I don't know how much time has passed.
The sound of bones cracking emanating from Tang San's body gradually subsided.
The blood-red cocoon covering his body, which had been constantly writhing, had completely stopped pulsating and become as stiff and fragile as dried tree bark.
In the very next instant.
Tang San's heartbeat, which was originally so weak that it was almost imperceptible, suddenly erupted into a huge thud like thunder from the heavens.
Thump.
This heavy heartbeat caused the crimson mist within a hundred feet to instantly dissipate.
Immediately afterwards.
Click.
A tiny crack appeared on the dried blood cocoon on his body.
This crack is like a sign of destruction.
In the blink of an eye, countless cracks spread rapidly across the surface of the blood cocoon like a spider web.
boom.
It was accompanied by a deafening explosion.
The blood cocoon that had enveloped Tang San for so many days was completely shattered into countless fragments.
Amidst the swirling blood-red powder, a terrifying pressure that would chill the heavens and myriad realms suddenly swept out from the top of the altar.
Tang San finally completed the final inheritance.
A dark red beam of light, over a hundred feet in diameter, shot into the sky from the top of his head.
This beam of light, carrying a terrifying force capable of breaking through all physical barriers, crashed straight into the dim sky of the Asura Secret Realm.
Blood filled the sky.
The entire dome of the Asura Secret Realm was completely dyed into an indissoluble, thick, blood-red color by this light.
This crimson light contains the ultimate killing law capable of slaughtering countless living beings.
The once calm and lifeless sea of blood was stirred up into towering waves by the frenzied pull of this force.
The seawater, formed from the convergence of essence and blood, churned and flowed backward, reaching straight to the sky.
A colossal, blood-red vortex materialized out of thin air in the center of the sea.
From the depths of the vortex came a series of ear-piercing metallic scraping sounds, like the howls of vengeful ghosts.
With a sharp, piercing sound, it cut through the air.
A burst of intense blood-red light, infinitely deeper than any other color in the surrounding area, broke through the water from the very bottom of the vortex.
The ball of blood-red light, trailing a long comet-like tail, flew straight toward Tang San in mid-air.
The blood-red light suddenly stopped a foot away from Tang San.
The blinding light gradually subsided, revealing its chilling true nature.
The Asura Demon Sword hovered in front of him.
This demonic sword, representing unparalleled slaughter, is over ten feet long and about half a foot wide.
A layer of deep red blood, almost tangible, flowed across the surface of the sword, emitting a nauseatingly strong stench of blood.
The blade has extremely sharp and menacing barbs on both sides, which can tear apart the soul with just a light touch.
The hilt of the sword features an extremely realistically carved head of a demon.
The demon's two long fangs protruded outwards, forming a perfect handguard.
The demon's eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty, eerie light as it stared intently at its newly awakened master.
A fist-sized, constantly pulsating blood-red crystal was inlaid at the end of the sword hilt.
That crystal was like the true heart of the demonic sword; with each beat, it released a visible ripple of killing intent.
The demonic sword emitted a gentle, affectionate tremor, as if welcoming its new master whom it had waited for for countless years.
Tang San slowly opened his eyes.
Two beams of red light, almost tangible, shot out from his pupils, instantly piercing through the void in front of him.
He raised his hands, which had become as white as jade yet contained earth-shattering power.
His fingertips lightly traced a line in the air, and the surrounding space was easily sliced open with a black crack, as if it were a fragile sheet of paper.
A violent spatial turbulence surged from the crack, yet it couldn't even sever a single hair on his head.
He took a deep breath of the air, thick with malevolent energy, greedily sensing the surging new divine power within his body.
once Upon a time.
In that brutal battle in the lower realms, he lost the legacy of the Sea God in an extremely humiliating way.
The man named Qianyu merely moved his finger.
The noble and sacred azure sea god's tablet, which embodied the faith of all things in the ocean, shattered into countless fragments in an instant.
The devastating backlash from the shattering of his divine position caused him unbearable pain, leaving him in a wretched state, like a stray dog.
At that time, he felt that he had lost all his pride and the ability to turn things around.
But now, the situation is completely different.
