Tang San's divine consciousness projection stood in midair.
In that instant, every corner of Douluo Star saw it.
Not just Heaven Dou City. Not just the Douluo Continent.
Along the coastlines of every continent, fishermen raised their heads, their nets falling from their hands.
The sea boiled, waves battering the reefs as though the entire ocean were trembling.
Deep within the Soul Beast Forest, countless soul beasts raised their eyes, filled with nothing but fear of the god and fury.
The sky, the sea... everything was dyed the same color by the light of that projection.
Douluo Star trembled beneath his divine might.
And everyone, everyone was watching.
They had only just crawled out of their terror of the abyss.
The Demon Empress's shadow had yet to leave their hearts. The cities' ruins had yet to be cleared away. The dead had yet to all be laid to rest.
The soul beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest had yet to finish licking their wounds, and the snowfolk of the Far North Ice Plains were still burying their kin who had frozen to death.
Then a god came.
A god who stood higher than the abyss.
A god stronger than the Demon Empress.
That figure stood above the clouds, looking down upon all living beings, his gaze as indifferent as if he were watching a swarm of ants.
Tang San.
The God King of ten thousand years ago. The legend who had ascended ten thousand years ago.
Now he had returned.
In a way no one had expected.
"Was that... Tang San?"
Among the ruins of Shrek City, a soul master with a broken leg raised his head, his voice trembling.
"The one from... ten thousand years ago?"
"He... hadn't he ascended? Wasn't he a legend?"
Beside the wreckage of