Tang Wulin saw a child walk in through the door—golden pupils, black hair.
It was not like his own black hair and black eyes, nor did it resemble his father Tang San's neutral blue-haired appearance.
No direct inherited traits, nor skipped-generation ones.
But between the brows of the golden-eyed, black-haired child was an air of wild arrogance—one that seemed familiar to him and yet evoked immense loathing.
In an instant, all he heard was a "crack," the sound of his heart shattering into pieces.
He froze in place. One hand holding a bowl of noodles, the other with a pair of chopsticks, lifting a clump of noodles that now hung midair—eventually going cold.
He barely regained some clarity of mind and followed the gaze of the golden-eyed child who dove into Gu Yuena's arms, finally landing his sight on Gu Yuena herself.
With just a single glance, Gu Yuena lowered her head in sorrow.
No explanation. And that single look extinguished the last ember of hope in Tang Wulin's heart.
Like a mechanical puppet, frame by frame, he brought the now-cold noodles to his mouth.
"Slurp—" At last, he swallowed a mouthful of noodles.
"Whoo—"
Just then, a gust of wind flung open the door.
A face identical in proportions to the child in Gu Yuena's arms—but magnified—appeared before Tang Wulin.
He hadn't even figured out how to face Gu Yuena who had brought a son with her, nor how they'd live together in the future...
But now, the child's real father had returned.
Honestly, Tang Wulin was dumbfounded.
Yet what shocked him even more was that, despite his current god-level strength, he actually felt an overwhelming pressure in front of Di Tian.
At that moment, Di Tian gave him the same kind of oppressive feeling as his father, Tang San.
Under the boundless pressure—like an abyss or a vast ocean—his brain's CPU spun at high speed, thoughts sparking and flashing, nearly short-circuiting. But eventually, he caught a thread of clarity.
He distinctly remembered that before he lost consciousness, Di Tian was no longer a match for him.
Just a mere Beast God—he could make Di Tian tremble with just a glare.
It's fake! This must be fake!
As soon as this thought surfaced, Tang Wulin's world began to tremble violently.
"Crack! Crack…"
Everything he saw—people and objects alike—shattered like images in a mirror, spiderweb-like cracks spreading, and the mirrored scenes fracturing apart.
The world collapsed in an instant. That timeline had reached its end.
Gu Yuena, Di Tian, the golden-eyed black-haired child, Le Qingling...
Everything—every last thing—dissipated into phantoms of the past.
"Wulin! Wulin…"
As Tang San's thunderous shouts echoed in his ears, Tang Wulin broke free from the illusion and suddenly awakened.
"Huff... huff..." He gasped for breath.
Next to him, Tang San's divine sense stirred with intense concern.
He had clearly greatly reduced the difficulty of the Asura God inheritance trial illusion—so why had it taken so long? What exactly had Wulin experienced in the illusion?
Puzzled beyond measure, but with the godhood inheritance in progress, Tang San had no time to dwell on it.
Tang Wulin himself was just as confused.
The illusion of a godhood inheritance is a fusion of the inheritor's own thoughts and the impressions of those involved.
How could he possibly have such thoughts?
And those who appeared in the illusion couldn't possibly have them either.
Di Tian was an enemy. Why would Gu Yuena side with the enemy?
Is something happening in the outside world?
A seed called "suspicion" was planted in his heart.
He planned to contact Xie Xie after inheriting the Asura God position and ask him about it.
But for now, Tang Wulin knew very clearly: priorities must be set.
Between father and son, a bond of blood exists. After recognition, it naturally resonates in harmony.
As the two locked eyes, the birth of the new Asura God officially began.
Cosmic Black Hole. Douluo God Realm.
The undisputed core of the God Realm, within the Central Hub of the God Realm.
Tang San, the God among Gods, was designated as the ruler of the God Realm by the departing Evil God King and Kind God King. He had defeated the Destruction God King and persuaded the Life God King. As the enforcer of the Douluo God Realm, his authority was unparalleled.
At this moment, Tang San dismissed the guardian deities of the God Realm's core—one of the on-duty first-level gods.
The God Realm's Central Hub, being the nerve center of a divine world, was as vital to the realm as the core was to the Dragon God—a boundless source of divine energy.
Only the five God Kings and over thirty First-Level Gods were qualified to enter this core.
After dismissing the on-duty First-Level God, Tang San was left alone in the central hub.
With the key to the core in hand, he had full command of the God Realm's energy.
The surging divine energy of the realm enveloped Tang San, causing him to levitate instantly.
An aura of Shura's Hell spread outward—the killing intent nearly solidified.
He stretched out both hands. Two items, steeped in dense Shura killing aura, floated above his palms, radiating intense waves of slaughter.
One was a hexagonal blood-red crystal—the seed of the Asura God's divine position, with metallic edges and a red amber-like crystal, within which flickered a dark-red sword shadow.
The other was the Shura Blood Sword—a super divine weapon born alongside the Asura God's position, following it eternally.
A massive blood-red sword over two meters long, its blade long and thick, covered in dark-golden nether patterns. The crimson blade emitted a terrifying aura of slaughter.
The divine position was severed, and the Shura Sword removed—everything was ready.
Tang San began to use the power of the God Realm Core to transmit these two objects back to the Douluo Plane.
From outside the central hub, one could see the beam of divine energy piercing the sky—a sight that would shock the gods.
And indeed, it did shock them.
To safely and accurately transmit the divine seed and super divine weapon of the Asura God across the endless starry sea to the Douluo Plane required a massive amount of energy.
Even for Tang San, who had full control of the God Realm, it was impossible to conceal the explosive light beam from the God Realm's core.
In no time, God Kings Ji Dong and Lie Yan, along with more than thirty other God Realm Lords and First-Level Gods, all rushed toward the central hub.
This included the former God of Emotions Rong Nianbing, current God of Emotions Huo Yuhao, God of Destruction Zhou Weiqing, the Seven Elemental Gods, Seven Deadly Sin Gods, and others—arriving swiftly at the God Realm Committee at the core.
There, they saw Tang San alone.
The first to speak was Rong Nianbing, one of the few gods in the God Realm who could converse with Tang San as an equal.
"Tang San, why are you channeling so much God Realm energy?"
"We're still preparing for war with the six major God Realms. How can you waste the core's energy like this?"
Rong Nianbing's words echoed the concerns of many other gods.
Yet in front of Tang San, few dared voice their thoughts so directly.
(End of Chapter)