Tang San Was Confined, Limitless's Absolute Defense

The great hall of the God Realm Committee.

The Five Great God Kings had all gathered there, along with numerous Second-Level Gods and First-Level Gods.

Two sides were facing off.

They were Tang San and the God of Destruction.

Behind the God of Destruction stood his subordinates, the Seven Gods of Original Sin.

Behind Tang San stood the Shrek Seven Devils, who had ascended to the Divine Realm with him.

However, one of their number was missing: the Nine-Colored Goddess, Ning Rongrong.

She had been imprisoned in the Divine Realm Prison for interfering with the lower realm without authorization.

"Tang San, I'll give you two choices."

"First, hand over the Divine Realm Center and serve one year in the Divine Realm Prison."

"Second, I will personally execute that Second-Level God who dared interfere with a lower plane without authorization."

Seeing Tang San's utterly gloomy expression filled the God of Destruction with delight.

After more than twenty years, he had finally gained the upper hand for once.

Tang San's thoughts raced. Inwardly, he had already cursed the God of Destruction a hundred times.

Ning Rongrong is another one who can accomplish nothing but ruin everything. How could she let that bastard Destruction get something to use against us?

"Brother San, you have to save Rongrong."

Oscar, the God of Food, spoke anxiously. This was actually the first he had heard of the matter, and he felt as though the sky had collapsed.

Hearing that Ning Rongrong might be executed made Oscar even more anxious.

Tang San frowned inwardly, but remembering that he still needed his companions' support in the Divine Realm, he spoke gently:

"Don't worry. We Shrek Seven Devils are one. Rongrong will be fine."

The God of Destruction gave a mocking smile.

"Indeed, Tang San. Hurry up and make your choice."

Tang San turned his gaze toward Kindness and Evil.

Seeing the two avert their eyes, he cursed inwardly, then looked toward the Goddess of Life.

"Tang San, you really did violate the Divine Realm's rules this time."

The Goddess of Life spoke slowly.

Realizing that the tide had turned against him, Tang San's expression darkened.

He still had his ten-thousand-year plan. If he really spent a year locked in the Divine Realm Prison, it would be too late for everything.

But he could not abandon Ning Rongrong either.

"I can give you the Divine Realm Center, but I won't accept being locked in the Divine Realm Prison for a year."

Several more rounds of negotiations followed.

Tang San's sentence was reduced from one year to ten days.

The Divine Realm Center in Tang San's possession was also handed over to the God of Destruction.

Listening to the God of Destruction's delighted laughter, Tang San felt his mood grow worse.

Tang San calculated inwardly.

I still have plenty of contingencies in the Douluo World. Surely nothing can stir up much trouble in ten years?

"Wow, wow, wow! It's so big! So long! Junior Yang, did you really do this?"

Tang Ya stood beside the two-meter-deep trench, staring in amazement at the devastation before her.

After absorbing her Soul Ring, she had been told everything.

She had then rushed over to inspect the situation.

[Host gained Emotional Value from Tang Ya +555]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Bei Bei +99]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Huo Yuhao +199]

"As genuine as it gets."

Yang Lin spoke with a cheerful smile.

Hearing his certainty, Tang Ya's eyes lit up again.

With such incredible talent and such formidable abilities, she had to find a way to recruit him into the Tang Sect.

Although they had refused once, there was still plenty of time. What if they changed their minds someday?

"This year's freshmen are probably in for a rough time. With Brother Yang around, they'll probably only be fighting for second place, even if they give it everything they have."

Bei Bei made a joke, his form of address changing from Little Brother Yang to Brother Yang.

He could not help it. This white-haired youth's strength was simply terrifying.

Especially that final purple ball of light. If it had hit him, he would probably have been reduced to ashes in an instant.

With strength like that, calling him Little Brother Yang would no longer be very polite.

"Never mind the freshmen, Junior Yang. Even among us upperclassmen, you'd definitely rank near the top."

Tang Ya had already begun quietly flattering him, planning to butter him up first.

Then recruiting him into the Tang Sect should be a little easier... right?

"Of course! Big Brother Yang is the strongest."

Huo Yuhao chimed in. He truly believed it.

"Oh, and Brother Wu too. You two will probably be this year's Twin Stars."

Bei Bei recalled the sight of Wu Liuqi being swatted away by a bear's paw, only to remain as lively as ever.

Even now, he still found it a little unbelievable.

An ordinary Soul Emperor would probably have lost half his life after taking such a solid blow from a dark gold terrorclaw bear.

Yet this rather scrawny-looking boy had still looked completely unhurt.

His physique was truly a little terrifying.

"Twin Stars or whatever, I don't care. As long as I have enough customers to give haircuts to, that's fine."

Wu Liuqi waved dismissively. He had never particularly liked fighting anyway.

How could fighting give him as much satisfaction as cutting someone's hair?

The corner of Bei Bei's eye twitched. Brother Wu loved cutting hair as much as ever.

Although Wu Liuqi had shocked him greatly, it was nothing compared to the shock of seeing Yang Lin stop a bear's paw with one finger.

Bei Bei looked at Yang Lin, wanting to speak but hesitating. After some thought, he finally gritted his teeth and asked:

"Um, Brother Yang, could I ask you something? Of course, you don't have to answer if it's inconvenient. It's presumptuous of me to ask in the first place."

"How did you block the dark gold terrorclaw bear's attack with just one finger?"

That was what Bei Bei was most curious about. He could not help it; the impact of that scene had been too great.

Yang Lin had been waiting for precisely that question.

I was waiting for you to ask. If you don't ask, how am I supposed to tell you about my incredibly powerful skill? If I don't tell you, how am I supposed to earn Emotional Value?

"Oh, it's not really a secret I can't share."

As he spoke, Yang Lin held out both hands.

"Come on, let's high-five. Come on, come on."

Although Bei Bei was a little confused, he still stepped forward and held out a hand.

He lightly brought it toward that slender, fair-skinned palm.

To Bei Bei's surprise, when his palm was only two or three centimeters from Yang Lin's, his hand could not advance any farther.

Tang Ya and Huo Yuhao, watching curiously from the side, came over to try it too.

They discovered that the effect was the same.

All of them exclaimed in wonder.

"This..."

"This is my... innate ability, you could say. You can think of it like this: whenever any physical attack is about to hit me, it slows down. The closer the attack gets to me, the slower it becomes."

"I call this ability Limitless."

Yang Lin figured they probably would not understand Zeno's Paradox, so he simply explained it in terms they could understand.

"So when these attacks get infinitely close to you, they're effectively motionless?"

Bei Bei was clearly extremely clever and instantly grasped the secret behind it.

He looked at Yang Lin as though he were looking at a monster.

Could such a terrifying ability really exist on this continent?

Didn't this ability called Limitless make his defense invincible?

Now that was a true Invincible Shield.