"Xiao San!"
In a safe zone on the edge of the two terrifying beings' battlefield, a beautiful young woman with soft, sea-blue hair and clear, sapphire-blue eyes was watching the figure of the Sea God, Tang San, with immense worry.
She wore a luxurious and elegant blue-gold gown, with delicate golden ribbons curving around the hem. A faint, calming fragrance naturally wafted in the air, complementing her stunning, unworldly beauty.
This was none other than Ah Yin, the mother of the Sea God Tang San, in the form of a Divine Sense Clone.
Originally, she was following her son Tang San's meticulous plan: descending to the Douluo Continent with this wisp of divine sense to slowly and steadily refine the Golden Tree's foundational power. The goal was to obtain the core position of Douluo Star's life essence, using it as a foundation to ascend to the First-Rank Deity position.
Due to the restrictions of the God Realm's laws, Deities cannot directly intervene in the lower realms with their main body, so she could only separate a thread of divine sense to carry out this task.
However, precisely because it was only a Divine Sense Clone, the speed at which she could refine the Golden Tree—a behemoth whose foundational rank far exceeded that of a Second-Rank Deity—was exceedingly slow.
Her ability to carry out this process was largely thanks to the tradition of Shrek Academy over the last ten thousand years, where successive Sea God Pavilion Masters, at the end of their lives, voluntarily integrated their life force, Soul Power, and even the core of their soul into the Golden Tree.
It was by leveraging this portion of human power, which had already fused with the Golden Tree, as a catalyst and bridge, that she could gradually cannibalize and refine the core of the plane.
According to Tang San's original plan, when the time was right, her main body would also find an opportunity to descend upon the Douluo Continent and ultimately complete the refinement of the Golden Tree, replacing it to become the Plane Core of Douluo Star.
Meanwhile, her husband, Tang San's father Tang Hao, would use this opportunity to refine the Plane Will of the Douluo Continent, becoming the Lord of the Douluo Plane.
The couple would thus jointly ascend to the rank of First-Rank Deities.
To help his parents elevate their ranks, the Sea God Tang San had spared no effort and planned extensively.
From Tang San's perspective, everything he did was to secure a better future for his family and to make his own faction stronger.
This was fundamentally based on considerations of familial affection and factional interests, making it difficult to judge solely by mundane standards of good and evil.
Ultimately, many events in the cosmos are simply a matter of differing perspectives; this alone shouldn't simplistically brand Tang San as an absolute villain.
Ah Yin's Divine Sense Clone radiated a powerful blue-gold light. Countless thick Blue Silver Emperor vines surged out, growing wildly, interweaving to form a solid barrier that strained to resist the destructive energy aftershocks generated by the clash of the two terrifying entities in front.
Her combat power wasn't strong, but as a Divine Sense Clone of a Deity, she could temporarily protect herself with all her strength.
Ah Yin's beautiful face was etched with anxiety and worry, her gaze fixed on her son's struggling figure.
She could clearly feel the immense pressure her son's Divine Sense Clone was currently under. The mysterious enemy's power attribute was extremely detrimental, filled with malevolent erosion aimed at the Golden Tree's life energy.
But she could not interfere, nor could she allow herself to be too distracted.
She had to concentrate all her mind and maintain the refinement process of the Golden Tree's core without interruption.
This was the most critical part of the entire plan, an unparalleled opportunity that her son had secured for her, even at the cost of violating the God Realm's laws.
If the refinement process were interrupted, not only would all previous efforts be wasted, but it might also trigger a violent backlash from the Golden Tree's instinctive will, the consequences of which would be unimaginable.
"Xiao San... please be careful..."
Ah Yin silently prayed in her heart. In her clear, sapphire-like eyes, deep maternal anxiety and determination intertwined.
She could feel the pressure her son was enduring; the mysterious enemy's power attribute was filled with absolute malevolence toward life.
Tang San clearly sensed the emotions conveyed by his mother, and his eyes grew sharper.
The Sea God Trident in his hand danced like a raging dragon overturning seas and rivers. The moves of the Golden Thirteen Halberds flowed effortlessly from him, reaching a state of perfection.
He exerted all his power to draw upon the vast, liquid Sea of Life. This boundless, life-giving liquid sometimes transformed into an indestructible cerulean barrier and other times erupted in violent, raging attacks of a thousand waves, constantly wearing down and resisting the seemingly endless destructive torrent of Phantylia.
"You wish to disrupt my mother's opportunity? No matter who you are or where you come from, it's absolutely impossible."
Tang San's divine sense voice was cold and firm, reverberating in the boiling space.
The sole purpose of his Divine Sense Clone was to protect his mother Ah Yin's Divine Sense Clone, ensuring she could complete the refinement of the Golden Tree's core without distraction.
The survival of Shrek City, the Soul Beasts' attack—none of these were within his scope of immediate priority.
Of course, over the long years, his secret guidance to the Sea God Pavilion to help Ah Yin refine the Golden Tree was part of the plan.
Without his clandestine assistance using Deity methods, how could those Rank 99 Limit Douluo truly integrate their souls and power perfectly into the Golden Tree, thereby extending their existence and safeguarding Shrek Academy in another form?
This was essentially an unspoken transaction: he granted the successive Pavilion Masters the opportunity to continue protecting Shrek Academy even after death, and what they paid was the power they cultivated throughout their lives and the core of their souls after death. All of this would become the resources for Ah Yin to refine the Golden Tree.
