Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 372 The Truth
Seeing that the legendary Emperor Qitian had turned black into white, Tang San was instantly enraged.

This grand plan, though seemingly a long-term endeavor, was one of the few good things Tang San had done for the Douluo Continent.

He would not allow the eternal legends to tarnish his achievements!
"What nonsense!"

"This is a grand plan I've painstakingly devised over ten thousand years to ensure the continuation of the Douluo Continent! How could a mere child like you possibly understand it!"

Seeing the fish take the bait, the ancient strategist patiently coaxed:
"Fine, you think I'm distorting the truth? Then tell me, what is your grand plan for eternity?"

Tang San had absolute confidence in his ten-thousand-year plan. With his hands behind his back, the Trident of the Sea God floated quietly beside him. Facing the billions of living beings on the Douluo Continent, Tang San's face showed three parts divinity, three parts compassion, three parts seriousness, and just the right amount of arrogance, which perfectly matched his character.

He sighed, and his compassionate voice echoed across the continent:

"Humanity's greed has led it down a path of excessively rapid development of soul tools. This high-tech path is almost irreversible, inevitably causing the Douluo Continent to be overexploited and decline. If the God Realm still existed, I could certainly help the plane adjust and achieve balance. Unfortunately, the God Realm encountered a spacetime turbulence, and I needed to stay in the God Realm to oversee the overall situation. Therefore, at that time, I had to plan ahead and find another path for the Douluo Continent."

"For Douluo Continent to continue to exist, the Douluo Continent plane must be elevated. Ten thousand years ago, I began planning the Abyss Plane for Douluo Continent. I set up a divine realm restriction to lure the Abyss Saint King to Douluo Continent. He wanted..."

The Great Equal to Heaven suddenly interrupted Tang San's long speech, his brows furrowed, his tone full of doubt:

"Your Majesty, may I interrupt you... What you just said is... that the Abyss Plane, which slaughtered tens of millions of lives on the Douling Continent, was brought here by you?"

Tang San's expression remained unchanged; he calmly said:
"Qian Gu Qi Tian, ​​you don't need to pin this on me. The tragedy of Dou Ling Continent has nothing to do with this God King."

"Does Your Majesty the God King intend to shirk all responsibility? If your plan truly succeeds and guides Douluo Continent to a higher level, won't all the credit go to you alone? At that time, with a single call to arms, everyone will cheer for your benevolence, and you—Tang San—will be revered by all. The glory of the Sea God will shine throughout the entire continent, ensuring an unbroken lineage for eternity, and Douluo Star will forever belong to the Tang family!"

Towards the end, Qian Gu Qi Tian's tone changed.
"One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. Six thousand years ago, you led the Abyss Plane to invade Douluo Continent. That generation of Soul Masters almost disappeared, and the entire West was turned into scorched earth. Did you ever think about the consequences of our ancestors failing to stop the Abyss invasion?"

"Over the past six thousand years, how many resources has the Federation consumed to deal with the Abyss calamity? How many people have sacrificed themselves to guard the Abyss? How many heroes have been buried in that Abyss passage hidden in the endless mountains of the west! Everyone thought it was a natural disaster, but who could have imagined that all of this was just serving your grand plan for ten thousand years, you God-King!"

"Tang San, do you know that among those who died were people from your Tang Sect and Shrek Academy!"

In front of everyone on the continent, Qian Gu Qi Tian directly revealed the secret that the Federation had kept hidden for thousands of years.

The deeds of heroes should not remain hidden in the shadows; the hypocritical masks of gods should have been torn off long ago and then trampled upon.

A plan for ten thousand years?

A plan for ten thousand years!
"These are all necessary sacrifices!"

Tang San roared angrily.

"If it weren't for your greed, why would I take this risk? Sacrificing a few people can secure a brighter future for the continent, so why not do it! Only by doing this can the Douluo Continent survive until the God Realm returns, and only then will the Douluo Continent not perish due to resource depletion!"

"High-sounding words." Qian Gu Qi Tian sneered, turning his gaze to Tang Wu Lin beside him. "What you're after is nothing more than your son, isn't it?"

"I have a clear conscience!"

Tang San remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was experiencing a storm of emotions.

