As two figures gradually regained consciousness, their eyes slowly cleared of haze, reflecting a faint light.
Both turned their heads at the same time, gazing at the red-robed man standing between them.
"Are you... Asura? No, you're not Asura?" the purple figure spoke first, unsurprisingly misidentifying him. "Who are you!"
"A passing Soul Master!" Yin Hongye answered casually. "Just wanted to ask you two about something!"
Yet he suspected that if Asura God went to play Asura God, he would take second place.
Outside the Heavenly Screen, the Asura God from twenty thousand years ago was currently staring at Destruction God King. As old colleagues, to mistake someone the moment one woke up, was this reasonable?
"Destruction! Are we still colleagues or not!"
"There's no helping that! Who knew? Anyone would think you were his brat!" Destruction God King was speechless. With such a massive murderous intent and his own mind unclear, mistaking him for Asura God was completely normal, right?
His gaze fell back to the Heavenly Screen. Inside it, the green figure's gaze likewise landed on him. "What business do you have with us? And why is the Golden Dragon King in your hands!"
"Thrown onto Douluo Continent by the Sea God, and eventually, through a twist of fate, he fell into my hands." Yin Hongye could not be bothered to explain the process. "I want to ask about some matters in the Divine Realm."
"On the present Douluo Continent, it shouldn't be that after Ling Bing Douluo ascended ten thousand years ago, ascending to godhood became impossible. Do you know about this?"
Although he knew the answer, he was even more curious about another matter: whether Destruction actually knew that after Dai Yuhao ascended, the powerhouses on Douluo Continent could no longer sense the existence of the