Inside the Douluo God Realm at this moment, Tang San's expression was extremely gloomy.
Ever since that light curtain had disappeared, they had no way to peer into any situation in the outside world anymore. After all, the entire Divine Realm was now surrounded by a thick fog.
He no longer even had the ability to observe the Douluo Continent through Da Ming, Tai Tan, and his father.
By now, the gods of the Divine Realm finally understood just how formidable Lin Feng's strength was. He could easily shield the perception of the gods and let them see only what he wanted them to see. This kind of ability could even be said to be the rules themselves.
Furthermore, a full two days had already passed in the Divine Realm, meaning that two years had already passed in the Lower Realm.
One day in the Divine Realm equaled one year in the Lower Realm. This rule was originally followed within that Shrek Academy's Divine Realm as well, but the time flow rate of that Shrek Academy remained consistent with the Douluo Continent.
Of course, a single day in the Divine Realm could be said to be quite long.
Yet no matter how long the time was, it could not change the restlessness in Tang San's heart at this moment.
Dark clouds churned within his blue eyes, and he felt an unprecedented pressure—a pressure even stronger than when he and Qian Renxue had raced against time to become gods back then. He vaguely glimpsed his own death.
It felt just as helpless as in his past life when he stole the Tang Sect's supreme arts and was eventually forced by those Elders to jump off Ghost Piercing Cliff.
At that time, he could still prove his ambition through death, defending his dignity and beliefs with such a resolute method.
But what about now? Could he prove his ambition through death now?
Tang San's lips could not help but tug into a bitter smile.
No, the current him cherished his life quite a lot.
He was no longer that penniless youth with nothing; he already possessed far too much—God Positions, power, lovers, companions... He did not want to lose a single one of these things.
Therefore, he absolutely could not die. He had to live, had to keep on living, even if it meant plotting against everyone.
Yet in this Divine Realm, even if he tried his utmost to improve himself, his progress remained slow.
Gods possessed nearly eternal time. Although there was boundless immortal spiritual Qi within the Divine Realm, it was still quite difficult for that immortal spiritual Qi to bring about rapid improvements for a god.
Those powers required accumulation day by day and month by month, and tempering over long years; it was fundamentally not something that could be accomplished overnight.
It was also because of this reason that Tang San felt filled with pressure. He always felt as if those fellows would catch up to him the very next moment, making him feel somewhat breathless.
Furthermore, his previously most commonly used means of spying were now gone. The lack of mastery over information made Tang San quite uneasy.
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, felt a pang of heartache in her heart when she saw Tang San looking like that.
She stepped forward, gently grasped Tang San's hand, and then comforted him in a soft voice.
"Third Brother, don't worry."
"No matter what they do, there's no way they can compare to you."
"No matter how many hardships we faced in the past, didn't you lead us through them all very well? What does this time matter? I believe you can definitely do it."
Xiao Wu's voice was gentle and firm, soothing Tang San's emotions.
Ma Hongjun also stepped out at this moment. He no longer had time to be depressed; since his Third Brother needed comfort, he naturally had to step forward.
"That's right!"
"Third Brother, when Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong became gods back then, we were indescribably despairing—that was facing two Divine Rank powerhouses all at once! But in the end, didn't we defeat them and ultimately achieve victory?"
"This time will be the same! We will all firmly stand behind you!"
Dai Mubai, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others also successively expressed their stances, all choosing to support Tang San. This was the persona Tang San had cultivated over many years: the Shrek Seven Devils would never betray him, so what if they saw that light curtain?
Back when they were gaining experience on the Douluo Continent, Tang San leading them far and wide across the land was no fake matter.
Oscar even smiled and joked at this moment.
"Third Brother, don't worry, Rongrong and I can still resurrect you one more time."
"You're equivalent to having two lives, so there's no need to worry."
Hearing his companions comfort him like this, Tang San's inner self felt slightly better.
The corners of his mouth hooked into a slight arc, and the dark clouds within his blue eyes dissipated by a few fractions.
Yet right at this moment, Dai Mubai could not help but clench his fists, his eyes carrying a bit of dissatisfaction.
"It's a pity those fellows like the God of Destruction are unwilling to step forward and help."
"No matter what, Xiao San, you are also a member of the God Realm Committee. For them to be so cold and merciless, this is truly going too far."
Upon hearing these words, a flash of cold light involuntarily crossed Tang San's eyes. Sooner or later, one day he would drive all those fellows who did not support him out of the Divine Realm.
Those who had not chosen a side right now were the same; if they did not choose to stand together with Tang San, then that would not do either.
Right at this moment, Ma Hongjun spoke up once more.
"Right, Third Brother, I even brought you helpers."
As he spoke, he turned around and pointed his hand toward two figures walking over from not far away. Walking in the front was Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.
"Tang San, oh Tang San, this time I'll help you out once more. No matter what, we can be considered to have known each other for a long time; I can't just watch you die like this."
Hearing these words, Tang San also nodded. As expected of someone he had plotted against, at a time like this, he still chose to stand together with him.
With a First-Class God like Rong Nianbing joining, the pressure could be said to have lessened quite a bit. After all, regardless, the Shrek Seven Devils were basically Second-Class Gods, and the help they could bring him was indeed not as great as Rong Nianbing's.
Following behind was Zhou Weiqing, the God of Destruction.
"Sea God, you helped me once back then; this time, I'll help you back."
Hearing these words, Tang San also nodded. That way, his faction would have two First-Class Gods.
However, Tang San had originally been waiting to see if there would be more people, such as that young couple, the God of Goodness and the God of Evil. No matter what, he had become a god before them, and furthermore, they even called him Third Brother.
Yet at this time, they were unexpectedly not present. Were they truly unreliable after all?
Tang San's heart sank slightly, but very quickly he suppressed this emotion. He knew that now was not the time to fuss over these things; the top priority was to stabilize his own side's footing and gather all the power that could be gathered.
Tang San's gaze swept across the crowd standing by his side, and then he spoke quite earnestly.
"Everyone, do not worry. I will lead you to the final victory, guaranteed in the name of me, Tang San the Sea God!"
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