Chapter 538: Tang San Falters! Li Zhexian: God King Tang, Long Time No See (Side Story)

Chapter 538: Chapter 538: Tang San Falters! Li Zhexian: God King Tang, Long Time No See (Side Story)

The Divine Realm revealed itself.

The God King had descended to pass judgment.

All living beings trembled as they raised their heads toward the sky.

Wherever their eyes fell, they saw only Tang San’s towering figure—vast enough to support the heavens and suppress the earth.

Divine radiance flooded the skies, turning the entire firmament into a blinding sea of gold.

The three thousand heavenly steps descending from the sky loomed like mountains suspended in midair.

Divine runes flowed across them, flickering with light and stirring clouds across ten thousand miles.

Not long ago—

the battle between Limit Douluo had shaken half the continent.

Yet compared to the majesty of a God King at this moment...

that so-called ultimate battle seemed utterly insignificant.

The powerful figures hiding around the Star Dou Great Forest felt an uncontrollable urge to kneel in worship.

Du Busi’s massive body trembled as dark green runes flickered across his skin.

He clenched his teeth, breathing heavily. "So this... is the power of a god?!"

"Roar!"

Behind Mu En, the phantom of a Light Holy Dragon appeared as he struggled against the crushing pressure spilling down from the heavens.

"It’s said Tang San holds the rank of God King."

"A rank far beyond ordinary gods."

Boom! Boom!

Many experts fell from the sky, crashing into the ground below.

Their Spirit Power surged wildly, yet they couldn’t even stand—knees driven deep into the earth.

"D... damn it..." Jing Hongchen swayed in midair.

Several soul tools around him began to crack as they struggled to resist the divine pressure.

"So this... is the might of a god..."

"Lord Divine-Eyed hasn’t even become a god yet... can he truly defeat Tang San...?"

After Huo Yuhao became invincible across the world, he never pursued the grudges of the past.

Jing Hongchen had always felt indebted for that mercy.

Before today, he had admired Huo Yuhao beyond measure—believing even a god descending to the mortal world might not surpass him.

But now, witnessing the power of a god firsthand...

his confidence wavered.

"Yuhao!" Zhang Lexuan, Ma Xiaotao, and Wang Dong looked pale with worry and instinctively rushed toward the heart of the forest.

Mu En waved a strand of Spirit Power, blocking their path.

"There’s nothing you can do there. You’d only distract him."

"Don’t worry. Yuhao wouldn’t act without certainty."

"And besides... with that Transcendent Immortal there, nothing will happen to him."

Li Zhexian had never displayed any overwhelming display of power. Even when he subdued the Death God Tower, he had done it casually, as though it were nothing.

But for some reason—

Mu En had an inexplicable feeling.

Even God King Tang San might not be a match for that man.

"Huo Yuhao."

Tang San lowered his gaze, looking down upon him with cold indifference.

"I saw the future you revealed earlier."

"To be honest, I would indeed have treated you that way."

"But I see nothing wrong with it."

"On the contrary—you should be grateful. Just as your current regret proves."

"If I had personally trained you, your achievements would have gone far beyond this."

"You would have stood where I do—ascending to the supreme Divine Realm, enjoying eternal life and absolute authority."

"Instead of standing here as a mortal, facing divine wrath... with nothing but regret before your death."

Huo Yuhao shook his head and laughed.

The laughter grew louder and louder, echoing through the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Hahahahaha!"

Wind swept through the forest, whipping his robes in the air.

Huo Yuhao slowly rose into the sky.

Behind him—

space suddenly shattered.

A colossal ancient divine eye slowly opened, vast enough to cover the heavens themselves.

Endless starlight flickered within its pupil, like the birth and destruction of entire worlds.

The divine eye rose to meet Tang San’s gaze directly.

"Tang San."

"I despise that attitude of yours—standing above all living beings."

"Have you forgotten that you were once flesh and blood like the rest of us?"

