"Buzz…"
Zhang Fan was reading the memories of the controlled Third-Rank God.
He saw a man filled with a murderous aura. His face was completely shrouded by the aura, making it impossible to see his features, but the aura strangely felt familiar.
Zhang Fan unconsciously furrowed his brows, his fingertips absentmindedly rubbing his chin, his eyes filled with confusion. He felt like he had sensed this aura somewhere before, but he couldn't recall where, no matter how hard he racked his brain.
That guy's strength was at the Demi-God King level. At first glance, his figure resembled the Asura God King, but the aura he emitted was completely different, which truly piqued Zhang Fan's curiosity.
"Whoosh…"
Zhang Fan pinpointed the location of the marketplace from this Third-Rank God's memories. He decisively slashed forward with his palm, and the space split open like a curtain. He then stepped into the faintly glowing spatial gate.
The next moment, he landed steadily in that market. The scene before his eyes made his pupils shrink—limbs were scattered everywhere, and not a single god had survived. A thick, inky death aura, mixed with a putrid stench, enveloped him, making him feel sick.
Zhang Fan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. Two flames of cold fury ignited in his eyes:
"Who the hell did this! Daring to act wild in my domain, they're practically asking for death!"
Tang San's avatar was now like a frightened bird, his back already soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat still clinging to his hair. Without looking back, he desperately fled into the distance.
His footsteps were so frantic that even the corners of his clothes were fluttering wildly. He glanced back from time to time, his eyes filled with terror, never expecting the other party to arrive so quickly.
"Gotta change locations!" he gritted his teeth, calculating in his heart, "First, go to another place to get Puppets. Then, when I've gathered enough, tens of thousands of Puppets, I'll join forces with the main body to launch a strong attack on the God Realm!"
Thinking this, he couldn't help but curl his lips, shaking his hair with a smug look as he fled. He thought he had found a brilliant strategy, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the Earth domain, diving headfirst into Ji Dong's domain.
He entered Ji Dong's territory with practiced ease, fully aware that Ji Dong, known as the God of Wine, spent his days hugging wine jars and had no time to manage his domain.
"Whoosh..." Tang San slipped into Ji Dong's domain like a slippery loach, starting from the outermost market. He began to gnaw and infiltrate bit by bit, like a greedy poisonous ant, scheming to amass the most power.
Tang San's avatar crossed his arms, shaking his head proudly, completely unaware that his current scheming was just what the main body had chewed up and fed to him.
Parallel God Realm.
Dai Mubai craned his neck, eagerly approaching Tang San. "What's going on over there?" He watched with anticipation, as he was anxious after hearing Tang San say the plan had failed.
"Heh heh, we have a new plan!" Tang San deliberately played coy, slowly putting his hands behind his back, chin slightly raised. "We'll shift our focus to Ji Dong's divine realm to create a puppet army. Once we have enough troops, we'll attack together with our main forces!"
As he spoke, a wicked smile played on his lips, and he twirled a strand of hair with his fingertips.
"That's a good idea!" Ji Dong slapped his thigh, leaning forward, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. "That Zhang Fan is as cunning as a monkey, so only my realm is easy to exploit."
He scratched his head with a wry smile, remembering how he usually spent days drunk with a wine jar, leaving everything in his realm to his subordinates. He now felt a little guilty.
"Mine works too!" Lie Yan crossed her arms, leaning back languidly against the chair. "I haven't been managing much anyway, so it's perfect for us to take action."
Her fingertips tapped the armrest unconsciously, a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.
"That's right! The avatar has already made its move." Tang San crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and swung his crossed legs back and forth. "Once we attack from both sides, no matter how strong Zhang Fan is, he's finished!"
Xiao Wu sat beside him, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Tang San. Her small hands unconsciously clenched her skirt, her face filled with admiration.
"Awesome, Third Bro! Third Bro is invincible forever!" Ma Hongjun was the first to jump up, raising his hands high like a fanatic. Seeing this, the others followed suit, chiming in with their praise.
But Tang San and the others never expected that Zhang Fan's avatar had already relayed the grim situation in the marketplace to his main body.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was embracing Gu Yuena, his fingertips gently playing with the silver hair at her ear. Their lips were pressed together.
Suddenly receiving the avatar's message, Zhang Fan stiffened, his eyelashes fluttering first, then he leaned back abruptly, creating distance. His Adam's apple bobbed twice.
"It seems a tough character has emerged in the God Realm, and they're using puppets. This is going to be a big problem."
His voice was still a little hoarse, but his gaze had become sharp as an eagle's, his thumb unconsciously caressing Gu Yuena's hand.
"What was the point of causing such a ruckus!"
Gu Yuena's almond-shaped eyes widened, her cheeks still flushed. She angrily punched Zhang Fan in the chest, her hair brushing against his wrist with the movement, tickling him.
"A Demi-God King with an aura similar to the Asura God is causing trouble in my domain. It's likely a premonition of the disaster the God of Destruction predicted earlier."
Zhang Fan pursed his lips, his knuckles unconsciously tapping the armrest, his brows furrowed into a knot. "That guy is cruel. He turned the gods in the marketplace into Puppets and drove them to invade other marketplaces."
When he said "Puppets," his palm clenched tightly, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh.
"He's probably trying to gradually infiltrate from the outer marketplaces, surround the God Realm city, and build a Puppet army to overthrow the God Realm.
This is probably an outsider, maybe even an Avatar."
Before his words even finished, he had already stood up and paced back and forth, his boot heels thudding heavily against the ground, making the nearby candlelight flicker.
"A Demi-God King's avatar... doesn't that mean the main body is either at the peak of God King level or even a Creator God?"
Gu Yuena sat up abruptly, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders with the movement, her beautiful eyes widening in shock.
She subconsciously bit her lower lip, but her gaze furtively glanced at Zhang Fan – though she was confident in her husband's strength, this situation was genuinely perilous.
"I need to go speak to the other God Kings, let them pay attention to the edges of their domains."
Zhang Fan paused, bent over, and gently kissed the top of Gu Yuena's head, his fingertips lingering to caress the stray hairs behind her ear.
The next second, his figure moved like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was already seated on the God Realm's throne, the hem of his black robe still billowing in the air.
With a wave of his hand, four azure spatial gates burst open, and the faint sounds of wind and thunder echoed from the fissures.
"What's the matter, Zhang Fan?" The God of Destruction's voice held a note of caution. As he peered out first, his right hand instinctively rested on the scepter at his waist.
"Could something major have happened in the God Realm?" The Goddess of Life lightly covered her lips, her skirt brushing the edge of the spatial door, scattering fine starlight.
Lie Yan raised an eyebrow and gave a cold laugh, her fiery red hair spreading like flames. The ground trembled slightly as she strode forward; Ji Dong followed behind, swaying his gourd of wine, a hint of clarity in his hazy, drunken eyes.
As they took their seats, the legs of the chairs scraped against the ground, creating a harsh sound.
"Swish..." Zhang Fan flicked his finger, and a bloody scene unfurled like a tide: severed limbs floated in mid-air, black blood flowed from the empty eye sockets of the Puppets, who were raising their weapons to attack the panicked gods.
The God of Destruction abruptly stood up, his chair crashing to the ground. He stared intently at the dark patterns on the Puppets' necks in the image, his Adam's apple bobbing twice:
"Where did this happen?"
His gaunt finger almost poked into the image, "Why does it feel like that guy's aura is similar to Asura..." His voice abruptly stopped, and in the silence of the hall, only his heavy breathing was particularly clear.
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