The Divine Realm.
Just after finishing a meeting, Asura noticed a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
That power had vanished!
Logically, the Silver Dragon King would need at least twenty thousand years to cleanse the divine power he had left behind!
This was according to the time in the lower realms; in the Divine Realm, it would still take fifty or sixty years.
Asura's expression grew serious. It wasn't that he feared the Silver Dragon King—if he could strike her down once, he could do it a second time.
What he feared was the Dragon God's early return!
If that happened, all his plans would be thrown into chaos.
This was the agreement he had with the Dragon God. The strike he dealt to the Silver Dragon King was part of that agreement.
Without the Dragon God resisting, he could split the Dragon God in two. For the newly born Silver Dragon King, if he went all out, how could she possibly escape?
There was another reason the Silver Dragon King left.
The Golden Dragon King had inherited the destructive aspect of the Dragon God, and needed to be sealed away until the right time to utilize his power.
The Silver Dragon King inherited the creative aspect and the goodness of the Dragon God. Using her… No, wait, how could one say "using" when it comes to gods?
It was for the Divine Realm, for the good of everyone. A little sacrifice was necessary.
"This matter is beyond my control now."
"If the Dragon God does indeed awaken early, I…"
"No, no, I'd better run first!"
With this thought, Asura had his answer.
No matter how the Silver Dragon King recovered early, this was a serious issue.
Aside from himself, no one knew that when the Dragon God was defeated, it was done willingly and without resistance.
Could a being at the Dragon God's level really die so easily?
He wasn't dead at all!
If he wished, he could essentially revive at any time!
But for the sake of the Douluo Universe, the Dragon God had no choice but to make a sacrifice.
Asura knew this, but it didn't mean the other gods were aware.
Even the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King, who were said to be avatars of the Dragon God, didn't know this.
The soul beasts had placed all the blame on Asura.
Originally, according to his agreement with the Dragon God, it would take the Silver Dragon King at least twenty thousand years to recover from her injuries, and the Dragon God's revival was set for thirty thousand years later.
This time span was more than enough for the Divine Realm to develop and for old Asura to make his escape.
"Should I tell them?"
Asura stroked his chin, lost in thought.
The gods of the Divine Realm had just held a meeting because of Neuvillette and Focalors.
The two were powerful enough to be god-king level. As long as they didn't pose a threat to the Divine Realm, it didn't matter if they occupied a lower realm. Peaceful coexistence was the best option.
But no sooner had the meeting ended than the issue with the Silver Dragon King arose, leaving Asura speechless.
The Douluo Continent really was full of surprises!
"Forget it, as long as she doesn't take any drastic actions, let her be."
Asura trusted in the Silver Dragon King's goodness, just as he trusted the Dragon God.
The Dragon God, for the greater good, was willing to fall, to destroy the divine beast race he had created with his own hands, and to make way for the human gods.
Moreover, the Dragon God personally cast a curse: until the Dragon God returned, no beast race could become a god!
Yes, the curse that prevented soul beasts on the Douluo Continent from becoming gods was cast by the Dragon God himself!
This matter had nothing to do with Asura or the other gods.
The soul beasts were completely unaware that the god they revered was the one preventing them from becoming gods!
Di Tian, for the future of the soul beast race, had no choice but to sacrifice himself to the young Dragon God...
But this young Dragon God was completely unworthy of bearing the Dragon God's title!
"Tang San, oh Tang San, among all my successors, you are the one who would stop at nothing to achieve your goals," Asura God murmured. "You have no sense of shame, nor will you ever feel any guilt."
"You are the most suitable person to handle the remaining tasks."
"If it weren't for this, Tang Chen might have been the best choice, but alas, he was too upright..."
Tang Chen might never have known that because of his integrity and righteousness, he lost the inheritance of the Asura God's position.
What he lacked was neither talent nor strength...
In terms of talent, Tang Chen could surpass Tang San by miles!
All of Tang San's skills, except for his spirit abilities, were either inherited from others or stolen; none were self-created.
Tang Chen, on the other hand, created the Nine Absolutes of the Clear Sky Hammer, the Random Cloak Hammer Technique, the Ring Explosion, and the Great Sumeru Hammer based on his own martial spirit characteristics...
Especially the Great Sumeru Hammer, which was on par with divine skills! It wasn't Clear Sky Hammer is best but Tang Chen made it best.
If Tang Chen had even half of Tang San's ruthlessness, the Asura God would have passed on his divine position to him.
But unfortunately, Tang Chen wasn't that kind of person.
Tang Chen: "..."
Without the permission of the Asura God, the mere Rakshasa God—how dare she interfere with his successor?
The Rakshasa God was one of the top-ranked first-level gods. If this path hadn't already been taken by the Asura God, she might have had the potential to become a God King.
But to the Asura God, the Rakshasa God was instead the weakest among the first-level gods!
She was too restrained.
In front of the Asura God, the Rakshasa God had no way to fight back.
After pondering for a while, the Asura God quietly returned to his divine temple and began to observe the progress of Tang San's "First Trial."
This first trial had changed somewhat due to the influence of the Rakshasa God.
In the past, it wasn't necessary to kill the opponents; it was enough to achieve a hundred consecutive victories.
Later, for some unknown reason, it gradually evolved into killing everyone.
The Asura God had no intention of correcting this; a successor forged through such slaughter would be even stronger.
As for how many mortals would die, what did that have to do with him?
"Tang San, don't disappoint me!"
Gradually, the Asura God's palace fell into silence, with only a few images flashing before him.
In the original timeline, Tang San was able to observe Huo Yuhao, and for the Asura God to observe him was just as easy.
Even his transmigration was orchestrated by the Asura God.
In the City of Slaughter, Tang San had just gone through a fierce battle. After the battle, he faced an assassination attempt...
At this moment, he was recuperating in his room, but he remained highly vigilant.
Without the spiritual power boost from a head spirit bone, the longer he stayed here, the more he felt his consciousness becoming foggier.
Especially after the continuous killing, he had become extremely bloodthirsty.
"The Bloody Mary here and even the air here is poisonous!"
This was something Tang San was certain of!
He didn't dare to drink the Bloody Mary meant for victors, and even when breathing, he was extremely cautious.
This was the only way he could barely control the murderous intent in his heart.
"A hundred consecutive victories—this is something I, Tang San, must accomplish. This place will not hold me!"
He didn't know how he had arrived in the City of Slaughter. When he was being pursued, he woke up and found himself here.
After understanding the rules of the City of Slaughter, he began his first battle that very day.