Asura God and the Four Great God Kings Convene the God Realm Committee, Deciding to Campaign Against the Wild Heavenly Emperor in the Lower Realm (Part One)

Yu Xiaogang looked at the crudely stone-built latrine, every stone seeming to tell of the hardship and harshness of this place.

The inside of the latrine was dark and damp. An indescribable stench assaulted his nostrils, making him want to vomit. His mouth opened and closed as though he wanted to say something, but the overpowering stink choked him so badly that he could not speak.

Just then, the burly head jailer abruptly slapped Yu Xiaogang's flat-topped head, producing a sharp smack.

Yu Xiaogang felt dizzy, as if the whole world had begun spinning in that instant. He shook his flat-top and covered the struck spot with both hands, a flicker of fear and anger flashing through his eyes.

"What? You unwilling?" The burly head jailer leered at Yu Xiaogang. His voice was hoarse and icy, as though it had come from the depths of hell.

Looking at the head jailer's savage face and threatening gaze, Yu Xiaogang's fear grew without limit. He knew that he had no way out now. If he did not do as the head jailer said, he would likely suffer even crueler treatment.

He swallowed and tried to make his voice sound calmer. "Willing, willing... I'll clean it right away." With that, he shakily got to his feet and walked toward the foul-smelling latrine.

Suppressing his nausea and urge to vomit, Yu Xiaogang began cleaning the latrine. He scooped up the filthy excrement and urine with his bare hands and carried them out again and again. The stench had nearly numbed his hands, yet he did not dare pause for even a moment.

He knew that only by finishing the task as quickly as possible could he suffer a little less torment and humiliation.

After cleaning the latrine, Yu Xiaogang was exhausted, as if every bit of strength had been drained from his body. Dragging his heavy feet back into the cell, he collapsed onto the floor and panted heavily. His face was pale as paper, and sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground, leaving damp marks.

Everyone in the cell was already asleep. Only a weak candle flame flickered.

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground like an old dog worn out to the bone. His heart was filled with humiliation and anger, but even more than that, helplessness and despair. He knew that his former grace and dignity had become utterly worthless in this sunless place, trampled beneath people's feet.

He looked around the dim cell, deep helplessness and despair in his eyes. His voice was weak and trembling, like a cry from the depths of hell. "Why am I, Yu Xiaogang, so miserable? Why?" His voice echoed through the cell, but no one answered him. Only the weak candle flame flickered, as if silently keeping him company.

Just then, Yu Xiaogang suddenly thought of Tang San, his former personal disciple and now his only hope. An intense longing and expectation surged within him, as though he had grasped his last lifeline. He shouted, "Little San, Little San, where are you? Come save your teacher!" His voice echoed through the cell, but no one responded. Only the cold, damp air silently kept him company.

Several days passed in succession, yet Yu Xiaogang never saw Tang San arrive. His life sank into darkness, as though there would never be an end in sight.

Every day, he was bullied and humiliated by the burly head jailer and the other prisoners, forced to do the dirtiest and most exhausting work. His heart was filled with humiliation and anger, but even more with helplessness.

Meanwhile, in the God Realm high above the starry sky of Douluo Continent, the atmosphere of peace and tranquility was abruptly shattered.

The Douluo God Realm was the sacred land longed for by all soul masters of Douluo Continent, a place inhabited by beings who had surpassed mortal limits. Its radiance was dazzling, every ray containing immense power, while the divine power suffusing the air inspired awe in all who felt it.

One of the three great law-enforcement gods of the Douluo God Realm, the Asura God, stood at the highest point of the God Realm—the divine hall of the God Realm Committee. His dark crimson robe glimmered with a metallic sheen beneath the divine light, as if it had been soaked in blood, exuding a fierce killing intent. His features were deep and cold, while his eyes resembled abysses that devoured all light.

Suddenly, the Asura God's tightly shut eyes snapped open. Two beams of divine light shot from them, piercing straight through the heavens.

He had sensed that extraordinarily mysterious and powerful aura on Douluo Planet. Its appearance had disrupted the balance of Douluo Planet and affected his plan to pass down his divine position.

The Asura God let out a low shout, and divine power instantly reverberated through the divine hall.

At his summons, the other four God Kings of the God Realm also sensed the aura. They hurried over from their respective divine domains in response to the Asura God's call.

The first to arrive was the God of Destruction. Dressed in black, he was tall and imposing, his entire body radiating an intense aura of slaughter. His face was resolute and cold, and his eyes were like flames burning with the power of destruction.

He walked over to the Asura God and asked in a low voice, "Asura, have you also sensed that extraordinarily mysterious and powerful aura on Douluo Planet?"

The Asura God nodded, icy light flashing in his eyes. "Someone has disrupted the fortune of Douluo Planet and even affected my plan to pass down my divine position. This concerns the survival of the entire God Realm. We must find this variable and eliminate it. Only then can the fortune of both Douluo Planet and the God Realm return to the proper course."

His voice echoed through the divine hall, carrying a firm and resolute force.

Just then, another figure descended into the divine hall. She was a graceful goddess dressed in flowing white gauze, like an immortal descending into the mortal world. Her features were beautiful and refined, while her eyes resembled autumn waters, glowing with gentle light.

Her arrival brought a trace of peace and serenity to the divine hall filled with killing intent.

This goddess was the Goddess of Life. She walked to the Asura God and the God of Destruction and said softly, "Asura, you mean that woman called the Willow Deity, don't you? She suddenly appeared on Douluo Planet, only to disappear strangely afterward. Even I cannot discern her whereabouts." Her voice was gentle and soft, yet it revealed her deep wariness toward the Willow Deity.

At the Goddess of Life's words, both the Asura God and the God of Destruction furrowed their brows.