Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 249 Destruction: Tang San, can you tell me what's going on with that Titan?

Hai Liyu felt an invisible force rising from the bottom of his heart, supporting him as he slowly stood up.

He took a deep breath, feeling an ancient and sacred aura permeating the air—the aura of the sea god, the source of his lifelong faith. He couldn't help but think to himself:

"The Sea God has not issued any divine decrees for thousands of years, I must seize this opportunity."

His cloudy old eyes, however, gleamed with excitement, as if he saw unparalleled glory beckoning to him, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself:

"I never thought I would actually have the chance to meet Lord Sea God. Even if I die now, it will all be worth it."

His excitement was palpable, and a flush rose on Hai Liyu's aged face, making him appear decades younger.

He clenched his fists involuntarily, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, his heart pounding with excitement, his thoughts surging like a tide.

The Sea God family, as the direct descendants of the Sea God, have protected the glory of the Sea God for generations. However, the Sea God Tang San has not contacted them for a long time.

They were simply following the instructions of their ancestors, devoutly worshipping the sea god, but they had never seen the sea god's true face.

What they didn't know was that Tang San had almost completely forgotten about them. If it weren't for the fact that they needed the Sea God Clan's help this time, he really wouldn't have remembered them.

Thinking of this, Hai Liyu felt a surge of resentment:

"How dare they disobey the Sea God! It's time for my Sea God family to clean up this continent."

His tone carried an unquestionable air of authority, as if a monarch were proclaiming his rule.

"If you ask me, Lord Sea God, you might as well just unify the Douluo Continent. Wouldn't that attract even more believers?"

A grand vision appeared in Hai Liyu's mind: the Sea God ruling the entire Douluo Continent.

He carefully walked to the shrine, bent down, bowed deeply, and then respectfully removed the sea god's helmet that was being offered.

Because it was a divine artifact, it could not be stored in a storage soul tool. He could only hold it with both hands, and a blue halo emanated from the helmet, reflecting on his wrinkled face, making him look exceptionally sacred.

"What wonderful power! It's a pity that although I am the high priest of the sea god, my strength can never break through ninety-nine in this lifetime."

A sense of regret flashed through Hai Liyu's mind. In truth, his talent wasn't that great. He had only passed the Sea God's test and, with the help of the test, had broken through to level ninety-nine step by step. But that was also his limit.

"Forget it, let's go to the mainland first. I remember that Lord Sea God has a close relationship with Shrek Academy, so why don't we go there first?"

As Hai Liyu thought to himself, nine spirit rings—eight black and one red—rose from beneath his feet. His body soared into the air, traversing the sky as he flew towards Shrek Academy on the Douluo Continent.

Spirit world.

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene of the temple in front of him gradually became clear, but he felt dizzy and saw stars flashing before his eyes.

He took a deep breath and tried to steady himself, but his face remained as pale as paper, and a fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Forcibly connecting to the lower realm consumed a great deal of his divine sense, as if an invisible blade was cutting through his sea of ​​consciousness, and the stinging pain made him groan involuntarily.

But he quickly regained his composure, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips, thinking to himself:

"Fortunately, this operation was a success."

Just as he was basking in the joy of success, a deep, resonant shout suddenly came from outside the Temple of Poseidon, as loud as a thunderclap, making his eardrums buzz.

"Poseidon, come out here!"

Tang San's heart tightened, and he abruptly turned to look outside the hall, his brows furrowed, a hint of doubt and unease flashing in his eyes.

"The God of Destruction, what is he doing here?"

The thought flashed through Tang San's mind like lightning, and his heart started racing, a strange sense of tension welling up inside him.

"Could it be that he discovered me?"

He clenched his fists instinctively, his knuckles turning white, his mind racing as he replayed his previous actions, trying to find any possible flaws that might have exposed him.

"Impossible, my hands and feet are so clean, there's absolutely no way he could have discovered it."

Tang San tried to calm himself down, took a deep breath, slowly loosened his fist, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go out and check the situation first..."

