The Illusory Future

No matter how thoroughly one prepared, one could never be so thorough as to be omniscient without omissions, or omnipotent without limits.

Under Misfortune's full-force onslaught, Tang Chuan's figure was completely swallowed up. That endless power of slaughter pierced through him countless times in an instant like needles and thread, thoroughly sieving through his inside and out, every aspect of his form, every concept of his existence.

Tang Chuan could not even move. He could only allow himself to be butchered by such power, like a man raked by machine-gun fire, twitching solely from the inertia of the barrage.

The form of a peak mid-level god was immensely majestic, and its resistance against attacks on the rules was incomparably formidable. With the support of various powers, Tang Chuan had not been instantly reduced to nothingness.

But whether it was his body, soul, or godhead, all were pierced full of holes beneath those irresistible blows. The traces of his existence were rapidly shrinking, showing signs of utter annihilation.

All of this happened in an instant. Tang Chuan had already brought out all his power, yet he was still instantly subdued and pushed to the brink of extinction.

Yet one thing remained utterly unmoved throughout it all: Tang Chuan's Divine Core.

He now possessed two godheads. One was the peak mid-level godhead he had previously forged, while the other was the Divine Core.

A godhead could be said to be the god himself. Misfortune had merely forced the divine portion of Tang Chuan into a tangible entity that could be touched and attacked, intending to completely wear away his divinity and cast him forever from the divine throne.

And the Divine Core was something Calamity, at his peak, had "materialized" himself. It existed only within Tang Chuan's mind.

Now, as always, the