Tang San naturally wanted to resist. If he accepted this judgment result, had his cultivation sealed, and was locked up in the heavenly prison, there would practically be no day of redemption for him.
Having dominated the Divine Realm for many years and walked step by step from the Douluo Continent to his current position, how could he be willing to suffer defeat and fall here?
Yet he also knew in his heart, what was the use of resisting? There was completely no chance whatsoever!
Leaving aside the other gods, just looking at the God Kings present, he was fighting four against one. Opposite him were not only the Goddess of Life and the two God Kings of Goodness and Evil, but also the God of Destruction, known for his attacking power, presiding over the situation.
Even if he went all out, he would definitely have no chance of winning.
The crimson light in his eyes gradually receded, and that out-of-control, surging Asura Divine Power was being pushed back into his body little by little.
A moment later, his whole person seemed to have calmed down, his face returning to peace, yet deep within those eyes, a trace of reluctance still lingered.
He was silent for a split second, then spoke, his voice not loud, yet clearly echoing in the spacious hall: "This time, I admit defeat, but everything I have done was for the sake of the Divine Realm."
As he spoke, his gaze slowly swept across the gods inside the grand hall, his tone carrying a warning implication: "The Divine Realm is about to face a great catastrophe. If we cannot pass through it safely, the ending will be the fall of all gods."
"Every portion of the Divine Realm's power is extremely crucial. I hope you will not regret today's decision."
These words of his were emphasizing his value as a God King, and also leaving a way out for the future.
After all, facing an unknown great catastrophe, having an extra share of power meant having an extra share of vitality.
The God of Destruction noncommittally glanced at him and did not reply.
He spoke no more, gently tapping the Scepter of Destruction in his hand forward. A purplish-black power of destruction, like a compressed-to-the-extreme bolt of lightning, surged from the tip of the scepter, transforming into a slender chain in mid-air that tightly bound Tang San.
Soon that chain slowly dissipated, as if merging into Tang San's body.
At the same time, Tang San also felt that he could no longer mobilize the Divine Power within his body; his cultivation had been sealed.
Subsequently, the God of Destruction summoned two divine attendants and briefly instructed them with a few words.
Those two divine attendants stepped forward, standing on the left and right sides of Tang San.
Tang San remained silent, without struggling, nor speaking any further words.
He only took one last look at this grand hall he had stepped into countless times, then turned around, walking towards the outside of the hall under the guidance of the two divine attendants.
His back gradually receded under the gaze of the gods, ultimately disappearing into the light outside the hall doors.
However, today's meeting did not end because of this. Tang San was taken away, and the God of Destruction was just about to speak to bring up his plan to expand the Divine Realm again.
But before he had time to speak, Xiao Wu, standing in the front row, spoke out a step ahead.
Her voice was hoarse and fatigued, and those originally bright eyes were somewhat absent-minded at the moment, as if she had not yet fully recovered from the impact just now.
"Wutong... How is she actually doing right now? Can she be brought back?"
Everything that had happened just now was truly too great a blow to Xiao Wu. She watched her husband's layers of disguise being stripped away in the grand hall, hearing those words and phrases she had never thought would be associated with Tang San, her whole person as if sucked into a storm she did not recognize.
She wanted to ask Tang San in person what on earth all this that he did was for.
Yet she also knew that now was obviously not a good time.
What she cared about most at this moment was the safety of her daughter, Tang Wutong.
Previously, the God of Destruction had said that Wutong was in mortal danger. This sentence pierced her heart like a thorn, making her unable to sit still.
The Goddess of Life looked at her and spoke in a soft tone: "Xiao Wu, rest assured, we won't let anything happen to Wutong."
At this moment, the God of Destruction casually glanced at the Lower Realm, suddenly letting out a soft "Oh?".
Then he spoke: "Huo Yuhao is currently resolving Wutong's problem. Xiao Wu, do you want to take a look with your own eyes?"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Alright!"
She had no other thoughts at this moment, only wanting to see with her own eyes how her daughter was actually doing right now.
