Under Tang San's incredulous gaze, not only did the Unfixed Storm that had originally imprisoned Xiao Chen collapse entirely.
Even his Sea God's Light shattered like glass, vanishing inch by inch.
His taut body suddenly relaxed. Xiao Chen let out a long breath, his rigid muscles slowly loosening, yet the gravity in his eyes did not fade in the slightest; instead, it grew heavier.
He raised his head, staring fixedly at Tang San's divine consciousness nearby, whose understanding he had shattered with his own hands, watching warily for his reaction.
At that moment, unprecedented, towering waves were already raging within Tang San's divine consciousness, which occupied Tang Wulin's body.
Those eyes, originally bloodshot and filled with murderous intent, abruptly narrowed, their pupils trembling violently, brimming with disbelief and astonishment.
He stared fixedly at Xiao Chen, who had escaped unharmed and whose aura remained steady, his heart filled with a sense of absurdity and incomprehension.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Unfixed Storm was the signature divine skill of his Sea God Thirteen Forms, the foremost control skill in the Divine Realm, imprisoning all things and locking their bodies in place.
Even a god-level powerhouse taking his God King-level Unfixed Storm head-on would be forcibly imprisoned, unable to break free.
Yet the person before him was merely a three-ring Soul Elder in the thirties. Apart from his Sea of Consciousness, which Tang San could not see through, his cultivation was meager, his Soul Power shallow, and his body only a little stronger than an ordinary Soul Master's.
And such an ant, seemingly so easy to crush with a casual motion, had actually broken through his Unfixed Storm head-on!
Tang San's mind was thrown into turmoil. For the first time in ten thousand years, cracks appeared in his understanding as a God King.
His gaze locked onto the area around Xiao Chen, his divine consciousness spreading out at full strength.
The next instant, his gaze abruptly fixed on the orange block hovering above Xiao Chen's palm.
It was a strangely shaped pixelated block, something that had never appeared on the Douluo Continent. Orange light flowed throughout it, and obscure, mysterious patterns wreathed its surface, yet he could not probe it.
What alarmed him most was that, in his perception, deep within this tiny block lurked a trace of unknown power that stirred a faint fear even in him.
It belonged neither to Soul Power nor divine power nor the plane's laws, and even transcended the laws of the Divine Realm.
So that was it!
Understanding instantly dawned on Tang San. The shock in his eyes faded, replaced by deep wariness and gravity.
In his view, what was truly terrifying about the youth before him was this inconceivably bizarre treasure in his hand!
Having grasped the key, the surging murderous intent surrounding Tang San's divine consciousness abruptly receded, and most of that terrifying pressure that crushed all things vanished in an instant.
Tang San, who had been bristling with murderous intent a moment earlier, instantly adopted the air of a gentle, modest gentleman, pure as ice and jade.
The possessed Tang Wulin's expression softened. In a calm tone, bearing something of an elder's gentle manner toward a junior, he slowly spoke:
"Young fellow, there's no need to get worked up. I meant no harm just now. I was merely anxious for a moment and wanted to examine your true intentions, to confirm whether you intended to disrupt my arrangements to protect the Douluo Continent. I did not mean to hurt you."
The speed of this change of face was enough to leave anyone dumbstruck.
Having witnessed everything and personally endured that life-and-death pressure, Xiao Chen found it so laughable that he nearly failed to keep a straight face.
Especially with those words coming from Tang Wulin's innocent, youthful face, wearing the look of a kindly elder patiently imparting wisdom-the contrast could not have been greater.
Another embarrassing moment for Tang Wulin's record.
It was only thanks to Xiao Chen's steady disposition that he easily kept his composure, maintaining a stern, highly guarded expression without revealing the slightest opening.
I might seem to have broken free of his restraints and gained the upper hand, but in truth, I'm still on the back foot.
The Command Block's power was extremely unusual. Right now, he could not freely mobilize it or execute commands at all.
If he could control it freely, he would simply have fired off a /gamemodecreative just now, activated Creative Mode, and become invincible. There would have been no need to waste words with the other party.
With these restrictions, his only advantage now was to stall, to wear him down.
Tang San was ultimately only a lingering wisp of divine consciousness, not his true self descending.
Forcibly inhabiting Tang Wulin's body, he was bound to expend an enormous amount with every second he stayed.
