Within the Clear Sky Sect, the exquisitely beautiful young girl — Tang Wutong — stared at the suddenly appearing multicolored light and shadow before her, and the familiar divine sense that was burning, attempting to construct a spatial channel. Her small face was filled with bewilderment.
That wisp of divine sense belonging to Tang San erupted with its final radiance, shouting sharply, "How dare you touch my daught—"
"Noisy."
The multicolored light and shadow that Lei Chen had transformed into didn't even make an extra move. With just a slight stirring of his will, the Plane Laws surrounding them instantly solidified, like the hardest of shackles, imprisoning and compressing that burning wisp of divine sense along with the struggling, nascent form of the spatial channel it was maintaining.
"In my domain, a single, rootless wisp of a God King's divine sense dares to act with such audacity?"
As the words fell, the solidified laws abruptly collapsed inward. That wisp of divine sense, containing Tang San's will and fury, was unable to transmit even a single complete threat before it was silently annihilated and scattered under the ruthless crushing force of the Plane's power, like a popped bubble, without stirring the slightest ripple.
The fluctuations of the spatial channel also completely subsided, as if they had never existed.
Having dealt with this final interference, Lei Chen's gaze fell upon Tang Wutong, who was somewhat dazed from the sudden severance of her divine sense connection.
"Tang San's daughter. For now, she shall be sealed."
The light and shadow raised a hand. Multicolored streams of light transformed into chains of law, gentle yet irresistible, winding around Tang Wutong's body. These divine chains did not bind her physical form but directly penetrated it, sealing and isolating all memories deep within her soul concerning the God Realm and Tang San.
Tang Wutong's eyes rapidly grew vacant before she fell into slumber. Waves of sealing light, imbued with life energy, enveloped her, forming a crystalline light cocoon that slowly sank deep into the earth beneath the Clear Sky Sect, sealed and hidden by layers of planar power.
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God Realm, within the Space-Time Turbulence.
"Pfft—!"
Tang San, whose face was already pale from the shattering of the God Realm Central Hub and the backlash of divine power, suffered the forced erasure of five consecutive wisps of his divine sense. Especially the destruction of the wisp protecting his daughter. The resulting backlash and mental impact were like adding frost to snow, causing him to violently cough up another mouthful of golden god's blood. His aura instantly withered to its extreme, and the divine light flowing around his body dimmed considerably.
"Brother!" Xiao Wu exclaimed in alarm, rushing forward to support him.
"I... am fine..." Tang San forcibly suppressed the raging divine power within him and the severe pain in his divine soul. Yet, his eyes stared fixedly through the chaotic Space-Time Turbulence towards the direction of Douluo Star, filled with boundless resentment and hatred.
"Good! Very good, Lord of the Douluo Plane! What a profound scheme!" Tang San's voice trembled slightly with extreme fury.
He recalled the abruptly arriving Space-Time Turbulence, the Golden Dragon King's perfectly timed escape from its seal, and the Plane Lord's 'coincidentally' completed ascension... Connecting all these events, it was clearly a meticulously orchestrated, interlocking dead-end trap aimed at the God Realm!
"I was careless!" Tang San clenched his fists, his nails nearly digging into his palms. "I never imagined that a mere Plane Lord like you would dare to scheme against the God Realm! Destroying my divine senses, ruining my plans... This enmity is irreconcilable!"
Turbulent hatred churned in his chest. In this confrontation, he had been utterly defeated. Not only was the God Realm exiled, his parents separated, his daughter fallen into enemy hands, but he himself had also suffered heavy injuries.
"This time, you seized the initiative and were one move ahead..." A cold, frenzied light flickered in Tang San's eyes. "But don't rejoice too soon! Once I stabilize the God Realm and repair the Central Hub, I will surely lead the God Realm back!"
"When that time comes, I will ensure you, this Plane Lord, suffer soul annihilation, never to be reincarnated for all eternity!"
A violent killing intent brewed within him. But soon, he forcibly calmed himself down, a sinister, cold arc curling at the corner of his mouth.
"The God Realm's return will take time... However, before you become complacent and wish to peacefully continue promoting your plane's ascension, there will naturally be others who come to 'entertain' you first... Wanting to continue growing stronger? Dream on!"
In the universe, there were quite a few existences who were particularly 'interested' in newborn planes or powerful origins. Without the God Realm's protection, a solitary plane was merely a delicacy in the eyes of those beings.
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Douluo Star, Plane Origin.
After dealing with Tang Wutong, Lei Chen's consciousness returned to the Sea of Plane Origin. Sensing the plane's origin, now far more vast and solidified than before, and his own power, stably settled at the First-level God tier, even with his temperament, he couldn't help but feel a ripple of joy.
"Plan successful," he silently recited in his heart.
Reviewing this operation, the result could be called perfect.
The primary objective, 'Exile the God Realm,' had been successfully achieved. The greatest threat looming overhead was temporarily removed.
Secondly, he had taken the opportunity to destroy five wisps of Tang San's divine sense, especially the one protecting his daughter. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Tang San, greatly weakening his future ability to perceive and interfere with the Douluo Plane.
He himself had even used this opportunity to successfully fuse with the Undead Demi-plane, breaking through to the First-level God tier, achieving a qualitative leap in strength.
"From this day forth, the Douluo Plane can truly be considered my territory!" A surge of heroic spirit arose in Lei Chen's heart.
Without the God Realm's constraints, he could finally implement his plans with bold resolve: reforging God Positions, nurturing native powerhouses, and promoting the plane's continuous ascension.
As for Tang Hao and Ah Yin who escaped? Those two were not even worth worrying about.
The God Realm had been swept away by the Space-Time Turbulence, its connection with its subordinate planes forcibly severed. Since the Second-level God positions held by Tang Hao and Ah Yin belonged to the God Realm, with the God Realm's departure, their God Positions were naturally stripped away. They no longer posed the slightest threat to the Douluo Plane. If they dared show themselves in the future, Lei Chen could suppress them with a mere flip of his hand.
"The overall situation is settled. It's time to meet the great contributor of this operation."
With a thought, Lei Chen's consciousness once again connected to the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, that hidden underground space.
"Your Excellency Silver Dragon King, the smooth execution of this plan owes much to you promptly triggering the Space-Time Turbulence and stimulating the Golden Dragon King's seal break. On behalf of the Douluo Plane, I extend my gratitude to you." Lei Chen's voice was gentle, carrying sincere appreciation.
He 'looked' towards the massive silver dragon body at the center of the space, asking with concern, "Forcibly guiding the Space-Time Turbulence must have incurred significant consumption and backlash for you. How is your condition now?"
The Silver Dragon King's enormous silver dragon body stretched slightly within the underground space. The spatial power flowing around it, though somewhat disordered, still carried an awe-inspiring majesty.
Hearing Lei Chen's inquiry, a barely perceptible fluctuation passed through her pair of amethyst-like dragon eyes. A clear, cold voice rang out, "It is of no consequence. Some consumption and backlash are still within my capacity to bear. Compared to the oppression of lying dormant for hundreds of thousands of years, this small price is insignificant."
Her dragon tail lightly swept across the ground, stirring subtle spatial ripples.
"The God Realm is exiled, the shackles on this world are gone. Achieving the goal is what matters."