Outside the Heavenly Screen, in the Divine Realm during the era of The Unrivaled Tang Clan.
The Destruction God King stared at the Abyss on the Heavenly Screen, his brows drawing tighter and tighter.
It had come ten thousand years ago.
Didn't that mean right now?
He slowly turned his head toward Tang San, who was bound in chains in the side hall.
Tang San's face was deathly pale, his eyes bewildered.
I only tossed out a piece of bait, and I've already hooked a fish!
Wasn't it supposed to be four thousand years later?
You're coming now! No! Don't come!
You're evidence now!
He had concealed information about the Abyss Plane.
The evidence was as irrefutable as a mountain.
The Destruction God King stopped before Tang San. Rather than strike immediately, he simply looked down at the chained law enforcer, his voice cold as ice.
"Where is the Abyss Plane?"
Tang San lifted his head, his lips moving slightly.
I don't know either!
You're asking me, but who am I supposed to ask? If he doesn't make a move, how would I know?
"Tell me." The Destruction God King pronounced each word distinctly. "I will eradicate it before it grows. I cannot let it harm the Douluo Continent."
Tang San fell silent. Helpless, he could only close his eyes and keep his mouth shut.
"I really don't know!"
The Destruction God King asked no more questions. He raised his scepter, and purple-black divine lightning struck Tang San.
He was ready to torture a confession out of him.
The sea of clouds churned, leaving only the dull thuds of the descending scepter in the side hall.
Within the Heavenly Screen, in the Endless Mountains.
Yin Hongye resurrected once again, with an azure sky above him and icy snow beneath him.