For the sake of this final trump card, Tang San made his move against the seven Original Sin Gods.
He slowly stood up and said,"Your master, the former God King of Destruction, Zi, entrusted you to me before his departure. He instructed you to follow my arrangements."
"But your actions have greatly disappointed me."
"You presumed to make judgments about how to handle the Douluo Plane based solely on your own assumptions."
"The one who has been paying constant attention to the Douluo Plane and to Ditian, is me—not you!"
"If Ditian ascends to the level of the Dragon God, and creates a new God Realm of his own, what happens to the hundreds of lower planes that belong to our Douluo God Realm?"
"The burden of all those planes rests on my shoulders!"
"The weight of hundreds of lower planes—countless living beings longing for stability, a future, and a path to rise—none of you understand it at all."
The more Tang San spoke, the heavier and colder his tone became.
"To prevent you from making a decision you'll regret for the rest of your lives… and in accordance with your former master's final instructions…"
"Today, I, Tang San, exercising the authority of the God Realm's Controller, hereby imprison the seven of you in the God Realm Prison."
Before his words had fully fallen, his sealing actions had already begun.
The Key to the God Realm's Core suddenly appeared—its key-shaped phantom infinitely magnified behind Tang San.
The Douluo God Realm's Core was activated at that moment.
Countless chains of law and order burst forth, shooting toward the seven Original Sin Gods.
The premeditated speed gave the seven no time to react. Their divine power fusion was interrupted by the Core itself.
They were then bound in airtight cells by the chains of divine law forged from the God Realm's order.
To their horror, the chains inside the prison cells began to strip away their god positions and extract their divine power.
In the unseen depths of their minds, Tang San's voice echoed faintly:
"The gods of the God Realm will thank you for your selfless sacrifice. Rest in peace."
At this point, the seven Original Sin Gods tried to speak, but found they could no longer make their voices heard.
Outside the Prison
Everything happened in a flash—barely a moment passed before the overwhelmingly powerful Original Sin Gods were imprisoned.
With this shocking example, the other gods immediately understood one thing:
Tang San had urgently convened the God Realm Council, not to consult with them, but to shut them up and get them moving—to dismantle the Forest of Life and the Castle of Destruction to free up energy for the Douluo Plane.
Even the followers of the late God Kings of Life and Destruction, Lv and Zi, kept their mouths shut.
Wasn't it obvious? Even peers of Tang San, like Ji Dong, the Evil God King, and Lie Yan, the Good God King, didn't dare to stop him.
Wasn't it obvious? Even top-tier first-level gods like Dai Yueheng, Zhou Weiqing, and Rong Nianbing, said nothing, silently signaling their agreement.
Having gained both face and leverage, Tang San returned to his usual calm.
"Well then, since no one has any objections, go get it done."
"Yuehao, the dismantling of the Castle of Destruction and the Forest of Life—I'm assigning that to you."
"Yes, Father-in-law!"
Upon hearing that Tang San trusted him with such a critical task, Dai Yuehao was overwhelmed with excitement. His smile nearly split his face from ear to ear.
His cheeks flushed red—an outward sign of the thrill of earning his father-in-law's approval.
After all, approval from Tang San was directly tied to how close he could get to Tang Wutong.
Back then, in order to make Tang San lift the chastity lock on Tang Wutong, Dai Yuehao had to wait what felt like forever for approval.
Now, with Tang San's trust advancing further, he believed he might soon be able to have a child with Tang Wutong.
How could he not be thrilled?
Dai Yuehao placed his right hand over his heart and bowed deeply to Tang San in gratitude.
Then, without wasting a second, he rushed to oversee the demolition of the Castle of Destruction and the Forest of Life.
Such a rare opportunity—he wasn't going to squander it.
As for Tang San, he was more than satisfied.
Not only with the obedient and sensible Dai Yuehao, but also with how everything was unfolding just as he'd planned.
The psychological trauma from his earlier defeat at Ditian's hands was being patched over.
His spirit felt so joyous—it was like seaweed dancing in the waves.
"It felt like life was reaching its peak!"
At the Same Time, in another place where things were also going smoothly—Inside the Star Luo Palace, a trio continued their roles:
Tang Wulin, Dai Yun'er, and Long Yue.
As the sun set over the western hills, twilight cast a fog of finality into the air.
Tang Wulin ended his brief cultivation session. Now, as the groom, he received orders from Tang San—like a walking corpse—he went to perform the mating duty.
Dai Yun'er, in the palace kitchen dressed for celebration, drank herself into a stupor to numb herself, ready to accept what she believed to be her needle-pricked fate.
Long Yue, having finished his covert operations, hid under the bed in Dai Yun'er's wedding room, waiting like a hunter for his prey.
The ceremonial firecrackers went off symbolically in the Star Luo Palace.
Hidden under the bed, utilizing his Mountain Dragon King martial soul's earth concealment technique, Long Yue perfectly concealed his presence.
Suddenly, with a quiet creak, the door opened.
Long Yue's fists clenched and his whole body tensed. He was just about to spring up from under the bed, grab a hostage, and force the blue-haired divine consciousness to act according to his plan—
But the next moment, he abruptly stopped himself. His muscles relaxed.
He was glad he didn't rush out—Because the one who entered wasn't a stranger. It was Dai Yun'er.
To be fair, you couldn't blame Long Yue for being so jumpy.
He knew Dai Yun'er had gone to the kitchen to drink herself silly.
He thought she would arrive later.
And she did, just as he expected.
But what he didn't expect was that his actual target would arrive even later.
From a normal male perspective, shouldn't a groom rush excitedly to consummate the marriage?
Was Dai Yun'er not attractive enough?
Not to Long Yue, who was seeing her through the eyes of a lover. To him, she was like a goddess.
Even ignoring his bias—just by looks and age, Dai Yun'er was in the prime of her youth and beauty, fully worthy of the longing in Long Yue's heart.
The scene imprinted on Long Yue's retinas was unmistakable:Dai Yun'er pushing open the door and entering.
Though he couldn't see her upper body clearly, he immediately recognized her ornate palace gown and familiar scent.
No chance of being wrong.
Tap, tap, tap…
Bare, fair feet, wrapped in golden hollow high heels, stepped closer and closer to Long Yue.
(To be continued)