Tang Qi held Sally's hand, watching the ever-changing scenes continuously emerge within the mist.
The "future" he had once glimpsed was now irreversibly collapsing into reality.
Lighthouse and Warriors, the Court of Justice, the Elegy Sect, and others had all declared their dissolution long ago.
Then came the Mystic Arts Alliance. Those deities devoted to spreading joy were defeated by some war pantheon.
Peace Supreme, the Radiant Angel Legion, the Divine Gospel Foundation, and other organizations followed.
"They may have seemed insignificant, neutral, and not particularly influential."
"But they were important. They were links in the chain that kept Boundless Mystery stable and joyful."
"Now, that chain has completely snapped."
"Rumble."
The sound Tang Qi involuntarily uttered seemed like a prophecy. In the unseen depths, it truly felt as though a chain had broken.
And with that, fate's unstoppable chain reaction erupted completely.
Disaster!
True Great Terror, as though recreating the Great Cataclysm, surged impatiently through every corner of Boundless Mystery at this very moment.
The clearest manifestation was war.
War after war swept across countless cosmic dimensions, dragging vast numbers of Pantheon Factions into the conflict.
Tang Qi's once-dreamlike voice had become utterly emotionless. He watched the Mist of Fate and silently described everything currently happening in Boundless Mystery to the Fate Deities:
"The child secretly nurtured by the Primal Mother—the juvenile Master, King of Darkness, parasitizing the shell of the God of Ugliness—has torn through his father's skin and been born upon the supreme throne of the Sky and Thunder Pantheon."
"Using the authority and power he gnawed from Ispatranie's corpse, he rules that pantheon skilled in conquest. He leads the gods of Sky and Thunder in a war against the Life Pantheon ruled by the Great Mother Goddess."
"He wants to pull the Mother Goddess of Life