"Xiao Zi, do you think the Sea God's father…"
The Life God King looked at the Destruction God King, her tone filled with speculation.
"That's right. I suspect that Tang San has arranged for his father to descend to the lower realm. And just now, I even saw those two soul beasts that belong to him."
"We'll know for sure once the God of Wrath returns."
"I never expected Tang San to be this kind of person."
The Life God King sighed, her expression puzzled.
"Hmph! Has he done few of these kinds of things?"
"Those useless ones who ascended to the Divine Realm with him back then—besides that one who makes sausages—who among them actually passed the trials with their own abilities? Wasn't it all because of Tang San secretly manipulating things behind the scenes?"
"And that Destruction God's divine position from a while ago—didn't Tang San reserve it for someone he brought from the Tianzhu Plane?"
"And now, he's starting to meddle in the Douluo Continent Plane again. I see that the Child of Fate there has already been influenced by him. Tang San sure knows how to plan—he's even arranged for his own daughter to be by the Child of Fate's side."
"The Child of Fate nurtured over ten thousand years by the Douluo Plane—if they ascend, they'll probably become a First-Class God."
"Wait… Could it be that Tang San is planning to dominate the Divine Realm?"
The more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt. The Destruction God King suddenly realized something.
Damn it—Tang San had grand ambitions!
The Life God King gently patted his back and said softly, "Don't be anxious. Let's wait for the God of Wrath to return first."
Before long, the God of Wrath returned to the divine hall.
"Reporting to the Lord—Sea God… Tang San's father is gone."
The God of Wrath was clearly speaking too fast, making his tone slightly choppy.
At first, he wanted to say "Sea God's father," but after being with the Destruction God King for so many years, he knew his master's temperament well, so he simply referred to Tang San by name.
There was no helping it—the Destruction God King had a few "unstable days" every month. Those who served by his side lived in constant caution!
"Hmm?"
The Destruction God King frowned. What was the God of Wrath saying?
"No… No, that's not right. What I meant is—Tang San has no father anymore… No, I mean, Tang San's father is nowhere to be found in the Divine Realm."
"I searched his entire residence, and it was long empty. Even Tang San's mother was gone."
The God of Wrath explained in broken phrases.
In the Divine Realm, every god had their own residence, and they rarely left unless they had particularly close relationships with others.
"I see. You may leave for now. Do not speak of this to anyone."
The Destruction God King exchanged glances with the Life God King, understanding each other's thoughts.
"Yes, my Lord."
The God of Wrath bowed and then departed.
Sigh… The Divine Realm is about to fall into turmoil.
The departing God of Wrath mused silently.
"This Tang San… He really is… really…"
For a moment, the Destruction God King was at a loss for words.
Tang San had split his own daughter's divine consciousness, then sent his parents down to the lower realm instead of letting them enjoy divine life in the Divine Realm.
Such "filial piety" was truly commendable!
"Xiao Zi…"
Even the Life God King didn't know what to say.
The Destruction God King walked to the round table, staring at the Douluo Plane projection, lost in thought.
His suspicion was right—the phantom hammer he saw within the Douluo Plane's will likely belonged to Tang San's father, Tang Hao.
Daring to seize control of a plane's will… Tang San had completely disregarded the Divine Realm Committee. The Douluo Plane's will hadn't sent out any distress signals—likely because Tang San had suppressed it.
Tang San had been scheming for a long time. This was becoming a real problem.
Sigh! Got it!
A thought suddenly popped into the Destruction God King's mind.
If he couldn't solve the problem, then he could just eliminate the one causing the problem.
If he simply got rid of Tang San, wouldn't that resolve everything?
The more he thought about it, the more viable it seemed. Although the Divine Realm forbade gods from killing each other—since that would invoke divine punishment—he didn't need to kill Tang San. He only needed to imprison him.
His current forces far outmatched Tang San's.
"However… Evil and Kindness are friendly with Tang San, so they might try to intervene."
The Destruction God King fell into deep thought.
"Xiao Zi, look at this."
Suddenly, the Life God King's voice pulled him from his thoughts.
She pointed at the Douluo Plane's projection, where a thick, peculiar seven-colored cloud was gradually fading.
"This is the Douluo Plane's fortune. Why is it dissipating?"
The Destruction God King used his divine sense to investigate, but just as he was about to trace the source, he saw that same blue energy barrier again.
"…Tang San again."
The Life God King sighed—there was no doubt anymore. Tang San was abusing his authority for personal gain.
A gentle green light spread from her hands, once again opening a gap in the blue energy barrier.
However, this time, no killing intent surged out.
The Destruction God King narrowed his eyes.
"Is this… another Child of Fate?"
"This Douluo Plane sure is unusual, able to nurture two Children of Fate at once."
"No… This one seems like an anomaly—stealing fate from the original Child of Fate."
The Destruction God King murmured.
"But if Tang San can do it, why can't I?"
"This method… might just work."
He extended his hand, sending a wisp of dim Destruction energy into the Douluo Plane, where it disappeared.
"Xiao Zi, what are you doing?"
"Xiao Lü, we can't let this continue."
The Destruction God King looked at the Life God King with seriousness in his eyes.
The Life God King gazed back at her husband, a flicker of determination appearing in her eyes.
"Xiao Zi, no matter what you do, I will stand by you."
She leaned against his shoulder, speaking softly.
Hearing this, the Destruction God King's lips curled into a slight smile as he embraced the Life God King.
With a wave of his hand, he restored the Douluo Plane's projection, leaving Tang San's arrangements untouched—as if nothing had happened.
"An anomaly may just be an opportunity."
Red light flickered in the Destruction God King's eyes…
Half a Month Later
Jiang Jue arrived in Mingdu once more.
It was time for him to start school again.
The Sun-Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy had two academic terms per year, unlike Shrek Academy, which had only one.
At this moment, Jiang Jue's soul power had already reached the peak of level 39, just a step away from breaking through to level 40.
Thanks to the pure ice attribute soul power from the Titan Snow Demon's right palm bone, combined with the spiritual power of the Iceworm in his Soul Refining Banner, his cultivation had skyrocketed.
Additionally, the Ice Emperor in the Undead Plane had been behaving. Once the time was right, he would discuss matters with her.
Of course, if the Ice Emperor was smart, they could negotiate peacefully, and he might even reserve a spot for her main soul within the Soul Refining Banner.
If she refused to see reason… then he would simply use force.
However, Jiang Jue had a feeling that the Ice Emperor would agree—after all, she sought eternal life and had no hope of surviving her fourth tribulation.
As he thought about these things, Jiang Jue had already reached the entrance of the Sun-Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy.
There, a striking figure stood near the academy gates, looking around as if waiting for someone.
Before long, the figure spotted Jiang Jue. Her ice-blue eyes lit up with joy, and a bright smile spread across her face.
She stirred up a gentle breeze as she ran toward him.
"Jiang Jue! You're here!"