He slowly rose, stretched his somewhat stiff body, walked to the bronze mirror to straighten his slightly disheveled robe, tried to appear calm and natural, and then walked steadily out of the hall.

With a creak, the heavy palace doors slowly opened, and dazzling golden light poured in. Tang San squinted slightly to adjust his eyes before stepping out of the palace.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the God of Destruction, clad in a purple robe and crackling with electricity, hovered in mid-air like a god descending to earth.

His face was grim, and his deep eyes seemed to burn with raging fury. The purplish-black scepter in his hand exuded a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble, as if it could unleash destructive power at any moment.

Upon seeing Tang San, the God of Destruction's face, hidden beneath his purple robe, grew even more somber, and his aura became even more violent, like the calm before a storm, suffocating everyone.

"Sea God, can you explain to me why divine power appears in Douluo Continent? You ascended from Douluo Continent, you should know this."

The voice of the God of Destruction was deep and majestic, like rolling thunder exploding in Tang San's ears, making his eardrums buzz.

Tang San was startled. He knew that the God of Destruction must have discovered something.

As one of the five great god-kings of the divine realm, the God of Destruction possesses unfathomable strength. Even he wouldn't dare say he could easily defeat his opponent.

The divine realm has long had a rule that gods of the divine realm cannot interfere in the affairs of the mortal realm, and even the god-king is no exception.

Tang San understood that the God of Destruction hadn't attacked him directly because he was wary of Tang San's status as one of the five great god-kings of the God Realm.

It was also out of consideration for their own dual divine power.

But he also knew that the God of Destruction had come with ill intentions this time, and he had to be careful, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The God of Destruction was naturally aware of the two divine beasts that Tang San left behind in Douluo Continent.

Initially, considering that Tang San was also one of the five great god kings of the God Realm, the God of Destruction didn't say much. He only made an agreement with Tang San that he could not use his divine power on the Douluo Continent.

But to his utter surprise, he actually sensed the fluctuations of divine power in the Douluo Continent today.

As the king of gods, his perception of divine power was naturally incredibly clear.

He quickly discovered that Titan and Niu Tian's actions could not be kept secret from him.

Normally, Tang San's little antics are tolerated, but after he vehemently opposed the expansion of the God Realm, the God of Destruction no longer treats him well.

Therefore, they are now blocking the door and intend to demand an explanation from Tang San.

The God of Destruction's sharp gaze seemed to pierce through Tang San's disguise, causing him to shudder and feel a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He thought to himself, "Damn it, the God of Destruction found out so quickly? That's impossible, I clearly erased all traces!"

Despite the turmoil in his heart, Tang San remained outwardly calm. He took a deep breath, suppressed his panic, and a perfectly appropriate sadness appeared on his face.

The God of Destruction's impatient voice boomed in Tang San's ears like a thunderclap, making his eardrums ring.

"Poseidon, what's wrong? Aren't you going to explain?"

The voice seemed to carry a sense of judgment, putting immense pressure on Tang San.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes and brows conveying a carefully crafted sorrow, and spoke slowly in a low, hoarse voice:

"God of Destruction, this is what happened..."

He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts, or perhaps trying to conceal the turmoil within him.

Tang San raised his eyelids, his gaze sorrowful as he looked at the God of Destruction, and slowly said:

"One of my brothers in the mortal realm encountered danger and had no choice but to use his divine power..."

He paused, observing the God of Destruction's expression, and only continued when he saw that the other party did not intend to interrupt him:

"But that Soul Master on Douluo Continent was too powerful; he was still killed even after using divine power."

Tang San lowered his head, seemingly immersed in immense sorrow, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"I just learned about this myself, and I am deeply saddened."

He raised his head, his eyes slightly red, and his voice trembling with emotion.

"God of Destruction, you've come at the right time. I need you to make the decision for me in this matter."

Tang San stepped forward, walked up to the God of Destruction, and said in a pleading tone:

"My brother was a priest, after all. It's such a shame that he was killed by people from the mortal realm."

