Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 515 It’s your own fault
The Golden Dragon King's voice was laced with mockery and contempt.

"The successor to the God of Asura, is that all?"

In that enormous dragon claw, Asura God Tang San was picked up by the Golden Dragon King with two fingers like a small lump of trash, and was shaken around like a rag doll.

Those scarlet eyes, once filled with madness and rage, now held a hint of mockery. Their undisguised scorn fell upon the Asura God Tang San, who lay utterly defeated like a lump of mud. "Foolish! Truly foolish! Are the humans of later generations so incompetent? A piece of trash like you can actually become a God King!"

He never imagined that the one who would unlock his seal in the future would be the successor of the Asura God who had severely injured and sealed him back then.

"Damn it!" A hoarse sound, like a broken bellows, came from the broken voice of Asura God Tang San. At this moment, his injuries were more severe than ever before. He couldn't even make a ferocious and angry expression on his face. His entire body had been deformed, and his face had turned into a flat pancake. His nose was sunken into his face. He looked more miserable than a clay doll that had been sculpted and dropped on the ground. His meridians were all broken, and his divine bones were crushed to dust by the terrifying laws of destruction. His body was covered with blood and dirt.

However, a surge of impotent rage and deep resentment almost burst forth from his body.

The Golden Dragon King's eyes reflected Tang San's image, and he murmured like a madman, "That's it, that's it!"

He spread his wings, and terrifying divine power and blood energy transformed into a blood-red storm that raged around everything, venting his emotions wildly, and letting out roars filled with anger and madness.

"Your resentment! Your anger!"

"It's not even a fraction of what I've endured over the countless years!"

He will repay them a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold for everything he has suffered, the humiliation and wounds inflicted upon him by these gods!

Tang San's eyes were squeezed shut by the fleshy mass of his face, which resembled rotten mud. As the Golden Dragon King, overcome with emotion, tightened his grip, his neck became a mass of flesh. If not for the God King's immense vitality, Tang San would have already died in excruciating pain. However, precisely because of the God King's powerful life force, he could only struggle in agony. His body and soul attempted to regenerate, but the remaining laws of destruction within him continuously ravaged everything. In this constant cycle of destruction and repair, he was in unbearable agony, but he did not want to die!

"You don't keep your word!"

Tang San's weakened soul emitted fluctuations.

"Trust?!" The Golden Dragon King brought the dragon claw that was holding Tang San close to his face, staring at the ant struggling in his hand. "Of course I keep my word. I remember it all the time. I want to revive the dragon race and make the true dragons the masters of the world again!"

"But what right do you despicable gods have!"

The Golden Dragon King roared and questioned.

"You have betrayed me!"

"You have murdered my people!"

"I will tear you to pieces!"

Tang San's weakened soul was almost dragged into an endless abyss of madness along with the Golden Dragon King's frenzied will.

"Now." A murderous intent flashed in the Golden Dragon King's blood-red eyes, or rather, this insane murderous intent never ceased, his eyes filled with a pleasurable pleasure, like a maniacal laugh, "Foolish and laughable successor of the Asura God, prepare for the final moment of your life!"

The Golden Dragon King clenched his claws, his boundless rage and madness unleashing his power without restraint. Blood-gold destructive energy surged forth, frantically drilling into Tang San's body, ravaging his flesh and soul, and shaking his fundamental power. The Golden Dragon King intended to use this fundamental law of the universe to utterly kill this successor of the Asura God, ensuring that this foolish ant would never even have the chance to be resurrected and return as a God-King in an unknown future. He wanted to use the tragic death of this second-generation Asura God to announce the return of the Dragon God to the entire universe!
The Asura God Tang San was terrified!

The immortality of the God-King is gradually fading away.

It's like igniting the flame of life and letting it burn continuously.

However, having been severely injured and left with only a breath left, he couldn't possibly rouse himself even if he wanted to.

He will die!
"No!"

Tang San's soul fluctuations emitted a desperate roar.

"No! I can't die! Xiao Wu is still waiting for me!"

"I cannot die! I am the leader of the Douluo God Realm, the King of Gods!"

Having lived a second life, he had finally reached the pinnacle of the world, possessing an immortal lifespan and immense power. How could he possibly die like this?

