Destruction, Reorganization
"Steady… I must stay steady!"
Huo Yuhao activated his Spiritual Eyes martial soul. At the same time, with the Dragon God's Claw fused inside him, his spiritual power was forcibly elevated to a tangible, near-divine level.
Relying on this temporarily enhanced mental strength, he struggled to stabilize the Golden Dragon King True Body he had transformed into.
Yet he understood clearly—
Even if his spiritual power had approached the threshold of the divine realm, it was still insufficient to perfectly control the Golden Dragon King's true form, especially after being amplified by the Dragon God's Claw.
The only viable solution was to release this overwhelming power.
And directly before him—
Was the perfect outlet.
Yuhao raised his colossal dragon head and stared at the radiant Poseidon Trident, which shimmered with divine authority. A ferocious light flashed within his vertical golden pupils.
"Today, I'll tear off one of your arms!"
The thousand-meter-long Golden Dragon King opened its massive jaws and bit down on the Poseidon Trident.
Those razor-sharp dragon fangs, capable of tearing through space itself, crushed the divine light surrounding the trident and pressed directly toward its body.
Yuhao's intention was unmistakable—
He wanted to bite the artifact apart.
The Poseidon Trident was no ordinary divine weapon. It symbolized the authority of the Sea God and weighed one hundred and eight thousand jin.
Yet at this moment, with the Dragon God's Claw and the seven unlocked seals of the Golden Dragon King empowering him, Yuhao's raw strength had reached a comparable tier.
Even if he could not wield it with perfect control, sheer force was enough.
Crack—
A crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth.
A faint fracture appeared on the surface of the Poseidon Trident.
An artifact had been damaged.
...
At that same instant, in the Divine Realm.
The Sea God, Tang San, abruptly stiffened.
His clash with the God of Destruction had already ended without a decisive victor, forcibly halted by the other three God Kings to prevent catastrophic damage to the Divine Realm.
Originally, Tang San had been satisfied.
Even if he had not defeated Destruction, his objective had been achieved.
The mortals below could not possibly resist the might of the Poseidon Trident.
Yet now—
He clearly felt his divine weapon suffer damage.
With a mere thought, he recalled the Poseidon Trident into his hand.
Staring at the faint crack upon its surface, Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.
Only a divine weapon could damage another divine weapon—
And it must be wielded by one bearing divine-level power.
"Has a god truly been born in the lower realm?"
For the first time, unease replaced his previous composure.
He attempted to peer into the lower world once more.
But this time, his vision was obscured by layers of mist, preventing him from seeing anything clearly.
"Damn it! Who dares interfere with my plans?!"
His voice carried killing intent.
...
Elsewhere in the Divine Realm, a stern figure cloaked in destructive aura revealed a faint smile.
The God of Destruction.
"Haha… Tang San actually suffered a setback."
He was one of the few who dared call Tang San by name.
The fog obstructing Tang San's sight was precisely his doing.
But what pleased him most was not merely Tang San's frustration.
It was the discovery of a promising existence in the lower realm.
"If I can draw that little fellow to my side, he will surely become a powerful ally."
After a brief contemplation, he waved his hand.
A seven-colored mark streaked downward from the Divine Realm, vanishing into the void in an instant.
...
Back in the Star Dou Forest.
The Golden Dragon King that Yuhao had become was preparing to continue biting through the Poseidon Trident.
Yet suddenly—
An invisible force descended and forcibly summoned the trident away.
There was no need to guess.
Only the Sea God could recall his artifact.
"Hmph. This isn't over."
Yuhao snorted coldly, his massive dragon eyes scanning the heavens.
But before he could settle his thoughts, Electrolux's anxious voice echoed in his spiritual sea.
"Yuhao, what is this method you mentioned to suppress the evil thoughts?"
Yuhao's expression grew tense.
Though Tang San's attack had retreated, the true crisis remained.
Without concealment, he revealed his plan—
The Golden Tree's natural seed.
The seed of the ancient Golden Tree possessed immense life energy and purification properties. In theory, it could counteract destructive forces and cleanse the Golden Dragon King's evil intent.
"A natural seed?" Electrolux was startled. "Such a miraculous treasure exists?"
"Where is it now?"
Yuhao hesitated.
"…At Shrek Academy."
Specifically, within the grounds nourished by the Golden Tree.
He had long intended to obtain it, but events had unfolded too quickly.
Tang San's intervention had left him no time.
Electrolux fell silent for a moment.
"Then what do we do now?"
"Teacher Yi, you and Brother Tianmeng suppress the blood dragon. I'll try to control this power myself."
Compared to the evil thought, the immediate danger was the uncontrollable divine-level strength flooding his body.
If mishandled—
He would explode.
Severing communication, Yuhao focused entirely on regulating the Golden Dragon King True Body.
Yet no matter how he strained his near-divine spiritual power, it was insufficient to fully command strength capable of shattering artifacts.
If not for the Dragon God's Claw anchoring and reinforcing his body, he might already have perished.
"What should I do… what should I do?!"
Anxiety mounted.
Time was his greatest enemy.
"My Lord! Allow this subordinate to assist you!"
Di Tian, reverting to his Black Dragon King true form, soared upward.
But before he could approach, a terrifying wave of Golden Dragon King authority erupted outward.
The sheer majesty of that bloodline forced Di Tian's body to tremble violently.
He was flung away instantly.
Even at his peak, the Beast God could not contend with this state of Yuhao—
Let alone in his weakened condition.
Seeing Di Tian repelled, Yuhao's frustration deepened.
"Must you push me to destruction?!" he roared inwardly toward the Golden Dragon King's will.
"If I explode, it benefits you nothing!"
Yet the Golden Dragon King's consciousness remained silent.
Cold. Indifferent.
As if waiting for Yuhao to self-destruct.
Just as despair began creeping into his heart—
The once-calm Lake of Life suddenly trembled.
Brilliant silver light erupted skyward.
A streak of multicolored radiance pierced the heavens.
Even Yuhao, exhausted by internal conflict, turned his gaze toward it.
"Has… the Silver Dragon King awakened?"
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