After all, for those who were already nearing their end, integrating into the Golden Tree would allow them to continue contributing to Shrek Academy and, simultaneously, aid a Deity. In their view, this was perhaps a great honor and the best possible destination.
When he transplanted the Golden Tree to Shrek Academy years ago, he had the intention of using the accumulated fortune and spiritual energy of Shrek Academy's thousands of Soul Masters over the years to nourish the tree.
The Golden Tree became Shrek Academy's foundation, helping it rise, while the power and souls of Shrek Academy's generations of powerhouses, in turn, fed the Golden Tree and indirectly benefited Ah Yin.
A win-win situation from multiple angles. In the eyes of the Sea God Tang San, this was undoubtedly a mutually beneficial outcome.
"This Sea of Life will be your burial ground."
Facing Phantylia, who intended to destroy his ten-thousand-year plan, Tang San's killing intent boiled.
Phantylia seemed to sense Tang San's resolute killing intent and responded with a more excited, twisted laughter. The destructive offense grew stronger with each wave, like an unending, terrifying storm.
"Hehe... hehehe... struggle, resist. The flower of destruction that blooms in despair is the most moving and tragically beautiful."
The Ocean of Life roared under the will of the Deity, and the Star of Destruction fell from the hands of the Lord of Annihilation.
Two divine-level existences, from different worlds and different systems but undoubtedly standing at the pinnacle of their respective power structures, engaged in a desperate fight within this most essential Life Sanctuary of Douluo Star.
Tidal waves surged, light and darkness intensely intertwined. Every collision was far more than just an energy expenditure; it was the most direct and brutal contest between the laws and wills they represented.
The battle between the Sea God Tang San and the Lord of Annihilation Phantylia had reached its white-hot peak.
Inside the Golden Tree, this Sea of Life, which should have been filled with infinite vitality and divine tranquility, had now turned into a destructive purgatory where two diametrically opposed ultimate forces fiercely collided and struggled wildly.
The purplish-black flame of silent annihilation and the cerulean divine power of the Sea God were like two violent, uncompromising giant dragons. Every biting, clashing, and annihilating strike erupted in a terrifying hum that caused the entire space to groan and tremble.
"BOOM—!"
Phantylia elegantly waved her arm. Ten thousand energy beams, condensed from purplish-black flames and shaped like sinister, withered branches, pierced the sky again.
They were no longer simple strikes but twisted and entangled like living, malevolent tentacles, instantly weaving a gigantic net of destruction that covered the entire space above. From the mesh of the net constantly dripped black fire rain capable of corroding the divine soul and annihilating life, mercilessly enveloping the area where Tang San was.
Tang San's face was as calm as still water. The Sea God Trident danced rapidly in his hand, transforming into countless dazzling golden afterimages.
Every afterimage accurately struck the energy nodes of the destructive flame network. The cerulean Sea God's divine power, like the fiercest deep-sea storm, continuously impacted and tore at the network's restraints, emitting an ear-piercing scorching sound. The destructive energy that leaked out evaporated large swaths of the surrounding Sea of Life, leaving shocking void gaps.
"A little interesting!"
Phantylia stood at the center of the destructive storm she had unleashed. She had somehow condensed a fan covered with bizarre patterns in her hand. She gently fanned herself, a playful, cat-and-mouse smile on her lips, as if watching a magnificent drama unrelated to herself.
"Your power system is somewhat similar to the mortals and those Soul Beasts of this realm, yet it is... purer? It carries an... hmm... unpleasant taste. Truly annoying."
"Evil creature, you will not succeed."
Tang San's voice pierced through the deafening energy roar, carrying authority and righteousness.
"No matter where you come from or what your purpose is, I will never allow a wicked being like you to defile the Golden Tree in the slightest."
Fighting until now, with Tang San's perspective and perception as a God King, he had already noticed numerous anomalies.
Phantylia was absolutely not a human or a Soul Beast from Douluo Star, nor was she any known race within the God Realm system he was aware of. Her form of existence was bizarre, more like a pure energy-consciousness collective born solely for destruction.
Her utterly pure will of annihilation seemed to exist innately to bring an end and demise to all things.
Although only a Divine Sense Clone at the moment, Tang San instantly judged that the opponent's goal was also the core essence of the Golden Tree.
While he had selfish motives in having his mother Ah Yin refine the Golden Tree—hoping to help his parents elevate their divine ranks—it was also to better protect and manage Douluo Star.
Of course, this was merely his unilateral idea.
The evil aura of the creature before him was monstrous. If she succeeded, Douluo Star would face an unimaginable catastrophe, which undoubtedly crossed his bottom line.
What made his heart heavy was that, for some unknown reason, his connection with his main body in the God Realm was completely isolated by an extremely powerful force. The power of this clone was finite, dwindling with every expenditure, and could not be replenished.
This battle had to be concluded quickly, and the cost was destined to be immense.
But for his mother, for Shrek, and for the Douluo Continent, he had no choice but to fight to the death.
"What a righteous and protective deity, truly... touching."
Phantylia covered her mouth and chuckled. Her laugh was clear and pleasant like silver bells but contained a deep coldness that could freeze the soul.
"It's a pity. What you see as defilement and destruction, I see as the most beautiful sublimation and art. Destruction is the ultimate beauty; withering is eternal—allow me to thoroughly display this ultimate art for you."
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