Chapter 183: Divine Realm, Hu Liena!

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In the Divine Realm, an ancient prison floats in a vast, dark void. Suddenly, a blood-red figure descends before the prison.

As the figure materializes, it is none other than the God of Asura, Tang San.

This prison holds those who have committed grave offenses against the Divine Realm—gods who have fallen from grace.

Soon, Tang San steps into the prison, arriving at the only room that houses a prisoner.

In the damp, dark environment, a woman in a blood-red gown, covered in filth, is shackled to the ground by seals imbued with restraining power.

When Tang San appears, the woman's hollow, dark pupils suddenly blaze with a crimson light, exuding boundless killing intent.

Facing the woman's hateful gaze, Tang San remains unfazed, his expression indifferent.

"Hu Liena, after all these years, you still hate me so."

"You have never understood that imprisoning you here was for your own good."

After a long silence, Tang San looks at the woman before him and lets out a deep sigh.

This woman is none other than the former Asura God, Hu Liena!

Hearing his words, Hu Liena's eyes remain cold and filled with murderous intent. Her filthy face, however, shows a hint of mocking disdain.

She does not speak, just stares coldly at Tang San, as if he were a joke.

Years ago, the previous Asura God favored her, passing the divine position to her and leaving a killing energy within her.

Later, when she passed the Asura God position to Tang San, he coveted the killing energy within her. Thus, he imprisoned her here on false charges of threatening the Divine Realm.

For ten thousand years, Tang San has continuously used the formations in this prison to absorb the killing energy from her.

"Nana, why can't you understand my true feelings for you? If I release you, the other god kings will surely punish you."

Sensing the depth of Hu Liena's gaze, Tang San tries to defend himself once more.

"Tang San, even now, you're still pretending! I must have been blind to resurrect you back then!"

Suddenly, a cold, hoarse voice comes from Hu Liena, her emotions reaching a frenzied state, causing her shackles to clink and rattle.

"If you are sincere, release me and return the Asura God position to me!"

"Otherwise, you are nothing but a hypocrite!"

Unable to tolerate Tang San's hypocrisy, Hu Liena shouts loudly.

Seeing this outburst, the pity in Tang San's eyes vanishes instantly.

"Nana, when you threatened the Divine Realm, the other god kings wanted you dead. If not for me, you would be a pile of bones."

"Being imprisoned here is your deserved punishment. Why do you remain so stubborn?"

"If you refuse to repent, then continue to reflect here!"

Tang San's voice is as cold as an icy cavern, and he turns to leave.

Hearing his words, the frenzied Hu Liena suddenly calms down, the crimson light in her eyes quickly fading, replaced by a hollow darkness.

For ten thousand years, this scenario has repeated countless times.

Sealing runes covered her entire body as she lay curled up.

After several breaths, Hu Liena returned to a state of calm, motionless, as if nothing had happened.

...

After imprisoning Wang Dong'er in Tianshui, Shui Wuyá opened a spatial passage and returned to the Shui family.

Shui Yuánchén, now a demi-god, did not immediately follow Shui Wuyá back to the Shui family. He first returned to the Slaughter Hell.

As the Lord of Slaughter Hell, his duty was to guard it.

However, Shui Yuánchén had informed Shui Wuyá that he would return to the Shui family in seven days, when the Shui family would reemerge.

In the Shui family patriarch hall, all members with a cultivation level of Soul Saint and above had gathered.

"In summary, does everyone understand the arrangements for the Shui family's reemergence in seven days?"

Shui Xíngtiān stood in front of the patriarch's throne, holding a water-blue document, his gaze sweeping around as he asked.

He had just read aloud Shui Wuyá's detailed plans for the Shui family's reemergence.

"We understand!"

The strong voices of the Shui family members echoed through the hall, filled with respect and barely contained excitement.

They had endured countless years of patience for this day when the Shui family would finally reemerge!

As the Shui family prepared for their return, the Douluo World of ten thousand years ago was rife with turbulent undercurrents.

In the Wuhun Hall of that era, Bibi Dong, the Pope, held a newly delivered intelligence report. Her typically icy and beautiful face showed a rare expression of confusion.

"Under twenty years old, possessing the power of a Soul Douluo, and capable of defeating a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast like the Titan Giant Ape—who could this person be?"

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her voice audible only to her.

The intelligence report, sent by Chrysanthemum Douluo, detailed the events in the Star Dou Forest.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Spirit City, another figure wore a similarly puzzled expression.

In the Angel Temple, Qian daoliu, his golden hair flowing over his shoulders, held a letter from his granddaughter, Qian Renxue.

The letter described the scenes from the Star Dou Forest and included a question from Qian Renxue.

She inquired about Shui Wuyá's identity and origins.

Despite his vast experience, Qian daoliu was at a loss.

"Such a prodigious talent exists in this world. If what Xiao xue writes is true, even Tang Chen in his prime was not his equal!"

Qian daoliu spoke slowly, a golden light flickering in his pupils as he gazed towards the Star Dou Forest.

Unconsciously, a desire to recruit Shui Wuyá grew in Qian daoliu's heart.

From the letter, he learned that Qian Renxue seemed to have a good relationship with the young man.

If they could use this connection to bring him into the Spirit Hall, he would undoubtedly become a powerful ally for Xiao xue in the future!

Meanwhile, in the Tian Dou Imperial City.

At this moment, the entire city was draped in mourning, and the city was engulfed in an atmosphere of sorrow.

The reason was clear.

Emperor Xue Ye had passed away!

The news of Emperor Xue Ye's declining health had spread like a blizzard throughout the Tian Dou Empire.

Finally, when the news of his death was announced, everyone began preparing for the funeral in unspoken unity.

At the same time, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was preparing for his coronation.

(End of this chapter)