" Let there be light",
Immediately after a radiance spread outward like the dawn after endless night.
It was as if the goddess herself had welcomed the return of light to the world.
At this moment, more than one observer had noticed her, Sea God, Poseidon had also sensed the fluctuation. The higher-dimensional consciousness of Tang San, who was watching everything silently
And both of them were shocked like Asura God.
The mysterious goddess slowly lifted her head, her gaze seemed to cross countless layers of space.
For a moment, it felt as if she was looking directly at them.
Her lips curved slightly and she smiled, then those purple eyes shone with strange brilliance.
Then—Her body suddenly burst apart into countless colorful bubbles that drifted into the air.
This was the disintegration of Qian Renxue's virtual persona. The sky soon returned to normal.
Everything returned to normal as if the goddess had never appeared.
Asura God's divine sense searched the Douluo Dalu again.
But—he could not find anything
"Where did she go?"
For the first time in countless years, the God King's voice contained genuine shock.
"Could there really be a god hiding in the mortal world… capable of eluding me?"
The thought made his expression darken slightly.
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Divine Realm, Temple of Destruction.
Endless purple lightning tore across the dark skies above the temple like furious serpents. Each bolt carried the pure authority of annihilation and collapse.
This terrifying temple was the residence of one of the five God Kings of the Divine Realm -Destruction God King, Hui Mei
Today, the Temple of Destruction welcomed a guest.
A figure cloaked in dark purple light slowly walked into the temple. The moment she entered, the violent lightning above seemed to react instinctively, crackling more intensely.
The visitor was none other than—Rakshasa Goddess.
Sitting high upon a throne formed from condensed destructive lightning, the Destruction God King , Hui Mei looked down at her with cold eyes. A faint sneer appeared on his face.
"So… What do I owe the visit of the Rakshasa Goddess?"
The tone of his words carried undisguised sarcasm.
Within the Divine Realm, the relationship between gods was rarely simple. The Destruction God King knew very well that the Rakshasa Goddess had long been secretly aligned with the Asura God.
Yet in front of the other gods, their interactions were always hostile. It was as if they could not stand the sight of each other.
Because of this, many believed the two authorities were natural enemies, but the Destruction God King was not someone easily deceived.
Therefore, the sudden appearance of the Rakshasa Goddess in his domain naturally made him wary.
The Rakshasa Goddess, however, showed no fear as she raised her head slightly.
"Destruction God King…"
Her voice was soft, yet filled with eerie charm.
"You don't need to be so wary of me."
The moment those words fell—The Destruction God King's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Crackle!
A deafening bolt of purple lightning tore across the temple ceiling and violent destructive power descended like a mountain. An overwhelming pressure instantly filled the entire hall.
The Rakshasa Goddess felt the pressure immediately, her body trembled slightly as the destructive aura pressed against her divine form. But it was an act to show weakness.
"Is this what you amount to…God of Destruction?"
The Destruction God King remained seated upon his throne, with a casual wave of his hand, the violent lightning slowly dispersed.
Yet his eyes remained narrowed as he carefully examined her aura.
"The dark thoughts surrounding you…"
Unlike normal, Rakshasa Goddess was not releasing subtle dark thoughts in her surroundings. It is well known that Rakshasa Goddess is always accompanied by an aura of corruption and malevolence.
The Rakshasa Goddess in front of him simply laughed softly.
"Dark thoughts?...Corruption?"
She raised one hand and gently brushed aside a strand of hair.
"Those are merely the symbols of the authority of the Rakshasa Goddess."
Her gaze slowly met the Destruction God King's cold eyes.
"What does it matter…"
"…to someone who rules over all thoughts?"
For a brief moment, silence filled the temple.The Destruction God King did not immediately answer.
Instead, he simply stared at the Rakshasa Goddess standing before him.
His sharp eyes carefully examined her expression, trying to detect even the smallest change in her demeanor.
A God King's perception was far beyond that of ordinary gods.Yet after observing her for several seconds, something strange began to bother him.
Only then did he suddenly realize something. He had been avoiding looking directly at her face instinctively.
Almost as if his mind had been deliberately diverting his gaze.
"Huh…"
The phenomenon surprised the Destruction God King.His brows slowly furrowed.
'Why would my attention shift like that?'
This subtle avoidance felt unnatural.
So he focused his attention again. This time, he forced his divine will to concentrate on the Rakshasa Goddess's face.
And only then did he notice something terrifying.
Her face—was blurred, as if some invisible force was distorting reality itself.
For a brief moment, the Destruction God King felt something he had not experienced in countless years-Unease.
Then—
Crackle!
A violent bolt of purple thunder exploded across the ceiling of the Temple of Destruction.
The entire hall trembled. An overwhelming pressure descended like a collapsing mountain.
The destructive aura surrounding the God King surged wildly as he finally spoke.
His voice was heavy and cold.
"Who… are you?"
The Rakshasa Goddess stood quietly beneath the oppressive divine pressure not appearing strained.
Instead—A soft sigh escaped her lips.
"Sigh…"
Qian Renxue lightly rubbed her temple as if facing a troublesome situation.
"If I tell you my identity…"