Tang Hao had been sealed for these past few years, living in a daze without knowing the passage of time.
He had failed to devour the master of the Douluo Plane, but his cultivation had already risen from a divine official to the strength equivalent of a third-class Divinity; not eating or drinking wouldn't kill him either.
However, being sealed and imprisoned by Huo Yuhao was even more of a physical and mental torture for him.
At this moment, suddenly being released from the Seal and seeing the light of day again, the blinding divine light and surging sea of clouds left him somewhat dazed for a moment. He stood frozen in place, his gaze sweeping blankly around his surroundings.
However, very soon, his line of sight locked onto that familiar figure opposite him—wasn't that his son, Tang San!
Not only Tang San, but he also saw many familiar faces from the past within the Divine Realm; those were all divinities of the Divine Realm.
In an instant, a thought burst forth in Tang Hao's mind: "The Divine Realm has returned! Tang San has brought the Divine Realm back!"
Looking past Tang San's back, those unfamiliar figures each possessed powerful auras, and among them, there was even no lack of existences at the God King level.
Tang Hao's heart trembled from these majestic auras, but soon he realized that Tang San, standing at the very front at this moment, was the center of everyone's attention.
He quickly pieced together what he believed to be the "truth" in his mind. He felt that Tang San had led the Divine Realm in a strong comeback, crushing Huo Yuhao with overwhelming strength and forcing the other party to release him.
Thinking of this, the grievances and unwillingness accumulated from being sealed for many years finally found an outlet for release.
He abruptly raised his hand, pointed at Huo Yuhao, and shouted to Tang San in a hoarse voice: "Xiao San! It was he who interrupted me from devouring the master of the Douluo Continent and ruined your grand plan of Ten Thousand Years!"
Tang Hao's "revelation" came far too suddenly; even Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment, unable to help a sentence popping up in his mind: "No, I haven't even asked yet, and you've already confessed everything yourself?"
This scene truly made everyone present freeze in unison, and even Tang San himself stiffened in place, obviously not expecting his own father to "sell" him out so cleanly and neatly at a time like this.
Actually, Tang Hao couldn't be entirely blamed either. Whoever was sealed for many years and suddenly released, meeting such a grand scene of God Kings gathering and swords drawn head-on, would inevitably lean towards thinking in the direction of "the king of the Divine Realm returns, the overall situation is settled."
Furthermore, he already harbored a deep hatred for Huo Yuhao. Seeing Tang San at this moment, he naturally couldn't wait to point out his enemy; how could he still bother to carefully consider whether the situation was truly as he expected?
The God of Destruction naturally wouldn't let go of this heaven-sent opportunity, and immediately unceremoniously delivered a ruthless mockery: "Hahaha, Tang San, didn't you want evidence? Isn't this it?"
Tang Hao finally realized at this moment that he seemed to have caused a huge disaster. The fierceness on his face faded, replaced by a wave of helplessness and panic, but words already spoken could not be taken back.
Seizing the momentum, Huo Yuhao spoke in a ringing voice that spread across the entire audience: "Everyone has also seen it: Tang San not only lured the Abyss Plane, causing countless sacrifices on the Douluo Continent for thousands of years, but even dispatched both of his parents to the Lower Realm, attempting to devour the master of the Douluo Continent and the life core!"
"In his heart, the Laws of the Divine Realm are mere scraps of paper, allowing him to trample upon them at will, treating the entire Douluo Continent as his private property!"
As he spoke, Huo Yuhao paid attention to the changes in the expressions of the gods.
Those gazes constantly swept over Tang San, but there was no longer a shred of trust left, replaced entirely by suspicion, coldness, and even undisguised disdain.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao had a clear idea in his heart; his purpose had already been achieved.
But he glanced again at Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong by Tang San's side, feeling that the heat could still be turned up a notch.
Huo Yuhao turned his head to look at the God of Destruction. Their gazes touched, and the God of Destruction immediately understood.
When it came to dealing with Tang San, the tacit understanding between them needed no further words.
With a casual wave of the God of Destruction's hand, a huge shadow of light materialized out of thin air above everyone's heads.
That patch of light and shadow was like a bright mirror suspended in the sky, vividly presenting the scenes that had occurred in another World before everyone's eyes in every detail.
Within the images, a grand and solemn palace came into view. Divine light swirled inside the hall, and the gods stood in solemn array—it was precisely the scene when the enlarged meeting of the Divine Realm was held in another World.
Among the gods of the Great God Circle behind Tang San, someone immediately couldn't help crying out in shock: "It's the Central Temple of the Divine Realm!"
Within the imagery, numerous deities of the Divine Realm sat in a circle around, and right in the absolute center of the image were Tang San and the God of Destruction.
The voice of the God of Destruction came from outside the light and shadow: "This is the scene from our World when Tang San was judged. You might all as well take a look at what else he has actually done."
The subsequent imagery was like a slowly unfurled long scroll, laying out Tang San's deeds from another World piece by piece before the gods.
Those carefully arranged hidden chess pieces, those deliberately guided fates, and those schemes carried out in the name of the "overall situation" while acting out of selfishness acted like heavy hammers, striking the hearts of the gods one after another, shattering their original perceptions of Tang San into pieces.
Tang Wutong gazed dazedly at that patch of light and shadow, her eyes full of disbelief.
She involuntarily compared it with her own past, a chill surging through her heart wave after wave—was her own Soul actually torn apart by her own father's hands?
Could it be that the choices she thought were free had been walking along a trajectory drawn by someone else from beginning to end?
