Rebellious Lord of All Realms: Su Chen's Dark Harem

Tang San hides his whereabouts, harboring malicious intentions; remnants of the old era stir up undercurrents.The night was as dark as ink at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, where a wretched figure was stumbling forward.

Xiao Ling’s clothes were long since stained red with blood, and fragments of the Sea God Divine Armor hung from his body, making him look exceptionally pathetic. Scars from being burned by God-Defying Soul Power remained on his chest; every step he took pulled at his wounds, making him grimace in pain. But he couldn’t care about the pain, only desperately running towards the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest. The figures of Su Chen and The women, the light of the nishen bond divine shield, and Ah Yin’s words about the nishen inheritance echoed in his mind over and over, like needles piercing his heart.

”nishen inheritance... the will of the Douluo Continent...” A twisted smile tugged at the corners of Xiao Ling’s mouth, his eyes filled with jealousy and resentment. ”Why? Why can Su Chen get all of this? I am the child of destiny of the Douluo Continent! I am the successor of the dual God Positions!”

He thought of the talent humiliation in Suotuo City, the resource plundering in the Star Dou Secret Realm, the trampling of dignity at Shrek Academy, and the scene on the battlefield where Su Chen pierced the Godheads of three Main Gods with a single sword. Three instances of being crushed, four instances of humiliation; each time was like a deep cut into his heart.

”Su Chen... The women...” Xiao Ling’s teeth chattered, his nails digging deep into his palms as blood dripped through his fingers. ”I won’t admit defeat just like this! The Old Era hasn’t ended yet!”

He suddenly stopped and turned to look towards the Nishen Battlefield. In the night, the bonfires of that battlefield were still bright, like a piercing star burning his eyes. A flash of gloominess crossed his eyes, which then turned into ruthlessness.

He raised his hand and pulled a black token from his robe. Complex God Realm runes were carved on the token, emitting a faint pressure—this was a token of trust bestowed upon him by the three Main Gods when he defected to the God Realm. With this token, he could mobilize the remnant forces left by the God Realm on the Douluo Continent. These were secret pieces placed by the God Realm to monitor the continent, usually hidden in the corners of major Sects, Empires, and even the Spirit Hall, only waiting for the God Realm’s command to appear.

Xiao Ling’s fingertips brushed over the cold runes on the token, a flash of madness in his eyes. He thought of the remnants of the Spirit Hall; although Bibi Dong had been heavily injured by Su Chen, some of her confidants were still hidden in the Far North. He thought of the opportunists in the Two Great Empires who coveted the power of the Nishen Hall, long dissatisfied with Su Chen’s actions of breaking the existing order. He even thought of those Lower Gods left by the God Realm on the Douluo Continent; though their strength was far inferior to the three Main Gods, they still possessed the power to crush ordinary Spirit Masters.

”As long as I twist these forces into a single rope, even if Su Chen has the nishen bond divine shield and the help of those women, he might not be able to stop us!” Xiao Ling gritted his teeth, clenching the token tightly in his palm. Black God Realm divine force slowly overflowed from the token, merging into his body and barely repairing some of his injuries.

He turned and ran towards a hidden valley deep in the Star Dou Great Forest. That was one of the strongholds of the God Realm’s remnant forces on the Douluo Continent, guarded by a God Realm Lower God, the ’Shadow God’. This Shadow God specialized in stealth and assassination, and had once been a subordinate of the Asura God. He was loyal to the God Realm and was the only powerful combatant Xiao Ling could currently win over.

In the night, the trees of the Star Dou Great Forest were shadowy, like ghosts with bared fangs and claws. Xiao Ling traversed through the dense forest with uneven steps. The wounds on his body split open again, blood soaking his clothes, but he was completely oblivious. There was only one thought in his mind—revenge, to trample Su Chen underfoot and reclaim the ’Destiny’ that belonged to him.