"This new Asura God's plan is sinister. What should I do, friend?"
The God of the Mire had barely enjoyed a moment of happiness before realizing that this conspiracy was absolutely beyond its ability to resolve alone. Its eyes and mouth instantly drooped.
"The new Asura God you mentioned is named Tang San. Naturally, he wants to frame the God of Destruction this time because the two are at odds."
Chen Ping took out a Recording Pearl and a Black Dragon Reverse Scale. "Of these two things in my hands, the former will project the recording stored inside if you inject just a tiny bit of divine power. Be sure not to use too much, lest you break it. That way, everything Tang San did to you can be reproduced clearly."
"If the opportunity is right, you can pass it on to the God of Destruction. I imagine he certainly won't stand idly by over this."
"As for this Black Dragon Reverse Scale, I hope you can wait until the divine beasts in the Divine Beast Forest regain their senses, then pass it on to that Thunder Dragon elder. Everything I want to tell him is sealed inside this Reverse Scale."
Had there been enough time, Chen Ping certainly would not have minded doing more with a bodyguard as powerful as the God of the Mire around. But the difference in the flow of time between the Divine Realm and the mortal world was simply outrageous. For every extra minute or second Chen Ping spent in the Divine Realm, there was no telling what Ye Xishui might do on the Douluo Continent.
Of course, Chen Ping also hoped that, after being beaten to the point of triggering even her second martial soul's Phoenix Nirvana, Ye Xishui would choose to behave