As long as Xiao Chen stalled long enough, once the other party's divine consciousness exhausted its power, he would naturally be forced to retreat.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Chen simply followed the lead of his words, maneuvering back and forth and deliberately feigning half-belief as they silently faced off.
Seeing that Xiao Chen's eyes remained cold and his expression tense, without relaxing his guard, a trace of impatience flashed through Tang San's eyes before he deliberately concealed it.
When the gentle approach failed, he changed tactics again. His tone sank slightly, taking on some of a God King's majesty and intimidation as he pressured and threatened Xiao Chen.
"Young fellow, don't fail to appreciate what's good for you. I am no ordinary Soul Master, nor am I some villain."
"I am Tang San, the God King who ascended to the Divine Realm twenty thousand years ago, who holds the Sea God Godhood and also bears the Asura Godhood!"
"Surely you have heard of my illustrious reputation and glorious deeds on the Douluo Continent. With my status, why would I need to bully a junior?"
At those words, a perfectly measured trace of astonishment flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he feigned surprise as he asked in return:
"So you're the legendary Lord Sea God? Then why would you attack an insignificant Soul Master like me?"
That question struck straight at the heart of the matter, leaving Tang San momentarily speechless.
Tang San froze slightly, not expecting this seemingly young boy to be so meticulous in thought and so sharp with his words.
Still, hearing the surprise in Xiao Chen's tone, he secretly felt pleased. As expected, his mighty reputation as the Sea God still awed the entire Douluo Continent; there was no one who did not know him.
He feigned magnanimity and laughed heartily, his tone carrying a measure of patient guidance:
"Hahaha, young fellow, everything I did was to safeguard the peace of the plane. What happened just now was a misunderstanding, all caused by an outside object. Your heart is not bad. The fault lies not with you, but with the object in your hand."
"That thing in your hand is far too strange. The power it contains is extremely dangerous, beyond the plane's control, and could easily bring a great catastrophe upon heaven and earth."
"Keeping it in your hands will only bring disaster down upon your head. Entrust it to me for safekeeping, and I can guarantee you a peaceful life and let bygones be bygones."
Listening to this high-sounding rhetoric, Xiao Chen could only feel speechless.
He now thoroughly understood the way this self-proclaimed God of Wisdom operated.
One second, he had been brimming with murderous intent, seeking to erase Xiao Chen. When that failed, he immediately changed his face and offered goodwill, throwing his status around to pressure him. When intimidation failed, he tried to get the Command Block for nothing but empty words.
And he still dares call himself the God of Wisdom?
So everyone on the Douluo Continent has a negative IQ, is that it?
Still, judging by this, Tang San truly could not uncover the Command Block's nature. He even thought it was something like a divine artifact, when in reality, the Command Block was Xiao Chen's Martial Soul.
Just as Xiao Chen was silently scoffing and considering how to keep maneuvering and stalling, the orange Command Block hovering above his palm suddenly began to tremble slightly without warning!
Hum-
A faint humming quietly arose, perceptible and audible to Xiao Chen alone.
The Command Block, previously still and quiet, now actually emitted a ravenous desire to devour, locking onto the God King's divine consciousness possessing Tang Wulin.
At the same time, countless densely packed, disorderly lines of code quietly appeared on Tang San, winding around him layer upon layer.
This bizarre garbled code transcended the Douluo Plane's system, and only Xiao Chen could see it clearly.
Xiao Chen's heart gave a sudden leap as he instantly seized upon this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!
He could not actively use commands now and could do nothing to Tang San's divine consciousness.
But the Command Block could!
At that moment, the Command Block was conveying its desire to devour to him, pointing straight at Tang San. It clearly wanted to eat Tang San's God King divine consciousness!
Since I can't act, I'll let the Command Block act on its own!
At that thought, a cold smile curled Xiao Chen's lips. He no longer resisted, and spoke softly in feigned obedience:
"So that's how it is. Since Lord Sea God has spoken, for the sake of the plane's peace, I'll leave this thing for Lord Sea God to deal with."
He deliberately pretended to be awed by that mighty reputation and obediently compromise, slowly raising his hand as though offering up the Command Block.
Seeing this, a flash of delight instantly crossed Tang San's eyes. His tense mind relaxed, and an arrogant curve rose at the corners of his mouth as he said mildly, "A child who can be taught."
Tang San had not noticed in the slightest that the Command Block, seemingly about to be handed over, had locked firmly onto his wisp of God King divine consciousness, much less that countless lines of code had already appeared on his body!
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