In the end, the sea god was nothing more than a first-level deity in the divine realm who controlled the element of water.
Even though the sea god possesses an almost invincible home-field advantage in the ocean, he can only bow down and submit before the true core power level of the divine realm.
What he now possesses is one of the five supreme primordial authorities in the entire divine realm.
Although he has lost his position as the Sea God, he is now the complete Asura God King.
He alone completely controlled the strongest and most domineering laws of slaughter and judgment in the divine realm.
This absolute sense of control, standing directly at the pinnacle of the world, instantly washed away all the humiliation and despair he had suffered before.
Tang San probed his divine sense into his eight extraordinary meridians.
That dark red Asura essence was like a roaring ancient blood dragon, rampaging through his limbs and bones.
He clenched his fist slightly, and the air around him emitted a series of ear-piercing popping sounds as if it were about to burst under the strain.
He was quite certain that even if a massive celestial body were placed in front of him...
With just a slight exertion of the divine power within him, he could crush it into dust as easily as crushing a walnut.
Tang San felt the power within him that was enough to tear stars apart.
He suddenly straightened up from above the altar.
A set of Asura God Armor, dark red in color and covered with ferocious barbs, was inlaid into his body piece by piece amidst a series of extremely crisp metallic clanging sounds.
The divine armor perfectly enveloped his body, revealing only a pair of eyes that shone with an extremely fanatical light.
His once black hair had now completely turned into an eerie blood red.
Those strands of red hair moved erratically behind his head without wind, like countless venomous snakes ready to devour him.
Tang San spread his arms wide, his chest bulging high, to welcome the crimson light that rained down from the sky.
The intense feeling of power surged through him, putting his brain in a state of extreme excitement.
He could no longer suppress his emotions.
Tang San laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.
The laughter was like thunder rolling down from the heavens, crashing against the surrounding void wave after wave.
The sea of blood within the secret realm was amplified by the frenzied laughter, unleashing towering waves thousands of feet high.
"Hahaha."
"I did it."
"I finally succeeded."
Tang San shouted at the top of his lungs, unrestrainedly venting the ecstasy and resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for countless days and nights.
His facial features were completely distorted from laughing so hard that they looked even more ferocious and terrifying than the head of the Asura demon on the sword hilt.
Those humiliating tears shed when they lost their position as the god of the sea.
The boundless fear that arose when Qianyu casually crushed them.
All of that vanished completely at that moment with the laughter.
He stared intently at the Asura Demon Sword floating in front of him, then grabbed it in his hand.
The moment he obtained the demonic sword, he felt the entire world tremble and submit beneath his feet.
He suddenly turned his head and looked into the endless void deep within the secret realm.
The image of the man in white, looking down at him from above, reappeared clearly in his mind.
That man shattered his pride and subjected him to the greatest humiliation of his life.
Tang San gritted his teeth and vented his anger into the void, word by word.
"Qianyu."
His eyes were brimming with a blood-red killing intent that seemed to materialize into sharp blades.
"You dare to swagger around in the mortal realm just because you know some strange and evil arts."
"How could your pitiful foundation possibly compare to the accumulation of countless eras in the realm of gods?"
Tang San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his expression extremely arrogant.
"No matter how strong you are, you are still just a mortal."
"The chasm between mortals and gods is simply beyond the reach of your laughable power."
He held the Asura Demon Sword across his chest, gently stroking the bloodthirsty blade with his other hand.
Tang San slammed his hard Asura Armor, producing a series of dull, resounding thuds.
"And now I am the true God-King."
"It is the supreme ruler who wields the highest power of judgment in the entire universe."
"Wait until I step out of this secret realm and descend before you."
"I will use this sword to cut off pieces of your flesh and feed them to the dogs."
"I will make your soul suffer in the karmic fires of the deepest hell for ten thousand years, never to be reborn."
Tang San was so engrossed in his own illusory dream of invincibility that even his breathing became rapid and heavy.
He raised the demonic sword high, its tip pointing directly at the sky above the secret realm, which was filled with blood-red lightning, looking like an arrogant madman.
Just as Tang San was reveling in his victory and making his arrogant declaration, he was...
In the void less than ten feet away from him.
