The intense fluctuations of killing intent caused the entire space to ripple and even distort.
Having just inherited the position of the Asura God, Tang Wulin's control over the Asura killing intent was still far from smooth.
"Wulin, calm down!"
"What did you just promise? You must not act on impulse!"
Suddenly, Tang San's divine sense spoke out through the Asura God's divine consciousness.
At the same time, he forcefully suppressed the riotous Asura killing intent.
"I'm acting on impulse?" Tang Wulin, brimming with rage, retorted.
"I just want to go out and rescue Gu Yue Na, and bring her and my parents back to the hidden sub-world. I absolutely won't clash head-on with Di Tian."
However, Tang San had a completely different view.
When it didn't concern Xiao Wu, Tang San was usually extremely calm.
And that calmness allowed him to rationally analyze all the causes and consequences.
"Di Tian rushed to send your adoptive parents, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, back—he clearly wants to lure you out."
"I suspect even the news that Gu Yue Na is pregnant, so widely spread, was fabricated by Di Tian."
"Once you go out, do you really think Di Tian would let you just take Gu Yue Na and leave in peace?"
"Think about it differently: why would Di Tian be so eager to force you out? It must be because he's afraid. The Asura God once killed the Dragon God."
"He fears your rise as the new Asura God, so he's trying to strike early."
"The more our enemy fears something, the more we should develop it."
"What you should be doing now is suppressing your emotions and focusing on cultivating the Asura God position to its peak."
"Then, just like the previous Asura God who slew the Dragon God—or like I, your father, who slew the Golden Dragon King—you can slay Di Tian."
"…"
With his biological father's earnest persuasion, Tang Wulin gradually calmed down.
The Asura killing intent that had almost burst from the hidden sub-world was slowly suppressed and drawn back.
Tang Wulin's effort to control his impulse and return to calm made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone except one person—"Ya Li," who had been silently standing still—suddenly moved.
Her spiritual energy connected to Tang Wulin's Asura divine consciousness, though she didn't trace it backward.
Doing so would've instantly gotten her connection severed by Tang San's divine sense.
All she did was use mental projection to show Tang Wulin something "beautiful."
Sensing the holy, angelic spiritual power from "Ya Li," Tang Wulin instinctively turned to look at her.
That one glance revealed an answer that had confused him for over a decade.
In the mental projection, someone was killing his first love—the beautiful senior Ouyang Zixin.
Tang Wulin stared at the back of the man in the image, and at Ouyang Zixin's lifeless body on the ground, even her soul utterly destroyed.
His heart clenched in pain.
The long-buried memory surged up, once deliberately faded and softened by Tang San's spiritual imprint.
"Who?!"
"Who the hell was it?!"
At this point, even Tang San couldn't sever the Asura God divine consciousness in time.
In the projection, the man turned around—shockingly, it was a young Tang Wulin.
The blood-colored Blue Silver Grass martial soul retracting around him confirmed it even more clearly.
Everything—every detail—was now laid bare before Tang Wulin.
He was absolutely sure that he himself would never hurt Ouyang Zixin.
The only one who could control him like that was...
As his thoughts unfolded, what followed pierced him to the core.
The emotional devastation nearly wiped out his rational will, and the Asura killing intent threatened to explode the hidden sub-world.
This mental projection was visible to everyone—not just Tang Wulin, but also Xie Xie and the other five Shrek Seven Monsters saw it all.
Now, it was obvious to everyone that "Ya Li" was compromised.
"Ya Li"—or more accurately, Di Tian—stopped pretending.
He lifted his head, golden light streaming from his face.
Ya Li's appearance faded with the golden glow, revealing Di Tian's true form in full view.
"Di Tian!"
Xie Xie and the others shouted in shock. They never imagined Ya Li was the traitor!
But Di Tian paid them no mind.
Behind him, silver light flickered—space energy surged—and Yuanen Yehui strode out into midair.
Today, she would take on five enemies at once!
Di Tian, left at the scene, released his divine king–level spiritual energy like a galaxy, impacting the entire Douluo plane.
He clearly sensed that space was swelling, like a balloon filled with gas—growing larger and larger.
As the hidden sub-world that housed Tang Wulin and Tang San's divine sense continued to swell and become more obvious, Di Tian finally located it.
Only after pinpointing it did he realize why it had been so hard to find.
The hidden sub-world was constantly moving, randomly appearing in corners of the main Douluo plane's space.
But once Di Tian locked onto it the first time, it could no longer escape.
A black dragon claw, shimmering with obsidian light, stretched forth, slicing through layer after layer of space until it reached its target.
The balloon-like hidden sub-world popped with a single jab of the black dragon claw.
A beautiful scene unfolded—golden wheat ears vaporized into golden light, cascading down like waterfalls into the Douluo plane.
Inside were two familiar figures, instantly revealed.
It had been many years since Tang Wulin and Tang San's divine sense parted from the Tang Sect branch in Heaven Dou City.
Now reunited, the two put on a "moving and magnificent" father-son tragedy for Di Tian.
From the ruptured hidden sub-world came a crisp slap.
"Smack!"
In a fit of madness, Tang Wulin slapped Tang San's divine sense, sending it flying.
This heart-wrenching "father-son play" didn't interest Di Tian for long.
The battle began.
Di Tian immediately entered the battlefield.
But honestly, calling what happened next a "battle" was a stretch.
There was no intensity.
One was Tang Wulin, newly crowned Asura God.
The other was just a divine sense projection of a god king.
And their opponent—Di Tian—was a real, full-strength God King wielding two supreme divine artifacts.
They didn't stand a chance.
The battle ended as quickly as it began—three moves at most.
Two dragon claws formed in the void and grasped tightly.
One claw seized Tang San's divine sense.
Through the illusory nine-colored dragon claw, Tang San's panting, bloodshot, yet helpless and furious face could be seen.
The second claw captured Tang Wulin's true body.
Di Tian closed in, grabbed the unconscious Tang Wulin, and immediately began refining.
He wasn't refining Tang Wulin's body.
Instead, he perfectly extracted the god-core containing the concentrated bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, along with the Asura God's inheritance seed.
(End of Chapter)