Outrageous! I threw a hundred or so overpowered characters into Douluo Continent.

The Asura God reacted instantly, abruptly pulling Qian Chongguang in front of him. His teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding together, and his voice was extremely low, carrying a ferocity that could devour a living person, yet he dared not raise it too much, for fear that if he said another word, he would reveal more shameful things.

"If you dare utter another word of nonsense, I will crush your soul right now, ensuring you are never reincarnated!"

But Qian Chongguang showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, meeting his murderous gaze, he suddenly burst into laughter. He coughed up blood, golden divine blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and splattering onto the Asura God's blood-red robe. He enunciated each word with exceptional clarity, deliberately amplifying his voice to ensure that every god present could hear him clearly:

"Nonsense? If Your Majesty the God-King dares to do it, why doesn't he dare to admit it?"

"You've bewitched my descendants, Qian Xunji, intending to forcibly possess Bi Dong and give birth to the inheritor of the Angel God, thus forcibly paving the way for the dual-god inheritance. Is that true?"

"You altered the memories of Chen Jianjun, Tang Chen, and Qian Daoliu, disrupting the timeline of Douluo Continent, all to clear obstacles for your precious heir. Is that true?"

"You've even placed restrictions on the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. Anyone who touches it, except for your chosen successor, will become an idiot. Is that really true?"

Each question was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into the face of the Asura God.

His face turned ashen at a visible speed, and his divine power was so chaotic that it was almost out of control, yet he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal—he had done all of these things himself, and Qian Chongguang hadn't exaggerated at all.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze completely.

The God of Destruction slowly withdrew his arm, his brows furrowing into a deep knot. His eyes, capable of seeing through the very essence of destruction, now held an undisguised scrutiny as he stared intently at the God of Destruction. He spoke in a deep voice, each word carrying undeniable weight: "Asura, is what he said truly true?"

After all these years, we've finally caught him red-handed.

"Hmph, you've been hiding it well, Shura." The Evil God King crossed his arms and leaned against the white jade pillar of the Divine Staircase, whistling with a playful tone. He couldn't hide the smile on his lips. "I thought you were always engrossed in your killing spree, oblivious to everything else. Turns out you've been pulling off such a big operation in the mortal realm behind the scenes? Altering memories, writing scripts, personally giving your successor a cheat code—this is far more extravagant than anything we've done."

The Goddess of Life sighed softly, the shimmering green light surrounding her dimming slightly. Her delicate brows furrowed, and her tone was full of disapproval: "Shura, as the God-Kings of the Divine Realm Committee, we are supposed to maintain the balance of the various planes. The beings of the lower realms have their own destinies. Your forceful intervention in the rise and fall of an entire plane has already violated the divine covenant we jointly established back then."

"Moreover, your unauthorized alteration of mortal memories and manipulation of others' life trajectories is far more than just a 'small trick' in selecting a successor." The Kind God King nodded in agreement, his gentle voice carrying a rare seriousness. "You are an enforcer of the divine realm, and should be the guardian of the rules. Yet you are leading the way in breaking the rules. This matter cannot be easily let go."

The four god-kings spoke one after another, completely sealing off all of Asura God's escape routes.

He stared intently at the dying Thousand Light in his hand, his bloodshot eyes surging with overwhelming hatred that almost made his soul boil.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly understood.

From the moment Qian Chongguang was forcibly dragged to the realm of gods, or even earlier, from the moment this guy started to repeatedly shatter his script, he had already laid the groundwork for today's situation.

He never intended to confront him head-on. He knew better than anyone that a newly ascended minor god, no matter how gifted, could never be a match for a god-king who wielded the laws.

So from the very beginning, his goal was not to win, but to muddy the waters.

The two swords, light and dark, that were sent flying in those two moves were feigned; the seemingly pathetic struggle was an act; even the filth spilled on the ground that caused him to completely lose control was never a simple act of humiliation—he had calculated his extremely proud nature, calculated that he would be overwhelmed by this extreme offense, calculated that he would lose his composure in public in a fit of rage, and calculated that this commotion would definitely attract the attention of other god-kings.

What he wanted was never to defeat himself, but to expose all his hidden schemes to the light of day, to put them on the table of the Divine Realm Committee!

That bastard planned every step from the very beginning, he even knew exactly what he was going to do, what he was going to do, and what his weaknesses were!

"Good...you're doing very well!"

"That's amazing."

The Asura God was trembling with rage. The veins on his hand, which was gripping the collar of Qianzhongguang's clothes, were bulging and his knuckles were white. Yet, he dared not harbor the slightest murderous intent.

He knew very well that if he dared to crush Qian Chongguang to death here today, it would be tantamount to confirming all the accusations, tantamount to killing someone to cover up his guilt, and he would definitely not let the matter rest after destroying the four of them.

He could only grit his teeth and squeeze out each word slowly, the hatred in his eyes almost tangible: "In all my tens of thousands of years, this is the first time I've been schemed against to this extent by a mere ant from the lower realm!"

Meeting his cannibalistic gaze, Qian Chongguang, his mouth a bloody mess, revealed that familiar, mocking smile. His voice was weak, yet still brimming with defiance.

"Your Majesty, you jest. Compared to how you treat the billions of living beings of the entire Douluo Continent as mere pawns in your script, what are my petty schemes worth?"

Qianzhongguang took a breath, met the Shura God's almost devouring gaze, and slowly swept his eyes over the four God Kings and the group of gods who were holding their breath around him. His tone was terrifyingly calm, not at all like a person who was on the verge of death with only half a breath left.

"Of course I know that even if I reveal all these things, in the end it will just be a formality for the God Realm Committee to question you and say a few words. It won't hurt your foundation, Asura God King, in the slightest."

He paused, his gaze falling on the God of Destruction, a knowing smile on his face.

"After all, everyone knows that you are the number one fighter in the God Realm. If we really push it to the point of mutual destruction, even if the four God Kings join forces, they will have to pay a considerable price to take you down. No one will fight to the death for a newly promoted God like me."

The room fell silent for a moment after those words were spoken.

The God of Destruction frowned even more deeply, stepped forward, and asked in a deep voice, "Since you see things so clearly, why do you still do something so self-destructive? Exposing his actions will at most make him lose face, but it won't harm his strength. On the other hand, you will have to bear the crime of blaspheming the God King and disrupting the order of the God Realm, and you will also have to face the endless pursuit of a God King."

"What's the point of doing this?"

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P.S.: Dear fans, the Douluo Continent Online channel is not open yet. Please stay tuned. It won't be long before Qianzhongguang finishes the money and lets you in.