Though they knew the Asura God well—aware he wasn't one to speak idly—the other gods suppressed their impatience and continued watching.
Soon, the scene shifted to Wu Tong unleashing the Taixu Sword God.
"..." ×5.
"Holy shit, where did this monster come from? He's not even a god yet, and he's already this OP?" The God of Evil blurted out, unable to contain his shock.
He'd seen plenty of powerhouses, but one this formidable before godhood? Unprecedented.
The sheer destructive force sent a chill down his spine—and he was a God King. If Wu Tong became a god, what then?
(Note: Gods in Douluo seem strong only in lifespan and destructive power, with lackluster defenses. Hence, the Taixu Sword God could threaten even a God King.)
"..."
The God of Goodness was equally stunned, rendered speechless by the display.
Beside them, the God of Destruction's eyes gleamed. Talent like this—this was the perfect heir to inherit his mantle and bring glory to the God Realm!
Noticing the God of Destruction's interest, the Asura God interjected, "I've observed him for a while. It seems another god has already marked him as their successor."
"What's the big deal? That god can just step aside," the God of Destruction waved dismissively. No non-God King would dare refuse him.
Refuse? Did they want to be blacklisted?
"The issue is... the god who chose him isn't from our God Realm."
The Asura God's words instantly drew the full attention of the other four God Kings.
As rulers of the God Realm, they knew secrets beyond ordinary gods—including the existence of deities outside their domain. But given the ambiguous relations with these cosmic entities, the God Realm maintained vigilance.
This was also why they roamed the cosmos after abdicating their divine seats: only by growing stronger could they resist non-God Realm deities.
To venture into the cosmos, however, they had to relinquish their godhood. Divine seats were both authority and shackles. Once a god reached their seat's limits, progress became impossible. The only solution was to pass their mantle to an heir, freeing themselves to pursue greater power.
"A god not of our realm? Explain," the God of Goodness pressed, his expression grave.
Wu Tong's pre-godhood power rivaled that of a deity. If his patron was stronger than all God Kings combined—and their intentions toward the God Realm unknown—then this prodigy was less a treasure and more a ticking time bomb.
The Asura God remained silent, conjuring another image: Wu Tong's exchange list for factions, with a resurrection item prominently featured.
The four God Kings fell silent.
The implication was clear. Even they couldn't resurrect freely without a complete soul as a medium. Yet Wu Tong's item had no such restrictions...
This alone confirmed his backer's transcendent origin.
"Then let's discuss," the Asura God said solemnly. "How should we treat this Divine Trial Candidate of a cosmic deity?"
He never imagined the minor figure he'd once overlooked would now demand his full attention.
The dilemma was real. Without knowing Wu Tong's stance toward the God Realm, coercion was off the table—lest his patron seize the opportunity to act.
...
—
While the God Realm deliberated, time flowed differently on Douluo Continent.
Dawn broke.
Sunset Canyon.
Wu Tong stirred awake, his body unusually heavy. Blinking away sleep, he glanced down—
—and found Nangong Yun's bare limbs draped over him.
Ah.
No wonder.
The familiar sight brought full wakefulness. After wiping out the Clear Sky Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect yesterday, he'd chatted with the group, attended a feast with Dugu Bo and the others, then retired to his quarters—with Nangong Yun, of course.
A smirk tugged at his lips.
So much for the saying 'the plow breaks before the field.'
This 'ox' nearly wrecked the 'field' last night.
Chuckling, Wu Tong prepared to rise. Not that he wanted to—but with the Luotian Grand Ritual in two days and the academy term starting afterward, rest was a luxury.
Moreover, he had tasks to complete: relocating the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Lake of Life, Golden Tree, and Panyan Village...
These required his personal touch; others couldn't handle them.
Well, the village move could be delegated—but Wu Tong insisted on doing it himself.
After the incident six years ago, he'd been confined to Heaven Dou City. Though factions spared Panyan Village out of respect for Xue Qinghe, Wu Tong hadn't been able to visit.
Despite exchanging letters, he missed the villagers' simple, honest warmth.
Now, with his newfound strength, he could finally protect them. Over the next few days, he'd relocate them near the academy—
—so he could repay their kindness properly.
...
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