The Asura God's Divine Power Appears

Above the void of the Mystic Ice Illusion Realm, a throne formed from Void Profound Ice hovered in midair.

Ye Guixu sat upon it, his elbow resting on the armrest, his gaze heavy as he looked down at the mutilated body being savagely whipped below.

Tang Hao's screams echoed through the dim ice-crystal space, one after another.

He had been stripped of his limbs, his entire body a bloody mess. The clothing on his back had long since been shredded into strips, and every lash of the dark red vines tore away a patch of skin and flesh.

Dark Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin stood a few steps away, raising the dark red vines in her hand high before bringing them down viciously, each lash landing precisely where it hurt him most.

Beside her, Puppet Tang Hao stood with his arms folded, a cold, mocking curl to his lips, as though watching a piece of trash unworthy of a second glance.

Behind Ye Guixu, Yan Lingji's soft palms gently kneaded his shoulders as her warm body leaned against him:

"Master, you seem to have avenged yourself, yet you aren't happy."

"Seeing this bastard tortured like this certainly soothed the hatred I felt over him hunting me down."

Ye Guixu's gaze fell upon the mangled body below. "But it's still not enough."

Tide Siren leaned close from the other side, massaging his arm with both hands as she whispered:

"Master, shall I add a few more methods? I guarantee he'll bitterly regret ever coming into this world. It'll help vent your anger."

Her voice was gentle, yet carried a chill that sent shivers down the spine.

"I have mental toxins that can corrode his body and keep him trapped in nightmares. Torture of both mind and flesh-even unconsciousness won't offer an escape."

Yan Lingji smiled too, a dangerous light flickering in her crimson eyes:

"As for his flesh... we can burn it little by little with flames. Oh, didn't this bastard violate his son? Why not bring over a few wild boars?"

She tilted her head slightly, as though seriously considering the feasibility of this plan.

"I imagine he'd rather enjoy it."

Listening to the two women's "suggestions" from either side, Ye Guixu fell silent for a moment.

When did these two become so good at torturing people?

Still... it does suit my tastes.

"Master, you don't seem to be doing this merely to torture him."

Yan Lingji studied Ye Guixu's expression and found little of the satisfaction of revenge in his eyes. Instead, there was something deeper.

"Correct."

"This bastard shouldn't be like this."

"His son, Tang San, should be a puppet of the Divine Realm's Asura God King."

"His memories, his understanding, even his soul-all of it was forcibly filled in by the Asura God. That bastard wanted to abdicate quickly, lay down his armor, return to the fields, and enjoy his remaining years? I don't believe it."

Gu Yuena straightened on the ice platform beside the throne, a trace of surprise flashing through her eyes:

"The Asura God? He interfered with the lower realm?"

"He did far more than interfere," Ye Guixu said coldly.

"The day Tang San was born was also the day the Spirit Hall's Pontiff led several Titled Douluo in pursuit of Tang Hao."

"Even after receiving the Blue Silver Emperor's sacrifice and reaching level 92, this bastard used the Sect Secret Technique, the Great Sumeru Hammer's Ring Detonation, killing one and severely wounding two."

"But the price of the Great Sumeru Hammer was losing his soul rings for three days and leaving his body weakened. He had to wait over a month before using it again.

"Yet he fought them for three days and nights back then. Even a level-99 Peerless Douluo couldn't stop him."

Gu Yuena frowned slightly. "You mean... someone was secretly helping him?"

"And if that old bastard, the Asura God King, really wanted to train a successor and leave quickly, Tang San's ancestor was right there in Slaughter City. He was stuck at Asura's Eight Trials only because the Rakshasa God interfered."

"If he truly wanted to pass on his divine position, how could he abandon Tang Chen, who had undertaken Asura's Eight Trials?"

"After all, it was another god's interference that kept him from continuing."

"All he had to do was make a slight adjustment, and Tang Chen could quickly inherit the divine position, while he could relinquish it."

"But he never did anything of the sort."

"I increasingly suspect the Asura God was cultivating a puppet."

Ye Guixu raised his hand and pointed at the barely breathing shell below.

"Looking at him now, the Divine Slaughter's Domain inside him carries a trace of divine power."

After his strength increased, he could see more clearly.

A wisp of power that did not belong to the mortal world lingered within Tang Hao's Divine Slaughter's Domain.

What else could power beyond the mortal world be?

What a difficult guess.

Hearing Ye Guixu's conjecture, all three women showed undisguised disdain.

"In that case... the Asura God really was behind it."

A trace of coldness rose in Gu Yuena's eyes.

"Otherwise, with this bastard's strength, he couldn't possibly have lasted that long."

"And he repeatedly used a secret technique with an enormous cost, yet still managed to escape with his life from a level-99 Peerless Douluo's pursuit."

"So, Guixu, you want to force him out?"

Gu Yuena turned to look at Ye Guixu.