Tang San felt that he was being seen through by the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

It was as if his entire life held no secrets in the eyes of the ancient Qitian.

Everyone in Douluo Continent fell into absolute silence because of the conversation between Qian Gu Qi Tian and Tang San.

From Tang San's perspective, there was nothing wrong with what he did.

but……

Why should I stand in your shoes?

All anyone knew was that this god-king was risking their lives for his son.

Moreover... can this abyssal plane compensate for the life energy stolen from the Shrek Seven Devils when they ascended to godhood?!
Humans are not grateful to Luo Ji... Sorry, wrong channel.

Humans are not grateful to Tang San.

Because his plan had absolutely no guarantee whatsoever.

It was only his own imagined "perfection".

The remaining members of Shrek Academy and Tang Sect also fell silent.

They were also unable to empathize with this ancestor.

If we had failed back then, what kind of annihilation would the Douluo Continent have suffered!

Moreover, that person's personal motives were also involved.

At this moment, in the temporary headquarters of the Tang Clan in Tiandou City.

There was dead silence in the venue.

The Tang Sect is now in decline on the Douluo Continent, and the destruction of the Douling branch has undoubtedly dealt the Tang Sect its heaviest blow.

But the God King didn't care; he remained pure and innocent.

Finally, after a long silence, someone broke out.

A burly man slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly. His face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely angry.
"Damn it, all my hard work in the Abyss Plane turned out to be nothing but a joke! It was all because of that son of a bitch Tang San, all for his son!!!"

Normally, his words would have already provoked a huge outcry, and he might not even be able to stand up the moment he uttered those defamatory remarks about Tang San.

But now, there is only silence.

Some people who still admired Tang San dared not speak out, because they knew they were in the minority.

Hoping for a lucky break, they secretly cast their gazes at Cao Dezhi, who was sitting in the first seat.

This is their only hope.

As a Limit Douluo, Cao Dezhi is the pillar of the Tang Sect. If he speaks, he can suppress these demons and monsters.

Not only them, but everyone's eyes were on Cao Dezhi, and they also wanted to know what the sect leader's attitude was.

To everyone else, Cao Dezhi simply sat there with his head down, remaining silent.

The titled Douluo closest to him whispered, "Sect Master."

no respond.

He raised his voice a little more: "Sect Leader."

Still no response.

The titled Douluo boldly reached out and gently pushed Cao Dezhi. With just that push, Cao Dezhi, who was sitting upright, fell headfirst to the ground.

Everyone looked closely and saw that Cao Dezhi was dead.

The titled Douluo's pupils trembled violently. He rushed forward and touched Cao Dezhi's pulse, where a trace of warmth remained, but it had already stopped beating.

Cao Dezhi died by severing his own heart meridian.

The titled Douluo slumped to the ground, muttering to himself:
"Dead, the sect leader is dead..."

The entire audience erupted in uproar. From the moment Cao Dezhi died, the Tang Clan's complete decline was already inevitable.

Or rather, the moment Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect, collapsed in the hearts of the people, the Tang Sect was destined to become dust in history.

The Eternal Heavenly King and Tang San remain locked in a standoff.

After becoming a god, the Eternal Heavenly King had many things he couldn't see before.

For example... the ethereal power of faith.

In his field of vision, the power of faith that had been gathering towards Tang San because of his appearance had dissipated by more than half.

This means that Tang San's foundation in Douluo Continent has been completely shaken.

Having achieved his goal, the Eternal Heavenly King no longer bothered to argue with Tang San.
"Your Majesty, I must thank you for using the power of the divine realm's central hub to chat with me here. Now that we've finished talking, I won't keep you any longer. Don't worry about me; I'll come looking for you in the near future."

Tang San was furious. How could he not know what "Eternal Equal to Heaven" meant?

"You, a mere ant who has just stepped into the realm of gods, actually think you can annihilate me in an instant?!"

"Thirteen halberds combined into one, Ragnarok!"

Tang San was not arrogant at all; in his anger, he directly used his strongest attack.

Blue ripples emanated from Tang San's body, and he seemed to enter a state of clarity.

In the vast universe, the sound of crashing waves echoed in the ears of the ancient emperor.

At this moment, he seemed not to be in the cold universe, but rather on a vast ocean.