Dai Yuhao also gazed at that patch of light and shadow, his gaze solemn and deep.
He turned his head to look at Tang Wutong beside him, a thought surging in his heart that almost suffocated him.
If everything had been arranged by Tang San, then how much of their encounter, mutual understanding, and falling in love... those unforgettable feelings, was true and how much was false?
Xiao Wu's tears could no longer be held back as they slipped down, smashing drop by drop along her pale cheeks.
She gripped Tang San's arm tightly, her voice trembling as she practically begged: "Third Brother, tell me this isn't true, that the you in this World hasn't done these things, right?"
Yet Tang San couldn't say a single word, because he had indeed done all those things.
Moreover, looking at Huo Yuhao's calm and resolute appearance, he had not the slightest doubt that if the other party were asked to produce evidence again, Huo Yuhao would still be able to pull it out.
Tang San's silence, in everyone's eyes, was equivalent to tacit consent.
The expressions of the gods varied, but none of them could escape two words—disappointment.
Especially those who had once received Tang San's "grace," the churning feelings in their hearts at this moment were even harder to put into words.
They had always regarded him as a benefactor and as the savior of the Divine Realm.
But now that the truth was uncovered, that gratitude instantly turned into anger at having been fooled.
Trusting the wrong person, worshiping the wrong person—this sense of disparity rising from the bottom of one's heart was even more heartbreaking than pure anger.
Tang San felt the emotional fluctuations rising from the surrounding gods, and looking at those faces that were either icy, disdainful, or heartbroken, he finally thoroughly experienced what it meant to have everyone turn against him and be utterly forsaken.
The Asura Sword in his hand could no longer be held, falling to the ground with a "clang," its blood-red blade devoid of light.
He staggered backward two steps, his figure swaying slightly as if the very last shred of supporting strength had been drained from him.
Watching his dejected and Soul-less appearance, Huo Yuhao asked in a calm tone: "If you are no longer going to make a stubborn resistance, then simply capture yourself without a fight; you cannot escape."
Tang San would not run, because he currently did not believe he had done anything wrong.
He raised his head, gazed at Huo Yuhao, and his lips moved slightly: "Everything I have done... is for the Divine Realm."
Huo Yuhao let out a cold snort: "Whether it is for the Divine Realm or not, afterward I will convene a Divine Realm meeting and let the gods judge."
Having said that, he strode to the front of Tang San. The Power of Creation quietly surged in his palm, transforming into a pink light pattern that precisely submerged into Tang San's glabella.
That force was like invisible shackles, Binding upward layer by layer to completely Seal and suppress the Divine Power, Soul, and Bloodline within Tang San's body.
Throughout the entire process, Tang San did not put up any resistance, simply closing his eyes and allowing that Seal to descend, as if he had completely resigned himself to his fate.
Huo Yuhao cast his gaze toward the gods behind Tang San, his steady voice spreading across the entire audience: "Three days from now, a judgment assembly will be held, and all of you may participate. Afterwards, whether to leave or stay is up to you to decide."
By now he had personally created the New God Realm, and this heaven and earth were still continuously improving and growing.
To tell the truth, Huo Yuhao no longer needed this returning Great God Circle.
Of course, if the Great God Circle was willing to stay, he wouldn't stop them either. Perhaps there was still a possibility of the two sides merging, which might not necessarily be a bad thing for the New God Realm.
Hearing this, the gods immediately broke into a buzz of discussion, whispering about the possibilities afterward.
At this moment, the Light God King Chang Gongwei, as a representative of the other Divine Realms, walked up to Huo Yuhao.
His expression was gentle and his tone was open, getting straight to the point: "Under the Space-Time Turbulence, the Divine Realm where we were located has already been destroyed. Afterwards, we may impose on you here for a period of time."
Huo Yuhao smiled, his tone easy-going: "I said before that this matter is directed only at Tang San alone, and has nothing to do with everyone."
Looking at Chang Gongwei's gentle and bright appearance, he always felt there was some similarity to the previously disguised Tang San, and secretly kept a measure of alertness in his heart.
Huo Yuhao naturally wouldn't be fooled by appearances; whether the other party was a friend or an enemy would still depend on what they did afterward.
Thus he added another sentence: "As long as everyone does not violate the rules of the Divine Realm and does not wantonly disturb the Lower Realm, you can stay for as long as you like."
Even if these people had ulterior motives, he had sufficient means to suppress them.
Chang Gongwei did not say much more, nodding in greeting before turning to leave. Afterwards, the body-integrated Gu Yuena came to Huo Yuhao's side.
Her gaze swept across the gods opposite who had already returned to the Great God Circle, and she said softly: "Tang San got what he deserved. His matters are resolved, and from now on you can safely develop the New God Realm."
Huo Yuhao turned his head to look at her, smiled, and pulled her hand as he said: "The New God Realm will continue to expand, but perhaps... there are still new things to do."
A trace of doubt flashed through Gu Yuena's eyes.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao's mind had already sunk into his own Spiritual Sea.
Now within his Spiritual Sea, those Spirit Souls had long since departed, and his teacher Electrolux had also independently become a god.
The entire Spiritual Sea was spacious and tranquil, with only the Divine Artifact Kunlun Mirror hanging high in the upper air, its mirror surface circulating a deep, profound luster.
Huo Yuhao noticed that among those few cracks originally on the Kunlun Mirror, one had actually quietly vanished.
At the same time, he clearly perceived that he seemed to be able to transmigrate to a new World once again.
And this World is...
(The End)
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