Bang!
The Golden Dragon King was slammed to the ground by the impact of a gray sword blade, leaving a deep crater beneath her.
Swoosh!
In a flash of golden light, the Golden Dragon King shot forward through the sky.
"Damn it! Just you wait!" She shouted before fleeing the scene.
In the pit she left behind, golden liquid clearly stained the ground—the Golden Dragon King was injured!
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Ye Feng hovered nearby, murmuring to himself, "Her physical strength is terrifying… I thought he'd be dead by now."
He realized he had underestimated the Golden Dragon King's defense. As the dust settled, the others finally arrived one by one.
Ye Feng turned and flashed to Bibi Dong's side. "Dong'er, what's going on?" he asked.
From Bibi Dong's explanation, Ye Feng learned that after Tang San ascended to the Spirit Realm, he inherited the positions of both the Shura God and the Sea God. In other words, Tang San held the power of two high gods alone.
Not only that—by inheriting the Shura God's authority, Tang San also gained control over the Spirit Realm Center. Using this, he went to the Forbidden God Forest and forcibly unsealed the Golden Dragon King.
The moment she was freed, the Golden Dragon King began taking revenge on the human gods.
But it didn't stop there.
With control over the Spirit Realm Center, Tang San altered the laws of the lower realms. Beasts that originally couldn't ascend were now able to rise from the 108 worlds under the Spirit Realm's jurisdiction.
In addition to his law enforcement team and subordinate gods, Tang San now had a legion of ascended beasts at his command.
He used all this as leverage to negotiate with the God of Evil and the God of Destruction. No one knew what promises were made, but in the end, both supreme gods chose to support Tang San.
"What about the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Kindness? Don't they care?" Ye Feng asked.
"They're the wives of the God of Evil and the God of Destruction. How could they possibly go against their husbands?" Bibi Dong replied bitterly. "They've allowed the fate of the Spirit Realm to fall into Tang San's hands. He's letting the Golden Dragon King run wild and attack the human gods."
"Cousin, what should we do next?" Ye Lingling flew up beside Ye Feng, a hint of panic in her voice.
"We return to the Spirit Realm Committee and convene a full meeting of the gods. This is a crisis we must face together," Ye Feng said firmly.
The Forbidden God Forest lay at the heart of the Spirit Realm. A hundred years ago, it was known as the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, named after the ten thousand different beast species that once thrived there.
But after the war between human gods and divine beasts erupted, the nine Dragon Kings fell in battle, and the Dragon God was forced to split into two halves.
The Silver Dragon King fled the Spirit Realm, and the Golden Dragon King was sealed deep within this forest.
To prevent anyone from interfering with the seal, the area was renamed the Forbidden God Forest. Without approval from the Spirit Realm Committee, no god was allowed entry.
At the forest's center stood the ruins of the City of Ten Thousand Beasts—once the Dragon God's domain, now desolate. But with Tang San's rise, even the beasts from the lower worlds who had ascended were brought here. Under Tang San, the ruins began to flourish once more.
A golden streak of light shot toward the ruined city—it was the Golden Dragon King.
A brutal sword scar was etched into her forehead, golden blood streaming from the wound. She entered the rear mountain of the city, where a villa stood quietly.
As she landed, a brilliant golden light shone around her, shrinking until her body morphed into that of a woman.
She was stunning—long golden hair that reached her ankles, flowing like golden crystal; delicate white skin; crimson eyes that gleamed with power and anger. Even in a plain red robe, she radiated a breathtaking sensuality.
Covering her sword wound with a pale jade hand, she trembled with rage.
"Injured?" Tang San's surprised voice came from within the villa. He stood up and walked toward her with a concerned look.
"Damn it… That bastard. Next time we meet, I'll kill him," the Golden Dragon King growled.
"You okay?" Tang San asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"I underestimated the power of destruction," she muttered. "Even with my recovery ability, I've only healed thirty percent…"
Suddenly, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Ye Feng was no ordinary god—he was the God of Creation. His divine energy, the Power of Creation, could birth anything in the world... and destroy anything as well.
Thus, the Power of Creation was also known as the Power of Destruction.
"That's good," Tang San said with a soft smile. He gently patted her shoulder. "Rest for now. I'll protect you."
The Golden Dragon King didn't respond. The moment she relaxed, a multicolored energy spread out from Tang San's palm, enveloping her completely.
Her eyes widened in alarm.
She couldn't move.
"What… are you doing?" she demanded.
"Haha. What do you think?" Tang San smirked, his expression turning dark.
"What are you trying to do!?" the Golden Dragon King repeated, her voice sharp.
"Devour you, of course," Tang San answered coldly.
"Devour?" she gasped.
"That's right. I've only absorbed the power of the Silver Dragon King. Right now, I'm merely half a Dragon God. But you… you're the final piece. I need a physical body that can withstand true divine force."
His eyes gleamed with madness.
"Once I devour you, I'll become the real Dragon God. Only then can I gain the Power of Creation and face Ye Feng head-on."
Tang San's voice grew more twisted. "You know I was the one who pushed you to seek revenge. I've waited for this day. You're the Golden Dragon King. If you were at full power, taking you down would be nearly impossible. But now… you're weak. Now is the perfect time."
"You… despicable scum!" she spat.
"Accept your fate, Golden Dragon King," Tang San said coldly. "The original Dragon God won't return. And unless I use the Spirit Realm Center, I can't guarantee a victory against Ye Feng."
He glanced around at the restored city.
"I like this world. I don't want to destroy it. That's why you, as the Golden Dragon King, must contribute your strength—for the sake of the divine beast race."
"What about the Silver Dragon King?" she hissed. "Did you do the same to her?"
Tang San's face remained calm.
"Her only goal is to restore the status of the divine beast race. I believe… even she would agree with what I'm doing."
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