A very faint, dark red light slowly flickered.
The light stood out starkly against the backdrop of utter silence.
As the light writhed, it slowly coalesced into an extremely ethereal humanoid silhouette.
It was the previous Asura God who passed on his divine position to Tang San.
However, at this moment, the Asura God was in an appallingly bad state.
His soul was in a semi-transparent state, like a wisp of thin smoke that could be blown away by a breeze at any moment.
Those majestic robes that originally belonged to the God-King of Law Enforcement have long since disappeared.
His face, which had once been worshipped by countless gods, was now filled with deep despair and undisguised horror.
The Asura God's hands trembled unconsciously, completely beyond his control.
His empty eyes reflected the apocalyptic scene he had just witnessed in the water mirror.
The white-clad man named Qianyu used only one palm strike, one kick, and one sword strike.
They easily sliced the God of Destruction, who possessed the most destructive power in the universe, in half as easily as cutting tofu.
That pure, absolute violence directly shattered the last psychological defense of the Asura God as a god-king.
The last trace of his divine consciousness remaining in the central part of the divine realm was also severely damaged by the aftershocks of the collapse of the Destruction Pillar.
Now he only has a last vestige of his faint soul left, barely clinging to life in this secret realm.
With great difficulty, the Asura God lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at Tang San, who was holding the Demon Sword and was in a state of extreme arrogance.
His parched lips trembled for a long time before he managed to utter a single sound.
The Asura God weakly offered a reminder from the side.
"Tang San".
The Asura God's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of dry sandpaper rubbing against each other.
"Don't be too happy yet."
"Quickly conceal your presence."
The Asura God's illusory chest heaved violently, as if even uttering those few words had exhausted all his strength.
Upon hearing the sound, Tang San turned his head with great displeasure.
He glanced sideways at the fading remnant soul, his eyes showing no respect for his benefactor, but rather contempt and disdain.
Just as he was about to rebuke this useless old man...
The Asura God took a deep breath of the empty air and, in a desperate tone that was almost on the verge of tears, dropped a thunderbolt.
"Destruction was just killed by Qianyu..."
Upon hearing these words, the already illusory remnant soul of the Asura God dimmed even further.
He stared intently at Tang San, wanting to see the same look of terror on Tang San's face as his own.
But he was completely disappointed.
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression didn't falter for even a second.
He was stunned for a moment, then his mouth stretched into an exaggerated grin again, bursting into a wild laugh a hundred times more ear-piercing than before.
Tang San, however, wouldn't listen to a word.
He mercilessly pointed the tip of the demonic sword at the illusory nose of the Asura God.
"Old man, have you been in this dark and sunless secret place for too long? Has your brain gone bad?"
"Who is the God of Destruction?"
"That is one of the five supreme god-kings of the Divine Realm Council."
"The laws of destruction he controls are something even you, in your prime, would have to be wary of."
Tang San snorted disdainfully.
"That mortal named Qianyu is lucky to be able to show off in the lower realm."
"You actually told me that he killed the God of Destruction."
"This kind of ridiculous joke is so boring that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it."
In Tang San's view, this was definitely the previous Asura God deliberately exaggerating the danger.
This must be because the other party is unwilling to relinquish the authority of the God-King and wants to use this colossal lie to suppress his invincible Dao heart.
Having just gained power that surpassed everything, Tang San felt that he was now the only god in this universe.
He even thought himself invincible as the newly appointed Asura God King.
Not to mention the God of Destruction who had reigned in the realm of gods for countless epochs.
How could he possibly be instantly killed by a mere mortal?
Such a thing, which completely defies common sense and the laws of the divine realm, is simply impossible.
His extreme self-confidence drove him to madness.
Tang San suddenly took a step forward, and the violent power of the Asura God directly blasted the weak remnant soul of the Asura God backward by more than ten feet.
He didn't care at all whether his casual tremor would cause his benefactor to be instantly annihilated.
His eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and his face was contorted like a demon crawling out of hell.
Tang San waved his arms and roared loudly at the blood-red clouds in the dome.
"No one can kill the God-King."
"Except for me."
"Now that I possess the Asura Demon Sword, I am the one and only ruler of this world."
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