouds passing before his eyes.

He had ascended to the God Realm long ago, and his status was supreme. If he were still entangled with some soul master academy in the lower realm, it would instead lower the lofty standing of his dual godhood as the Sea God and Asura God.

After a brief daze, Tang San finally remembered.

Oh.

It was the academy where he had cultivated in his youth while in the lower realm.

Having understood the cause, his expression remained calm. His tone was somewhat distant and indifferent as he said lightly, "Why bring that up all of a sudden? I have long had no connection with Shrek Academy. I am not familiar with it."

The God of Destruction, who had stood beside them in a daze and watched the whole spectacle, was instantly completely bewildered. Unable to hold back, he asked in confusion:

"How are you not familiar with it?"

"If I remember correctly, when you cultivated in the lower realm, made your name, rose step by step, and ultimately reached the top, your foundation was Shrek Academy! That was where you first became famous in your youth!"

Faced with the God of Destruction's questioning, Tang San remained composed and did not hide anything. He merely nodded lightly in acknowledgment.

Then his tone became even more indifferent as he used a single statement to draw a line between them all:

"That is correct."

"But that was the Tang San of the past, and those were my experiences with Shrek Academy in the lower realm."

"But as you well know, after countless ages have passed, the lower realm has already changed beyond recognition. People and circumstances are no longer what they were."

"The one standing before you now is Tang San, God King of the God Realm—not the young soul master who once struggled to survive in the lower realm."

"After ten thousand years of rise and fall in the mortal world, the succession of mundane powers has long had nothing to do with me. Could those old ties truly be forced onto who I am now?"

With those words, he completely severed the boundary between god and mortal—cleanly, decisively, without the slightest ripple.

His words fell.

The Goddess of Life, whose rage had been surging, and the God of Destruction, who had been filled with doubts, both fell silent at once.

The vast Sea God's Palace once again sank into dead silence.