Above the Douluo Plane, countless people looked up at that deity. Under everyone's gaze, the elegant deity slowly raised his hand, and an enormous arena appeared beyond the cosmos.
The enormous arena covered roughly a hundred kilometers. Compared with Douluo Star beside it, it was insignificant, but as a competition venue, it was immense.
"I have heard injustice, and I shall bring fairness! Now, let us invite the Plane Masters of the two planets to a magnificent showdown! The victor will receive this cluster of Immortal Qi in my hand!"
Lin Huan snapped his fingers, and a colorless cloud appeared in his hand. This was Immortal Qi, enough Immortal Qi to let a Limit Douluo ascend to godhood on the spot!
As his words fell, endless red chains surged in from every direction above the horizon, spreading into the planar space of the Douluo Plane.
Within the Douluo Plane's planar space, an exceedingly rugged, towering figure stared fixedly at the God of Games who had suddenly descended.
Just as he tried to contact the Sea God's Divine Sense within Tang Wulin, countless red chains descended into this space the next instant. Tang Hao's expression changed drastically.
"Bastard! I am the Sea God's father! You dare lay a hand on me! Little San will never let you get away with this!"
His furious roars echoed endlessly through the planar space, while an enormous seven-colored hammer appeared in his hand.
The enormous seven-colored Clear Sky Hammer slammed into the orange-red chains, yet failed to damage them in the slightest.
He struggled desperately, but the chains easily wrapped around his entire body. At the same time, another chain lashed out, striking Tang Hao hard across the face.
With an exceptionally crisp crack, a bloody welt appeared on Tang Hao's face, and Lin Huan's voice rang out.
"And what the hell are you? A beast who usurped the Plane Master's divine position, yet you dare bark before me, a First-Level Main God?"
As his words fell, the red chains forcibly dragged Tang Hao out and slammed him onto the enormous Cosmic Soul Fighting Arena.
Meanwhile, on the other side, countless orange-red chains likewise swept into the Abyss Plane. The Abyssal Sage King kept fleeing and darting about, swinging the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd in his hand to block the incoming chains, but he only managed to withstand the first few waves.
Afterward, he too was bound and forcibly dragged out of the Abyss Plane. As the Abyssal Sage King was pulled out, his strength fell from that of a First-Level God to a Second-Level God.
Both planes' Plane Masters fell into the great cosmic arena under Lin Huan's control, and this scene was simultaneously projected within the Douluo Plane and the Abyss Plane.
Everyone watched without blinking, while the God of Games introduced the two sides with impassioned enthusiasm.
"Now, allow me to formally introduce the combatant representing the Douluo Plane: the Sea God's father, the man who usurped the Plane Master's divine position, the Clear Sky Douluo from twenty thousand years ago, Tang Hao!"
As his introduction ended, everyone in the Douluo Plane froze, staring fixedly at that utterly disheveled, burly man.
"The Sea God's father? Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao?!"
"No way! Is this real? Can someone really live for twenty thousand years?"
"Could it be... becoming a god is real!"
"Of course it's real! Look at that God of Games. He's a living, breathing true god!"
As this news spread, it was like a depth charge had been dropped, a single statement stirring up a thousand waves. Becoming a god was actually real! Still, that had little to do with ordinary people like them.
Meanwhile, the upper ranks of the major factions wore varying expressions. Every member of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion stared at the screen high in the sky, their gazes fixed on that burly figure.
"The Plane Master? How is that possible?! How could our Douluo Plane's Plane Master be Clear Sky Douluo!"
The black-haired young man at their head looked at Tang Hao on the screen, his eyes filled with bewilderment. The man could not possibly be the Plane Master. Normally, a Plane Master was a Plane Spirit born and nurtured by nature, the mother of all living beings within a plane.
Yet Tang Hao was a human with a clearly traceable life. How could he be the Plane Master? Furthermore, throughout the Abyss's invasions of the Douluo Plane over the past several thousand years, they had never seen the Plane Master intervene to resist it. The resistance had depended entirely on humans organizing themselves.
One could say this Plane Master was no different from trash. They had even suspected that the Douluo Plane had no Plane Master.
Yet not long ago, when Yun Ming's spiritual power broke through into Divine Consciousness, he had distinctly felt the Plane Master's suppression. He had been baffled. Was this Plane Master sick in the head? Instead of suppressing the Abyss, he suppressed the growth of the Douluo Plane's inhabitants and even prevented the birth of an interstellar age.
