At this moment, Tang San, due to Xiao Wu's death, had already fallen into a state of madness.
His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, his rationality long devoured by anger and hatred, completely losing his former composed, calm, and rational demeanor.
Facing Immortal Emperor Hai Long's attack, he unhesitatingly raised the Asura Blood Sword, which also emanated thick bloody aura, slashing toward Immortal Emperor Hai Long in a nearly frenzied posture.
"This old fox has really lost his mind. Was the blow of losing Xiao Wu really that great?"
God of Emotions Rong Nianbing furrowed his brows tightly. He could clearly sense the intense emotions in Tang San's heart at this moment—anger and hatred dominated completely, overwhelming his former rationality.
For Tang San, Xiao Wu was undoubtedly the softest and most untouchable reverse scale in his heart. Once touched, Tang San would instantly go berserk, attacking without regard for anything.
"Trouble!"
Rong Nianbing looked at the opened spatial passage, watching the several god kings stepping out one by one, feeling the powerful auras emanating from their super divine artifacts. The corner of his eye twitched involuntarily.
He knew things had become even more complicated and tricky.
"Everyone, visitors are guests—why resort to violence without reason?"
The Goddess of Life wore a look of incomprehension. She truly didn't understand why the opponents had joined the battle right away.
Moreover, one of them targeted Sea God Tang San, while another went after the Golden Dragon King. Clearly, they weren't from the force scheming against the divine realm behind the scenes, or they wouldn't attack the Golden Dragon King.
So, she tried to stop the impending conflict with words.
After all, a chaotic war between god kings—this terrifying scene had only occurred during the tragic Dragon God War back then. No matter the outcome, the impact on the entire divine realm would be too immense.
"Sorry!"
A trace of apology appeared on Death God Ah Dai's face, but the Pluto Sword in his hand showed no sign of stopping.
With a flick of his wrist, the Pluto Sword slashed out a pitch-black sword qi, carrying pure evil energy. Wherever it passed, all life essence withered, as if even space was corroded by this evil.
"Hmph!" The God of Destruction snorted coldly, a flash of coldness in his eyes.
His Destruction Scepter instantly released bolts of pitch-black thunder, carrying the power to destroy everything, instantly annihilating the supreme evil sword qi from the Pluto Sword.
Immediately after, the two super divine artifacts collided fiercely in mid-air. A terrifying divine power fluctuation centered on the collision point, rippling outward like waves, instantly sweeping across the entire divine realm.
The divine power fluctuation was so strong it seemed about to tear the entire divine realm apart. The mountains and lands of the divine realm trembled under this force.
"What the hell is going on!"
Looking at the battlefield that had become utterly chaotic once more, with the god kings' melee erupting, Ning Rongrong clutched her head, her face on the verge of tears.
She never imagined the situation would spiral out of control like this.
"What should we do?"
Zhu Zhuqing was also at a loss, looking at the chaotic scene before her. They knew their strength was insufficient to intervene in this god king melee, but they couldn't help worrying about Tang San and Ma Hongjun.
"Fatty is already dead; he's no longer the Ma Hongjun we knew." Dai Mubai's face showed sorrow, his eyes filled with grief and helplessness.
He knew very well that the old Ma Hongjun was dead; what stood before them now was the completely changed God of Plague.
"Why did things turn out like this?" Oscar said in a deep voice, his heart full of confusion.
He never thought that the Shrek Seven Devils, who once fought side by side, would end up in such a state.
"Sigh!" The Goddess of Life sighed helplessly, knowing the situation was irretrievable.
She gritted her teeth and finally joined the battlefield reluctantly.
With her entry, fourteen powerhouses with god king-level combat strength fought from the divine realm all the way into the vast cosmic starry sky.
Fourteen god king-level powerhouses unleashed a heart-stirring battle in the universe, their released divine power aftershocks mercilessly shattering meteorites one after another.
Even some smaller asteroids were directly split in half under the terrifying might of super divine artifacts, with planetary fragments scattering like raindrops through the universe.
This unprecedented, spectacular yet terrifying scene drew the attention of everyone from both divine realms. Even Herta turned her gaze back here.
After all, a melee between god kings was a sight rare even in a million years. The shock from this battle was enough to make the entire star system tremble.
"Hmm!" Herta, who had diverted a sliver of her attention to watch the intense battle of the fourteen god kings, suddenly let out a light exclamation.
