A hazy palace was draped in a veil, its outlines indistinct as it drifted in and out of sight amid the misty clouds, sometimes near, sometimes far. It was like a few faint strokes of ink brushed across the blue horizon.
A figure stood silently amid the clouds, gazing into the endless distance.
His water-blue hair fell like a waterfall all the way to his feet, and his magnificent blue robes only accentuated his imposing figure.
In his deep eyes, the space at the edge of the Divine Realm was reflected, growing ever more twisted. Black cracks slowly spread and widened, radiating an air of despair and unease.
The Space-Time Turbulence had come again. Ten thousand years ago, it had brought destruction and disaster to the Divine Realm on a scale it could barely withstand. This time, who knew what the Divine Realm's future would hold?
He didn't know why the Space-Time Turbulence had arrived early. Before this, he'd sensed only the faintest premonition.
"Alas..."
The man sighed softly, his brows furrowed with an unshakable sorrow. His handsome face was full of undisguised worry and gravity.
"Third Brother." A soft voice called out. A figure stepped out of thin air and came to the blue-robed man's side. She naturally and gently took his arm, the familiar gesture as smooth and effortless as if they had done it a thousand times before.
She was a woman in a pink dress, her long hair gathered into a thick scorpion braid that fell softly down her back. From the side, the back of her neck was fair, elegant, and slender. Her dress cinched at the waist, perfectly outlining her lovely figure.
A faint smile graced her breathtaking face. She held the blue-robed man's arm and gently rested her head against his shoulder. Her silky braid swayed with the movement, curling around the man's blue hair behind him.
A helpless, indulgent smile crossed the handsome blue-robed man's face. "You're a mother now, and you're still this mischievous."
"So what if I'm a mother? Does that mean I can't act spoiled anymore? Even after you became the God Realm Enforcer and the Sea God, you're still Tang San, aren't you? You're still my Third Brother."
The woman in pink pouted in protest.
"And besides, who knows if I'll get another chance to act spoiled after this..."
Tang San drew Xiao Wu into his arms and said softly, "This Space-Time Turbulence is far more powerful than the one ten thousand years ago. The Divine Realm may cease to exist.
"When the God of Goodness and the God of Evil left the Divine Realm, they entrusted me with the duty of protecting it.
"I have a responsibility to face this disaster. I'm willing to live or die with the Divine Realm! But Xiao Wu, this time..."
"Third Brother, we made a promise!"
Xiao Wu gazed at Tang San, her eyes full of tenderness, and said with resolve,
"No matter what happens, Xiao Wu will stay by your side!"
"Xiao Wu..."
Tang San tightened his embrace.
"Don't worry. Everything will pass. Wutong has been sent to Douluo Planet, where Daming and Erming will watch over her. And you left a trace of your divine soul with her. She'll grow up safe and happy. Third Brother, we'll get through this, won't we?"
"I don't know if we can make it through this time..."
"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu..."
Tang San let go of Xiao Wu, his expression darkening.
He turned and took a step forward. His figure vanished, and in the next instant he stood above the Divine Realm, his face filled with murderous intent. Vast divine power surged into the sky, and his divine might spread until every god in the Divine Realm could feel it.
"All gods of the Divine Realm, heed my command! Gather at once and unite the power of the Divine Realm to resist the Space-Time Turbulence!"
Tang San donned the form of Asura God. His blue hair turned white, and he gripped the Asura Blood Sword, his voice full of killing intent.
"Anyone who disobeys will be punished by the gods!"
The universe was vast and boundless, filled with countless planets. Nebulae of every color adorned its dark, lonely expanse, making for a beautiful sight.
But beautiful things were always vulnerable to disaster. Wherever the Space-Time Turbulence passed, every nebula turned to dust and returned to darkness.
The only thing still struggling to hold on was a multicolored sphere of light. But as the Space-Time Turbulence drew closer, more and more cracks appeared across its surface, like a bubble in the sunlight, ready to burst at the slightest touch.
Suddenly, two figures, one purple and one green, appeared outside the sphere of light. They held hands, their fingers entwined.
The purple figure was shrouded in a cloak, radiating an unfathomably terrifying aura. The will of Destruction swirled around him.
He turned to look at the woman beside him. Beneath his hood was a young, handsome face, but his voice was extremely old and hoarse.
"I've lived for far too long. I never imagined death would come for me. Now, for the future of the Divine Realm, even if I'm no more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, I'm willing to give my life."
The woman wore a simple green dress that accentuated her graceful figure. Her long emerald hair fell to her waist. Her beauty was peerless, her features delicate, and she brimmed with life.
