Take, for example, the question of how he should persuade the factions that followed the two great God Kings.
After all, the many first-level deities themselves constituted a force that could not be underestimated.
Especially the seven first-level Sin Gods under the God King of Destruction. The Divine Punishment Formation of Sinful Descent they formed possessed power that even God Kings feared.
Although the formation required the assistance of the God Realm Core to be completed, that didn't mean the divine powers of the seven Sin Gods couldn't be fused.
Just like during the God Realm war, when the divine powers of the seven first-level Elemental Gods fused and the Elemental Severing Blade wielded by Rong Nianbing had the might that even the God King of Destruction personally admitted he "could not escape unscathed" from.
If the powers of the seven Sin Gods were to fuse, the resulting force probably wouldn't fall short of the Elemental Severing Blade.
Once they go on a rampage, it would truly be uncontrollable.
Then there's the matter of who should inherit the divine position of the God of Life?
The God King of Life and the God King of Destruction passed down two completely opposite powers.
Tang Wulin could not, as he had done with inheriting both the Sea God and Asura God positions, allow the positions of Destruction and Life to coexist in one body.
Had it not already been proven? The former God King of Life, Green, and the former God King of Destruction, Purple, not only couldn't bear offspring together, but attempting to fuse cost them their lives.
Moreover, a God King–level position is not something that can be passed on by just picking the tallest among dwarfs.
Even just in terms of talent, the requirement was absurdly high.
Of the so-called current generation of the Shrek Seven Devils, excluding Tang Wulin, only Yuanen Yehui—whose talent had been upgraded by Di Tian—barely had the potential to inherit a God King–level position.
Even Gu Yuena, technically not part of the Shrek Seven Devils, met the qualifications in terms of aptitude.
Unfortunately, both of these individuals were now with Di Tian.
There was no way he could ask Di Tian to hand them over—and no way Di Tian would agree even if he did.
Also, it was no longer possible to raise a new prodigy from a young age.
There simply wasn't enough time. Di Tian had absorbed the Golden Dragon King's bloodline right under Tang San's nose—Tang San could tell: he had only one year left to prepare.
So, the inheritor of the Life God's position had to be someone already grown—a developed prodigy.
The Sun Moon Federation side? The reconstruction of the Shrek Academy Alliance had been uprooted completely by the soul beast clan—there was no going back.
To find a candidate for the Life God's inheritance, he would likely have to look to the Heaven Dou Continent and Star Luo Continent.
Tang Wulin had once visited those two overseas continents, even conducted friendly sparring and exchanges.
Tang San, while disguised as "Old Tang," had seen the talented youths who had sparred with Wulin.
Perhaps those youths weren't talented enough to inherit a God King–level position on their own—but with Tang San's help, it might be possible to elevate them to the required standard.
At that thought, Tang San suddenly had a clearer sense of direction regarding the issue of "who should inherit the position of the Life God."
Tang San even whispered a rare prayer:"I hope the one I have my eye on hasn't perished in the chaos of these past few years."
With that problem analyzed, only one final, biggest headache remained in Tang San's mind—
His beloved son, Tang Wulin.
That ungrateful little brat had just dared to slap him!
Even if it was due to the influence of the Asura killing intent on his spiritual sea, Tang San was still furious.
Everything he did was for Wulin's sake—why couldn't this rebellious son understand his good intentions?
Truly nothing like him.
He thought back to twenty thousand years ago, when he was even younger than Wulin.
As a youth, he didn't even know that his drunken father, Tang Hao, was actually the renowned Haotian Douluo. He not only had to rely on himself, but also had to take care of that drunkard of a father.
When Tang Hao asked if he ever resented him, Tang San had replied,"There are no parents who are ever truly wrong."
But his "good son," Tang Wulin? Not only lacked a loyal heart toward his father, he even dared to slap him across the face.
Just as Tang San was pondering how to resolve this "kind father, filial son" conflict perfectly and completely—
Tang Wulin, who had been unconscious all this time, finally woke up.
The inherited Asura God position had been forcibly stripped from him, and his skyrocketing cultivation abruptly came to a halt.
It was like a mating apple snail being suddenly pried open by an interdimensional demon's giant hand, and then having its reproductive organ cut off with scissors—completely and suddenly halted.
His cultivation stopped at the entry-level god tier. He couldn't move.
Although he still possessed Asura divine power, he was now the weakest Asura God in history.
Normally, a God King who passed on their divine position would have spent many years tempering it. Their cultivation would have reached the peak, so giving it up wouldn't weaken them much.
His mighty, perilous, opportunity-laden Golden Dragon King bloodline? Also gone.
Only some residual fragments fused with his own bloodline remained, much like Gu Yuena's case. The Golden Dragon King bloodline degraded into a Golden Dragon bloodline, manifesting as a Golden Dragon spirit alongside his Blue Silver Emperor, now forming a pair of twin spirits.
Relying on the Golden Dragon spirit alone, Tang Wulin could at best reach the level of a normal deity—it would be impossible to attain the half-step God King level of the former Golden Dragon King.
Even his evolved god-tier battle armor—fused with the Asura God's divine armament—had been crushed by Di Tian.
To make a rough comparison, Tang Wulin's current power level was about on par with Demon Emperor, Da Ming, and Er Ming.
In regular combat, he could match figures like Yun Ming, who had burned half a divine position, or Chen Xinjie, who wore the Sea God Helmet and ignited his life force.
It wasn't nothing—at least he had crossed the divine threshold.
But at this moment, Tang Wulin couldn't care less about his physical state.
He stared at Tang San—his biological father, whom he had revered since their reunion—
Only to learn that this man had manipulated his life from behind the scenes when he was still a teenager.
The matter regarding Senior Sister Ouyang Zixin—he had only just learned about it.
Was that the only time? He didn't know.
But just that one thing had created a massive rift between father and son.
Tang Wulin's emotions were indescribably complex: anger, pain, heartbreak…
He finally spoke:
"Dad… Father… Old Tang… Tang San, why did you do this?! Why?!"
The moment he heard the accusation behind him, Tang San's spiritual consciousness flushed red.
But not out of guilt—he was furious.
His precious son dared to call him by name!
Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!
And all over a woman, no less.
A sudden wave of memory struck him, and Tang San suddenly found himself empathizing with an old acquaintance from 20,000 years ago.
Someone whose face he had never seen—but whose name had echoed through history like thunder in his memory.
(End of Chapter)