Indeed, as long as the Douluo Plane's inhabitants broke through to true godhood, they could roam the cosmos. Preventing them from becoming gods was little different from preventing the birth of an interstellar age.
At the same time, the upper ranks of the major factions sank into similar contemplation. They had all sensed an immense, unseen suppression. Now that they saw the Plane Master was actually a person, it was clear that he was deliberately preventing humanity from advancing.
Meanwhile, in the Star Dou Great Forest, the once-flourishing forest that had covered an area comparable to an entire empire had been reduced to a lone Core Circle. The vast gathering place that had once housed a million Soul Beasts now had only around a hundred Soul Beasts still active within it. Land-dwelling Soul Beasts were practically on the verge of extinction.
Now, the many Ferocious Beasts fell silent as they watched the divine miracle above the horizon. Among them, the strongest black dragon stared at the God of Games in a daze.
He remembered that someone had indeed ascended ten thousand years ago. He still remembered that presence. It was exactly the same as this one! At the same time, an image flashed through his mind of a human approaching him, hoping to cooperate with him to create a god.
That human had been only thirty years old, yet already possessed the makings of a Demigod. However, Di Tian had been immersed in grief over the disappearance of the Soul Beasts' fortune at the time and had refused outright. Huo Yuhao had broken his promise, and he no longer trusted other humans.
Had he been at his peak-the captain of the Dragon God's personal guard, the son of the Light and Dark Dragon Kings, personally taught the divine skill Dragon God Claw by the Dragon God-he would not have feared the other party.
But now, he was merely an ant who had not even reached god level. If the other party truly wanted to do something, even mate his lord right in front of him, he could do nothing. He could only hope the other party bore them no ill will.
Only in the direction of Sea God Island did a gleam flash through the Demon Empress's eyes as she watched that figure above the horizon.
"Have you finally come to fulfill your promise..."
After introducing Tang Hao, Lin Huan turned the screen's view toward the other man.
"Now, next, please welcome the Plane Master of the Abyss Plane, the Abyssal Sage King!"
The Abyssal Sage King's appearance also caused an uproar. Many people knew nothing about the Abyss; only the upper ranks knew of the Abyss Plane's invasion. Yet they had never expected the Abyss Plane to actually have a deity!
This Battle of the Two Gods shook all of Douluo Star. Everyone locked their gazes on the enormous screen, watching the scene without blinking.
On the screen, Tang Hao's eyes were filled with panic as he looked at the wary Abyssal Sage King opposite him. Once again, he pointed at Lin Huan and cursed.
"Bastard! My son is a God King! My granddaughter's husband is also a First-Level Main God! You dare treat me like this? Little San will never let you get away with it!"
Against the Abyssal Sage King, Tang Hao had not the slightest chance of victory. Had they been within the Douluo Plane, Tang Hao could have used planar suppression to deal with the Abyssal Sage King, while unleashing power at the level of a Second-Level God himself.
But now, they were beyond Douluo Star. Away from Douluo Star, his Plane Master's divine position received no amplification, and Tang Hao's strength had fallen to that of a Third-Level God. He could not possibly be the Abyssal Sage King's match.
Against the First-Level Main God Lin Huan or the Abyssal Sage King, he had not the slightest chance of victory. He could only invoke his son Tang San's name, attempting to frighten the other party off.
Faced with Tang Hao's renewed provocation, Lin Huan folded his arms across his chest. His previously lively, host-like commentary tone vanished completely.
"Ant, is that how you address this god?"
His icy words rang out as though laden with countless layers of frost. At the same time, the joyful red mask on Lin Huan's face instantly turned into a black mask of anger.
Vast divine might pressed down. Tang Hao's face immediately paled under the pressure, and he crashed to his knees, yet he still spoke stubbornly.
"Killing me is useless! Little San will resurrect me! When Little San returns, it'll be the end of you!"
Faced with Tang Hao's renewed provocation, Lin Huan said nothing. He merely extended a hand, then raised it high. Under everyone's gaze, a clear snap of his fingers rang out.
An orange-red shockwave of divine power instantly swept forth. For now, Lin Huan called this move the Granny Lin Shockwave!
The orange-red shockwave swept across, and in a single encounter, Tang Hao was crushed into a bloody mist. Countless wisps of red mist drifted away and disappeared.
In that instant, everyone who witnessed the entire scene was stunned. A deity annihilated with a snap of the fingers! While everyone stood dumbfounded, they heard the God of Games murmur.
"Tch. You think you can escape by using Blood Concealment Escape?"
