He only needed to ensure that Tang Hao's soul would be utterly annihilated, his body crushed to dust—dead beyond the possibility of return.
Right now, however, Di Tian had more pressing matters to attend to. And not just one!
With his current cultivation, he could meticulously sense every corner of the Douluo Plane, even to its furthest edges.
That Abyss Plane, which had been intimately connected with the Douluo Plane since six thousand years ago, was finally ready to separate.
And under the Abyss Sovereign's manipulation, it was rapidly distancing itself from the Douluo Plane.
Moreover, a large number of abyssal creatures had been left behind.
Roughly one-tenth of the Abyss Plane's energy, in the form of those abyssal creatures, had been discarded like sacrificial pawns by the Abyss Sovereign.
But—since they were already here—how could Di Tian let him slip away so easily?
Besides, in the near future, an immense amount of pure energy would be needed to forge a new God Realm.
If the Abyss Sovereign were allowed to escape, then trying to track him down in the vastness of the universe would be like fishing a needle from the ocean.
Finding another energy-rich plane like the Abyss Plane, capable of laying the foundation for a new God Realm, would be no easy feat.
He had to give chase—now—while the Abyss Sovereign was still within reach!
A black dragon claw reached out from the void, tearing across several space-time corridors, grabbing hold of the abyssal creatures stranded on the Douluo Plane and instantly refining them into pure abyssal energy.
The resonance between these energies, originating from the same source, gave Di Tian a cosmic compass—pointing straight to the fleeing Abyss Plane and the Abyss Sovereign.
Time waited for no one. Action was required, immediately.
He split off a clone imbued with 30% of his power, wielding the newly acquired super divine weapon, the Sea God's Trident, and sent it chasing after the fleeing Abyss Sovereign.
He didn't need to land a killing blow—just staying on the Abyss Plane's trail would suffice.
Once the main body finished dealing with the other urgent matter, he could simply follow the route carved out by the clone to quickly catch up.
Without Tang Hao's manipulations of the Douluo Plane to create deliberate obstructions, Di Tian—at the absolute peak of a first-level god—could easily pierce through the planar barriers, even with just 30% of his strength and the Sea God's Trident in hand.
With one task now underway, Di Tian turned his attention to the next.
Far in the distance, the destructive aura of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline was rampaging—clearly pointing him in the right direction.
However, the destructive aura of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline was growing weaker the more it raged.
All of this was because of the intervention of Ah Yin, the life core of the Douluo Plane, who had joined midway through and was gradually calming the Golden Dragon King bloodline, which had initially been powerful enough to challenge Tang San's divine sense.
Still, knowing that her grandson had been saved didn't bring joy to Ah Yin.
A sudden, overwhelming anxiety gripped her heart—and she knew with chilling certainty that it came from her husband Tang Hao.
How was she so sure?
Because of the deep, intimate bond between her and Tang Hao—where both had known each other's every strength and weakness, in the most complete and tender way.
Her delicate body trembled with sorrow, and she involuntarily parted her lips.
"Hao~"
Noticing that his mother was clearly distracted, Tang San tried to stay calm and said:
"Mom, stay focused."
"Father will be alright. Even if something does happen to him… once the God Realm returns, we can bring him back."
Of course, while he acted composed on the surface, deep down he was just as panicked.
Unlike his mother, who had a vague spiritual link with Tang Hao, Tang San was concretely locked onto by Di Tian.
Sensing Di Tian chasing after him, Tang San couldn't help but feel a strong déjà vu.
Back when the God Realm was thrown into a temporal-spatial storm and the Golden Dragon King seized the opportunity to break free…
Tang San, having just fought a fierce battle with the God of Destruction, was hunted down relentlessly by the Golden Dragon King.
It was only thanks to the timely return of the new Evil God King Ji Dong and the Good God King Lie Yan, along with the inheritance seeds of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life that had fallen into Tang San's hands…
That the combined strength of the five God Kings allowed them to unleash the incomplete God King Joint Strike Technique—the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms—to finally slay the Golden Dragon King's body.
That terrifying being was a first-level deity, halfway to god-king level, with a physical body far superior to most divine kings.
And now, though Di Tian had only just ascended to godhood, the aura he unleashed gave Tang San the exact same feeling—as if he was once again facing the Golden Dragon King.
Even with Di Tian having sent off a clone bearing 30% of his power, his main body still posed a lethal threat.
Back then in the God Realm, he had been hunted by the Golden Dragon King. Now on the Douluo Plane, Di Tian was hunting down his entire family.
The cruel part? Right now, he couldn't even run.
The rampage of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline within Tang Wulin hadn't been completely suppressed yet, so he was still trapped in place.
Tang San's mind spun furiously, his mental processor running at full throttle.
In a flash of inspiration, his divine sense erupted—unleashing a flood of spiritual energy like a roaring tidal wave.
He had used up all his trump cards, and this was the only possible way to break the current deadlock: unleash his full spiritual power and reconnect with the God Realm, which had vanished into the temporal-spatial storm.
Fortunately, at this point in time, the God Realm Plane had already been sucked into a cosmic black hole, merging with six other god-king-level planes.
Though the God Realm Plane was now very distant from the Douluo Plane and still in danger, at least it had stopped drifting randomly through the time-space currents.
Now stabilized, the God Realm Plane—with its deep foundations, having birthed so many divine kings—was finally able to reestablish contact with Tang San's divine sense under this massive outburst.
In an instant, the main body of Tang San in the God Realm and the divine sense projection of Tang San on the Douluo Plane exchanged full information.
The power of black holes, the presence of six other god-king-level planes…
The idea that the seven God Realms might merge into a Greater God Realm and break free of the black hole… and the looming battle with six opposing divine kings for control over this future Greater God Realm…
All of this flooded into Tang San's awareness.
But right now, Tang San had no time to worry about any of that.
His house was on fire!
So naturally, his thoughts turned to the core of the God Realm itself.
Yes, the God Realm was in crisis too.
But in this moment, Tang San couldn't afford to worry about that.
The God Realm… would just have to suffer a little more.
Or rather, Tang San believed that under his wise leadership, the God Realm would—as always—overcome every crisis and every obstacle ahead.
The core of the God Realm was the place where the realm's power converged. Only by drawing power from the very heart of the realm could one hope to traverse the vast cosmic sea and withstand the energy depletion of the journey.
Only with this power could he send energy to his divine sense on the Douluo Plane and overcome the current threat.
Just like an ordinary mortal army needing to transport rations: "Of every ten parts sent a thousand miles, less than one arrives."
Tang San now deeply understood the truth behind this ancient saying.
With the current rate of energy transfer, he couldn't possibly resist Di Tian's incoming attack.
Let alone escape.
In that moment of crisis, his thoughts turned to—Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King.
(End of Chapter)