The Evil God had never imagined that the Asura God, who had always seemed invincible and high above all others in his eyes, would one day appear so miserable.
The God of Destruction's expression was equally grim. He had originally believed that the Asura God had already dealt with Wang Nan. Even if they later fell out with the Silver Dragon King, the five God Kings working together could still suppress the Golden Dragon King. He never expected Wang Nan to have defeated the Asura God instead.
"Roar—!"
A furious dragon's roar shattered everyone's thoughts. The Golden Dragon King's colossal body coiled in the sky, its golden eyes locked onto the fallen Asura God.
It had inherited a portion of the Dragon God's memories. Unlike the Silver Dragon King, however, its recollections were saturated with hatred. It no longer remembered why the Dragon God had split into two. In its mind remained only a deep, unrelenting hatred for the Asura God.
The Golden Dragon King inherited the Dragon God's physical body, and along with its overwhelming power, it possessed unparalleled speed. Golden light ignited from its horn and surged down to its tail. In the next instant, like a bolt of golden lightning, it shot straight toward the ground.
"Roar—!"
A gigantic White Tiger lunged forward to intercept it. But even a divine soul fusion technique was powerless against the Golden Dragon King. In the blink of an eye, the White Tiger was blasted backward at even greater speed.
The Phoenix God, Food God, and Nine-Colored Goddess did not remain idle. They struck the moment the Golden Dragon King moved. Yet their strength was insufficient. Even with their combined effort, they only managed to slow it slightly.
That brief obstruction, however, was enough for the Asura God to react.
It was as though his back had split open. Eight enormous spider-leg-like bones extended outward, forming a shield before him.
Although the Asura God had long ascended, he did not truly possess a Divine Artifact of his own. The Sea God Trident and the Asura Demon Sword had been inherited from previous Gods and did not belong solely to him. Though immensely powerful, they were not as naturally suited to him as Wang Nan's Coiling Dragon Staff.
Thus, he had long nurtured his Eight Spider Lances, intending to forge them into his own Divine Artifact. While not yet perfected, they were already comparable to ordinary Divine Artifacts.
Yet even these Eight Spider Lances shattered under a single strike from the Golden Dragon King. Fragments scattered in every direction as the Asura God's body was sent skidding across the ground.
At that moment, the passage Wang Nan had previously opened trembled again. Before anyone emerged, a massive crimson hammer smashed toward the Golden Dragon King. Though it failed to injure it, the strike finally halted its advance.
Two figures followed, leaping out from the passage.
They were a plainly dressed couple. The Phoenix God and the others' expressions shifted slightly upon recognizing them. They were the Asura God's parents.
Tang Hao looked at the Asura God with complicated emotions. Though he resided in the mortal realm, as a God he could sense disturbances in the God Realm through the passage.
No matter what mistakes had been made, the Asura God was still his son. No parent could stand by and watch their child die.
Tang Hao slowly clenched his fist. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand pulsed with power.
The Goddess of Life understood that this was not the time for hesitation. She stepped forward and infused divine force into the gravely injured Asura God.
The Evil God and the God of Destruction moved to stand before the Golden Dragon King.
"Too weak—!"
A low, rumbling voice emerged from the Golden Dragon King. "Compared to the previous Asura God, you are truly too weak."
This was not the first time the Asura God had heard such words. When he first encountered the Silver Dragon King, she too had remarked that his strength was far inferior to that of the original Asura God.
Among the surrounding gods, besides fear, strange glances now swept toward the fallen Asura God.
Yet he lay motionless, as if unconscious.
"Your Excellency."
The Evil God suddenly turned toward Wang Nan. "Allow me to apologize on behalf of the Asura God. You came here for the Golden Dragon King. Now that the seal is broken and it has regained freedom, if it is not suppressed, the God Realm will face catastrophe. I ask that you join us in battle."
As he spoke, the Evil God actually bowed slightly.
He had little choice. The Asura God's life hung in the balance, the God of Destruction was injured, and neither the Goddess of Life nor the God of Goodness excelled in frontal combat. Facing the Golden Dragon King, he was truly at a loss.
Wang Nan had defeated the Asura God. His strength was unquestionable.
Wang Nan turned his head slightly toward the Evil God. Before he could respond, another dragon's roar erupted from the rift.
A silver giant dragon soared into the sky, surrounded by nine-colored radiance. Several scales along her body were cracked, and purple lightning flickered across them.
"Help me."
The familiar voice sounded in Wang Nan's mind. For once, her usually cold tone carried a hint of vulnerability.
He looked up into the Silver Dragon King's silver eyes.
"Alright."
He nodded.
Throughout his journey, he had received much from the Dragon Clan. He had also long promised Gu Yue that he would help her reclaim the Dragon God Position.
A faint golden light glowed from his right leg. The Divine Sense and divine force he had expended earlier were gradually recovering. The divine ability derived from the Spirit Bone skill "Revival" was taking effect.
With a powerful sweep of his right hand, the Coiling Dragon Staff cut through the air with a sharp whistle. Golden light enveloped him as he shot toward the Golden Dragon King.
Mid-air, Wang Nan's figure expanded. The power within him unified, and with a thunderous roar, the golden staff crashed down upon the Golden Dragon King.
Having inherited the Dragon God's body and strength, the Golden Dragon King's physical defense was terrifying. Earlier, neither the God of Destruction nor the Evil God had left even a scratch upon it.
But when Wang Nan's Coiling Dragon Staff struck, two massive golden scales beneath the tip emitted a grinding sound. Cracks spread across them before shattering completely.
The God of Destruction's eyes widened. He had initially focused on Wang Nan's battle with the Asura God, but this strike alone surpassed his own strength when he first entered the God Realm. It seemed Wang Nan had grown even stronger in this short time.
"Roar—!"
Pain ignited the Golden Dragon King's ferocity. Savage and tyrannical emotions surged toward Wang Nan.
Yet when those negative emotions swept over him, they had no effect.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the Evil Breaking Dragon swam freely, sweeping away the invading negativity. Instead, his Sea of Consciousness subtly expanded.