Divine Sense Surveys the World, Doubts Over the Dragon Vein

The smoke of war over the lower realm's Douluo Continent slowly dispersed, and the Dragon God's terrifying pressure that had ravaged heaven and earth vanished like a receding tide. In midair, Tang Wulin's battered Three-Word Battle Armor, Dragon Moon Whisper, shimmered with spiritual light, its life essence slowly mending the countless savage cracks across its surface.

Tang Wulin had long since reached the end of his strength and was grievously injured. His all-out activation of the Dragon God Transformation's origin to battle three Title Douluo had nearly drained every drop of his blood and Golden Dragon King divine power. Golden blood covered his entire body, agonizing pain pierced his limbs and bones, and even the strength to stand had completely left him. Bei Bei hurried forward, bent down, and steadily carried the severely wounded, exhausted Tang Wulin on his back as he led everyone swiftly away from the danger zone.

The wind howled past his ears, and the clamor of slaughter on the battlefield gradually faded into the distance. Yet lying over Bei Bei's shoulder, Tang Wulin ignored both his wounds and his near-death exhaustion. He struggled to raise his eyes, staring fixedly toward the Star Dou Great Forest. His gaze brimmed with yearning etched deep across time and space. In his heart, there was only Gu Yue Na's graceful purple figure, an unshakable concern lingering endlessly in his mind.

Everything that occurred in the mortal world was clearly seen by the God Realm Nexus above the nine heavens.

The eternally silent sea of clouds in the God Realm churned without cease, bathed in countless rays of golden light, solemn and sacred. Tang San sat upon the highest divine throne, his blue-gold divine robes dignified and majestic. The vast powers of Poseidon and the Asura God surged like an ocean around him, steadily suppressing the laws of order across all heavens and worlds. Over countless eons, ordinary turmoil and bloodshed in the lower realms had never disturbed this Supreme God's mind. Yet just moments ago, a strand of incomparably tyrannical primordial dragon aura that had pierced through the planar barrier suddenly entered his perception.

It was not the pressure of an ordinary dragon race, nor was it the aura of the Golden or Silver Dragon King's individual bloodline. It was the purest, most primordial aura of the Ancient Dragon God.

A mere lingering trace carried the arrogance of breaking free from every law and standing above all things, instantly tightening Tang San's mind even as he sat securely upon his throne. His eyes darkened, his brows abruptly furrowing. The calm divine power flowing around him faintly trembled, sending wave after wave across the entire sea of clouds in the God Realm.

The Ancient Dragon God's rebellion was the deepest scar of the God Realm and an eternal taboo. In those days, the Dragon God commanded countless divine beasts, unrestrained by the Great Dao and heedless of the God Realm's laws. With a single thought, it unleashed a world-shaking catastrophe. War spread through heaven and earth, countless gods fell, and the barriers of the God Realm shattered and collapsed. In the end, the Dragon God perished, its origin splitting into the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King. Only then did that upheaval that had overturned the heavens finally come to an end.

From that day onward, preventing the Dragon God's return became the bottom line for maintaining order in the God Realm.

For countless years, Tang San had silently watched over the lower realms, balancing the fate and origin of the Golden and Silver Dragons. Step by step, he had calculated and planned; layer by layer, he had erected defenses, all to erase the hidden danger of the Dragon God's rebirth. But today, the remnant power of the Dragon God that Tang Wulin had unleashed in battle completely shattered the long-standing stable balance.

An incomparably resolute thought, carrying the iron-blooded decisiveness of a Supreme God, thundered into shape within Tang San's heart: A second Dragon God must never be allowed to appear.

The Dragon God's power transcended good and evil and could not be restrained. Once the Dragon God's Origin within Tang Wulin completely awakened and resonated with the Silver Dragon King's origin lying dormant in the Star Dou Great Forest, merging into one, the ancient catastrophe would surely repeat itself. Even if Tang Wulin's heart was kind and his character upright, he would eventually be swept along by the Dragon God's Great Dao, break free of the bonds of bloodline, kinship, and heavenly law, and become the greatest variable capable of overturning the God Realm's order.