Although one day in the Divine Realm was a year in the Lower Realm, translated down, it had only been a dozen or so days since she last saw her daughter.
Yet the words she had heard from the God of Destruction just now made her feel as if this short dozen or so days had been infinitely prolonged.
She even found it somewhat unimaginable what her daughter had truly experienced down on the Douluo Continent in the Lower Realm.
With a thought from the God of Destruction, yet another projection slowly unfolded above the grand hall.
That pink-blue long-haired young maiden once again entered the gods' field of vision, and this time, besides Wang Donger, there were two other people in the image.
Inside a cultivation room at the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters in Star Luo City.
Wang Donger was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Opposite her sat a young maiden with golden-red long hair, who was precisely Jin Li.
Wang Donger's face was full of puzzlement at this moment, her voice carrying a slight tremor: "Why is the other part of my Soul here with Jin Li?"
Jin Li knew the reason behind it, yet did not answer this question.
She only blinked those golden eyes of hers, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, then turned her head to glance at Huo Yuhao standing beside her.
Huo Yuhao had long since thought of his rhetoric. Meeting Wang Donger's gaze, he slowly said: "This matter is very complicated, and I don't understand the specific situation too well either."
"However, none of this is important. What's most important right now is to first resolve your Soul problem."
He deliberately did not elaborate, because he knew that in Wang Donger's current state, if the facts were rashly laid out completely before her, it would only make her even more flustered.
The most urgent matter nowadays was to solve the problem first before discussing anything else.
Although Wang Donger still had doubts in her heart, she did not continue probing any further at this moment.
Previously she had felt that there was some inexplicable connection between herself and Jin Li; thinking about it now, it should be the reason why that part of her Soul was on Jin Li.
Trusting Huo Yuhao, she looked at him earnestly and asked: "What do I need to do?"
Huo Yuhao said: "You don't need to do anything. Everything will be led by me. If you're ready, I'm going to start."
After he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao's gaze swept back and forth between Wang Donger and Jin Li. Both of them nodded simultaneously, their expressions carrying a kind of solemnity.
Huo Yuhao's expression turned serious as he slowly extended his right hand. A pitch-dark scepter materialized out of thin air in his hand, its shaft slender and unadorned, with deep purplish-black patterns flowing across its surface—it was precisely that damaged Super Divine Artifact, the Scepter of Destruction.
After becoming the successor of the God of Destruction, Huo Yuhao was finally able to slightly master this Super Divine Artifact.
Only now he was merely using it as a magic wand, unable to unleash that kind of destruction attack sufficient to shake the plane, but using it to amplify the effects of magic was quite substantial.
He raised the Scepter of Destruction to his chest. The dark orb at the top of the scepter lit up slightly, resembling an eye slowly opening.
Closing his eyes, he began chanting a low and ancient incantation in his mouth—that was a spell modified by Electrolux based on the Law of the Soul.
As the final incantation fell, a golden barrier of light suddenly appeared between Wang Donger and Jin Li, enveloping both of them within it simultaneously.
The Seal left behind by Tang San had already been lifted in advance by the God of Destruction. At this moment, guided by mental magic, a stream of light slowly crawled out from between Jin Li's eyebrows.
That light was not dazzling; instead, it carried a soft warmth, like a long-slumbering life slowly awakening.
The stream of light gradually condensed in mid-air, ultimately transforming into a humanoid outline.
Looking closely, that figure was almost identical to the Wang Donger opposite her, except that her state was like an unawakened infant, her entire body curled up, legs drawn in, arms hugging herself, quietly floating within that golden light barrier.
Watching that figure that was identical to her, an unspeakable palpitation surged into Wang Donger's heart.
That sense of familiarity surged up from the depths of her Soul, like a long-dusty melody finally being played anew.
She opened her mouth, yet found that she made no sound at all.
Meanwhile, within the grand hall of the Divine Realm, Xiao Wu watched that humanoid figure curled up in the golden light, her hands involuntarily gripping her lapels tightly, her eye sockets long since brimming with tears.
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