Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

“Bibi Dong,” Tang San said slowly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger, “long time no see.”

“It has indeed been a long time,” Bibi Dong said calmly, “probably ten thousand years. Congratulations, you have become an enforcer of the divine realm, controlling the central hub of the divine realm, and have achieved the position of God-King.”

"Your progress has also surprised me," Tang San's gaze swept over Bibi Dong, a strange light flashing in his eyes. "Your understanding of the laws has surpassed that of many first-level gods. This path is very difficult."

“But it’s worth it,” Bibi Dong replied simply.

Xiao Wu walked to Qian Renxue's side and gently took her hand: "Child, are you alright? I sensed that the aura of the Angel God is fluctuating very strongly."

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I'm much better now," Qian Renxue said softly. Her feelings towards this former adversary, now an elder, had always been complicated.

Tang San finally turned his gaze to Qian Renxue, his eyes becoming profound: "The Angel God's divine position has been fully restored. But your condition is strange—your divine position is intact, but your divine power is less than one-tenth of its peak. Moreover, I sense that there seems to be something remaining in your divine position that does not belong to the Angel God."

Qian Renxue was startled and subconsciously looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "It's fine to tell them. This matter may require the power of a God-King to truly resolve."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qian Renxue took a deep breath and began to recount the strange events that occurred when she received the Angel God's inheritance—the sudden appearance of the gray aura, the mysterious voice, and the unsettling prophecy:

"When Ragnarok arrives, the Forsaken will return from the abyss to demand a price from the betrayers."

After listening to Qian Renxue's account, Tang San's expression became extremely solemn. He closed his eyes, unleashing his full divine sense at the God-King level, carefully probing every inch of Qian Renxue's body.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with shock.

"This is... the causal imprint of the ancient war of gods!" Tang San said in a deep voice. "Before the Angel God fell, it seems to have made some kind of pact with an extremely ancient being. That gray aura is the manifestation of the pact. It lies dormant deep within your divine position, completely fused with the Angel God's divine power, and even I cannot separate it without destroying my divine position."

“Ancient War of Gods?” Dai Chengfeng frowned. “What is that? There doesn’t seem to be a detailed record of it in the history of the God Realm.”

"Because that history was deliberately erased." It was Bibi Dong who spoke, her voice carrying a distant meaning. "I also occasionally touched upon some forgotten fragments during the process of comprehending the laws. In ancient times, the divine realm was not what it is today. There were many more gods and more pantheons, constantly fighting each other. Later, a cataclysm swept through all pantheons, and the vast majority of gods perished in that cataclysm, and the divine realm almost collapsed. The surviving gods sealed that history together and rebuilt the divine realm as it is today."

"You mean, the Angel God participated in that ancient war of gods?" Tang Wulin asked.

“Not only did they participate, but they likely played a significant role in it,” Tang San interjected, his brow furrowed. “That prophecy—'The Forgotten will return from the abyss,' if I’m not mistaken, the 'Forgotten' refers to the gods who perished in the ancient war of the gods and were erased from history. And the 'traitors'…”

He looked at Qian Renxue, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes: "I'm afraid you're referring to the Angel God. She made a promise in the contract, but ultimately failed to fulfill it, so the resentment of those fallen gods must now be borne by her successor." Qian Renxue's face turned pale: "Then what should I do?"

“The contract has already merged with your divine position. Unless you give up your angelic divine position, you cannot break free.” Tang San shook his head. “But if you give up your divine position, you will also lose all your divine power, and it may even endanger your life. This is an unsolvable problem.”

Silence fell over the plain. The sun had completely set, night was falling, and stars were twinkling in the sky, but no one was in the mood to appreciate them.

“It’s not necessarily unsolvable,” Bibi Dong suddenly said.

All eyes were on her.

“We don’t know the contents of the contract. But since it is a contract, there are rights and obligations on both sides,” Bibi Dong said slowly. “We can try to fulfill the promises made by the Angel God. Or, we can find loopholes in the contract and resolve this cause and effect in another way.”

"You mean..." Tang San seemed to be thinking.

“Find the ‘Abyss,’ find those ‘Forgotten Ones,’ and ask them personally what exactly happened back then and what the Angel God promised.” Bibi Dong’s voice was exceptionally clear in the night wind. “Escaping won’t solve the problem. This mark will grow stronger as Qian Renxue’s strength increases, and it will eventually erupt fully when she breaks through to the God King realm. That will be the real dead end. Rather than waiting passively, we should take the initiative.”

“But where is the ‘Abyss’? And what are the ‘Forgotten Ones’?” Xiao Wu asked worriedly.

“I know a place,” Dai Chengfeng suddenly said, his eyes gleaming with memory. “Among the fragments of the Wind God’s legacy, there is a forbidden place called the ‘Tomb of the Gods.’ Legend has it that countless fallen gods are buried there, and it is one of the oldest secrets of the divine realm. Perhaps, that is the so-called ‘Abyss.’”

"The Tomb of the Gods..." Tang San murmured, repeating the name, his expression becoming extremely serious. "I know that place. It's an absolute forbidden area in the God Realm, sealed by five God Kings to prevent any deity from entering. Legend has it that it's filled with the resentment and curses of the ancient war of the gods, and even God Kings risk perishing if they enter."

“But what if there really is an answer there?” Qian Renxue raised her head, her golden eyes flashing with determination. “Uncle, I don’t want to live in the shadow of the curse for the rest of my life, and I don’t want this mark to erupt at some point in the future and hurt the people around me. I’m willing to take the risk.”

“I’ll go too,” Tang Wulin said without hesitation.

"Wu Lin, you..." Xiao Wu wanted to say something, but Tang San stopped her.

Tang San looked at the two young people before him, then at Bibi Dong and Dai Chengfeng, and finally sighed: "The seal on the Tomb of the Gods loosens once every ten thousand years. The next loosening will occur in three months. If you are truly determined to go, I will strive to secure your entry. But remember—"

His gaze swept over everyone, his voice utterly solemn: "That is a place where even a god-king might perish. Once you enter, you are responsible for your own life and death. Moreover, the seal is only opened for three days at a time. You must come out within three days, or you will be trapped there forever, until the next ten thousand years."

“Three months…” Qian Renxue clenched her fist. “That’s enough. I need time to solidify my current level and familiarize myself with the power of the Angelic Armor.” (End of Chapter)