Fang Yang gazed at the orb of Sea God divine power hovering above his palm, a faint sneer curling his lips.
"The 'pure and flawless' God-King Tang San… this is all you amount to?"
The refined Sea God energy swirled in his hand, radiating a deep, oceanic blue light.
Fang Yang could feel the vast, primordial power within it—
the roar of tempestuous seas, the fury of towering waves, the divine authority capable of overturning heaven and earth.
"So… this is the power of the Sea God," he murmured. "Interesting."
His fingers closed.
A mysterious rune flared in his palm, imprisoning the divine energy.
With a faint glint from his storage ring, the Sea God essence vanished inside.
His gaze then turned to Tang Wulin, still suspended within the Heaven-Sealing Divine Ban.
By now, the Golden Dragon King's bloodline had been fully extracted—
transformed into a radiant golden divine core floating in midair.
Within its glow, a golden dragon could be faintly seen, coiling and swimming, radiating a pressure that made the soul tremble.
Fang Yang took a deep breath and reached out.
The golden core drifted gently into his palm, spinning silently above his skin.
Every glimmer of light carried world-shattering power—the very essence of the Golden Dragon King, a treasure that would drive even God-Kings to madness.
Tang Wulin's body shuddered weakly, his face as pale as paper.
Even in unconsciousness, the agony of bloodline extraction made him curl inward, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
After a moment's pause, Fang Yang shifted his focus to the divine core in his hand.
The next step: merge the Golden Dragon King's core into his own body, transforming it into his bloodline.
He swallowed the core.
Instantly, a cataclysmic surge of energy exploded within him.
His consciousness was ripped away—thrown into a mystical golden realm.
A streak of golden light shot toward him—blindingly bright, growing closer by the second.
ROOOAARRR!!!
A deafening dragon's roar shook the cosmos.
Before him soared a metallic golden dragon of unimaginable size, its wings blotting out the heavens.
It circled once—then loomed directly before him.
Its massive head stared down, radiating absolute, tyrannical majesty.
Its coiled body seemed endless—too vast for the sky itself to contain.
Five claws gleamed on each limb. Its entire form was armored in lustrous golden dragon scales.
"Is this… the residual will of the Golden Dragon King?" Fang Yang's heart pounded.
Originally, the Golden Dragon King's core had been forcibly implanted into Tang Wulin—intended to detonate and kill him.
But Tang San had used his own divine blood to seal it in eighteen layers, and left a sliver of divine consciousness within Tang Wulin's spiritual sea—
to gradually unlock the bloodline when the time was right, guiding his son to absorb its power.
Now, however, Fang Yang—using the Heaven-Sealing Divine Ban, empowered by threads of flame from twenty-two sealed Heavenly Flames—
had ripped the core from Tang Wulin's body by force.
During the refining process, Tang San's eighteen Sea God seals had been incinerated by Heavenly Flame.
And now, as the long-dormant Golden Dragon King's power awakened within Fang Yang, it sought to explode him from within, just as it had meant to do to Tang Wulin.
"Heaven-Sealing Divine Ban—Reverse!" Fang Yang commanded.
Countless runes and symbols erupted around his body, weaving into a complete, luminous array.
The Heavenly Flame Plaza trembled violently once more.
All twenty-three towering pillars blazed with blinding light.
The sky of the Heavenly Flame Orb's inner realm slowly stained crimson, as if soaked in blood.
"With me as the core—ten thousand flames, incinerate the Golden Dragon!" Fang Yang's voice echoed across the heavens.
At his decree, the plaza erupted into an ocean of fire.
From the sky poured rivers of flame, while the twenty-three pillars of fire held up the burning firmament.
At the array's center, Fang Yang stood—Flame Mantra roaring at full power.
A radiant fire lotus bloomed around him, as if a Flame Emperor had descended into the mortal world.
The twenty-three Heavenly Flames converged, their combined might utterly refining the Golden Dragon King's lingering will.
ROOOAR—!
One final, defiant dragon's cry echoed through the void—
—before the golden core dissolved into purest bloodline essence, merging seamlessly into Fang Yang's body.
His entire frame shuddered.
A warm, unprecedented current surged through his meridians.
Every cell rejoiced, as if reborn.
In that transcendent moment—
a brilliant golden soul ring slowly rose behind him.
This was no ordinary ring—it was a Bloodline Soul Ring, condensed from the essence of the Golden Dragon King!
Unlike Tang Wulin in the original story—
Fang Yang was the Golden Dragon King. The Golden Dragon King was Fang Yang!
"This sensation…"
He activated the bloodline.
Instantly, his hands transformed—covered in golden dragon scales, fingers sharpening into razor-sharp claws that gleamed with cold metallic luster.
"Golden Dragon Claws!"
A casual swipe—
and the air itself ripped apart, imbued with tearing and pulverizing properties.
For now, he could only dragonize his hands—but as his soul power grew, full dragon transformation would follow.
…
Meanwhile, in the divine realm, cast adrift in the chaos of space-time…
Tang San suddenly paled, then spat out a mouthful of divine blood.
Divine consciousness backlash!
"Brother San! Are you alright?!" Xiao Wu rushed to his side, alarmed.
Tang San wiped the blood from his lips, his usually gentle face now dark as storm clouds.
"The divine consciousness I left in Wulin's spiritual sea… has been destroyed. And the Golden Dragon King's bloodline… has been stolen!"
His eyes burned with icy, murderous intent.
Who dared steal the Golden Dragon King's bloodline from my son?
That bloodline was a crucial piece of his ten-thousand-year grand plan:
First, let Tang Wulin absorb the Golden Dragon King's power.
Then, use that connection to lure the Silver Dragon King close—uniting them as fated lovers.
When he returned from the drifting divine realm, he would have them inherit the Godships of Destruction and Life, respectively.
Then—the entire divine realm and Douluo Plane would be his to command.
But now… all of it was ruined.
No matter who you are… if you've ruined my design—you have brought death upon yourself!
"What?!" Xiao Wu gasped. "Your consciousness was destroyed? And Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline is gone?"
Her initial shock quickly gave way to relief.
"That's… wonderful! Now Wulin won't suffer from that cursed bloodline anymore!"
Her maternal worry resurfaced immediately:
"But… is that child in danger…?"
"This is no simple matter," Tang San said coldly. "I must activate my contingency—ask Father to investigate."
"Whoever extinguished my divine consciousness and stole Wulin's bloodline…
when the time comes, Father and Mother will join me in annihilating this threat."
"Such a danger to my existence… must not be allowed to live."
Xiao Wu's eyes widened in horror. "No, Brother San! Gods cannot interfere with the lower planes—it's against the rules!"
"Rules?"
Tang San suddenly laughed.
The Sea God's Trident materialized in his hand, its divine radiance illuminating his frostbitten face.
"In this divine realm… my word is the rule."
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