Fallen

That was right. The one waiting here was none other than the God of Misfortune. After all the gods had departed, he had remained outside the dimension where the Main God Hall was located, taking the initiative to meet Tang Chuan here.

The God of Misfortune faced Tang Chuan's inscrutable gaze without showing the slightest surprise, as if everything had gone exactly as he expected.

The God of Misfortune said, "My original body, I assume you've noticed that something is wrong."

Tang Chuan said, "Yes, I noticed it—and I've confirmed it now. You... have a problem. I'm extremely curious about what exactly happened to you, my Origin Avatar."

The God of Misfortune said, "Though I would very much like to tell you, I cannot. When you truly face your downfall, everything will naturally become clear."

Hah.

He was not even trying to conceal it anymore.

He had plainly declared that Tang Chuan would fall because of him. This was utterly reckless provocation, and Tang Chuan was deeply curious where his confidence came from.

Tang Chuan said, "If my senses are correct, you are still my Origin Avatar, aren't you?"

The God of Misfortune replied, "Yes. That has never changed from beginning to end. At least, there has not been any major change. You and I are still two bodies born of the same origin, and that origin is you."

Tang Chuan's aura instantly became somewhat terrifying. He asked, "Then where exactly do you get the confidence to confront me, the source?"

Tang Chuan possessed a complete Divine Core. Once he realized that the God of Misfortune's origin had not changed, killing intent had already arisen within him. As the original body, he could completely erase Misfortune—not through strength, but through the fate that had bound Misfortune to the original body