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Xuan Ming held Qian Renxue's hand, and like two transparent ghosts, they strolled casually through the layers of defensive Formations of the Tang Sect.
The surrounding infrared sensors and spirit power detection waves, which were boasted to be so tight "not even a mosquito could fly in," passed through them without reaction the moment they were touched, as if they had encountered only air.
The Power of the Godhead of "Negation" was displaying its most overbearing and bizarre side at this moment.
Xuan Ming did not use World-shattering destructive power; he simply issued a "Negation" command regarding his and Qian Renxue's state of existence.
Thus, in the rule-based perception of the Mortal Realm, they simply did not exist.
Since they did not exist, how could they be detected? Unless a Supreme God possessing the same rule-breaking power personally arrived, even if a God King came, they would only be blindly stumbling around.
The two passed through layer after layer of checkpoints, not stopping at the training grounds, but heading straight for the heart of the Tang Sect—the secret workshop three hundred meters underground.
This was the true core Forbidden Land of the Tang Sect.
The metallic walls were covered with complex isolation Formations. The massive Soul Tool Furnace, although extinguished, still emitted residual high temperatures. The air was filled with the unique cold scent of rare Materials.
In the center of this spacious and silent workshop, a figure was staring blankly at a huge blueprint.
She was a woman who looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, extremely beautiful, with a hint of heroism in her brows, yet unable to conceal the anxiety and exhaustion of being trapped in a desperate situation. She wore dark blue, practical attire, her long hair casually tied back, and she tightly gripped a Soul Tool Drafting Pen that had run out of ink.
The current Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Ya.
A Level 96 Super Douluo, and a Level 9 Peak Soul Tool Master.
She was also a direct descendant of Tang San.
She stared fixedly at the complex design blueprint named "Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus" before her, her eyes vacant and despairing.
"It's useless... it's useless..."
Tang Ya murmured, her voice hoarse, "The core Materials are exhausted, the divine meridian energy is depleted... no matter how perfect the design blueprint is, we can't build a second one."
She closed her eyes in pain, the brutality of the battle years ago constantly replaying in her mind.
To achieve that breakthrough, Huo Yuhao's mentor from another World burned his Soul, all seven spirit souls fell into deep slumber, and Huo Yuhao himself over-drafted all of his Life potential, barely managing to activate that World-destroying red lotus.
The price was too high.
So high that the Tang Sect had lost all its trump cards.
If the Douluo Federation struck again, if those greedy demigod Old freaks truly tore off their masks... What would the Tang Sect use to defend itself?
"Is there... truly no hope?"
Tang Ya's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and a clear tear fell onto the blueprint, blurring the complicated Soul Tool patterns.
Just then, a cold and calm voice abruptly sounded behind her.
"What is your name?"
"Who?!"
Tang Ya shuddered violently, spinning around like a startled leopard.
Almost simultaneously, two completely different yet equally powerful auras erupted from within her.
"Roar—!!!"
A Dragon roar filled with destructive aura shook the entire underground workshop. A gigantic, purplish-black Dragon phantom, radiating terrifying pressure, materialized behind her—the Purple Radiant Heaven Destroying Dragon!
Immediately following, countless dark blue vines shot out from the ground like venomous snakes, instantly covering the entire workshop, sealing every inch of space impenetrably—Blue Silver Emperor, Blue Silver Domain fully activated!
Extreme power and extreme control—this was indeed the innate talent of twin spirits.
However, facing this terrifying offensive, which was enough to instantly kill a Titled Douluo, the suddenly appearing white-robed man merely raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Purple Radiant Heaven Destroying Dragon and Blue Silver Emperor?"
Xuan Ming looked at Tang Ya, his gaze seemingly piercing through time, "So that's it. A direct descendant of Tang San and Xu Hong's granddaughter? This Bloodline Fusion is quite interesting."
He neither dodged nor defended.
He simply moved his mind slightly.
"Return."
Just two words, yet they were like an absolute decree from ancient times.
"Wuwu—"
The phantom of the Purple Radiant Heaven Destroying Dragon, which was preparing to roar and pounce, let out a terrified whimper the moment it heard those two words, like a chicken being choked.
