Chapter 157 Tang San: My Biggest Secret Has Been Revealed?!
The divine realm, the central temple.
The figure of the God of Destruction stepped out from the purplish-black lightning, and the annihilation lightning dancing at his fingertips instantly dimmed the star murals on the four walls of the temple.
"Poseidon!"
The God of Destruction's furious roar shook the pillars of the temple: "You are spying on the mortal realm again! The central authority of the divine realm is entrusted to you; how can you abuse it like this!"
Knowing Tang San's character, he had been keeping a close eye on Tang San's every move.
Just now, he discovered that Tang San was sending power to the Douluo Continent.
As the God-King and the enforcer of the divine realm, the God of Destruction could not turn a blind eye to such wanton violation of the rules.
Normally, Tang San would have already retorted, and the blue-gold radiance of the Sea God Trident would have been on par with the purplish-black lightning.
But this time...
Sea God Tang San, seated on his divine throne, showed no reaction whatsoever.
Tang San's eyes were closed, the Sea God mark on his forehead flickered, and his fingertips, resting on the armrest, trembled slightly.
The God of Destruction's eyes flashed with purple lightning as he suddenly noticed that the divine power flowing around Tang San was going berserk and chaotic.
A few wisps of golden divine power collided with the palace pillars, actually scorching the Eternal Divine Tree and creating charred pits.
"you..."
Just as the God of Destruction was about to step forward, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"puff!"
Tang San's body trembled violently, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of brilliant golden blood. His face turned ashen white as paper at a visible speed.
He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.
The divine thought that he sent down was actually extinguished!
Sensing the weak and disordered aura emanating from Tang San, the God of Destruction's dissatisfaction turned into suspicion. Was this an injury caused by the backlash of divine power?
I didn't do anything when I came over, I just shouted a couple of times, surely I didn't hurt Tang San?
Even though we're both god-kings, I don't have that ability myself.
Could it be that Tang San orchestrated this whole thing to stage an accident to extort money?
Is this a way to feign weakness and gain the sympathy of other deities?
It's quite possible, really. Wasn't his wife, the Goddess of Life, deceived by Tang San's pretentious act?
Thinking of this, the God of Destruction's gaze hardened once more.
"Tang San, do you think you can get away with this by putting on this act?"
With such a change occurring in the Douluo Continent, which he had always regarded as his own private domain, Tang San had no intention of playing a role-playing game with destruction at this moment.
Now that only the two of them were here, Tang San dropped all pretense and snorted, "If we don't monitor the lower realm, it will be too late to deal with things once something happens!"
The God of Destruction sneered, "Tang San, don't make excuses for your selfishness. I know very well what you've always wanted to do!"
In response to Tang San's righteous and awe-inspiring words, the God of Destruction truly scoffed, which only shows how deeply the stereotype he had been left with.
A ferocious glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and his Asura Divine Power surged forth, instantly turning the entire temple blood red.
"Just now, a wisp of my divine consciousness was destroyed in the lower realm. You should know what that means."
Tang San stood up, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked step by step toward the God of Destruction.
Unexpectedly, the God of Destruction clapped his hands, looking gloating: "In my opinion, this is a good thing. Breaking the rules should be punished."
"you..."
Tang San, who had walked up to the God of Destruction, had bloodshot eyes, was panting heavily, and his chest was heaving violently. He was clearly very angry at the other party's words.
"snort!"
Tang San then forcibly suppressed his anger and snorted, "That power is incredibly strong, and it is definitely not a native force of Douluo Continent. We cannot allow it to develop on its own in Douluo Continent. The God Realm must take action!"
In fact, when Tang San coughed up blood, the God of Destruction already knew that the injury was genuine.
But the God of Destruction only believed half of his explanation.
However, seeing Tang San's anxious appearance, he felt that perhaps an "extraterrestrial visitor" had indeed appeared on the Douluo Continent.
The God of Destruction remained in a businesslike manner, stating, "The divine realm must not interfere in the affairs of the mortal realm; this is a consensus within the divine realm!"
Tang San stepped forward, almost touching the God of Destruction, his gaze fixed on the eyes that were the only part of the God's body visible beneath his cloak.
He said in a deep voice, "But he might not be from the lower realm!"
The God of Destruction flashed and took several steps back; he didn't want to get so close to Tang San.
After creating some distance, he laughed and said, "So, Tang San, you're from the Douluo Continent?"
These few words contained Tang San's deepest secret; he never expected that the God of Destruction would know!
He involuntarily took a few steps back, and his face, which was already pale from the destruction of his divine sense, instantly lost even more color.
His pupils contracted sharply, filled with undisguised shock and horror, as well as a hint of unprecedented panic.
Tang San's change in expression was noticed by the God of Destruction, who sneered, "What? You want to attack me?!"
"Even in his prime, he might not be my match, let alone now that he's just injured."
"How...how did you know about this?!"
Tang San's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of apprehension.
"Heh!" The God of Destruction chuckled. "Not only me, but the previous Sea God also knew. What do you think the Divine Trial is? The secrets you hid deep in your memory have already been seen by the Sea God!"
Tang San frowned. Now that he was a God King, he naturally knew that probing other people's memories was nothing to a god.
If the sea god had wanted to, he could have accomplished all of this without anyone noticing during the divine test.
Just as Tang San was lost in thought, the God of Destruction said again, "Although you already have the cultivation and strength of a God King, your mind and magnanimity are still insufficient. You still consider problems from the perspective of the lower realm, and your vision is ultimately lacking."
"Do you know why I look down on you? It's because of your petty nature."
"He usually acts all high and mighty, but in the end, he's just doing it for his own selfish desires."
Faced with such a description as the God of Destruction, Tang San clenched his fists and, unusually, did not refute anything.
Clearly, the shock and turmoil he felt at having his biggest secret revealed would likely be overwhelming for some time.
Seeing his dazed expression, the God of Destruction said, "I'm warning you again, don't interfere in the affairs of the lower realms."
"If I find out about this again, I will definitely convene a meeting of the gods and remove you from your position as an enforcer."
After saying this, with a flash of purplish-black lightning, the figure of the God of Destruction disappeared from the temple.
Tang San raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and slowly said, "Just how many people... know about this?!"
The God of Destruction, having left Tang San's place, returned to his own temple in the blink of an eye.
He raised his hand and gently unfastened the clasp of the wide cloak that seemed to be woven from the deepest night sky.
The cloak slipped silently off, not falling to the ground, but transforming into wisps of pure destructive energy that blended into the surrounding environment.
As the cloak was removed, what was revealed was not the monstrous and terrifying embodiment of destruction that the outside world had imagined.
In its place was a peerless face that could eclipse the sun and moon and dim the stars.
It was a near-perfect male face, with skin so white it was almost transparent, yet not sickly; instead, it radiated a cool, jade-like glow.
His facial features were deep and delicate, and his brows seemed to hold all the coldness and aloofness of the world.
Her long hair, like flowing darkness, was not tied up, but casually draped over her shoulders, with faint purple starlight flickering at the ends.
In the entire realm of gods, only his wife, the goddess of life, knew of his appearance.
He walked slowly to the edge of the palace, where there were no physical windows, only constantly flowing chaotic energy.
His scarlet eyes looked down, his gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void, landing on the Douluo Continent they had just discussed.
He muttered to himself, "For someone to be able to make Tang San suffer a loss, it seems this outsider is no ordinary person. Should we make contact with them beforehand?"
(End of chapter)