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Chapter 9 The Incompetent Tang 3.jpg
Spirit world.
Inside a secret room in the Sea God's mansion.
A white-haired figure sat cross-legged on the stone platform, his eyes closed. A cold and dark red killing intent emanated from his body, surging and undulating like a tide, enveloping the entire secret room in a suffocating sense of oppression.
It was Tang San.
At this moment, the power belonging to the Asura God's position is restlessly surging within Tang San's body, constantly trying to break free of its restraints and completely engulf his consciousness.
At a certain moment, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes.
The killing intent was so clear in that instant that it almost solidified, and a dark red light flashed in his eyes.
But the next moment, blue-gold divine power surged, forcibly suppressing that killing intent.
The white hair faded, returning to its usual long blue color. Tang San's eyes were calm, but he unconsciously frowned, a layer of doubt appearing in his eyes.
Why did he suddenly seem a little dazed?
He seemed to have a dream.
He dreamt that... he, who had just become a disciple of a teacher, suddenly wrote out the entire Xuan Tian Bao Lu and handed it to someone. Then that person took him to Xiao Wu, and he just watched helplessly as the other person manipulated it, feeling utterly powerless.
Tang San rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.
This strange dream stirred his emotions, causing the Asura God's position to once again subtly spiral out of control within him.
A dark red killing intent stirred within him. Tang San took a deep breath, summoned the Trident of the Sea God, and slammed it heavily onto the ground, forcefully suppressing it.
Tang San unconsciously recalled the contents of that dream, but he couldn't make out the person's face no matter what he did.
In my memory, that person was like a veil, or as if deliberately concealed by something, leaving only a blurry black silhouette.
Besides that, other details are gradually fading away, leaving only a vague impression, and the feeling of helplessness—watching Xiao Wu being manipulated at will by that dark figure while he could only stand by and watch helplessly—remains vivid...
Tang San's emotions became somewhat unstable again.
He took a deep breath, a vague guess forming in his mind.
This is probably an illusion caused by the upheaval of the Asura God's position.
After all, how could he possibly have such strange dreams? It's impossible that he has some kind of special fetish, right?
Tang San shook his head, calmed himself down, and then raised his hand to summon a huge light screen.
Within the light screen, the Douluo plane floated silently in the universe, with azure and emerald green intertwined, shrouded in clouds and mist, beautiful and magnificent.
Tang San skillfully zoomed in and out, finally locking onto a spot in the Star Dou Empire.
There, a young boy who had just finished chopping wood was diligently practicing his cultivation.
Despite being born with only level one innate soul power and being ridiculed by everyone in the Duke's mansion, he is the chosen one of this world, possessing abundant luck power.
Sensing the dense aura that almost overflowed the light screen, Tang San breathed a slight sigh of relief.
As long as the grand plan of ten thousand years proceeds smoothly and this power of fortune is brought into his possession, the problem of the Asura God position can be greatly alleviated. At that time, he will be a true God King!
Tang San felt a surge of anticipation. He gazed at this chosen one for a moment, then looked away and prepared to turn his attention to the Clear Sky Sect.
However, the next moment, his fingers stopped.
He frowned, as if he had seen something, and zoomed in on the screen again, his gaze landing on a certain spot in Douluo Continent.
That place... is Shrek City.
The entire city's image was displayed on the screen, with buildings and streets clearly visible.
However... the energy trail disappeared.
Tang San's expression changed.
"How come there's such a big empty space!"
He heightened his senses again, probing that area with his divine sense, but... it was still empty.
There was no flow of qi, no energy fluctuations, and nothing he should have been able to perceive.
The entire Shrek City was like a magic-free zone, as if a white spot had suddenly appeared on a colorful painting, clean and devoid of anything.
Tang San had only seen this kind of situation in some low-level planes where there was no cultivation system and energy was scarce.
But even in a lower-level plane, there is still a basic energy cycle. How could it be like Shrek City now, with a whole section of it empty?
It's clearly covered up by something!
Tang San was somewhat emotionally unstable.
First, he dreamt of Xiao Wu being manipulated at will; then, the Asura Godhood took the opportunity to backfire; and now, his most cherished ten-thousand-year plan seems to have run into trouble, especially since he had only recently placed his mother into the Douluo Continent...
Tang San simply couldn't take it anymore.
The next instant, Tang San's figure vanished from the secret chamber.
Beyond Douluo Star, in the universe.
Tang San appeared out of thin air, his sea-blue divine robe shimmering slightly under the starlight.
He gazed at Douluo Star below, his eyes glowing purple as he enhanced his Purple Demon Eyes with his own divine power, observing Shrek City with his naked eyes.
At first glance, everything appears normal.
Shrek City stood there intact, its buildings clearly visible, without any gaps or abnormalities. He could even see some Shrek Academy students sparring in the Soul Arena, their soul power emanating with uncanny clarity.
But when he switched back to the perspective of a deity...
That blank space still exists, like a white patch embedded in a colorful canvas, glaring and eerie.
Even the Shrek Academy students who were sparring didn't seem to be sparring at all, but rather they were having a dance battle, performing some kind of comical pantomime, and you couldn't sense any fluctuations in their soul power at all.
Tang San remained silent for a moment, then flashed back into the secret chamber.
He did not make another move.
Gods are not allowed to interfere with the mortal realm; this is a rule of the divine realm.
Although he never took this rule too seriously, a certain god-king took it very seriously.
Tang San raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the thick walls of the secret chamber, looking towards a certain direction in the God Realm.
There, wisps of purple aura of destruction flowed through the void, faint yet palpable, like a gaze or a warning.
Tang San withdrew his gaze, his brows furrowing slightly.
After a moment's thought, he raised his hand, and a message, following some hidden connection, passed through the barrier of the divine realm and landed directly in a certain place in the Douluo plane.
...Let Da Ming and Er Ming investigate the specifics first.
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On the other side, the castle is destroyed.
On his throne, the God of Destruction looked at the Douluo Plane in the light screen, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
He wasn't paying attention intentionally.
He just wanted to retire, so when he had nothing to do, he would occasionally glance at the many planes under the jurisdiction of the God Realm to see if there were any potential candidates who could be suited for the position of God of Destruction.
Normally, when he observes these planes, each plane has its own energy cycle, colorful and different.
However, today, some blank spaces suddenly appeared in the Douluo Continent.
It was so conspicuous that it was hard for him not to notice it.
After a moment's thought, the God of Destruction separated a wisp of his divine consciousness and placed it outside the Douluo plane to keep an eye on things.
He had no intention of interfering, since according to the default rules of the God Realm, this was a plane under Tang San's jurisdiction.
However, it's still okay to pay a little attention.
Who knows, there might be a surprise?