Having made his decision, Tang San immediately condensed a strand of pure blue-gold divine sense and sent it through layers of planar barriers, intending to suppress the restless remnants of the Dragon God within Tang Wulin and sever the opportunity for his origin to awaken. But when that divine sense thoroughly entered Tang Wulin's body and carefully examined the origin of his bloodline, the timelessly steady state of mind of this Supreme God was suddenly thrown into enormous turmoil.

A rich, pure aura of a direct divine bloodline clearly entered his perception.

It belonged to the Tang Clan's supreme divine bloodline—the origin of order that inherited the legacies of Poseidon and the Asura God. Vast, steady, upright, and righteous, it was rooted deep in Tang Wulin's divine soul and marrow. It was tightly fused with the violent, arrogant Dragon God's Origin, the two coexisting in symbiosis.

At that moment, all of Tang San's vigilance transformed into profound bewilderment.

The laws of the heavens were immutable; opposing Great Daos could never coexist. The Dragon God's Great Dao was wanton and unrestrained, traveling against the natural order—the ultimate embodiment of chaos and freedom. The Tang Clan Divine Lineage, meanwhile, governed protection and judgment, preserving the stability of all heavens. It was the orthodox path of order and heavenly law. Their origins were completely opposed, natural enemies that should have washed against and annihilated each other, with absolutely no possibility of coexistence.

Yet the sight before him completely overturned the laws of eternity.

Within Tang Wulin's body, the tyrannical Dragon God's Origin of the Golden Dragon King and the orthodox bloodline of a Supreme God not only did not repel one another, but instead generated and restrained each other, balancing one another, even nourishing each other. They formed an unprecedented and bizarre equilibrium. The divine bloodline suppressed the Dragon God's savage aura, protecting the host's divine soul and original heart; the Dragon God's Origin sustained the limits of his body, supporting the foundation of the divine bloodline, creating this unique state in which two bloodlines coexisted.

Tang San's thoughts raced as he deduced countless Great Daos and sorted through the bloodline laws of eternity. The cloud of doubt in his heart grew ever heavier. He knew his descendants' bloodline inheritance well. By the ordinary principles of heavenly law, Tang Wulin should have inherited only the gentle and orthodox Tang Clan Divine Lineage. He should never have been able to bear the complete Dragon God's Origin of the Golden Dragon King, much less allow two opposing supreme bloodlines to coexist so perfectly.

At last, he understood that his former deductions and restraints had ultimately been far too one-sided.

Tang Wulin's destiny had never been simply the path of dragonkind's revival, nor had it been a peaceful path of divine cultivation. It was a brand-new Great Dao that even he, the Supreme God who governed all heavens, had never glimpsed and could not deduce.

It was both a fortunate opportunity and the root of a world-destroying calamity.

The youth was still young, and his two bloodlines remained in mutual balance, stable and free of danger. But once his cultivation reached completion, his divine bloodline fully awakened, and the Dragon God's Origin completely revived, what would happen when he joined with the Silver Dragon King's origin? When the twin dragons returned as one and the divine dragon united with the Great Dao, would the world give birth to a new god who had tamed the dragon path and returned it to order—or a second Dragon God who had broken free from every restraint and stood above all heavens?

The answer was vague and unknown. Even Tang San's supreme divine power could not glimpse the slightest trace of that fate.

Endless gravity, wariness, and complicated expectation intertwined in Tang San's heart. He slowly withdrew his divine sense, leaving only an imperceptible wisp of divine thought permanently locked onto Tang Wulin's aura in the lower realm, silently observing this heaven-defying mutation of bloodline.

Tang Wulin continued on his journey through the lower realm with his heart full of longing, utterly unaware that above the nine heavens in the God Realm, his ancestor had developed endless concerns over his bloodline and power—and had quietly planted a lifelong restraint and watchfulness upon his turbulent, unknown destiny.