Catch This—My Final Strength

On the sea a thousand miles away, a faint glow suddenly surged. The former Plane Master—the embodiment of this world's will—appeared in a stooped form, his withered hair hanging loose, his body frail with age. The Chaos Qi of the last remaining Plane Origin coiled around him.

Tang San stood in the air, his illusory Sea God's Eight Wings spread wide. The Sea God's Trident pointed toward the ground, its tip reflecting two faces—

On one side was the blurred face of the Silver-haired Man, burning with emerald flames. On the other was the bottomless chill in the Plane Master's eyes.

The Silver-haired Man glanced at the Plane Master, showing him no kindness either. The two of them seemed to have their own grudge.

"What's going on? Aren't they teammates?" the youth could not help asking.

"It's nothing. This old bastard simply tried every possible way to make us fight Tang San to the death. There's no difference between that and making us die!"

Having said that, he spoke no further and turned his gaze toward Tang San in the distance.

He said coldly, "Even if you attack together, you're still no match for this God King!"

"Is that so? You're only a strand of divine sense. How much power do you have left? Even if less than one-tenth of my strength remains, I can still tear a chunk of flesh from you!"

The Plane Master raised a hand, and the Chaos Qi transformed into a giant palm that blotted out the sky, slamming toward the heavens.

The Silver-haired Man also shot forward at the same time. His flames condensed into a slender emerald arrowhead, aimed straight at Tang San's heart.

"Boom—!"

Space gave off the sound of a mirror shattering under the pincer attack of the two forces. The waves were sliced into fragments, then instantly vaporized into white mist.

Tang San flicked his wrist, and the trident tip swept up the white mist, transforming it into ten thousand Water Dragons.

The man charged into the Water Dragons head-on, his flames tearing open a vast vacuum passage through them.

The Plane Master's palm descended, and the end of that passage abruptly collapsed. A giant hand formed from the passage of time reached out and seized the Sea God's phantom.

"Die!" the Silver-haired Man shouted, and Life Fire spread along the giant hand toward Tang San. Like paper being set alight, the outline of the Sea God's Divine Sense began to curl and blacken, its Blue-Gold radiance gradually swallowed by cyan-gold.

"Damn it!" Tang San screamed. The super divine artifact, the Sea God's Trident, swept forward, breaking free of its restraints before displaying its might once more.

"Unwavering Storm!"

Two golden rings instantly flew from the trident tip. But the Emerald Fire Being narrowed his eyes and uttered two simple words, releasing a completely opposing force. "Destruction!"

The next instant, the two rings rapidly crumbled into dust in midair.

In the future, he had long mastered the Law of Destruction to perfection. His mastery surpassed that of the Sea God.

"What?!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

The green figure struck again. With a wave of his hand, a golden ring flew directly from his palm.

Tang San's pupils contracted at the sight of that move. How could this be possible?

This was absolutely impossible!

That move was none other than his Unwavering Storm!

Why could this guy use it too?!

In the instant he was stunned, the ring had already descended and bound him tightly.

"You actually dared to steal my Divine Skill! You already have—" Before Tang San could finish, the green figure sealed his mouth. He even said disdainfully, "This move? Did I need to go out of my way to learn it?! Have a taste of what it feels like to be immobilized first."

Seeing the Silver-haired Man as he was now, the Spirit of the Plane let out a long sigh. "I never expected that, even after I set up two layers of protection for the future, the thing I feared most would still happen."

"Keep it short, old man. I am him, but I'm not him. And in my timeline, you weren't this clever. You only put up one layer of protection. No one guided me toward goodness!

"You fused the power of Devil Island to create us. In truth, we were merely a switch meant to gather energy and restart the plane. If I exploded, Tang Hao and Tang Wulin would die. Even if I somehow survived death, I would still have to face Tang San.

"If I wanted to live better, then even if I didn't want to become enemies with those two, with my identity, Tang Hao would still unconsciously oppose me, reject my existence, and start targeting me. Even if the plane evolved, all life energy would ultimately flow into me.

"What a scheme! No matter what I chose, I would have to face them!"

The Silver-haired Man's voice was calm, with little anger audible in it. If this Plane Master failed to learn his lesson twice in a row—

Then this world was truly finished.

As the saying went, if the beam above was crooked, those below would be crooked as well. It was precisely because of this that he was not a Good Person either.