"Spare my life!" Tang San, who was like a piece of minced meat, emitted a weak soul fluctuation. At this moment, the God King seemed like a coward, howling and making a humble request to the enemy who had severely injured him. "I am very useful to you. I am not your real enemy. The First Asura God is. Even my wife is a beast in human form."

But reasoning with a mindless madman is completely useless.

At the critical moment of life and death, Tang San's mind was racing, or rather, his soul was frantically thinking, because his head had already been crushed into a mess.

What does the Golden Dragon King want?
Or rather, what does the Golden Dragon King care about?
Dragons, Dragon Gods!
"Silver Dragon King!" Tang San sent out a weak spiritual wave, "I know where the Silver Dragon King is!"

Tang San didn't know.

He had no idea of ​​the Silver Dragon King's whereabouts, but he did know that the Dragon God had been split into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King by the Asura God's sword. If the Golden Dragon King wanted to revive the dragon race, he would inevitably have to rely on the Dragon God, the sole deity of all dragons. Moreover, the Golden Dragon King referred to himself as "朕" (Zhen), a title that had only been used by one other Dragon God in the history of the divine realm.

"Oh?" The Golden Dragon King stopped destroying Tang San, his blood-red eyes scrutinizing him. "Foolish human deity, do you think I would let you deceive me again?!"

"I'm telling the truth." Tang San's soul rippled with genuine emotion. "After sealing you, the Five Great God Kings found the severely injured Silver Dragon King and secretly sealed him in a hidden coordinate in a cosmic star field. Only the Five Great God Kings and their successors know this secret. Now, only I can help you find the Silver Dragon King and help you restore your Dragon God form to its full glory."

The Golden Dragon King gave Tang San a meaningful look, glanced at the space in the distance out of the corner of his eye, and casually tossed Tang San to the ground like trash.

"Shout!" the Golden Dragon King commanded, as if watching a monkey show.

"Shout that the Asura God is a servant of the Dragon Clan!"

"Shouting that they are the Dragon God's loyal lackeys!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt a chill and rage fill his heart. 'He has already chosen death!' But Tang San's desire to live and his fear of death ultimately overwhelmed his anger and pride. If it were a normal death, he would return one day. But facing the Golden Dragon King, who wields the Law of Destruction, the other party truly has the power to annihilate him!
The last wisp of soul power repaired Tang San's voice.

A hoarse voice echoed across the shattered earth, like an old dog humbly begging for food from a passerby. A significant portion of his long white hair, now mushy and embedded in his mangled flesh, hung down to the ground. Tang San, the Asura God, whose body was severely deformed, knelt on the ground in an almost prostrate position. Despite his dignified God-King status, he made a cowardly gesture: "The Asura God is a servant of the Dragon Clan, and I am the Dragon God's loyal lackey!"

"Hahaha!" The Golden Dragon King let out an arrogant laugh.

The enemy's groveling pleased him greatly. His bloodshot eyes gazed into the distant void, and he proclaimed, "This is just the beginning. Starting with this Asura God, you rebels will one by one kneel before me like this lowly ant, repenting for your past deeds and becoming sacrifices for the people you have harmed."

"Golden Dragon King." Two figures appeared from the void, and a brilliant green, symbolizing vitality, emerged from it. In an instant, the power of life, like spring rain nourishing parched earth, gently swept across the space eroded by the Golden Dragon King's frenzied will and blood. Life and nature transformed into a crown symbolizing power and strength for this gentle goddess, and the flowing blue-gold light added a touch of divine nobility and solemnity. "Return to your seal!"

"Goddess of Life?" The Golden Dragon King roared, his frenzied blood energy and divine power suppressing the dense life force, turning this world back into a blood-red domain. He stretched out his huge dragon body, looking down at the two god-kings in the distance like a king. "I didn't expect to see familiar faces in the current god realm."

The Golden Dragon King glanced at Tang San kneeling on the ground out of the corner of his eye. "Insignificant ant, I'll spare your life for the sake of you breaking the seal for me. Get lost, and then wait for my summons."

Did he believe Tang San?
No! He will never trust those despicable gods again!
But he felt that what this ant said made sense. After all, the other party was indeed not the first Asura God. More importantly, what truly made him make this decision was that the person who had already arrived here had concealed their presence in the distance and was just watching him deal with the Asura God's Goddess of Life and the successor of that kind guy.

