Chapter 201 Bai Tangsan Self-Destructed? He Really Did It All!
The magnificent scene of the divine realm slowly unfolded across the sky, with liquid divine energy gathering into a seven-colored sea of clouds, making the deep blue palace appear even more sacred and inviolable.
And at this moment.
The celestial canopy seemed to be deliberately guiding people's understanding, as if afraid that mortals wouldn't be able to comprehend the status of this figure.
Beside the figure standing with his hands behind his back, four large characters shimmering with blue-gold light slowly appeared: Sea God Tang San.
This scene plunged the already shocked Soul Masters of the Underworld into a collective silence.
"It really is… Lord Sea God!" A Soul Master from the Dark World's legs went weak, and he almost instinctively knelt down in front of the projection.
This is a myth that has been followed by all over the Douluo Continent for thousands of years, and it is the savior that countless Soul Masters contemplate in their hearts when they meditate.
"He actually... looks so young?" Some people were shocked by Tang San's appearance.
Tang San, standing in the sky, had a face like finely carved white jade, without a trace of time. His long hair swayed slightly under the fluctuations of divine power, and he exuded a sense of transcendence that surpassed the mortal world.
"So handsome! He's a rare beauty. I'm totally smitten." A female Soul Master from the underworld gazed at Tang San's face, her expression one of infatuation. "I want to have his baby!"
Of course, most people were still awestruck by God's power.
Therefore, at this moment, many shocking voices resounded across the Douluo Continent.
"This is a god. A being from ten thousand years ago, yet still retains the heroic appearance of a youth. This kind of suppression of life level is simply unbearable to look at."
However, after a brief moment of shock, the discussion began to shift in another direction.
"Look, Lord Tang San looks so upright, his eyes are full of divine calmness." A teacher from Black Shrek Academy pointed to the sky, his expression becoming extremely firm.
"How could such a great hero be the kind of treacherous villain that Bai Xuanzi described?"
"Why would he scheme against a mere mortal like Bai Yuhao? Is it even necessary?"
"I think Bai Xuanzi must be using those so-called 'data' to slander our ancestors because of our different stances."
"Look at the divine aura emanating from this body. How could a treacherous villain possibly cultivate such a thing?"
The Soul Masters of the Underworld nodded in agreement. For most of them, the deceptive power of appearance and reputation far outweighed the dry logical deductions from before.
Moreover, and most importantly, over the course of ten thousand years, through Tang San's various intentional and unintentional efforts, his fame has reached the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, so many people blindly follow him.
...
In the realm of gods, the God of Destruction heard the discussions of the blind worship of the people in the lower realm and let out a cold laugh filled with disgust.
"Upright? Handsome?" The God of Destruction stared intently at Tang San in the sky with his eyes flashing with purple lightning.
"Just watch closely. You deceived mortals will eventually see the true face of this hypocrite. When his interests are challenged, his so-called 'divinity' will be more filthy than the abyss."
The Goddess of Life, standing to the side, said to the God King of Destruction again, "Little Purple, don't be like this. We are all God Kings, and we should get along well."
Inside the Sea God Temple, Black Tang San's body was already extremely tense.
He wasn't focused on the adoration of mortals, but rather on his own self in that white world.
"In the White World, when I'm alone... I won't say anything I shouldn't say, will I?" Black Tang San's fingers traced a few fine white marks on the armrest of the throne.
His worst fears came true—the sky began to reveal his thought process behind the scenes in the white world from every angle.
Although he had previously used the example of Xuanzi from the white world and Xuanzi from the black world to perfectly sever his ties with Bai Tangsan.
Even so, there are some things that are best left unknown to others.
Otherwise, once he has been given leverage, others could use that leverage to their advantage, and ultimately, the fire could very well end up back on him.
This is absolutely something Tang San wouldn't want to see.
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
Bai Tangsan originally stood with his hands behind his back on the terrace, maintaining his indifferent posture of looking down on all living beings.
However, when he fully saw what was happening within the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire—especially seeing Bai Xuanzi publicly shatter his divine sense and guide Bai Yuhao to harvest the Acacia Heartbreak Red unharmed—his hypocritical facade began to crack inch by inch.
The composure in his eyes vanished, replaced by extreme rage born of disrupted plans. He whirled around, slamming his palm against the blue-gold railing beside him, his divine power distorted by the surge of emotion.
[Bai Tangsan's defenses have completely crumbled.]
"Damn it! My plan has been ruined again by that damned Xuanzi!"
[Bai Tangsan's voice was no longer sacred, but rather carried an extremely cold and calculating quality. His brows were furrowed as he paced anxiously within the hall, his words shattering the dignity that the divine realm had maintained for millennia.]
"Originally... if things had followed the original script, with Huo Yuhao failing to pluck the fruit and mutilating himself to the brink of death, I could have started training his subservience, gradually bringing him under my control step by step."
Bai Tangsan's face contorted with rage as he muttered curses under his breath, "This is my best chance to tame this chosen one of this plane. Once he becomes my puppet, I can not only control this future strongest being, but also use him to seize all the future fortune of the Douluo Continent and place it under the control of the Sea God Temple. That way, even if something changes in the God Realm in the future, I will still be the ruler of this plane!"
"Damn Xuanzi, it's all his fault! Why did he have to meddle? Why did he have to personally go and destroy that divine thought? His rule-breaking actions will eventually ruin my 'plane harvesting plan'!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the Soul Masters of the Underworld were once again shocked.
Those Soul Masters who were originally shouting "Lord Tang is the embodiment of justice" now seemed to have been collectively choked.
What did they hear?
"Taming the Chosen Ones"? "Harvesting the Luck of Douluo Continent"? "That damned Xuanzi ruined the script"?
These words, spoken by the supreme sea god, had a ten-thousand-fold greater impact on the soul masters of the dark world than Bai Xuanzi's accusation earlier.
The true purpose revealed by the parties themselves pushed their understanding of the divine realm into an unfathomable abyss.
(End of chapter)