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God Realm – Asura God Palace
Qian Renhan sat cross-legged, surrounded by an eerie, malevolent black divine power so intense that it had stained even the blood-red walls of the Asura God Palace a deep black. Any first-tier god who stepped into this place risked being corrupted by this strange black energy and reduced to his puppet.
At that moment, the grand doors of the Asura God Palace were abruptly pushed open. In walked a figure cloaked in a flowing purple robe, head fully concealed beneath a hood. His face couldn't be seen—only two flickering red lights shimmered beneath the hood, giving off an oppressive, endless aura of dread. This shadowy figure was none other than the God of Destruction.
The God of Destruction frowned as he observed the evil divine power permeating the palace. Wisps of destruction energy radiated from him as he spoke bluntly, "Qian Renhan!"
"What is it, Destruction?" Qian Renhan opened his eyes and withdrew his dark divine power.
"You've been in the God Realm for three days now. As the new Asura God, it's your duty to maintain order across the God Realm. And what have you done? Nothing but sit in place like a statue!" the God of Destruction reprimanded.
Not long ago, both the Gods of Evil and Kindness had disappeared. That left only three god-kings: himself, the God of Life, and Qian Renhan. With his wife—the God of Life—having essentially given up on responsibilities, Destruction wanted to see how Qian Renhan was doing. To his dismay, he found Qian Renhan also slacking, ignoring not just the duties of the God of Evil but even those of the Asura God.
Qian Renhan stood up and stretched slightly. "I'm not interested in the duties of a divine seat. Over the past three days, I've nearly finished assimilating the God of Evil's power. It's time I prepared to leave the God Realm."
"You can't. Absolutely not!" Destruction's voice sharpened. "You've only just assumed your position, and you want to leave already? You hold two divine seats—losing you would cripple the God Realm's power!"
Qian Renhan replied coldly, "What does the state of the God Realm have to do with me? If it weren't for the restrictions of the God Realm's core, I would have left the moment I arrived."
"What did you just say?!" Destruction roared at the first sentence—'What does the state of the God Realm have to do with me?' His fury surged. The air around his hood billowed violently despite no wind, as immense destructive energy erupted from within. Even the very structure of the Asura God Palace began to tremble under the pressure.
"You want to fight me?" Qian Renhan's blood-red eyes narrowed, killing intent radiating around him. The two stood at an impasse, divine powers flaring.
Moments later, Destruction suppressed his divine aura and sighed. "If you're set on leaving, fine. But at least accomplish something for the God Realm before you go."
Destruction wasn't unwilling to fight Qian Renhan. If he won, he'd gain control of both the Asura and Evil God thrones. With that power, the God Realm would be his to command, and he could reform it however he pleased.
But the reality was: he might not win. Qian Renhan wasn't like most inheritors who needed time to sync with their divine seats. He had already begun exerting complete control over his powers. With only two active god-kings left, Destruction couldn't afford to be injured or defeated—such a loss would spell disaster for the entire God Realm.
Qian Renhan gave a small nod and withdrew his Asura divine power. "Before I go, I'll eliminate the Golden Dragon King in the Forbidden Zone. I need his power to further evolve my strength—and to shatter the God Realm Core's shackles."
"The Golden Dragon King? Are you confident you can kill him? Why not wait until Kindness and your sister ascend too? With all four god-kings, we could at least reseal him if not destroy him."
The Golden Dragon King's physical body was durable enough to rival supreme artifacts. Back then, even the combined might of the five god-kings had only brought him to the brink of death, forcing him into a nearly indestructible dragon cocoon. With no way to kill him, they had sealed him in the Forbidden Zone. But everyone knew the cocoon was merely a recovery mechanism. After so many years, no one could tell how much strength he had regained.
Now, with only three god-kings remaining, even Destruction—despite being the most radical—couldn't approve of Qian Renhan's plan. If things spiraled out of control, the God Realm might not survive the consequences.
"I can kill him," Qian Renhan declared. "My abilities specifically counter his. And besides, I alone am the equivalent of four god-kings."
His blood-red eyes flared as he unleashed the full extent of his power. The three divine attributes of the Fallen Angel—each on par with a god-king—burst forth. Four external soul bones manifested alongside him: the Fallen Angel Wings, the Dark Golden Terrorclaw Right Arm Bone, and the Evil Eye.
"Such power!"
Sensing Qian Renhan's terrifying strength, the God of Destruction couldn't help but tremble slightly. Qian Renhan's setup was simply overwhelming—four external soul bones, which under his physical capabilities were practically four supreme divine artifacts. Add the Asura Sword to that, and he wielded five. And let's not forget the Silver Dragon King's skull bone, nearly equal to a divine weapon in power.
Calling himself the equivalent of four god-kings was Qian Renhan being humble. His Evil God powers alone could counter two god-kings. The Asura divine seat? Another two. And this didn't even account for his arsenal of divine artifacts.
The God of Destruction suddenly felt grateful he hadn't lost his temper earlier.
He said, "Then let me and Little Green go with you."
Qian Renhan shook his head. "I can handle it alone."
The God of Destruction frowned. "That's too arrogant. Back then, even your master and the four of us couldn't kill the Golden Dragon King."
Qian Renhan sighed. "No one knows what worlds lie beyond the God Realm—or how many powerful beings. Once I leave the God Realm, I'll be like a floating weed with no roots. I'll have only myself to rely on. So this… I must do alone."
Hearing that, Destruction stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he began making preparations to minimize the collateral damage this upcoming battle would cause to the God Realm.
"When do you plan to make your move?"
Qian Renhan extended his senses to the lower realms, observing Tang San's progress through the Sea God's trials. Then he replied, "Now."
The moment the words left his lips, Qian Renhan took a single step and vanished at full speed—headed directly for the Forbidden Zone.
"Holy shit!"
The God of Destruction couldn't help but curse. There wasn't even time to rally support. He rushed straight to the Destruction Castle to summon Little Green.
Lower Realm
Qian Renxue had begun her divine trials already at the rank of Titled Douluo. Relying on that cultivation base, she'd completed both the Light and Darkness trials and was now merging the divine powers from both inheritances.
Qian Daoliu was undergoing the Angel God's trials.
Qian Xunji? Still slacking off.
As for Bibi Dong—after Hu Liena's death, she fell gravely ill. Within days, she passed away.
Sea God Island – Sea God Temple
In just three years, Tang San had already completed the simplified version of the Sea God's first eight trials and had reached rank 99. He was preparing to undertake the ninth and final Sea God trial.
The first eight trials had been relatively simple. Each one rewarded a ten-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone. By the seventh and eighth, he was gaining one ten-thousand-year ring plus a hundred-thousand-year ring.
Tang San's current setup included a full set of ten-thousand-year soul bones. His Blue Silver Emperor had two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red ring. His Clear Sky Hammer? Six black, three red.
At this moment, Tang San brimmed with confidence. Besides the Sea God's legacy, he also carried the Rakshasa God's inheritance—dual divine inheritances! Such a gift of fate. Once he completed both trials and assumed both divine thrones, he vowed to wipe out the entire Spirit Hall in revenge.
But what Tang San didn't know was that his ninth Sea God trial was about to mirror the Angel God's ninth trial from the original story—only this time, it would be Poseidon who learned the meaning of repaying one in their own coin.
(End of Chapter)