Her keen senses detected a familiar special energy slowly leaking from the previously exploded black hole rift.
This energy seemed drawn by some force, rapidly converging toward a planet in the vast starry sky.
And when she looked closely, she realized that planet was none other than Douluo Planet!
"This is...! It can happen like this? Interesting." Herta's expression instantly turned somewhat strange, but just a moment later, she showed a look of sudden understanding.
With Lady Herta's unparalleled intelligence, she almost instantly grasped the ins and outs of the matter.
"What a coincidence. It won't cause trouble for that guy, will it?" Herta murmured to herself.
She had already recognized that the energy flowing out from the black hole was the negative energy she was extremely familiar with.
Thinking about it carefully, this was actually reasonable.
After all, in this world, black holes were called the Tomb of the Gods, with countless divine realms and gods devoured by them over endless ages.
Whether before gods fell, when divine realms faced destruction, or afterward, they would produce extremely terrifying negative energy.
And previously, this negative energy had been confined within the black holes.
However, coincidentally, Herta had successfully blown open a black hole in this star system, and at this very moment, there happened to be an artifact on Douluo Planet capable of attracting and accepting negative energy—the Holy Grail she had personally created.
Under various serendipitous circumstances, the massive amounts of negative energy born from the twilight of the gods in the black hole were all converging toward Douluo Planet.
In a sense, this wasn't entirely a bad thing.
Because once this negative energy was purified by the Holy Grail, it would be converted into nutrients needed for the planet's evolution.
In other words, Douluo Planet was currently absorbing the precious legacy left behind after the destruction of countless divine realms.
Once Douluo Planet successfully digested this energy, it would likely achieve a qualitative leap, evolving directly into a divine star in one step.
No one could know exactly how many divine realms had perished in the black holes or how much negative energy had accumulated, but it was certain that this enormous power was absolutely sufficient to support Douluo Planet's leapfrog evolution.
However, Herta was also aware that such an astonishing amount of negative energy flooding into Douluo Planet would inevitably have a huge impact on the Holy Grail War planned by Lu Jingming.
The most direct manifestation would probably be on the summoned Servants.
With the endless supply of negative energy from the black hole, who knew how powerful these Servants would become, or what unimaginable monsters and demons would be summoned?
But soon, Herta put the matter out of her mind.
In her view, they were just memory constructs condensed from negative energy. As long as they didn't summon a Aeon from her own world, there was nothing to worry about.
As for summoning a Aeon, Herta felt that the Holy Grail she created probably didn't have that kind of heaven-defying ability.
Unless Lu Jingming was willing to provide a massive amount of true power to the Holy Grail, there might be a slim possibility.
After all, summoning a Aeon would be equivalent to opening a brand-new path in this universe, akin to birthing a new creation god.
Such a major event that could affect the entire universe would require true power that, even if Lu Jingming was completely drained, would likely still fall far short.
You see, Aeons represent their own unique destinies, and once a destiny appeared in this universe, it would mean the emergence of a brand-new path completely different from the one created by this universe's creation god.
An event capable of changing the entire cosmic landscape—who knows how much true power it would provide to Lu Jingming? It might even allow him to ascend to the heavens in one step.
At that point, let alone becoming a god king, directly reaching the pinnacle of the universe might not be impossible.
But all of this presupposed that he had the true power to summon a Aeon.
If he truly had such a vast reserve of true power, he probably would have already reached the pinnacle of the universe long ago.
Lu Jingming was completely unaware of this matter; he never expected that the reason for the anomalies in the Holy Grail War and the appearance of monsters among the Servants was an accident caused by Herta.
After all, Herta was the one who blew up the black hole, and it was in the star system where Douluo Planet was located, causing the negative energy from the black hole to be attracted by the World Tree and the Holy Grail.
Due to the dimensional difference between the divine realm and the time flow on Douluo Continent, Herta had not yet returned, so he naturally couldn't know the truth.
At the same time, he couldn't yet imagine how unimaginably absurd and over-the-top his whimsically planned Holy Grail War would become, supported by this endless negative energy.
The night was as dark as ink, like a massive black silk draping quietly over the entire world.
In this serene darkness, Lu Jingming silently entered Zhang Lexuan's boudoir.
For this moment, he had gone to great lengths to have Castorice distract Cerydra.
How could he easily let go of such a rare opportunity?