As Lin Huan spoke, he snapped his fingers again. The surrounding divine power instantly enveloped Tang Hao, and with a flash of light, Tang Hao was resurrected and appeared before everyone once more.
"I... I'm still alive?!"
Still shaken, Tang Hao felt his new body. But before he could speak again, another snap rang out. It was none other than the Granny Lin Shockwave!
Splat!
As the sound fell, Tang Hao used Blood Concealment Escape to flee again. Expressionless, Lin Huan snapped his fingers once more, and Tang Hao was resurrected again. Before he could shout for him to stop, another snap rang out.
Splat!
Tang Hao used Blood Concealment Escape to flee once more. Lin Huan seemed to find this somewhat unsatisfying and simply used both hands, snapping his fingers alternately.
Splat, splat, splat, splat!
Tang Hao was resurrected and used Blood Concealment Escape again, repeating the process more than a dozen times. Beside him, the Abyssal Sage King was drenched in sweat. Is this fucking guy an orthodox deity from the Divine Realm? Why does he seem even more evil than me?
Everyone in the Douluo Plane watched in fear-stricken silence as Tang Hao used Blood Concealment Escape again and again. They also realized that even if they became gods, they would merely be slightly larger ants. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow.
Many people even began to fear this cruel God of Games. The children would probably have nightmares tonight.
Tang Hao's repeated use of Blood Concealment Escape battered everyone's minds. Soon, Lin Huan seemed to grow tired and stopped.
Tang Hao, too, seemed to have been tortured into mental disarray. He knelt blankly on the ground, as quiet as a dead man.
"Ahem. Now, the first match in the All-Galaxy Cosmic Tournament arena! The battle of the Plane Masters officially begins!"
The black mask on Lin Huan's face once again became an orange-red mask of joy. As he announced the start, the Abyssal Sage King's arm holding the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd trembled, but he still steeled himself and advanced.
He did not dare provoke this God of Games at all. He had originally thought him an easygoing sort of deity, only to discover that he was a god of slaughter.
The Abyssal Sage King leaped up, raised the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd in his hand, and cleaved down heavily. Tang Hao finally came to his senses and hurriedly defended himself as he watched the Abyssal Sage King charge at him.
The seven-colored Clear Sky Hammer collided with the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd, producing the clang of metal against metal. In a single exchange, Tang Hao flew backward and slammed heavily into the ground.
Before Tang Hao could get up, the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd came at him again. Tang Hao could only roll aside in a sorry state to evade it, roaring in lingering terror.
"Abyssal Sage King! You dare kill me!"
"Fucking idiot!"
Seeing Tang Hao like this, the Abyssal Sage King cursed outright, then severed his right arm with the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd.
Blood instantly splattered. An arm flew off and hit the ground, and Tang Hao's screams rang out. Blood sprayed everywhere, leaving him looking utterly wretched.
He knelt on the ground, wailing endlessly. He had not felt pain in twenty thousand years. Only when the sensation of pain struck him again did he realize that deities were merely somewhat more powerful people.
Looking at the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd suspended above his head, Tang Hao's eyes filled with terror, and he immediately invoked his backing again.
"Abyssal Sage King! My son is a God King! A God King with Dual Godhood, at that! You dare treat me like this? My son will make sure you die a horrible death!"
"All I know is that you'll definitely die first!"
The Abyssal Sage King retorted with an icy gaze, then brought down the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd in his hand without hesitation.
Squelch!
Tang Hao's head flew off and then hit the ground. His headless corpse spurted copious blood, staining the arena before collapsing limply to the ground.
The Abyssal Sage King's hand holding the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd was still trembling. It was not trembling because he had killed someone, but because of one person.
He appeared calm, but in truth, he was already drenched in sweat and felt as though he was about to piss himself.
"Then congratulations to the Abyssal Sage King of the Abyss camp for a winning start! He has claimed the first victory of the All-Galaxy Cosmic Tournament! Please give him a round of applause!"
As Lin Huan's words fell, countless rounds of applause and ceremonial cannon blasts sounded all around. Countless streamers fluttered down, and every spotlight shone on the Abyssal Sage King.
The Abyssal Sage King still did not dare move at all, afraid of angering this God of Games. Then he saw Lin Huan raise his hand and point. A wisp of Immortal Qi flew over and merged into the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd.
"This is the winner's reward, Immortal Qi. I also hope contestant Abyssal Sage King will keep up the good work. Now, I declare the first All-Galaxy Cosmic Tournament officially concluded!"