These foolish ants seem to be fighting amongst themselves.

If the Goddess of Life truly wished to see this Asura God die, then she would deliberately prevent this second-generation Asura God from perishing. Having such a foolish, cowardly Asura God, who was hostile to the couple of Life and Destruction and sought to destroy this divine realm, might perhaps cause even more trouble for it.

He desperately wants to destroy the realm of gods, but now is not the time.

Only by finding his missing half, regaining his lost power, and restoring him to his full glory as a dragon god can these damned, foolish deities be completely destroyed.

"Yes." Tang San's voice was hoarse and unwilling. He lowered his head, and his bloodshot eyes, squeezed by the muddy flesh on his face, turned back to look at the Goddess of Life and Blazing Flame with venomous resentment.

"He brought it on himself." Lieyan shook his head slightly.

Why choose this path with no turning back? After this incident, Tang San, the Asura God, will have no place to stand in the Douluo God Realm. The entire God Realm will become his enemy and will surely kill him. They worked together for a time, and initially, they only had different ideas. Why did it have to develop into such a life-or-death struggle? Even if he had just humbled himself, he could still remain the supreme God King. Destruction could not have truly killed Tang San's wife and daughter. Isn't all of this just for control of the God Realm's central authority?

However, the Golden Dragon King is more important now.

Flaming gaze fell upon the Golden Dragon King, who held a formidable reputation in the records of the divine realm.

"Heh~" The Golden Dragon King sneered as he looked at the two goddesses blocking his way. He spread his wings, and a crazy aura mixed with endless resentment surged toward the Goddess of Life and the Blazing Flame. Dense divine power and blood intertwined and turned into golden-red streams of light that swirled around the Golden Dragon King's body.

"You traitors, I will surely settle accounts with you one by one in the future!"

"Bang!" The earth, already riddled with countless abyss-like cracks, shattered completely under the immense force. The Golden Dragon King's massive body, propelled by the impact, transformed into a golden-red beam of light and soared into the heavens.

"Where do you think you're going!" The Goddess of Life's expression changed drastically. If the Golden Dragon King were to leave, countless inhabited planets would fall into his clutches.

A top-tier god-king with unbridled power would inevitably pose a great threat to the Douluo God Realm.

However, the Golden Dragon King, who inherited the physical attributes of the Dragon God, also possessed the Dragon God's flight speed. His figure had already broken the speed of light, leaving sonic booms in the air.

A thunderous roar, like a judgment, descended: "Annihilation Divine Thunder!"

The purple divine lightning, filled with endless destructive intent, struck down on the golden-red dragon like a scene of world destruction.

"Golden Dragon Body!" Facing the incoming sniper attack, the Golden Dragon King's speed did not decrease in the slightest. Its thick, diamond-shaped dragon scales burst forth with dazzling golden divine light, and a terrifying pressure swept outwards, like an indestructible world barrier.

"boom--"

A terrifying surge of divine power emanated from the high sky.

"Golden Dragon King." A cold purple divine light bloomed, and the figure of the God of Destruction, holding the Scepter of Destruction, manifested from the void. The terrifying pressure made the void tremble, and the divine lightning filled with the aura of destruction illuminated the entire sky as a scene of the end. Now that he has temporarily taken control of the central hub of the God Realm, he can move his figure to any place in the God Realm at any time.

"You're not going anywhere today!"

……

the other side.

a few minutes ago.

Douluo Continent.

Mingdu.

While enjoying breakfast, An Zhen suddenly felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand. He quickly appeared in the courtyard, and a dazzling purple divine light emanated from the back of his hand, transforming into a purple scepter in An Zhen's hand.

Is the Destruction Master summoning the Destruction Scepter?
"Anzhen." The divine soul fluctuations of the God of Destruction emanated from the Scepter of Destruction.

"That bastard Tang San broke the Golden Dragon King's seal..."

……

the other side.

Douluo God Realm.

The edge of the forbidden land.

Tang San dragged his body like a lump of mud, moving around as he tried to absorb immortal energy to recover.

He is in very poor condition.

So bad that he can't even complete a basic run.

Any god-level expert could send him to reincarnation right now.

Just then, a figure filled with light appeared in his spiritual perception.

"Tang San, give me back my husband!"

(End of this chapter)