"Not bad."
The Asura God's voice deepened, carrying a trace of divine majesty.
"This is the greatest opportunity of your life."
"It is also your only chance to touch the domain of gods."
Hearing this, Tang Shuo's lips suddenly curved into a faint smile. There was something indescribable in it, seemingly mockery, yet also pity.
"Why would I need another's inheritance?"
he asked.
A simple sentence, yet it contained an arrogance that looked down upon the world.
The Asura God fell silent.
What had descended here was merely a wisp of his divine consciousness, yet it still possessed the will of a God King.
He could clearly sense the confidence that came from the depths of this young man's soul when he spoke those words...
It was not blind arrogance, but a statement of fact.
As though inheriting his divine position would instead be an... insult to this young man?
The moment that thought appeared, even the Asura God's heart, which had remained undisturbed for countless millennia, stirred with a hint of anger.
"Mortal, do you know who you are speaking to?"
"Without my guidance, you will spend your entire life wandering beyond the threshold of divinity."
"Your talent will eventually be worn away by time and turn into a handful of dirt."
Divine might descended like a prison.
The blood-red aura of slaughter became tangible as it crushed toward Tang Shuo.
Yet—
The killing intent was completely blocked by an invisible golden aura the moment it came within three feet of Tang Shuo.
Tang Shuo raised his eyes and looked directly at the blood-red divine shadow.
Golden light flowed through his eyes, like two miniature suns.
"A god?"
He softly uttered a single word.
"In my eyes, you are merely... a mortal who has gone a little farther."
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