Tang San's words reassured the people present somewhat.
Xiao Wu stood beside him, gazing at him with determination.
But only Tang San himself knew that what he truly thought was not as simple as it seemed.
Uniting the Divine Realm was important.
But before that, he had to find out how strong Yue Guan really was!
If Yue Guan had nothing but the title of God King, then the Divine Realm would naturally still have room to respond.
But if Yue Guan's power far exceeded his expectations, then everything that followed would have to be planned anew.
A test!
He had to find a chance to test Yue Guan!
Only by actually crossing hands with him could he judge what kind of power Yue Guan possessed!
Having made up his mind, Tang San hesitated no longer.
The next moment, he raised a hand and beckoned.
A beam of blood-red divine light suddenly flew out from the depths of the temple and landed in his palm.
The Asura Sacred Sword!
Scarlet divine power flowed along the blade like blood, and a chilling killing intent instantly filled the entire temple.
As Tang San tightened his grip on the hilt, the terrifying pressure of the Asura God King burst outward.
His presence, too, became incomparably sharp at that moment.
"Since the gods of the Underworld can return to Douluo Star, there's no need for me to keep waiting."
Tang San slowly raised the Asura Sacred Sword, his gaze piercing the boundary between the Divine Realm and the mortal world.
"Let's see just what this White Impermanence Yue Guan can do!"
As his words fell, Tang San's figure abruptly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot straight out of the temple.
Although Douluo Star suppressed the gods of the Divine Realm to a certain extent, that suppression was not enough to hinder Tang San, who had already become a God King.
Besides, he was not going to Douluo Star to fight Yue Guan to the death right away.
He only wanted to confirm for himself whether Yue Guan was truly powerful enough to threaten the Divine Realm!
At that moment, on Douluo Continent, Yin winds were gathering amid the ruins of the former Spirit City.
As soon as White Impermanence Yue Guan descended, the entire sky seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force.
The once-bright sky gradually darkened, black clouds churned, and the light between heaven and earth dimmed with them.
Black Yin God Power spread in all directions, causing the nearby Soul Masters to hold their breath involuntarily.
Yue Guan stood atop the ruins, slowly surveying his surroundings.
This had once been an important seat of Spirit Hall.
But now, its former glory had long since been reduced to broken walls and rubble, leaving only desolate ruins to tell of all that had once happened.
At the sight before him, Yue Guan's expression faltered slightly.
A moment later, he sighed softly.
"Things remain, but the people are gone..."
Before he could reflect further, however, a surge of powerful divine power thundered down from the horizon!
Blood-red light tore through the gloomy sky.
Tang San, wielding the Asura Sacred Sword and cloaked in the pressure of a God King, plunged straight down from high above!
His appearance instantly drew the attention of forces across Douluo Continent.
Countless people looked up.
Once they saw the figure clearly, the tense atmosphere immediately changed.
"It's Tang San!"
"God King Tang is here!"
"Wonderful! With God King Tang here, what waves could a mere White Impermanence Yue Guan possibly stir up?"
"That's right! Tang San is the core of the Shrek Seven Devils and a God King of the Divine Realm! With him taking action, what do we have to fear?"
Cheers rang out across the continent.
The leaders of the forces who had been trembling with fear at Yue Guan's descent now seemed to have found their anchor again.
In their eyes, though Yue Guan had become a God King, Tang San was a God King too.
With two God Kings meeting face-to-face, the victor had yet to be determined.
At least Tang San's appearance had given them hope of standing against the Underworld.
Hearing the cheers coming from all directions, Tang San's expression softened slightly.
He could sense that countless people on Douluo Continent were watching him.
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the days when countless people had placed their hopes in him.
Before he could speak, however, he saw Yue Guan slowly turn around.
That familiar face came into view.
Yue Guan held a mourning staff, a tall hat bearing the words "Fortune upon first sight" on his head, his white robes swaying gently in the Yin wind.
Facing Tang San, who had come wreathed in Asura Divine Power, he showed not the slightest panic.
Even his gaze scarcely changed.
He merely looked Tang San up and down, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly in a meaningful smile.