"As soon as he comes out, I'll help you slaughter him. The Divine Realm is gone now anyway. This wisp of his divine power is nothing but rootless duckweed."

"After consuming so much Void Profound Ice, I've suppressed quite a bit of the Asura Divine Power within me. Though I'm still some distance from a complete recovery, dealing with a mere wisp of a divine-power avatar shouldn't be a problem."

Ye Guixu glanced at her. "What's the rush? Let him come out on his own first."

With a thought from him, Puppet Tang Hao and the Dark Blue Silver Emperor below received new orders simultaneously.

The Clear Sky Hammer in Puppet Tang Hao's hand abruptly enlarged, wrapped in a dark crimson glow, and smashed viciously into Tang Hao's remaining body, driving him into the ice and sending shards flying.

Dark Ah Yin's vines coiled around his neck like snakes and lifted him into the air, their thorns sinking deep into his flesh.

Tang Hao's screams grew weaker with each cry, his mind teetering on the brink of collapse.

Just then-

A bone-chilling voice suddenly rang throughout the entire Mystic Ice Illusion Realm.

"Enough."

Crimson light peeled away from within Tang Hao, spreading like a tide and swiftly engulfing the entire space.

A Three-Headed, Six-Armed Asura God Phantom a thousand feet tall slowly appeared, and the entire Mystic Ice Illusion Realm trembled faintly beneath its pressure.

"Asura God, how dare you!"

Ye Guixu shouted coldly, "You dare interfere with the lower realm without permission!"

Ye Guixu's cold shout left even the Asura God somewhat bewildered.

He's turned the very order of heaven upside down!

"Human... how dare you!"

The Asura God's Divine Sense hovered in midair, looking down at Ye Guixu on the throne, his voice deep and icy:

"You dare ruin this God King's plans!"

"Heh, ruin your plans?"

"The Divine Realm was swept away, yet you left a wisp of divine power hiding here for so long. Finally willing to come out?"

"You discovered this God King and still dare act so arrogantly. You have courted your own death."

The Asura God's killing intent poured down as though solid, and the entire Mystic Ice Illusion Realm trembled faintly beneath that crimson pressure.

His gaze swept past Ye Guixu's side, and when it landed on Gu Yuena, his voice grew several degrees colder.

"Silver Dragon King, I cleaved you in two with a single strike back then, and you fled to Douluo Star to cling to life until now. You still refuse to repent?"

Gu Yuena straightened slightly from where she had been reclining on the ice platform, a cold sneer rising in her eyes.

"A single strike? You're quite practiced at gilding your own face. If the Dragon God hadn't remained lucid and let you land that strike, you probably couldn't have cut off even one of his scales." Ye Guixu scoffed.

"As for Tang Hao, he's my prey. I don't give a damn whether you're a God King or not. The Divine Realm is gone, and you're nothing but a wisp of divine power. What gives you the confidence to strut around flaunting your might?"

"Get lost!"

That wisp of the Asura God's divine power instantly flew into an uncontrollable rage.

Even with only a trace of divine consciousness remaining, his dignity as the Divine Realm Judge and one of the Five Great God Kings could not tolerate such provocation from a mortal.

His eyes were crimson as he stared at Ye Guixu, brimming with murderous intent.

"You're courting death!"

A blood-red phantom of the Asura Demon Sword condensed in his hand. Its crimson edge burned with the power of judgment, carrying enough might to sever laws as it slashed straight down at Ye Guixu's head.

At that instant, the crimson sword light dyed the entire Mystic Ice Illusion Realm blood-red.

But the next moment-

Ye Guixu's eyes abruptly lit up.

His left eye was pitch-black as an abyss; his right shone white as the first light.

His Black-and-White Twin Pupils opened simultaneously. A black hole and a white hole suddenly appeared in the void, spinning at tremendous speed before abruptly closing together and merging into one.

At that instant, heaven and earth lost their color, as though space itself had been frozen by the power erupting from those twin pupils.

"Old bastard."

"Here's a blow for you-Doomsday Heaven and Earth!"

Chaos-like light erupted from the depths of those twin pupils, sweeping toward the Asura God's Divine Sense with terrifying power capable of annihilating everything.

Wherever that interwoven black-and-white light passed, air, sound, light, and space itself seemed to be erased by an invisible hand, returning to absolute nothingness.

The Asura God's pupils abruptly contracted, and he fiercely slashed out with the phantom Asura Demon Sword in his hand:

"Asura Judgment!"

The crimson power of judgment violently collided with the interwoven black-and-white power of doomsday.

The entire Mystic Ice Illusion Realm shook violently. Countless pieces of Void Profound Ice shattered in the same instant, scattering ice crystals as though the whole space were collapsing.

Yet when the crimson light met the interwoven black-and-white torrent, it was as though it had struck an insurmountable wall.

Like an awakened primordial beast opening its enormous jaws, the black-and-white light swallowed the Asura God's power of judgment along with the Crimson Phantom behind him.

