Lake of Life.
The heart of the Star Dou Great Forest—an ultimate forbidden zone in countless eyes, a land teeming with vicious beasts.
"Not cooked enough!"
Su Wen tossed the last piece of roasted vine into his mouth, picking his teeth as he spoke nonchalantly.
"Right away, please try this one…" The Myriad Demon King responded obsequiously, hurriedly taking out another dark-green vine and placing it over the fire.
The surrounding vicious beasts all looked dumbfounded.
"Shameless! Where is the dignity of a fierce beast?!" Bear Lord grumbled on the side.
"He even roasted his own body. This Myriad Demon King is ruthless." The Scarlet King shrank away, eyes dull.
He had seen with his own eyes the Myriad Demon King tear a piece of core vine from himself, calmly roast it, then respectfully present it to Su Wen. Of course, the Demon Eye Devil Tree possessed a highly toxic attribute—it truly was a case of a madman daring to roast, and another madman daring to eat.
Only Di Tian watched quietly, unconsciously glancing down to see if he had anything valuable on his body.
"There are no empty Spirit Balls at the moment. If one becomes available, you'll be considered first…" Su Wen said, patting the half-kneeling Myriad Demon King on the shoulder, quite satisfied.
This guy really knows how to play the game.
But it was time to head back—after all, Elder Yi had notified him through the spiritual sea, the Ascension Ritual was about to begin.
Whether one becomes a god or not, the answer would soon be clear.
He had to hurry back. If Tang San, the God King, tried to meddle, he couldn't be allowed to succeed…
"I'll go back with you." Gu Yuena hugged Su Wen's arm, radiant and smiling sweetly.
"Uh…" Su Wen's mouth twitched.
She really is draining him dry.
As expected of the Silver Dragon King—he was nearly sucked dry already…
A god-level body truly isn't something a mortal can withstand.
Inside the Golden Tree.
Vast divine power surged. Electrolux took a deep breath, a pitch-black scepter condensed in his hand. He nodded at Su Wen, then slowly closed his eyes.
His lips moved, chanting a series of complicated, ancient syllables that sounded like the most primordial language from the dawn of time—obscure and incomprehensible.
"Whew…"
Su Wen exhaled deeply, his expression grave.
"It's begun…"
In the next instant—
The entire Golden Tree erupted. The peaceful divine power of faith, previously sealed by the last Ah Yin, now suddenly surged violently.
Su Wen's heart tightened. This unpurified divine power was far harder to control than he'd expected.
And this terrifying energy was now entirely exposed to the world.
A pale golden pillar of light shot to the heavens.
But immediately after, a thick gray-black mist slowly enveloped the golden pillar, wrapping around it. Though weak, the mist was tenacious—dispersed by the golden light, yet clinging once more like a bone-chilling pestilence.
This was a contest.
To devour this energy with a mere remnant soul like Electrolux's was no easy task—even with the nourishment of the Life Gold, it was far from his former peak.
"Death God Authority!"
Electrolux's expression was calm, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, sleeve billowing, but he still held the black staff, calling out in a low voice.
He had seen scenes of this scale before.
To gather the broken Death God authorities of this world, use them to pry open unpurified original faith power, then reshape a divine seat—every step was madness, but he dared, and Su Wen dared to gamble.
As Electrolux spoke—
The black scepter in his hand turned instantly to black mist, merging into his brow. At the same time, Su Wen looked at Elder Yi's figure in shock.
A surge of power.
He seemed to transform into a giant from another dimension, overlooking the world. Even his withered hand clenched slightly, and Su Wen felt as if he were gazing up at some indescribable, terrifying, unknown presence on the horizon…
In the next instant, the black mist entwined with golden light surged, enveloping the golden pillar completely and slowly compressing inward, as if devouring it, turning it into its own power.
The golden light faded, and the gray-black mist grew denser.
One rose, the other fell.
The aura around Electrolux solidified, inch by inch.
From a vague, ethereal remnant soul, he gradually transformed back into flesh and blood—this was the cycle of life and death!
God Realm.
Tang San stared blankly at the thick golden pillar piercing the clouds before him. What was this? The lower realm attacking?
"No, that's not it!"
"That pure, original faith divine power…" Tang San's face changed dramatically. He quickly waved a hand to conjure a mirror, displaying a scene on Douluo Star, at the Golden Tree…
His own secret stash—where he'd hidden nearly thirty percent of the God Realm's core original divine power for personal use.
But now…
Who was using that original faith power for their own ends?!!
Tang San was both anxious and furious.
"Electrolux…"
At last, through the mirror, he saw a familiar figure—a black-robed, elderly man, as if reshaping a body.
"It's him! Just a remnant soul, and he dares to seize Death God authority, even dreams of becoming a god?!!"
Tang San's eyes reddened, roaring.
"And he's using my things! That's mine, all mine!!!"
"Stop him, he must be stopped!" Tang San took a deep breath and directed the mirror toward the lower realm.
"Da Ming, Er Ming! Go to Shrek Academy immediately. Stop that suicidal fool—right now, his body is extremely fragile, just a wisp of divine sense. This is the best time to destroy him!"
He could sense that other gazes were already falling on Electrolux and the Douluo Star.
If he acted himself, it would immediately alert the others—especially Destruction, that guy who always opposed him. If Tang San said east, Destruction would go west.
Then the source of this faith power could never be explained.
He had to act fast—stop the madman, throw him in the God Realm prison, then step in as a "third party" and take the original divine power for himself. Only then could he minimize the losses.
At this point, there was no better plan. The situation was sudden, and he had countless doubts to resolve—he could only be forced to "respond."
Any trouble after, he'd deal with it later…
Soon, he saw another smiling figure, along with several massive figures, blocking Da Ming and Er Ming outside Shrek Academy, not letting them advance.
"So it's him…" Tang San's eyes turned frigid.
This brat who kept causing him so much trouble, yet remained at large.
He decided: in the Valley of Love's Inquiry, he would kill and revive him a thousand times, torturing him until his hatred was satisfied.
Electrolux was a "gift" from the Douluo world's fate to its chosen one.
Tang San knew and had tacitly approved of this. After all, he planned to take the "gift" for himself later.
But now…
That gift, just a remnant of divine sense, was gradually transforming into a true god. The massive Death God shadow behind him seemed to warn Tang San: the "ant" you dismissed now has the strength to challenge you.