From within the collapsing Golden Ancient Tree emerged a burly man wielding the Seven-Colored Giant Hammer and a blue-haired young matron dressed in a long green gown.
"Clear Sky Douluo, and the Blue Silver Emperor..."
Ning Rongrong spoke with some confusion.
"Third Brother, why are your parents in the Douluo Plane?"
To Dai Mubai and the others, Tang Hao and Ah Yin were naturally familiar faces.
When Tang San had ascended to godhood, he had brought his parents to the Douluo God Realm as well.
The two had naturally gained the strength of Divine Officials and could enjoy eternal life.
But later, when Dai Mubai and the others occasionally visited the Sea God Hall, Tang Hao and Ah Yin were nowhere to be seen.
They had asked about it, and Tang San had said he had found his parents a quiet place to spend their retirement.
After all, this was Tang San's family business. Besides, he was now a mighty God King of Law Enforcement. Who would dare ask another question?
Yet never in their wildest dreams had Dai Mubai and the others imagined that Tang San's parents, Tang Hao and Ah Yin, would appear in the Douluo Plane.
And merely from the brilliant radiance flowing over their bodies, the gods could tell that their cultivation had already reached roughly the level of Third-Level Gods.
They had advanced from the strength of Divine Officials to the level of Third-Level Gods in a lower plane.
Combined with the earlier sight of the Golden Ancient Tree devouring mortal souls, how could anyone fail to guess what had happened?
"Tang San, your parents haven't been devouring mortal souls in the lower realm for just a year or two, have they?"
The God of Destruction gazed at Tang Hao and Ah Yin, speaking with a cold sneer.
"Once the gods leave the Divine Realm, the divine power within their bodies steadily drains away. Yet your parents have advanced rather than declined, even raising the rank of their godhood."
"I'm afraid that all these years, they haven't merely been devouring mortal souls in vast numbers. Those mortals must have been the best among their kind, perhaps even people with a chance of becoming gods!"
"I'm right, aren't I?"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot. He panted like an ox, his teeth clenched so tightly that he could not utter a word.
The ten-thousand-year plan he had thought so perfectly concealed was now laid bare beneath the gods' very eyes.
Never mind that the Douluo Plane had now been completely sealed off by an unknown being.
Even without any obstruction, the gods would never allow him to interfere in the Douluo Plane again.
But his parents were still trapped in the Douluo Plane.
Tang San knew perfectly well that if another of those mortal-made Soul Tools-the kind that had destroyed the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud earlier-was brought out...
Even though Tang Hao and Ah Yin had both reached the level of Third-Level Gods, they would never be able to withstand it.
"God of Destruction, we can discuss everything else later, but just now, I clearly saw the Angel God's divine artifact, the Angel God Sword!"
Tang San pointed at Qian Daoliu's faintly visible figure in the sky screen and spoke loudly.
"But before I ascended to the Divine Realm, I personally shattered the godhoods of the wicked Angel God and Rakshasa God and destroyed their divine artifacts!"
"Yet the Angel God Sword has been reforged, and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul has appeared again!"
"Don't you think all of this is far too suspicious?"
"Right now, we must break through the seal on the Douluo Plane, and then..."
The God of Destruction chuckled and shook his head.
"And then?"
"And then help you rescue your parents, who have been devouring human souls without restraint?"
"The previous Angel God and Rakshasa God were both old acquaintances of mine. They might have had their quirks, but when it comes to wickedness, they certainly couldn't compare to your parents."
"We will naturally investigate the disturbances in the Douluo Plane, but certainly not now."
"For now, we would do best to remain ordinary spectators, wouldn't we?"
None of the watching gods-not even Dai Mubai and the others-spoke another word in Tang San's defense.
As the God King of Law Enforcement, he had knowingly broken the laws time and again. What dignity did the Divine Realm's rules have left?
Why should Tang San be allowed to violate the rules without restraint while they could not?
Did they not also have parents and family they wished to bring to the Divine Realm, only to be stopped by its rules?
Seeing that none of the gods would speak up for him, Tang San felt a deep sense of helplessness well up inside.
Yet the instant he looked back at the sky screen, the helplessness in his eyes turned into pure horror.
"How could it be her?!"
The Phoenix God Realm.
"Reforging the godhood of a First-Level God really is exhausting!"
"Xiao Xue, you have to give me a proper massage later. I feel like sleeping again!"
Hearing Feng Xuanyuan's languid voice, Qian Renxue did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Whenever her husband slept, ten thousand years was only the starting point. Anyone else who found out would surely cry out in disbelief.
But the next moment, Qian Renxue looked nervously toward the figure gradually taking shape within the Immortal Spirit Pool.
A brilliant golden formal gown clothed her from head to toe, fitting her perfectly.
The dazzling gown shimmered with precious light, adorned with more than a hundred red, blue, and gold gems.
The Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown atop her head shone with countless rays of light, and she held a scepter roughly two meters long, inlaid with innumerable gems.
Her fair skin and nearly perfect features made her look utterly extraordinary.
Above all, the intangible nobility and holiness she exuded made one unable to resist the urge to bow down in worship.
The Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago, the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong!
"Xue'er..."
Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, then froze at the unfamiliar, colorful world around her.
"Jialing Pass... Tang San... Wasn't I...?"
With tears glistening in her eyes, Qian Renxue stepped forward and took Bibi Dong's hand.
"Mom, it's me, Xue'er."
Qian Renxue had once been filled with resentment toward Bibi Dong.
But during the final battle at Jialing Pass, Bibi Dong had done everything in her power to save Qian Renxue's life.
And before her death, Bibi Dong had finally let go of every knot in her heart from the past and fully reconciled with Qian Renxue.
"Xue'er, how could you..."
Bibi Dong gazed at the Angel God Qian Renxue, who radiated sacred light before her. Feeling the immense power contained within her body, she could not help but freeze.
Qian Renxue recounted everything that had happened after Jialing Pass to Bibi Dong in detail.
"The Phoenix God saved you and all of Spirit Hall?"
Bibi Dong did not know what to feel.
Her greatest obsession had once been to destroy Spirit Hall utterly, yet her unexpected son-in-law had saved all of it.
Spirit Hall had even developed into the Spirit Hall Empire, growing ever more powerful.
Even Qian Daoliu had been resurrected by Feng Xuanyuan, making Bibi Dong's expression stranger still.
"Uh... Mother-in-law?"
Feng Xuanyuan walked over slowly and spoke with a smile.
"The Rakshasa God is a First-Level God, after all. At full strength, you might even destroy the entire Douluo Plane."
"So for now, I've only restored your power to the level you had before your death, roughly the peak of a Third-Class Deity."
"Otherwise, if you caused irreversible damage to the whole Douluo Plane when the fighting starts in a moment, there would be no fun left to watch!"
Bibi Dong frowned.
"Fighting?"
Feng Xuanyuan nodded with a smile, then pointed toward the sky screen.
"That's right. I'd like you, the Rakshasa God, to take action and slay both your enemies from ten thousand years ago, Tang Hao and Ah Yin!"
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