In his Space-Time, he had not even met Gu Yue before the age of ten. That was the result of the Spirit of the Plane giving a push along Tang Hao's power—something his Space-Time did not have.

Because of that, he had never encountered Leng Yaozhu at all, nor had he received that second layer of protection: positive guidance.

During the Abyss war, he had directly betrayed Tang Wulin and seized the power sealed within his body.

And the Silver Dragon King had already fallen long before that! During the struggle for the position of Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda at his Title ceremony...

He had begun his own path to godhood back then!

After all, everything in his eyes was destined for destruction. Why should he not accelerate the process?!

And saving Douluo Continent did not actually have only one method—restarting it.

The only difference between this Space-Time and his own was a sudden impulse from the Spirit of the Plane. This would surely become another entirely new future.

For example, in other Space-Times, some versions of him linked all life in the universe together to create a world of absolute peace, while others sought to return the universe to nothingness... Compared to those versions of himself, this one was practically a rookie!

But in the end, every version of himself would arrive at the same destination at the end of time.

"Do you blame me?" the Spirit of the Plane asked.

"It'd be a lie to say I didn't blame you! But let's just speak plainly!"

"I'm sorry!" The Spirit of the Plane apologized again. "But I had no choice. Most importantly, if you failed, I could still make the entire plane perish alongside Tang Hao. But if you succeeded, the Douluo Continent, whose life force has remained weak until now, would burst forth with new life."

Li Jinsheng of this era wore a bewildered expression when he heard that.

He really was an orphan to the absolute extreme.

"I will clear away most of the threats on this continent for you. Whatever you want, you can take it yourself!"

Naturally, the Plane Master knew what the Silver-haired Man was planning. He was not skilled at scheming, but after going through Huo Yuhao's ordeal, he had learned a thing or two. After spending many years thinking, he had come up with a half-baked plan.

"Alright, old man."

The Silver-haired Man did not attack again. He still had to complete his own plan.

The Spirit of the Plane no longer looked at him either. Knowing that the future of the Douluo Continent could be saved, he was finally at ease.

He looked toward Tang San and shouted, "Twenty thousand years ago, the Asura God schemed against me and made a thing like you the Child of Destiny of the Douluo Continent. Ten thousand years ago, you even used your daughter to bind another Child of Destiny. You destroyed the imperial Auspicious Beast of the Soul Beast race!"

"I've remembered every one of those debts! Even if I die, I'll make you repay them in blood!"

The Plane Master ignited his divine fire. At this moment, he had already abandoned his own life.

The continent let out a mournful cry at that moment, and it seemed as though another peculiar voice could be heard.

The Silver-haired Man watched silently, then said to Li Jinsheng within the Sea of Consciousness, "Remember this: all living beings originate from the Law of Life. No being that has yet to transcend can escape this law."

"Not even gods can break free from this unchanging law."

"The only exceptions are the original five God Kings. They themselves are partial incarnations of the rules."

The youth listened silently. While he was still completely confused, the other man abruptly changed the subject. "In a moment, I'll extract the Golden Dragon King Seal from Tang Wulin's body and fuse it into yours."

"Bear with the pain. With your current strength, it'll be roughly like stuffing a watermelon straight into your nostril."

Hearing that somewhat familiar description, Li Jinsheng could not help but frown. Was he treating him like Huo Gua?

At that moment, the Plane Master's origin instantly ignited the Sea God's Divine Sense. At the same time, he dragged the sleeping Tang Hao into an even deeper slumber.

"I'm sorry, but I must ask one final favor of you. The plane's Life Core is being eroded by the Blue Silver Emperor. Though I can no longer give you anything, I can guarantee that once you save the Life Core, you will be able to mobilize the genes of every life-form that has ever appeared on the Douluo Continent."

"I can do that!"

Li Jinsheng agreed without hesitation. The genes of every life-form that had appeared on the Douluo Continent naturally included the native Three-Eyed Golden Lion, as well as even more terrifying Soul Beasts. One had to remember that this place had once been the Dragon God Realm.

Of course, the Life Core only retained records, but that was enough for Li Jinsheng!

"With your promise, this old man can finally rest easy! Take this—this is the last tiny bit of my power!"

The next moment, the Plane Master's body completely collapsed, transforming into streams of light that filled the sky.