Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Rong Nianbing examined the unknown divine thought before her.

Although she possessed immense energy, her demeanor was undeniably friendly...

"After the Sea God left the Divine Realm Committee yesterday, the resonance of his two divine artifacts caused him to faint."

"As a deity, it is impossible for him to suffer from physical ailments like a mortal."

yesterday……

Zhang Mo carefully considered the information Rong Nianbing had given him, but he couldn't figure out why Tang San had fainted yesterday and why the artifact had resonated. So he silently noted down this crucial information.

"If you weren't sent by the Sea God, then... what brings you here?" Rong Nianbing had already silently put away the divine artifact.

Although the divine sense before me cannot discern my identity, this divine realm has two old foxes, the Sea God and the God of Destruction, so there shouldn't be any problems, right? Perhaps it was orchestrated by the Divine Realm Committee?

"Sigh." Thinking about it, Rong Nianbing couldn't help but sigh. He was quite happy when he first became a god, but now he just wanted to pass on his divine position and then travel through the void with his wives, leaving the divine realm.

Zhang Mo didn't know why Rong Nianbing suddenly sighed, but he still asked the questions that were on his mind: "I want to ask, can gods directly intervene in the mortal realm?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Nianbing's eyes widened instantly, and she waved her hands hurriedly, saying, "That's absolutely unacceptable."

"Based on the rules of the divine realm, there are two situations in which gods can intervene briefly in the mortal realm."

"Firstly, it's what you know. It's about inheritance. It involves planting a seed of divine power in a qualified person in the lower realms under the jurisdiction of the divine realm, which allows a wisp of Yue's divine consciousness to be projected into the lower realms for a short period of time."

"Secondly, if a cataclysmic disaster strikes the mortal realm under the jurisdiction of the gods, it may cause the mortal realm to collapse and become a dead star. In such a case, the gods can descend to the mortal realm to resolve the cataclysmic disaster."

A cataclysmic disaster? The final war in Douluo Continent didn't seem to reach that point, did it? But in the original timeline, that war did indeed turn into... well, a family drama.

"I have another question: Who oversees the gods in the divine realm?"

Rong Nianbing frowned and said, "Naturally, it's the Divine Realm Committee."

"Which deities make up the Divine Council?"

"The god of destruction, the goddess of life, the god of good, the god of evil, and the god of the sea."

"So... if the gods on the Divine Realm Committee violate the rules of the Divine Realm, who will enforce the law against them?"

"What do you mean by that? Are you saying that a God-King in the Divine Realm Committee has violated the rules and intervened in the mortal realm?" Rong Nianbing wasn't stupid. Those who could rise to become gods in the Divine Realm through their own abilities were all shrewd and capable people in the mortal realm.

How could he not understand that this divine thought was guiding him step by step, one question after another?

"Hehe. That's not what I meant. I just might need your help to introduce me to the God of Destruction."

……

The realm of gods. The Fortress of Destruction.

This place is located at the westernmost edge of the divine realm. It's a place with a completely different style from the divine realm. Instead of the beauty unique to the divine realm, it's filled with an aura of destruction.

The castle, covered in spikes, seemed to pierce the sky of the divine realm, and the land was covered with black stones and lava.

If Zhang Mo's divine sense had been transmitted here first, he would have thought he had gone to the wrong place, and he would have thought this was hell!

At this moment, Rong Nianbing brought "Zhang Mo" here.

Cold sweat trickled down Rong Nianbing's forehead as he recalled the shock he felt when he heard the divine thought asking him to introduce the God of Destruction.

Unexpectedly, he was neither the Sea God nor the God of Destruction. It was a backup plan left by those two old foxes. Who exactly is he?

Rong Nianbing regretted his rashness in telling him about the Sea God's current situation. Since he wanted to find the God of Destruction now, why not just pass this hot potato to the God of Destruction?

While Rong Nianbing waited for the priest of the Fortress of Destruction to go in and deliver the message, she carefully examined "Zhang Mo".

His identity is unknown, and he's still unaware of the rules of the divine realm. But being able to set foot in the divine realm—could he be the "bad premonition" that the Sea God has been talking about?

"Squeak."

The gates of the Fortress of Destruction slowly opened, and two priests dressed in robes identical to those of the Fortress of Destruction emerged from within.

"The God of Destruction is waiting for you two inside." One of the priests said, bowing his head and gesturing for you to enter.

Rong Nianbing led "Zhang Mo" toward the Castle of Destruction.

Zhang Mo could feel a powerful aura locking onto him the moment he stepped into the castle.

I felt like... a rabbit being targeted by a ferocious tiger.

A sense of fear rose in Zhang Mo's heart, but he still followed Rong Nianbing deeper into the castle.

Soon, Zhang Mo met the owner of the castle.

In the very center of the first floor of the castle stands a throne that has been raised high.

The throne is made entirely of an unknown black stone, with deep purple cracks throughout, within which lies a very domineering destructive energy.

Even from a great distance, Zhang Mo could feel that the body affected by this divine thought was thinning out, as the pure energy unique to the divine realm had become diluted.

Seated on the throne was a man in a dark purple cloak. His face was obscured, but his scarlet eyes could be seen in the shadow of the hood.

His right hand gripped a completely black staff, its tip inlaid with a blood-red gem. It was none other than the ultimate artifact—the Scepter of Destruction.

The owner of the scepter is none other than the God of Destruction, one of the five great god-kings of the Divine Realm Council.

"Greetings, God of Destruction..." Before Rong Nianbing could finish his greeting, the God of Destruction, seated on his throne, waved his hand gently, signaling him to shut up.

Zhang Mo noticed that the two red eyes under the huge hood seemed to be staring at him.

"I..." Zhang Mo was about to speak when the God of Destruction interrupted him.

"It's strange. I've never seen you before. The aura you possess doesn't belong to any of the thirty-two main gods in the divine realm."

"Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura of destruction erupted from the God of Destruction, and the powerful energy surge instantly engulfed Rong Nianbing and "Zhang Mo".

"Zhang Mo" was merely a divine thought. Having entered the Fortress of Destruction and lost the energy supply from the divine realm, it was already weakened. Under the influence of the energy fluctuations emitted by the God of Destruction, this divine thought became even weaker, and even gradually became somewhat transparent.

Oh no, does this journey to the realm of gods have to end here?

"Oh?"