Golden Dragon King's Mockery, Tang San Wants to Break Out of Prison

At the very back of the crowd, Rong Nianbing, the Emotion God, lowered his eyes, yet an almost imperceptible curve tugged at his lips.

Tang San, Tang San. The one who controlled fate had finally come to this day.

Using the Sea God's name to carry out the will of heaven, treating everyone's fate like chess pieces—this outcome had only been a matter of time.

Destruction God's gaze swept across the crowd before finally returning to Tang San.

His face was as still as water, but inside, he was already laughing.

How long had he waited?

He had waited far too long for this day.

At last, he could punish Tang San openly and honorably. He no longer needed to consider the Sea God's dignity, nor endure this self-proclaimed righteous man running rampant through the God Realm.

The Life Goddess stood quietly to one side and did not say a single word in Tang San's defense.

She also knew that Tang San had gone too far this time. He had provoked the Dragon God? How could an existence like that be touched by a mere Sea God?

One careless thought had nearly brought calamity upon the God Realm.

Being allowed to live was already an enormous mercy.

"Let this be decided by vote." Destruction God's voice rang through the hall, devoid of emotion.

The Kind God and Evil God exchanged a look, but ultimately said nothing further.

The vote concluded—

Four votes in favor, one against.

The minority obeyed the majority.

"Effective immediately, the punishment will be carried out."

Destruction God rose to his feet. Divine power surged, and golden chains condensed from thin air, wrapping around Tang San's limbs and divine core.

Tang San did not struggle.

He merely turned his head and gave Xiao Wu, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing uncontrollably, one last look. His lips moved, but no words came out.

Xiao Wu lunged at him like a madwoman, only to be stopped by a barrier of divine power.

"Third Brother—!"

That voice lingered in Tang San's ears for a long time.

Divine Forbidden Land.

This was the deepest prison in the God Realm. It never saw daylight, and divine power was suppressed to the absolute limit here. Even a God King-level being would be no different from a mortal once imprisoned within.

Heavy seals descended layer by layer, and Tang San was pushed into that eternal darkness.

He opened his eyes. After adjusting to the dim light, he saw a massive figure coiled in the shadows, its body radiating a faint dark-golden glow. Its dragon scales reflected a cold, ghostly sheen.

Golden Dragon King.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the two of them were separated. Otherwise, he would have been suppressed again.

The Golden Dragon King also noticed the newcomer. He slowly opened his vertical pupils, examined Tang San for several breaths, then suddenly grinned.

"Oh, oh, oh—isn't this our Lord Sea God?"

Dragging his heavy chains, the Golden Dragon King rose to his feet. Every step made the ground tremble slightly, and his tone brimmed with gloating.

"What's this? You got thrown in here too? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Now that's a rare sight."

Tang San did not respond. He walked straight to the corner of the cell, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes in silence.

"Oh? Playing it cool now?"

The Golden Dragon King leaned closer, resting a thick arm against the bars as he tilted his head to inspect him.

"Why aren't you talking? Weren't you pretty arrogant out there? I remember the last time you came to deliver food, that look in your eyes was something else. Like you were interrogating a criminal."

He rubbed his chin, amusement written all over his face.

"Let me guess... You did something in the God Realm and got locked up, didn't you? The mighty Sea God, Lord Enforcer, reduced to becoming this Dragon King's neighbor? Hahaha—"

The Golden Dragon King laughed so hard he rocked back and forth, shaking loose bits of rubble from the prison ceiling.

He had no idea what had happened outside. He had merely been locked up for too long and was bored out of his mind, so he wanted to chat a little whenever he caught a living person. They were cellmates anyway; a few mocking remarks would not cost anyone flesh.

"Golden Dragon King."

Tang San finally spoke, his voice low and calm.

"Shut up."

The Golden Dragon King's laughter came to an abrupt stop.

He raised a brow, clicked his tongue, and retreated back to his place in annoyance.

"Fine, fine, fine. Can't even say a few words. Having a cellmate is no fun at all."

The Golden Dragon King rolled his eyes and coiled back into the darkness.

He truly did not know why Tang San had been imprisoned, nor did he know what exactly had happened outside.

But there was one thing he did not know—

His son, Yu Chen, had nearly perished at Tang San's hands.

If the Dragon God had not intervened in time, Yu Chen would already have suffered the complete destruction of his body and soul.

If the Golden Dragon King ever learned of this, he would go completely mad—activating "Berserk," with Dian Wei possessing him—completely mad. At that point, the God Realm would be destroyed. The end.

Once the Golden Dragon King went completely mad, dragging the entire God Realm down with him would not be impossible.

Tang San leaned against the cold wall, closing his eyes to rest.

Only the occasional clatter of chains when the Golden Dragon King shifted in his sleep remained in the prison, along with the sound of wind coming from who knew where.

Ten years.

A long ten years.

No, I have to find a chance to break out of prison. Otherwise, what will happen to my Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Plan?

Tang San believed he had come up with a perfect plan.

Far North.

In just a few days, the entire continent seemed to have been violently stirred by an invisible hand, plunging into unprecedented panic.

The Far North and Star Dou Forest, the two great soul beast habitats, had somehow launched beast tides at the same time as if they had planned it in advance! The scale and force of it directly shook the entire continent.

Snowstorm City, the border stronghold at the northern end of the continent beside the Far North, had become the tragic center of the storm.

Heavenly Soul Empire, imperial palace hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive to the extreme, like the stillness before a storm. Civil and military officials stood with their hands at their sides, silent as cicadas, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Upon the dragon throne, the Heavenly Soul Emperor slammed his hand against the armrest. The sound was especially piercing in the vast hall.

"Snowstorm City has fallen."

Only four words, yet they seemed to weigh a thousand tons.

The ministers below turned pale and looked at one another.

"Star Dou Forest... and the Far North!" A military general could not help but growl through gritted teeth. "Have they gone mad? They actually launched beast tides at the same time! Are they trying to drag the entire human world down with them?!"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

An elderly minister with white hair and beard hurriedly stepped forward. "Snowstorm City is the gateway and cannot be lost under any circumstances. To stop those beasts from entering the heartland, we have urgently dispatched Sect Master Du Bushi and the experts of his sect to support them. With Sect Master Du holding the line, they should still be able to hold on..."

Meanwhile, in the Star Luo Empire.

The imperial palace's council hall was brightly lit, where an emergency meeting was also underway.

Star Luo Emperor Xu Jiawei stood before the hall with his hands behind his back, brows tightly furrowed as his piercing gaze swept over those below.

"Stop pretending to be mute."

Irritation seeped through Xu Jiawei's voice. "Tell me, what exactly is going on with Star Dou and the Far North this time? They launched beast tides simultaneously without any prior agreement. Since when did those beasts learn how to coordinate their battles?"

The people below exchanged helpless looks. No one could offer an explanation. An incident where several major soul beast habitats erupted at once was exceedingly rare even in the history of the Douluo Continent.

It was no wonder they were panicking. This night was destined to be sleepless.

Not only the Heavenly Soul Empire and Star Luo Empire—even the Sun Moon Empire, which possessed the strongest soul tool technology, was gripped by a grim, murderous atmosphere within its palace.

More precisely, every major power of note across the Douluo Continent was holding an emergency meeting tonight.

"Report—"

Inside the Sun Moon Empire's main hall, a scout hurriedly presented his intelligence. "Your Majesty, among the continent's major soul beast habitats, only Evil Demon Forest has yet to show any unusual activity."

Tang San wanted to break out of prison and turn the First Generation Shrek Seven Monsters against the entire God Realm.