The absolute, irresistible suppressive force originating from the depths of its Bloodline instantly stripped it of all ferocity, turning into a stream of light that scrambled back into Tang Ya's body, even shivering deep within her Soul.
Although Xuan Ming had given the Dragon God Power to Gu Yuena, his past experience as the Dragon God, along with his Primordial Godhead which had long surpassed the Dragon God, granted him absolute "Monarch" authority when facing any beast Spirit, especially Dragon-type Spirits.
This was a pressure engraved in the genes, even more overbearing than divine force.
Immediately after.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The surrounding wildly growing Blue Silver Emperor vines seemed to have suddenly lost their Life force, freezing rigidly in mid-air, unable to move an inch further.
Tang Ya felt as if all her spirit power had been frozen at that moment.
Her proud twin spirits couldn't even hold out for a single second against this mysterious man; they "mutinied" instantly!
"You..."
Tang Ya's pupils constricted violently, her face deathly pale, her body trembling slightly due to extreme fear, "Who... who exactly are you?!"
To be able to ignore the Tang Sect's defensive Formations, to be able to command the Purple Radiant Heaven Destroying Dragon with a single word, and to instantly suppress her Blue Silver Emperor... Even those demigod Old freaks couldn't achieve this level of power!
Could it be... a Divinity?!
"Ten thousand years ago, Tang San was a supporter of the old era, and the biggest obstacle to the new era."
Xuan Ming's eyes were deep, as if recalling those tumultuous years, "I never expected that ten thousand years later, his descendant would become a rebel against the old era, raising the banner to break the shackles."
"These Tang Clan members... really like going against me."
Hearing these words, Tang Ya's face instantly went white, and her breathing stopped for half a beat.
Ten thousand years ago? Going against him?
In the history of the Douluo Federation, there were only a handful of people qualified to say such a thing.
And the secret records of the Tang Sect clearly stated that that era was the age when Divinities walked the World.
"You... you are..."
Tang Ya's voice was trembling uncontrollably, her gaze shifting between Xuan Ming and Qian Renxue, "Are you... a Divinity from the Angel Temple? Or from Sea God Island?"
She was despairing.
Although the Tang Sect had declined, its foundation remained, and she naturally knew that Divinities truly existed in this World.
But weren't the legendary Divinities forbidden from interfering with the Mortal Realm at will?
Was it because Huo Yuhao had caused too much trouble and crossed the bottom line of the God Realm, so... a Divinity personally intervened?
If that were the case, what chance did the Tang Sect have to survive? What chance did Huo Yuhao have to survive?
"Don't be nervous."
Xuan Ming seemed to see through her inner fear, and he waved his hand lightly, the momentary pressure vanishing without a trace.
"I'm just passing by, coming to take a look."
Xuan Ming casually pulled over a chair and sat down, his posture relaxed, "You don't need to be anxious either. That so-called Materials shortage and divine meridian depletion is a dead end for you, but for some people, it's just a small episode on their path to growth."
"As the child of destiny, turning bad luck into good fortune is his basic operation."
"Soon, your problem will be easily solved."
Tang Ya was stunned.
She couldn't keep up with the rhythm of this mysterious man at all. The other party was ridiculously strong, yet seemed to hold no hostility? He was even... comforting her?
"Which side... are you on?"
Tang Ya gritted her teeth, still unable to resist asking the doubt in her heart, "Angel God? Or Sea God?"
In this World, besides these two great churches, she truly couldn't imagine anyone else possessing such power and aura.
Hearing this, Xuan Ming smiled.
He didn't answer directly, but turned to look aside.
There, Qian Renxue was picking up an unfinished Soul Tool Hidden Weapon with interest, her slender fingers gently tracing the intricate patterns, and judging light flickering in her golden eyes.
"Her?"
Xuan Ming pointed at Qian Renxue, "She is the Angel God."
Tang Ya's pupils dilated suddenly, her heart feeling like it was being fiercely squeezed.
The... Angel God?!
The Divinity worshipped by billions of Angel God Cult followers, the one who symbolized the Supreme light?!
She had... truly descended?!