One day later.
Inside the central hall of the God Realm Committee, the atmosphere was so heavy it could almost drip water.
Tang San and the Destruction God King stood side by side in the middle of the hall, facing a massive bed formed from divine light.
On the bed, Lie Yan, the God King of Goodness, and Ji Dong, the Evil God King, lay beside each other. Their faces were as pale as paper, their breaths so faint they could barely be detected.
The divine light around them had completely gone out, and their once-radiant God Positions had also lost their luster.
If not for the extremely faint rise and fall of their chests, one might even have thought they had already perished.
"Their divine power was drained far too thoroughly," the Destruction God King said gravely. "Even their origins have been damaged. At this rate, even if they wake up, I'm afraid they'll struggle to ever return to their peak."
Tang San said nothing. He merely extended his hand, and a gentle blue divine light fell over the two of them.
The Sea God's power slowly seeped into their bodies, attempting to repair their damaged divine power origins.
But a moment later, Tang San withdrew his hand, his brows tightly furrowed.
"It won't work." He shook his head. "Their divine power origins are like wells that have been pumped dry. Even if we forcibly pour divine power into them, they won't recover in a short time."
"The Goddess of Life must intervene personally, using her life origin as a medium. Only then can they regain their vitality."
"Indeed-she's the one most skilled at this sort of method," the Destruction God King said quietly, a complicated look flashing through his eyes. "But the problem is, she has to be