The scene of the Sea God's divine position shattering once again made Tang San's mind reel.
"Who dares to tamper with my faith-based divine power?!"
In truth, this wasn't even a real question.
Because within the Douluo Plane right now, only one being had the power to affect his divine faith: Di Tian.
Tang San knew that very well. But what puzzled him to no end was:
At this time, shouldn't Di Tian be holed up in his lair, nursing his wounds and devouring the Silver Dragon King's bloodline from Gu Yuena?
Even if Di Tian truly had come out of hiding, there was no way he could instantly target all of Tang San's followers.
It must be understood—every single force that joined in the rebuilding of Shrek Academy and the revival of Tang Sect contributed to his divine faith.
These included prominent clans and sects in the open, as well as hidden sects and families.
They had all been discreetly contacted and coordinated by the Shrek Seven Devils, Tang Sect's leadership, and Da Ming.
In fact, even among themselves, those in charge didn't know all the allies involved.
Moreover, according to multiple external reports, Di Tian had been enjoying himself in the Star Dou Forest all this time.
So how could he have possibly known every single one of the Sea God's followers, and exterminated them all at once?
Even if just a small number of believers had remained, the divine position of the Sea God wouldn't have shattered immediately—Tang San would've still had room to maneuver.
Blinded and disoriented, a wave of panic rose in Tang San's heart.
He urgently needed real-time information to dispel this deep sense of unease.
But reality, as always, didn't cater to his desires.
Da Ming had been sent out into the sealed micro-world and hadn't returned.
Contacting the outside directly posed enormous risks of exposure.
The most reliable option now was to establish contact through the new Asura God, Tang Wulin, and the external Shrek Seven Devils.
After passing the red-level trials of the Asura God, the five of them had earned the rank of Asura God's Representatives on Earth—also known as Asura High Priests—and had some ways to make contact.
At this point, father and son were of one mind, and their thoughts coincided.
Tang Wulin also wanted to know what exactly had happened in his hometown, Aolai City, involving Gu Yuena.
The divine will of the Asura God began probing outward from the tightly sealed micro-world, gently and cautiously extending feelers to the outside world.
But even if they managed to establish contact, what awaited them would only be a flood of bad news—one devastating blow after another.
Everything had changed too fast, far too fast, for anyone to react or adapt.
Outside world, Douluo Plane.
Bi Ji held the Black Dragon Reverse Scale, commanding all soul beasts across the land.
With the roster Di Tian had recorded using his God-King level spiritual power, basically a Book of Life and Death, she began to visit them—one by one.
The space-warping powers granted by the Reverse Scale allowed the soul beasts to swiftly reach every corner of the Douluo Plane.
Ruins of Heaven Dou City, distant outskirts.
Seven Treasures Mountain, home of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Zi Ji's seductive figure stepped through the void.
Her delicate nose twitched, sniffing the air filled with smoke and battle fire.
Looking down at the nearly annihilated sect, her brows furrowed slightly."Seriously? Nothing at all?"
Zi Ji had been personally in charge of wiping out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—yet she wasn't very satisfied.
That supposedly unrivaled auxiliary martial soul, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, didn't appear even once.
"Did your ancestors, Ning Rongrong and Oscar, really leave behind no descendants?"
"Not even a single divine realm trial zone?"
Below her, in the main hall of the decimated sect, the current Sect Master huddled with the last remaining members of the clan—just a few cats and kittens.
Even facing total annihilation, a bitter smile still appeared on the Sect Master's face in response to her offhand remark.
Of course they had hoped otherwise. But in truth, Ning Rongrong and Oscar left behind no heirs at all.
As for exclusive divine trials or secret realms—none existed either.
Since Tang San's ascension two millennia ago, aside from the Clear Sky Sect clearly retaining a divine trial realm that allowed its disciples to earn extremely rare divine soul rings…
Other gods, such as the God of Food, Nine-Colored God, God of War, God of Speed, God of Emotion, and so on, none of them left behind trial spaces after ascending from the Douluo Plane.
Historical records had sparse references to divine trial realms being cast by foreign gods two millennia ago.
But after Tang San's ascension, not a single divine trial site or divine inheritance had appeared—except for Clear Sky Sect.
Shaking off these stray thoughts, the Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stood up with effort, determined to preserve the final trace of the clan's bloodline.
"Honorable Beast King Zi Ji, I understand why you're here. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect chose the wrong side."
"But the clansmen behind me, they did not know the elders' decisions."
"With their talent and power, they pose no threat to you at all."
"I surrender willingly. Please, spare their lives."
Zi Ji didn't even bother to listen, nor to look at the burning hatred hidden in the survivors' eyes.
"The Beast God commands—leave no one alive."
At her command, the soul beasts she brought charged the sect's final stronghold.
A sect with over twenty thousand years of history, born from the ancient Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was completely wiped out that day.
"ROAR—ROAR—!!"
Beastly roars echoed across the Seven Treasures Mountain.
One after another, soul beasts' cultivation surged before one's very eyes.
The same scene played out across the continent.
Including the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, already weakened.
Two millennia ago, they missed the train of the era. One millennium ago, they barely hopped on—but only with two head compartments advancing to godhood.
Now, as soon as the son of the God King Tang San, Tang Wulin, revealed his identity—
They rushed to pledge loyalty.
So they, too, were wiped out.
The misfortunate, always one step too slow Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, faded silently from history.
Even the most powerful hidden sect today, the Clear Sky Sect, was not spared.
High up in the clouds, in their secret fortress, the Hidden Clear Sky Castle, they could no longer maintain their isolation or tranquility.
They were continuously bombarded by wave after wave of fierce beasts, shaking the mountains, sending birds and animals fleeing.
The great defensive formation, woven from the divine trial realm, was personally shattered by Bi Ji using the Black Dragon Reverse Scale.
Without the protection of the divine formation and lacking high-end combat power, the Clear Sky Sect was flattened in less than an hour.
And because they did retain a divine trial realm, the soul beasts gained the most from this battle.
Some ten-thousand-year soul beasts even broke through to one-hundred-thousand years on the spot.
Also targeted were:
The Xuanming Sect of the Xu family
The Sea God Clan of the Chen family
The North Sea Legion of the Shen family
The Blood God Legion of the Long and Jiang families
All were simultaneously struck by a wave of surprise attacks from the soul beasts.
(End of Chapter)