Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao's Dual Transmigration into the Peerless Dragon King

The God of Destruction's words pierced Tang San's most sensitive wounds like a sharp blade. Being publicly berated and criticized, even with Tang San's years of cultivated patience, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

His voice suddenly rose, tinged with a near-breakdown: "The spacetime turbulence came so suddenly; it can't be resisted by divine power alone! I've done my best!"

"If it weren't for my strenuous efforts to maintain it all these years, the divine realm would have long since perished in the endless void! What right do you have to stand here and say these things to me?!"

Faced with Tang San's loss of composure, the God of Destruction laughed instead of getting angry, and said, "Of course I am qualified, because in the world I am in, the God Realm has successfully resisted the spatial-temporal turbulence."

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Tang San's head. His anger instantly froze on his face, his pupils contracted sharply, and he involuntarily shouted, "How is this possible?!"

The God of Destruction sneered, "Nothing is impossible, Tang San. Facts have proven me right."

"In the divine realm I reside, the plan to expand the divine realm was able to proceed smoothly because you were judged and imprisoned."

"In the end, by pooling the power of the entire divine realm, we successfully weathered the crisis of the spacetime turbulence."

"The realm of gods is now teeming with life, a world apart from where you were back then."

After the mythical sound of destruction faded, the expressions of the gods behind Tang San changed continuously.

They gazed at the familiar faces across from them, including their partners and even their lovers.

However, in the world they inhabit, these people have left them forever.

Then an inexplicable emotion quietly spread in their hearts. They wondered if their divine realm could have been preserved if they had chosen to support the God of Destruction back then.

Will those companions who perished in the temporal turbulence survive?

Some things, once they take root in your heart, are hard to uproot.

They once firmly believed that Tang San was the answer to everything, the savior, and the only hope to lead the God Realm out of its predicament.

But when they looked at Tang San again, that unwavering trust had begun to waver, and even a hint of dissatisfaction arose in the hearts of many gods.

Human hearts are treacherous, but so is the heart of God.

Even after living for millions of years and experiencing countless tribulations, the hearts of gods cannot withstand the test of time.

Although Tang San was not the god of emotions, his keen divine sense allowed him to clearly perceive the subtle change in the gazes of the gods behind him.

The respect and trust that once existed are quietly fading away, replaced by a hint of doubt, a touch of alienation, and even a barely perceptible dissatisfaction.

Things were gradually spiraling in a direction he couldn't have predicted, and he seemed powerless to stop it.

Huo Yuhao's judgment was correct. As long as Tang San's true colors were revealed in public, and the gods saw what was hidden beneath his "righteous and awe-inspiring" exterior, no one would stand firmly by his side anymore.

At this moment, although the gods of the original God Realm behind Tang San did not immediately defect, their wavering was already visible to the naked eye.

As for the other god-kings in the world of the Great Gods, they all stood by and watched, with no one intending to stand up for Tang San anymore.

Even Chang Gongwei, the God King of Light who was closest to Tang San and had just asked if he needed help, stood quietly in place with a calm gaze, showing no intention of stepping forward to speak.

The red-haired Mad God Lei Xiang had always disliked Tang San's attitude of always claiming a moral high ground. Seeing this scene, he naturally enjoyed watching the excitement.

He casually transmitted his voice to the surrounding God Kings, saying, "I didn't expect to see such a good show after coming back with Tang San. It seems he's really going to crash and burn this time."

Immortal Emperor Hailong chuckled, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Judging from Tang San's expression, he clearly didn't expect this to happen either."

He paused, then turned to look at Chang Gongwei, his tone tinged with a hint of probing: "Chang Gong, you're closest to Tang San, you probably didn't expect him to be this kind of person, did you?"

Chang Gongwei remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "Based on my previous interactions with Tang San, he should not be the kind of selfish person."

His tone carried a hint of reservation and a subtle wavering.

Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu had always had a good impression of Tang San. Now, looking at the familiar figure in front of him, he pondered, "Either this Huo Yuhao is slandering Tang San, or... Tang San is too good at disguising himself and hiding his true identity so well that none of us have been able to see through him."

Hailong chuckled and interjected, "I think it's the latter. Look at Tang San's current appearance; doesn't he look like someone who's been exposed and is furious with shame?"

Was Tang San enraged and embarrassed?

Of course!

His face was like a spilled palette, alternating between green and white, his eyes flickering uncertainly, his chest rising and falling slightly as he tried his best to suppress the anger that was about to burst out of his chest.

However, at this moment, his gaze was not on the God of Destruction who had been "attacking" him, but was fixed on Huo Yuhao.

He knew that this person was the culprit behind all of this.

If Huo Yuhao hadn't used bizarre methods to bring these otherworldly deities to the scene, and if he hadn't gradually uncovered those old stories, the situation would never have deteriorated to such an unmanageable state.

If we can take him down, things might still turn around.

With that thought in mind, Tang San no longer hesitated.

The golden trident in his hand vanished instantly, replaced by a longsword that was entirely blood red.

The sword was surging with overwhelming killing intent and ferocity. Just holding it in one's hand made the surrounding air feel heavier. This was the Asura God's ultimate artifact - the Asura Sword!

Tang San has always considered himself the God of the Sea, but in terms of true combat power, the Asura God state is his peak form.

"Nonsense! Watch me take you down, you otherworldly demon!"

Tang San roared, his voice booming like thunder, directly labeling Huo Yuhao as a "demon".

Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed behind him, filling the sky as if the entire sky had been dyed into a surging sea of ​​blood, and a strong aura of killing intent spread out all around.

The Asura Sword he held high burst forth with a dazzling crimson light, its blade growing longer in the wind, transforming in an instant into a massive crimson sword that pierced the sky.

The sword's edge surged with boundless killing intent and ferocity, as if even the clouds of the divine realm were being torn to shreds by this overwhelming killing intent.

The immense power emanating from Tang San caused many of the gods present to tremble.

Especially the lower-ranking gods in the new divine realm, at this moment, seemed to be nailed to the spot by an invisible hand, unable to move even a finger. It was as if they had been trapped in a killing hell and could not extricate themselves after just one glance at that blood-red light.

However, the gods that Huo Yuhao brought from the God Realm ten thousand years ago, though shocked, showed no sign of panic.

Not a single one of them offered help, not because they were afraid or unwilling, but because they felt there was no need to help at all.

Their gazes fell on Huo Yuhao without prior agreement, their eyes filled with unwavering trust. They believed that Huo Yuhao alone was capable of dealing with Tang San's astonishing sword strike.