The Asura God lowered his head to look at his disintegrating hands, disbelief appearing on his face.

"How... is this possible?!"

The phantom Asura Demon Sword he had condensed, that power of law capable of judging all gods, failed to withstand even a single breath before the black-and-white light devoured it completely.

More terrifying still, that power was tearing apart his divine sense, corroding the structure of every trace of his divine consciousness inch by inch, as though even "existence" itself were being dismantled into the most fundamental nothingness.

Standing behind Ye Guixu, Gu Yuena looked up at the scene, her purple eyes narrowing slightly.

"The doomsday power of a black hole and a white hole... it's even more terrifying than I imagined."

Yan Lingji and Tide Siren exchanged a glance without speaking, but undisguisable shock flashed in both their eyes.

They knew their master was strong, but they had never imagined he was already this powerful.

The Asura God's phantom disintegrated inch by inch within the light, his three-headed, six-armed outline resembling shattered glass, accompanied by an incredulous roar:

"Impossible! A mere mortal!!"

He sensed a trace of an incomprehensible aura mixed within that power. It felt exactly like the Space-Time Turbulence.

His crimson eyes stared fixedly at Ye Guixu, as though trying to see through this mortal's soul and body alike:

"No, this familiar power! It was you! You brought the Space-Time Turbulence!"

"How could you possibly... how could-!!"

Before he could finish, the interwoven black-and-white light swallowed him completely, leaving not even the slightest residue.

Everything returned to silence, as though that earth-shaking clash had never happened.

Ye Guixu slowly lowered his hand. The radiance of his Black-and-White Twin Pupils gradually receded, while the two miniature vortices deep within them continued to turn slowly.

"A mere mortal?"

Ye Guixu snorted coldly.

"The Divine Realm was swept away. A wisp of divine power like you thinks you're worthy of calling me 'mere'?"

Gu Yuena looked at the empty space.

"Erased just like that. A wisp of a God King's divine sense didn't even have room to struggle."

The light of Ye Guixu's Black-and-White Twin Pupils faded completely.

"Just a wisp of a remnant god, nothing but rootless duckweed. I told him to get lost. Since he insisted on staying, he could stay forever."

Yan Lingji stepped forward again to massage his shoulders, her soft palms gently kneading his shoulder blades:

"You're right, Master. The Divine Realm is gone, yet a wisp of a remnant god still puts on the airs of a God King. Keeping him around would only be an eyesore."

"But, Master..."

Tide Siren leaned closer from the other side, a trace of puzzlement in her purple eyes.

"That last thing he said... 'You brought the Space-Time Turbulence.' Have you brought Space-Time Turbulence here before?"

Ye Guixu did not answer immediately. He leaned back on the throne, lowering his gaze slightly.

"I'm wondering about that too."

He reached into his Inner Space and took out the ice-blue bead.

The Galaxy Star.

The bead lay quietly in his palm, emitting faint pulses like a kind of silent breathing.

He stared at it for a long while before slowly speaking:

"When did I ever bring Space-Time Turbulence here? I only broke through recently. What ability would I have to bring something like that?"

Gu Yuena leaned her head over, her purple eyes curiously studying the blue bead:

"You mean this bead brought the Space-Time Turbulence?"

Ye Guixu slowly tightened his grip around the Galaxy Star.

"The Galaxy Star was formed from Creation God Aotian's lifetime of power. Its standing far surpasses the Douluo World."

Yan Lingji frowned. "So what the Asura God said at the end... he meant Master's Galaxy Star brought the Space-Time Turbulence?"

"Possibly, but not necessarily."

Ye Guixu put the Galaxy Star back into his Inner Space, looking thoughtful.

"After all, it's only a Divine Realm. If it wanted to annihilate it, that would be effortless."

"The universe Creation God Aotian created isn't an incredibly fragile universe like the Douluo World."

"There's simply no comparison between the two."

Hearing Ye Guixu speak with such certainty, all the women were deeply shocked.

The Tide Siren leaned gently against his shoulder, concern in her voice:

"Then, Master, do you think... the Asura God might have left contingency plans elsewhere?"

"Hard to say."

Ye Guixu's gaze returned to the mangled body on the ice below, which had already lost consciousness completely.

"But since he exposed this wisp of divine power, it means he's getting desperate. The longer something stays hidden, the more it shows a fear of being unearthed."

Gu Yuena also looked toward Tang Hao on the ice, a trace of coldness in her purple eyes:

"What about him, then? He's no longer of any use, is he?"

"He still is."

The corners of Ye Guixu's mouth lifted slightly.

"I won't let him die such a quick and painless death."

"But since that fellow is dead, I'll sift through the puppet Asura God's memories and see just what's in there."

The women immediately came to their senses.

Of course-as long as someone entered the Mystic Ice Illusion Realm, a puppet copy of them would be created, possessing all their abilities and memories.