"Tang San?"
Yue Guan softly spoke the name, as though recalling someone from long ago.
Then he shook his head, a trace of casual disdain in his voice.
"It really has been a long time since I heard that name."
White Impermanence Yue Guan's dismissive words immediately darkened Tang San's expression.
As a God King of the Divine Realm who had once led the Shrek Seven Devils to the pinnacle of the continent, when had Tang San ever been treated with such contempt?
And the person standing before him now was an elder of the former Spirit Hall!
The more casually Yue Guan behaved, the harder it became for Tang San to suppress the flames of anger in his heart.
"What a White Impermanence you are, Yue Guan!"
Tang San gripped the Asura Sacred Sword tightly, scarlet divine power slowly flowing along the blade.
"It seems the Underworld has taught you quite a few things, to make you look down even on the Divine Realm!"
Despite his words, Tang San's gaze never left Yue Guan.
He was observing.
He observed Yue Guan's presence and the fluctuations of his divine power, and more than that, he observed just what kind of strength this White Impermanence possessed.
Yet the more he observed, the more puzzled Tang San became.
Yue Guan was simply too calm.
His white robes fluttered gently in the wind, and the mourning staff in his hand showed no earth-shaking phenomenon.
Most importantly, Yue Guan's divine power was extremely restrained. Unlike Tang San, he had not released his God King-level pressure without reservation.
Had he not seen the scenes in the sky screen with his own eyes, Tang San would even have doubted whether the man before him truly possessed God King-level strength.
Could it be that the so-called gods of the Underworld were not actually as powerful as he had imagined?
Or perhaps the rewards Yue Guan had received had only elevated his divine rank, while his actual combat strength was still far from the corresponding level?
All manner of guesses flashed through Tang San's mind.
He did not lower his guard because of them, but he could not help looking down on Yue Guan a little.
At least at this moment, Yue Guan's demeanor did not give him the sense of pressure he had expected.
Naturally, the change in Tang San's expression did not escape Yue Guan's eyes.
An amused smile appeared at the corners of the former Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth, now the White Impermanence of the Underworld.
"Oh?"
"From the look of you, it seems you really don't take me seriously?"
Yue Guan gently waved the mourning staff in his hand, his tone leisurely.
"Interesting. Very interesting."
"It seems that unless I let you experience the Underworld's methods for yourself, you'll really think you can act presumptuously before me."
As his words fell, a hint of coldness finally appeared in his previously calm eyes.
Since Tang San had come to his door of his own accord, he didn't mind letting this God King of the Divine Realm have a good taste of the Underworld's majesty!
Meanwhile, in the Underworld.
Inside Fengdu Hall, many Yin gods had gathered.
All eyes were fixed on the sky screen, and as they watched Tang San and Yue Guan confront each other from a distance, each showed an expression of keen interest.
After all, Tang San was quite famous on Douluo Continent.
He had once been a central figure among the Shrek Seven Devils, and now he was a God King of the Divine Realm, wielding power enough to influence the situation on Douluo Star.
Yet a figure like him had now come looking for White Impermanence Yue Guan of his own accord.
This confrontation naturally aroused the interest of the gods of the Underworld.
Especially Qian Daoliu.
The moment he saw Tang San standing before Yue Guan with the Asura Sacred Sword in hand, a coldness that was hard to conceal appeared in his eyes.
The scene of Spirit Hall's destruction once again surfaced in his mind.
The strength and methods Tang San had displayed in that battle remained fresh in Qian Daoliu's memory to this day.
Many of Spirit Hall's experts had fallen, and the once-glorious force had crumbled.
And he, the Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall, had also felt pain in that final battle!
Had he not later entered the Underworld through a chance encounter, he would probably have vanished from the world entirely long ago.
Now, history seemed poised to repeat itself.
Only this time, what stood before Tang San was no longer the Spirit Hall that had already fallen into decline.
It was White Impermanence Yue Guan, who had become a God King!
At that thought, a flicker of anticipation passed through Qian Daoliu's eyes.
"Elder Yue Guan, this time, you mustn't disappoint me!"
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying emotions he had suppressed for a long time.