A setting sun painted the entire sky a hazy yellow, and Tang San was standing right under that setting sun.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a majestic image of Dharma materialized behind him, its blue-gold light so dazzling that it seemed to swallow the entire world.

Qian Gu Qi Tian observed Tang San's move with great interest. He had to admit that Twilight of the Sea God had many merits.

The perfect combination of spiritual power and divine power, the perfect release of the power of the super artifact, gathers all of one's energy into this one strike, achieving a true "all-out attack".

Just as Tang San was about to complete this move, Qian Gu Qi Tian simply stretched out his hand and chopped down vertically in front of him.

In the unseen void dimension, the connection between Tang San's split soul and the central hub of the Douluo God Realm was directly severed.

Without the divine power of the central divine realm, Tang San was simply unable to deliver this final blow.

He stared at Qian Gu Qi Tian in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

"I'm sorry, actually... I already found out!"

"We will meet again, Sea God... Tang San."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San's wisp of soul dissipated.

Just before he vanished, Tang San realized that all his plans had been seen through.

The fact that the Heavenly King of All Ages is confronting him here is simply treating him, a dignified god-king, like a clown and making fun of him!

The distant realm of gods.

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze bloodshot, and roared with a ferocious expression:
"Eternal! Equal to! Heaven!"

After roaring, Tang San, overwhelmed with anger, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

……

What happened in the distant realm of gods at this time was not unrelated to the eternal Qitian.

He now has serious business to attend to.

Seeing that the situation was bad, Tang Hao, who was not far away, tried to run away, but found that his body was firmly nailed to the spot and he could not move.

Seeing Qian Gu Qi Tian walking towards him step by step, Tang Hao began to struggle violently, but all he did was in vain.

As the Eternal Heavenly Emperor drew ever closer, Tang Hao trembled violently, his eyes filled with terror, showing none of the composure and charisma one would expect of a ruler of a plane.

Qian Gu Qi Tian grabbed Tang Hao's chin, forcing him to look at him.

"Tang Hao, when you attacked me six years ago, you should have known this day would come. I have no one to blame but yourself for killing you; blame your arrogance and incompetence."

Qian Gu Qitian's gaze was icy, and the pent-up frustration in his heart grew even stronger at this moment.

"Don't worry, don't count on your eldest son. I will personally go there and completely sever your bloodline. Of course, none of you will die before that. Not only you, but your grandson Tang Wulin will also live. All of this is thanks to your wife... Ah Yin."

There was no gratitude in Tang Hao's eyes, only fear:
"What...what do you want to do to Ah Yin?"

The Emperor Qi Tian smiled slightly, but in Tang Hao's eyes, it was the cruelest smile in the world.

"Remove what? She will live a good life, becoming my plaything. In the future, your daughter-in-law and your granddaughter will suffer the same fate."

"You, you're not even human!!!"

Tang Hao completely broke down.

But Qian Gu Qi Tian ignored him and instead said to the person to the side:

"Ah Yin, are you willing?"

An elegant young woman in a dark green dress appeared, her eyes filled with tears, giving her a pitiful and tragic look.

This person is none other than Ah Yin, the core of life in the Douluo Continent plane.

She lightly bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, looking at her husband and grandson who had fallen into the hands of Qian Gu Qi Tian. Without any hesitation, Ah Yin immediately prostrated herself at Qian Gu Qi Tian's feet:
"Nu A Yin greets her master."

Qian Gu Qi Tian stepped on Ah Yin's head, glanced at her disdainfully, and then looked away.

Seeing his beloved wife being insulted in this way by the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Tang Hao was already heartbroken.

He... can only be an incompetent husband.

"Even the mighty Qi Tian, ​​one day you too will suffer the same fate as me, and someone will humiliate your wife and daughters in your presence, just as you have done to me today!!!"

Tang Hao uttered the most vicious curse upon the Eternal Heaven.

"Your voice is as annoying as that of an impotent, furious old dog."

Qian Gu Qi Tian shook his head and threw a punch. Behind Tang Hao, a seven-colored light shot out instantly. With just one strike, Tang Hao was no longer the master of the plane.

The radiant light did not fly away, but instead landed in the hands of Qian Gu Qi Tian.

"The core of the Douluo Continent plane..."

(End of this chapter)