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

"It's not a full opening, just a temporary entrance for a few juniors to go in," Tang San said calmly. "Besides, I have a reason to do this."

He recounted the story of the cursed mark within Qian Renxue's body, and added at the end: "That mark is completely fused with the Angel God's position, and it cannot be separated unless one relinquishes the position. And everyone knows the consequences of relinquishing the position—at best, one's cultivation will be completely destroyed, and at worst, one's soul will be annihilated. Qian Renxue is the sole inheritor of the Angel God's position. If she falls, the Angel God's position will be forever vacant, and the balance of the divine positions in the God Realm will be broken."

The Goddess of Life frowned slightly: "The curse of the Angel God... this is indeed troublesome. But the Tomb of the Gods is too dangerous. Even if we go in, we can't guarantee a safe return. The strongest of those children has only just broken through to the god level. Wouldn't going in be suicide?"

“They’re not going alone,” Tang San said. “Bibi Dong and Dai Chengfeng will also be going. Their understanding of the laws is no less than that of a first-level god. Especially Bibi Dong, her control over the laws of wind has surprised even me.”

"Bibi Dong?" The God of Evil raised an eyebrow. "The woman who started the continental war ten thousand years ago and was ultimately killed by you? She's been resurrected?"

"To be precise, it's a reincarnation and a new cultivation," Tang San said calmly. "Moreover, she's taking a completely new path—not relying on a godhood, but directly comprehending the laws. This path is difficult, but once it's successful, her potential is limitless."

The God of Kindness sighed softly: "The seal on the Tomb of the Gods is a restriction jointly set by the first generation of God-Kings. According to the rules, it can only be temporarily opened with the consent of all five God-Kings. Tang San, how confident are you in persuading us?"

Tang San took something out of his pocket and placed it in the center of the round table.

It was a gray crystal, only the size of a fingernail, but it seemed to contain countless flowing lights and shadows. If you looked closely, you could see countless gods fighting and falling within it, and hear deafening shouts and desperate wails.

"This is..." The God of Destruction's pupils suddenly contracted.

“Fragments of memories from the ancient war of gods,” Tang San said slowly, “I found them in the deepest part of the God Realm’s core. The first God Kings sealed that history, but they didn’t completely erase it. Instead, they sealed these memories in the core of the core. It took me a long time to extract this small piece.”

He looked at each of the god-kings present: "Aren't you all curious about what exactly happened in ancient times, why so many gods perished, why the divine realm almost collapsed, and why the surviving first-generation god-kings sealed that history, even at the cost of altering the memories of all the gods?"

Silence fell over the round table.

After a long while, the Goddess of Life spoke softly: "I once saw some blurry fragments in the memories of the Ancient Tree of Life... It was a war that swept across all pantheons, but I can't remember who the enemy was or what the war was about. Whenever I try to delve into the memory, my soul aches terribly, as if something is preventing me from remembering."

“Me too,” the God of Destruction said in a deep voice. “In my source of destruction, there are some fragmented images that remain, but I can’t see them clearly. It’s like there’s a veil over my eyes; you know the truth is there, but you can’t reach it.”

"Because our memories have all been altered." Tang San's voice echoed in the temple. "Those who altered our memories were our predecessors, the first generation of God-Kings. Why did they do this? What secrets are hidden in that history that terrified them so much that they wanted to erase everyone's memories?"

He pointed to the gray crystal: "The answer may lie in the Tomb of the Gods. The dead of the ancient war of the gods are buried there, and their resentment may retain the most primal memories. Letting Qian Renxue and the others in is not only to lift the curse on her, but also to explore the truth—a truth that has been buried for ten thousand years."

The god of good and the god of evil exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes. "What if the truth is cruel?" the god of evil asked, "so cruel that we cannot bear it?"

“We still need to know,” Tang San replied decisively. “We are God Kings, the rulers of the God Realm. If we don’t even know where we came from or why we fight, what right do we have to rule the God Realm? How can we prevent history from repeating itself?”

Another long silence followed.

Finally, the God of Destruction slowly raised his head, a resolute glint in his purple eyes: "I agree. But on one condition—the five of us must maintain the stability of the seal from the outside. If any anomaly occurs inside, immediately close the entrance, even if they haven't come out yet."

“It’s very fair,” Tang San nodded.

“I agree,” the Goddess of Life said softly, “but I will leave a mark of life at the entrance so that if they are in danger, at least their lives can be saved.”

The gods of good and evil also expressed their agreement.

The five divine kings reached a consensus, each extending a hand and placing it on the gray crystal. Five streams of divine power of different colors flowed into the crystal, which began to rotate and magnify, eventually projecting a complex light pattern into the air—a diagram of the sealing structure of the Tomb of the Gods.

“Three days from now, we will join forces to open a temporary entrance, which will last for three days,” Tang San said in a deep voice. “Whether these three days bring fortune or misfortune depends on their own fate.”

The Human Realm, the former site of the Spirit Hall.

The three months passed quickly during my cultivation.

With the combined assistance of the Spirit Gathering Array and the Angelic Armor, Qian Renxue's divine power recovered to 50% of its peak. Although still not at its full strength, it was enough to unleash 70% of the Angelic Armor's power. More importantly, her control over her divine power was much more refined; she was no longer like she was when she first broke through, possessing power but unsure how to use it.

Tang Wulin's progress was equally astonishing. Under the guidance of the Sea God cultivation secrets left to him by Tang San, his Golden Dragon King bloodline and Sea God power further fused, creating a unique "Sea Dragon" divine power. This divine power combined the strength and defense of the Golden Dragon King with the transformation and recovery of the Sea God's power, causing his combat ability to soar several levels.

Dai Chengfeng focused on organizing the fragmented memories from the Wind God's legacy. He spent a lot of time piecing together the scattered information and drawing a rough map of the Tomb of the Gods—although many places were blank and marked "memory missing," it at least gave everyone a basic understanding of the place.

"The Tomb of the Gods is divided into three layers," Dai Chengfeng pointed to a three-dimensional map condensed in the air using the Law of Wind. "The outermost layer is the 'Wilderness of Divine Remains,' where countless corpses of gods and broken divine artifacts are scattered. Although dangerous, it is relatively safe, mainly inhabited by resentful, mindless souls." (End of Chapter)