"Have you forgotten the thorns you stepped on along your path to godhood?"

"And yet you presume to stand above the board, manipulating the fate of those who come after you."

"You... train me?"

"If I followed the river of time back—"

"and stood at the same age you were when you began..."

"Then killing you..."

"...would take only one move."

Huo Yuhao’s eyes burned like stars.

"In front of me..."

"...what right do you have to pretend?"

His words rang out like steel striking steel.

They echoed across heaven and earth.

Everyone’s expression changed drastically, and sharp breaths were drawn all around.

"Facing a God King with such contempt—mocking and scolding him to his face... Lord Divine-Eyed is as arrogant as ever!"

"This is the strongest Titled Douluo of the current age!"

...

Tang San’s expression turned icy as he spoke two words. "Very well."

A sudden change swept across the heavens.

The clouds no longer drifted and rolled. Instead, as if stirred by an invisible hand, they began to churn violently—boiling, colliding, piling upon one another.

In the next instant—

the hearts of billions of living beings across Douluo Continent trembled.

The sky...

had become a sea.

The vast heavens for ten thousand miles transformed into raging waves.

Clouds became surging tides, and under the shifting light they even reflected rippling water.

The entire firmament twisted under divine power, turning into an endless inverted ocean suspended above the world.

"Yuhao, apologize to my father—now!" Tang Wutong shouted anxiously.

"You’re not his opponent!"

"I... I’ll beg him to forgive your offense!"

Huo Yuhao ignored her completely.

Behind him, the Divine Eye radiated endless starlight, fearlessly confronting Tang San.

"Turning the heavens into a mirror... not a bad trick."

Just as the battle was about to begin—

Tang San suddenly glanced at the vast mirror in the sky, which remained unmoved even within the raging sea of clouds.

"The dignity of the gods is not something mortal eyes are permitted to witness."

Holding the Golden Trident, he stamped lightly in the void.

"Break."

BOOM!!!

Countless crimson Asura lightning bolts erupted across the sky.

They surged toward the heavenly mirror that reflected the Star Dou Great Forest.

Everyone believed—

that the ultimate battle beyond mortal imagination would now vanish from their sight.

However, in the next instant, the moment the Asura lightning touched the mirror, it slowly dissipated as if falling into an endless deep pool..

The mirror remained as clear as before—smooth, polished, and flawless. The reflected scene of the forest did not ripple in the slightest.

Silence. A deathly silence blanketed the entire continent.

The first strike of God King Tang San after descending to the mortal world...

had failed.

Billions of living beings looked at each other in disbelief.

"This heavenly mirror came from the hand of that Transcendent Immortal..."

"Does that mean that Transcendent Immortal is even stronger than the God King?!"

Tang Wutong’s anxious expression froze.

Even the coldness on Tang San’s face paused for the briefest moment.

"Li Zhexian..." His gaze darkened as his thoughts raced.

Someone capable of dissolving his Asura divine lightning so effortlessly—could only be that mysterious white-robed youth.

Yet ever since descending into the mortal world, Tang San had spread his divine sense across the continent like a tidal sea.

And still—

he had never detected the slightest trace of the man’s presence.

Tang San expanded his divine consciousness again, sweeping across mountains, forests, and rivers like an invisible ocean.

Still nothing.

A flicker of unease rose within him.

At the same time, the long-dormant sword wound on his chest throbbed faintly.

His gaze slowly scanned every inch of the Star Dou Great Forest, refusing to miss even the faintest fluctuation of aura.

Finally—

just as he was about to give up—

a gentle breeze drifted by, parting the dense canopy of a cluster of trees.

The branches shifted.

There, leaning casually against a horizontal limb, was a figure in white robes, tilting his head back as he leisurely poured himself a drink.

Sensing Tang San’s trembling gaze—

Li Zhexian raised his cup from afar and gave a casual toast in his direction.

"God King Tang..."

"Long time no see."