"We're husband and wife, after all. No matter what hardship we face, we'll face it together. Now, at last, we can be together completely."
Bitterness filled the God of Destruction. Death was near, and there was still so much he wanted to do. He hadn't even had the chance to spend enough time with the person he loved most.
He had yet to expand the Divine Realm under his rule. After his death, those two unreliable fools, Goodness and Evil, would leave everything to Tang San. Who knew what the Divine Realm would become?
But if he didn't act now, the Divine Realm might not have a future at all.
That wasn't what mattered most to him, though. He had always wanted a daughter. When she grew up, she would surely be as beautiful and clever as her mother.
But Destruction and Life could never have children together. I'm sorry...
The auras of Destruction and Life began to merge, creation and destruction interweaving in a strange, wondrous way.
In an instant, a moment became eternity!
At that moment, the entire universe stood still.
"Bloom—Flower of Creation!"
Purple petals unfolded layer upon layer, holding supreme power as they spun toward the Space-Time Turbulence.
The truth of destruction and creation was the power of the Creation God. It stood above the five supreme gods, the supreme being who had created all things and the Divine Realm.
The first outer cloud belt of the Space-Time Turbulence—shattered!
The second outer cloud belt of the Space-Time Turbulence—shattered!
The two immense forces collided, then silently annihilated each other. Though the Divine Realm was far away, it still trembled violently, shaken and unsteady.
After destroying all the outer cloud belts of the Space-Time Turbulence, the purple flower withered, buying the Divine Realm precious time.
Light flashed as the Seed of Destruction and Life flew back toward the Divine Realm. Halfway there, a huge, vicious golden claw suddenly swatted it away, sending it flying out of the Divine Realm until it turned into a streak of light and vanished.
The gods: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ!!!
"Roar—"
A frenzied, oppressive dragon's roar rang through the Divine Realm like a shock wave. Some weaker gods covered their ears, while blood burst from their seven orifices. Vivid scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood filled their minds.
It was a golden giant dragon resembling those of the modern Western world. Its golden wings spread across the sky, and its thick scales fit tightly together, forming a seamless whole. Its body was a work of art, full of strength and beauty. It raised its head and roared like thunder.
"Hahaha! Asura God, has the Divine Realm grown so weak that a mere Space-Time Turbulence can drive you to such desperate straits?"
The Golden Dragon King looked down with blood-red, vertical pupils. Its violent aura spread, staining the space behind it red as though it had split two worlds apart.
The Golden Dragon King tensed its wings. In the next instant, it used its body as a weapon and hurled itself toward the God Realm Hub. As long as the Hub was gone, the Divine Realm would have no power left to resist the Space-Time Turbulence.
"Golden Dragon King, you're asking for death!"
Tang San's face darkened as he roared.
"Goodness, Evil, help me kill the Golden Dragon King! The rest of you, keep channeling your divine power and stabilize the Divine Realm!"
"You're the ones who deserve to die! You slaughtered and hunted down my people, then imprisoned me for ten thousand years. The vast Divine Realm has no place for a single divine beast! Today, I'll make you pay in blood and avenge my people!"
Vengeful fury blazed through the dragon's body. He burned his life force and staked everything on one attack, surging forward even faster as his blood-red divine power streamed behind him like a long trail of smoke.
"Sword of the Three Realms Judgment!"
At Tang San's command, a ten-thousand-zhang blood-red sword locked onto the Golden Dragon King and pinned him in place. Its terrifying aura pressed down on him as the sword, infused with the combined power of the three supreme gods, crashed down like it would split the heavens and earth.
The Golden Dragon King's eyes widened, his blood-red pupils seeming ready to burst. He struggled, but every part of his body was bound by immense divine power, as if his body no longer belonged to him.
The sword tip slowly pierced the Golden Dragon King's thick scales, flesh, and heart, then passed straight through and pinned him firmly in place.
A single, fatal strike!
So close! I can't accept this!!!
The Golden Dragon King closed his eyes. Before his life had completely faded, he gathered his power into his God Core and cast it out of the Divine Realm.
Though my body has perished, my will shall never die!
Silver Dragon King, I'll go on ahead...
Tang San's face was pale and his brows were tightly furrowed. But with all his divine power spent, he didn't dare leave the Divine Realm. He could only return.
"Hold on a little longer. Once I've recovered my divine power, I'll use the God Realm Hub to make a spatial transfer."
"But without the Seed of Life to open up space, the weaker gods may not be able to withstand it," said Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.
"If we don't leave now, even more gods will die. As long as the green hills remain, we won't run short of firewood. That's the best we can do," Tang San replied coolly.