The white book fell into the Ice-Fire Yin Yang Well, splashing up water and spreading ripples that gradually expanded outward.
"Sure enough, there was a problem. Truly cunning and devious, Tang God King."
Jiang Jue stared fixedly at the book. Even though it had fallen into the blazing hot Yang Spring, under that extreme heat it showed no sign of melting. Instead, it continued to sink, bubbling as it went down.
"Elder Yi, be ready. If anything goes wrong, we run immediately."
Jiang Jue spoke lightly to Electrolux within his spiritual sea, his tone no longer as tense as before.
Because he knew—the wisp of divine sense carrying the aura of destruction was exactly the person he had been waiting for. Since that person had arrived, his heart grew considerably steadier.
"I just don't know what opinion that person has of me…"
Jiang Jue thought silently.
"Rest assured, boy. With this old man here, your safety is guaranteed."
Electrolux's aged voice sounded, filled with firmness and fearlessness.
He could clearly sense that the two strands of divine sense just now were not inferior to him in quality. But in terms of quantity—relying on Life-Gold's recovery—he feared nothing.
"Gurgle… gurgle…"
The white Tang Sect manual continued sinking, when suddenly, it stopped strangely in the boiling spring water, no longer descending. Immediately after, a blurry blue figure emerged from the book.
"Impudent!"
"This new Child of Destiny actually dared to knock my Tang Sect manual away… truly ignorant!"
The blue figure looked at the manual beside him, his face dark as charcoal, his eyes filled with cold malice.
It was a strand of Tang San's divine sense hidden inside the Tang Sect manual. After discovering Jiang Jue was the new Child of Destiny, he had arranged a series of schemes.
This time, he intended to use the opportunity to get Jiang Jue to cultivate the Tang Sect techniques, making him part of Tang Sect, contributing to its revival.
However, he never expected Jiang Jue to not even look at the manual—simply sweeping away what he took pride in, tossing it into the spring like garbage. How could he not be enraged?
"Those immortal herbs are useless trash—can't even handle such a small matter. Seems this God King must act personally."
Tang San snorted, but then seemed to think of something, his expression softening slightly.
"However, the resistance of the Douluo Plane's will is becoming weaker and weaker. Once I draw Jiang Jue into the Tang Sect, Father should completely replace the Douluo Plane's will."
"Heh heh… by then, the Douluo Plane will be my Tang family's private garden."
Just as he prepared to move, the boiling water rippled again—but this time, a sudden voice came from behind his strand of consciousness:
"Tang San, you seem very pleased with yourself?"
That mocking voice rang behind him.
"Who?!!"
Tang San's expression changed drastically—he hadn't sensed anyone approaching.
"You… Destroyer God King?! How are you here?!"
Seeing the figure wrapped in a purple robe, Tang San's pupils contracted violently, his heart surging with dread.
After all, what he was doing right now could never be exposed. If discovered by another god, his flawless and righteous reputation would be utterly destroyed.
And worse—the one who appeared was also a God King, and not only that, his mortal enemy—the God of Destruction.
"Hmph! Tang San, you as a Law-Enforcer of the God Realm, dare to knowingly violate divine law and interfere in lower-realm matters. What punishment do you deserve?"
The God of Destruction coldly questioned, his scarlet eyes fixed upon Tang San's divine sense, trying to nail down his guilt from the start.
Tang San was shocked only briefly. Then he quickly regained composure, narrowing his eyes and replying:
"You have also sent a strand of divine sense down. You violated the rules first."
"Why don't we both leave now and pretend nothing happened? It's the best for both of us. What do you say?"
The God of Destruction sneered, amused.
"As expected of you, Tang San. Even now, still trying to twist the truth."
"You broke the law first. I followed to watch you. And you think you're worthy to compare yourself to me?"
Tang San's expression darkened, a cold ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
He knew—gods in the God Realm could not directly sense what happened to their separated strands in the lower realm.
If he destroyed this strand of the Destruction God now, then no one would know what he had done here, and he would have enough time to inform his true body.
Thinking so, his hidden hand tightened.
"God of Destruction, must this really end with no negotiation?"
"Heh. Put away your little tricks."
"Hypocrite."
The Destruction God remained indifferent.
"Then you have chosen death!"
"Infinite Storm!!!"
Tang San roared. A golden trident condensed in his hand, sending rings of golden waves binding toward the Destruction God with sealing power.
"Hmph. Since I dared to come, I came prepared."
The God of Destruction raised his hand, and an ancient ornate staff appeared, exuding terrifying destructive aura.
With a wave, that destructive force surged out, forming a monstrous dark-purple dragon. The blazing spring water evaporated instantly under its aura.
The golden rings shattered like fragile glass the moment they touched the dragon.
"What?!"
"You actually dared bring that down here—are you not afraid—"
Tang San stared at the staff in disbelief.
"Too noisy. You know too much."
The God of Destruction cut him off coldly and commanded the dragon forward.
"Blue Silver Bind!"
Tang San desperately summoned countless Blue Silver Grass vines to restrain the dragon.
But before they even touched it, they disintegrated under its destructive aura.
"Destruction God King—if you do this—my true body will never forgive you!!"
"Threats? The God of Destruction has never feared threats!"
With those final words—Tang San's wisp of divine sense was swallowed whole, crushed into nothing with a chilling crunching sound.
"AAHHHH—!!!"
A final scream echoed—and then silence.
"Yoh."
The dark dragon dissolved into pure destructive force, floating above the god's palm.
A droplet of golden liquid separated out from the destructive energy. The Destruction God grasped it, his scarlet eyes deep and cold.
"Tang San, this is only the beginning…"