The God of Destruction frowned, a glint of suspicion flashing in his deep eyes. He sized Tang San up and down, then let out a cold snort:

"Is that so? A mortal can kill a priest? Are you kidding me?"

His imposing voice made Tang San's heart tighten, but he still forced himself to remain calm, his face revealing anger and grievance at being wronged, and he said through gritted teeth:

"God of Destruction, you must believe me."

He looked directly into the eyes of the God of Destruction and said, word by word:

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me to the central hub of the divine realm to see what happened."

The God of Destruction remained silent for a moment, his sharp gaze seemingly piercing through Tang San. Finally, he slowly nodded, his tone carrying a hint of warning:

"Alright, I'll see if it's as you say."

Tang San secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained expressionless. He made a "please" gesture, indicating that the God of Destruction should follow him to the central hub of the God Realm.

Watching the figure of the God of Destruction disappear at the temple entrance, Tang San's lips curled into a barely perceptible cold smile.

Although the Titan was wrong to use his divine power first, it is a grave sin in the divine realm to allow a mortal to kill a priest.

He believed that the God of Destruction, who always claimed to uphold justice, would definitely stand by his side this time.

Furthermore, they will no longer dwell on why divine power exists in the lower realms.

Tang San chuckled inwardly; he was using this to divert the God of Destruction's attention.

As expected, after he explained the whole story, the God of Destruction was eager to find out the truth.

The two flew all the way to the location of the God Realm's central hub, where there were also many screens, but its grandeur far surpassed that of Tang San's small room.

Each screen here represents a subordinate plane. Tang San walked to one of the screens, his divine power flashing.

The scene on the screen then rapidly rewound, quickly bringing us to the moment when Han Yu was fighting Titan.

"Destruction, look." Tang San froze the image here, then gently waved his hand, and the image began to play.

"Is this the Martial Soul of your Douluo Continent?"

"It's quite interesting."

The God of Destruction revealed a hint of interest. Under his observation, he discovered that Han Yu, who was wearing a mask, was only a Soul Saint in strength.

However, after releasing his martial spirit, his aura surged dramatically, reaching level ninety-nine.

Tang San also looked at the screen. He had been so focused on retrieving Titan's soul in the small room that he was now looking at it more closely.

They immediately realized how ridiculously powerful this human was.

"That's not right. He's clearly only at the Soul Saint level, so how can he contend with a level 99 opponent?"

Seeing the seven spirit rings beneath Han Yu, Tang San's eyes flashed with shock. He had thought that a level 99 expert had released his Martial Soul True Body.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of me was just a Soul Saint.

"Impossible! I didn't have this kind of strength even when I was a Soul Saint. How did he do it?"

Tang San's expression changed dozens of times in a single breath. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Han Yu could be so outrageous.

The two watched the battle between Han Yu and Titan without blinking, until Han Yu unleashed the Divine Might Slash and killed Titan with a single strike, at which point the scene froze.

The room was eerily quiet at this moment, and the look of destructive intent in his eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Tang San was completely stunned.

What kind of martial spirit is this? Why has he never seen it before?

Moreover, it can cut through space; even a god would suffer a great loss if hit head-on by this attack method.

"This human is very strong. I think he is even stronger than you were before you became a god, Sea God. What do you say, Sea God?"

Just then, the Destruction Aura revealed a rare smile, and looked at Tang San calmly.

Tang San's face stiffened, and he forced an awkward smile, saying:

"It's alright. After all, we only took a brief look here, and I don't know his specific strength."

"Moreover, I don't think he could beat me back then."

Tang San denied it, somewhat stubbornly.

"Oh"

The God of Destruction chuckled. He already knew Tang San's shamelessness, so he didn't refute him.

The God of Destruction said in a deep voice, "Sea God, let bygones be bygones, and I will not pursue the matter of why divine power appeared in the lower realm."

"Really?" Tang San was overjoyed, but before he could react, the God of Destruction spoke again:

"Yes, I think this human is very talented; he has the potential to become a god."

"How about we let him inherit a divine position?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression turned ashen, as if he had eaten something horrible.

(End of this chapter)