Poseidon's behind-the-scenes manipulation had a very simple purpose: to quickly pass down his divine position and then make a run for it.
Whether it was matters on the Douluo Continent or in the Divine Realm, he didn't want to get involved.
Most importantly, he needed to pass down his divine position before his successor discovered that the Sea God had lost control over the seas!
Only by doing so could he make a clean escape.
What if the successor's mentality collapsed after learning about this?
"Slightly weakening the original inheritance plan shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
Poseidon muttered to himself.
Little did he know that the weakening of the divine trial had already been discovered by Asura.
However, Asura turned a blind eye to it because, in a way, it was his responsibility.
Of course, he could also shift the blame to Poseidon.
But Asura had no intention of doing so. After all, Tang San quickly receiving rewards and boosting his strength would also benefit his own escape plan.
"When the time comes, I'll just leave the Dragon God's scheme to this guy. I'm not taking the fall."
Asura stroked his chin, thinking to himself.
Unlike Poseidon, who was still young and often muttered his thoughts aloud as if talking to himself, Asura was much older and more experienced. He naturally wouldn't blurt out everything like a young man.
Only thinking in his heart was the safest and most secure.
"By the way, that girl…"
At this moment, Asura seemed to recall something, his eyes lighting up as he thought.
That girl, of course, referred to Zhu Zhuqing.
The original team had become somewhat scattered, and Asura couldn't guarantee whether they would eventually turn against each other.
Especially the two from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they seemed to have completely forgotten about Tang San and the others, treating them as if they were strangers.
Unlike Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai, who still valued their friendship and often reminisced about their academy days.
"Should I lend her a hand?"
Asura fell into deep thought.
After a while, he finally made up his mind.
Although Zhu Zhuqing had deviated from the original path, she had some connection with the Martial God. Helping her now might earn him a few good words in the future if they ever crossed paths.
"I should lend her a hand. Things are already this bad, can they get any worse?"
"Helping her now might save me from a life-and-death crisis in the future."
"That's it…"
With this in mind, Asura stood up and walked out of the temple. He needed to communicate with some other gods.
As soon as he stepped out, he sensed a strong killing intent, causing his eye to twitch.
"Rakshasa, are you really looking for death?"
"I'm Asura, and this is how you act…"
Asura: "…"
As if he wasn't Asura too. This crazy woman had backed off before, but now she was picking a fight again?
"I'm just wandering around, waiting for you to make a mistake."
Rakshasa gripped her divine weapon, the Rakshasa Scythe, with a hint of naivety on her face, as if there was nothing wrong with what she was doing.
Her words left Asura speechless, veins bulging on his forehead.
"I'm the righteous God of Slaughter, the purest embodiment of the law of slaughter. You, on the other hand, have been corrupted. You can't defeat me!"
"Give up. Don't throw your life away for nothing."
"Isn't it your doing that I became like this?"
"God of Slaughter, you're too selfish!"
Rakshasa shook her head, speaking earnestly.
To outsiders, Asura was a fair and strict enforcer of justice, upright and righteous.
Only she knew that Asura wasn't such a "god."
He had his own secrets and ulterior motives.
Back when she became a god, if it weren't for Asura's "help," she wouldn't have been corrupted!
Whose fault was it, really?
This was also why Rakshasa had always wanted to kill Asura.
Cutting off someone's future was a crime punishable by death!
Hearing this, Asura fell silent. There could only be one strongest God of Slaughter, and that had to be him.
Asura didn't think he had done anything wrong. Allowing her to become a god was already an act of mercy on his part.
The strong dominating the weak was an eternal truth. Was he in the wrong?
"Hmph~"
Asura snorted coldly, turned around, and left without bothering to engage with Rakshasa any further.
The Rakshasa God position deserved to be destroyed!
"God of Slaughter, you're feeling guilty."
"I'll definitely find your weakness and then kill you!"
Rakshasa put away her divine weapon, muttering as she watched Asura's retreating figure.
"You'd better have the strength to do so."
Asura didn't even look back, replying before disappearing, leaving Rakshasa standing there for a long time.
Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City.
The Star Luo Emperor naturally knew of Zhongli and his group's arrival.
As soon as Zhongli and his companions set foot in the Star Luo Empire, someone rushed to report it to the Star Luo Emperor.
The Star Luo Emperor was well-informed about Zhongli's movements.
It was also thanks to Zhongli and his group's deliberate actions, traveling like ordinary mortals without using any special powers, that the Star Luo Emperor was able to track their journey.
Zhongli had no objections to this. It was only natural for the other party to suspect him of having ulterior motives.
As long as the Star Luo Emperor didn't take action, Zhongli's journey would remain a simple one. But if the emperor did act…
He trusted that the Star Luo Emperor's mind was sound and not clouded.
Suddenly, Zhongli, who was walking on the streets of Star Luo City, paused and instinctively looked in a certain direction.
There stood two young men, one with golden hair and the other with red hair. Fortunately, it was natural, or they might have been mistaken for delinquents.
Both of them stared wide-eyed, their mouths slightly agape, looking in Zhongli's direction.
"Huh? Isn't that Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun?"
Paimon exclaimed, instinctively saying, "What are they doing in Star Luo City?"
Dai Mubai: " 0.o"
Is there a possibility that this is Dai Mubai's home?
After snapping out of their daze, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun shuddered. They had been in a good mood today and decided to go out for a stroll.
Never did they expect to run into a "ghost" as soon as they stepped out.
This was terrifying.
Why would the Martial God come to the Star Luo Empire and even Star Luo City?
Back when he was the third prince, Dai Mubai had fantasized about becoming the crown prince, destroying the Body Sect, and killing Zhongli.
Now, even as the heir apparent, second only to the emperor, he dared not entertain such thoughts.
This was someone even the God of War feared…
Zhongli stroked his chin, thoughtfully saying, "If I recall correctly, Dai Mubai is the third prince of the Star Luo Empire. It's only natural for him to appear in Star Luo City."
"Sigh~ He's actually a prince?"
The one who spoke wasn't Paimon but Guizhong.
She had Azahada perched on her head, her right hand covering half of her face with her sleeve, yet it couldn't conceal her beauty.
Dai Mubai didn't possess the demeanor of royalty; instead, he exuded an air of a playboy.
Especially after inheriting the God of War's legacy, he felt like he was second only to the heavens.