20demayo Chapter 26 The Lower Realm
Chapter 26 The Lower Realm
Outside the window, the eternal starlight of the divine realm poured down, bathing the entire sacred land. In the distance, the Temple of the Sea God shone brightly under the starlight, holy and majestic. At the window atop the highest point of the temple, a blue figure stood with his hands behind his back, the divine power of the Sea God contained within him, overlooking the entire divine realm.
Tang San stood there quietly, his gaze piercing through the layers of clouds, landing precisely in the direction of the Temple of Destruction. A faint yet profound smile played on his lips, a smile hidden in his eyes, deep and meticulous, as if he were watching a chess game that had already been laid out, every move and every trend in his mind.
"Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother." Tang San murmured the two names, a hint of triumphant satisfaction flashing in his azure eyes. "My pawns are finally in place."
He slowly took out a black chess piece from his sleeve. Its texture was as warm and smooth as jade, and it gleamed with a dark, divine light. He gently placed it on the windowsill. Then he took out a pure white chess piece and placed it next to the black piece. The black and white pieces were clearly distinguished.
"Zi Lingtian, the divine position within you..." Tang San stared at the white chess piece, his gaze unfathomable. "You think that's just an ordinary inheritance? It's a crystallization of Yin and Yang laws, born from the fusion of the laws of life and destruction by your parents. Unfortunately, they never told you that once this divine position matures, it can be stripped away and taken away."
He gently stroked the surface of the white stone with his fingertips, his movements delicate, yet as if he were examining a collectible within easy reach. His tone was calm but cold: "And you, you were born to be the best vessel for my Tang family."
Two chess pieces, one black and one white, stood quietly on the windowsill. Tang San looked down at them, his smile growing deeper. His handsome face was divided in two by starlight, one half bright and warm, the other half hidden in shadow, exuding a chilling coldness.
"Huo Yuhao is a pawn, Wu Tong is a pawn, and you are also my pawn." Tang San's voice was extremely soft, as if he were talking to himself, yet every word was clear. "I have been planning this whole game for a long time. I had already calculated everything before Huo Yuhao was even born. His Spirit Eye Martial Soul was brought about by my own hand; his destiny with the Tang Sect was deliberately arranged by me; every step he takes in the future has been within my plan, and has never deviated from it."
"Originally, I wanted Wu Tong to use her affections to bind Huo Yuhao, keeping him firmly tied to the Tang family's cause. But now, I have a better plan."
Tang San tapped his fingertips lightly on the windowsill, his rhythm steady, just like the meticulous plan in his mind: "Zi Lingtian, your talent far surpasses Huo Yuhao's, your background is unmatched, and the Yin-Yang Divine Position within you is a treasure I've always dreamed of. Your value alone is equivalent to that of Huo Yuhao and Wu Tong combined."
"If you can be tamed and willingly serve my Tang family, that would be the best outcome. But if you refuse..."
His fingers, which were tapping on the windowsill, suddenly stopped. A chilling glint flashed in his eyes as he looked toward the Temple of Destruction. His tone was cold and unwavering: "Then I will destroy you completely, strip you of your divine position, and transfer your power to someone more obedient and easier to control."
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze and looked back at the two chess pieces, his plan becoming increasingly clear: "The two chief gods of life and destruction should also withdraw from the stage of the divine realm. The Abyss Plane is their best destination—the God of Destruction has always coveted the cosmic willpower there. With just a little guidance, he will step into the trap step by step, never to be redeemed. And the Goddess of Life, without the God of Destruction, is nothing more than an ant that can be crushed at will."
"At that time, the Seed of Life and the Seed of Destruction will both belong to me; the Yin-Yang Godhood of Zi Lingtian will also fall into the hands of the Tang family. With these three supreme divine seeds, the Tang family's power will be enough to cover the entire God Realm, and no one will be able to shake it."
Tang San put the two chess pieces into his sleeve, stood with his hands behind his back again, his gaze piercing through the clouds and looking towards the Douluo Continent. His tone was full of absolute certainty: "Going down to the mortal realm for training is just the first step. The Clear Sky Sect is the foundation of my Tang family. Once the two children are there, they will be like caged birds, never able to escape my grasp."
"Zi Lingtian, I will use my divine sense to completely surround you. Your every word, every action, every meal you eat, and every person you associate with will not escape my eyes and will be under my control."
"You are destined to become the most qualified blade of my Tang family, there is no other choice."
"Definitely."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San turned and left the window. His Sea God robe trailed on the ground, leaving a long, slender shadow. His footsteps echoed steadily in the empty temple, each step carrying the composure of a chess player in control of the entire situation and absolute confidence in the final victory.
Meanwhile, inside the Temple of Destruction, Zi Lingtian carefully put away the last chess piece, slowly walked to the window, looked up at the eternally twinkling starlight in the night sky, and his gaze pierced through the darkness, landing precisely on the gleaming Sea God Temple in the distance.
The outline of the temple was reflected in his deep purple eyes, and deep within his clear eyes lay a restraint and insight beyond his years.
"Tang San." He uttered the name softly, his tone flat, as if he were talking about an insignificant stranger.
But the little hand gripping the window frame tightened unconsciously, the knuckles turning slightly white, revealing a hint of restrained determination.
"Your move might not win."
Zi Lingtian turned around, raised her hand and closed the window, shutting out the starlight from the divine realm, and the room instantly fell into a quiet darkness.
In the darkness, he slowly extended his right hand. Emerald green life force and purple-gold destruction force intertwined and flowed in his palm, slowly condensing into a miniature Tai Chi diagram. Yin and Yang complement each other, endlessly generating life, radiating a warm yet powerful light.
He knew better than anyone that from the moment the Divine Realm Committee finalized the decision to descend to the lower realm, Tang San's divine sense had firmly locked onto him. That Sea God would never let go of any opportunity to observe, assess, and control him.
But Zi Lingtian never cared.
The Yin-Yang Divine Power in his palm is the most fundamental power of life and destruction, a trump card that Tang San cannot see through or calculate; more importantly, he possesses foresight far surpassing that of this world, knowing all of Tang San's plans and schemes.
"Since you want to set up this game of chess in the divine realm, then I will play it with you to the very end." Zi Lingtian put away the Tai Chi diagram in his palm, his deep purple eyes shining brightly in the darkness. He showed no fear, but was full of fighting spirit. "I want to see who will eat all of whose pieces in the end, and who will have the last laugh."
He walked slowly to the bedside, lay down quietly, closed his eyes gently, and a calm and serene smile appeared on his lips.