The Continuation of the Future

"Yes, you lost," Tang Chuan said calmly.

"Why is it that, looking back now, I do not find it surprising at all? What gave me the courage to drag Calamity down from his altar? Everything I did was so laughable. Was my mind truly blinded by the supreme divine throne, or was it all within your calculations?" God of Life asked.

"Both. But there is no longer any meaning in reflecting on it now," Tang Chuan said.

"Yes..."

God of Life closed his eyes and said, "Come, then. Take back what belongs to you, Calamity. This is my destined end."

Tang Chuan said no more. Reaching out, he pulled two masses from God of Life's form—the pure Origin Divinity of Misfortune and Life.

And then...

Puff~

God of Life's form, every trace of his existence, turned into motes of light and vanished into smoke.

This explosion caused no ripples. When the final speck of light dispersed, it meant that an Omniscient and Omnipotent had completely lost all meaning and would forever fade away in the river of the universe.

No—or rather, two of them, because there was still Misfortune.

The Universal Rules began to grieve according to their programming, yet they caused no great disturbance. Only a faint melancholy streaked across the sky, its meaning impossible to discern before it swiftly faded away.

If God of Life and Misfortune had not died, then the consciousness of the Calamity Supreme God would have perished. Even as the Universal Rules grieved, their essence knew that this was the best possible outcome.

The moment the Calamity Supreme God decided to make his move, the instant that thought arose in his heart, everything had already been ordained.

At least two Omniscient Gods were bound to perish, including Calamity's own full power and majestic body.