In the Douluo God Realm, at the Sea God Hall.
"My friends, judge this matter for me. The God of Destruction and I are both God Kings, yet he acts so perversely. Is he not deliberately undermining the harmony of our Divine Realm, seeking to plunge it into internal strife?"
The Sea God Hall was exceptionally lively that day. Magnificent crystal chandeliers illuminated every meticulously arranged corner. Silver tableware gleamed on the lavish dining tables; every single piece was a demi-divine artifact that would inspire a frenzied scramble if taken to the lower realm.
Delicate aromas and the fragrance of fine divine wine filled the air. The gods seated around the tables wore equally splendid attire, their cloudlike fabrics of a kind that could never be found in the mortal world.
Yet the atmosphere inside the hall was far from harmonious. Instead, it was frighteningly solemn.
Tang San sat at the head of the table, and beside him sat his scabbard-oh, no, his beloved Xiao Wu.
Apart from several powerful First-Level Gods, those seated closest to him were the other members of the First-generation Shrek Seven Devils: War God Dai Mubai, God of Speed Zhu Zhuqing, Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong, Food God Oscar, and Phoenix God Ma Hongjun.
At Tang San's words, the assembled gods exchanged glances. But every one of these deities was at least tens of thousands of years old, so shrewd that even their eyelashes were hollow. They were clearly old hands at navigating workplace relationships.
They raised their wineglasses and smiled in acknowledgment, but none voiced a position.
Seeing their attitude, Tang San grew displeased and snorted coldly.
He naturally knew that his faction was far weaker than the God of Destruction's. Thus, between plotting against Huo Yuhao and the Douluo Continent, he had frequently visited