Space-Time Turbulence

The hazy palace was shrouded in a thin veil, flickering in and out of sight amidst the ethereal clouds, appearing both near and far. It looked like a few strokes of light ink brushed against the blue horizon.

A figure stood silently amidst the mist, gazing into the endless distance.

He had long, waterfall-like water-blue hair that cascaded down to his feet, and his magnificent blue robes further accentuated his imposing stature.

His deep eyes reflected the increasingly distorted space at the edge of the God Realm, where thin black cracks were slowly extending and widening, emitting a sense of despair and unease.

The Space-Time Turbulence had returned. Ten thousand years ago, it had brought unbearable destruction and calamity to the God Realm; this time, he did not know what the future held for the God Realm.

He did not know why the Space-Time Turbulence had arrived early, as he had only felt a faint premonition before.

"Sigh..."

The man sighed softly, his brow furrowed with an indelible sorrow, his handsome face unable to hide his gravity and concern.

"Third Brother." A soft call rang out. A figure stepped out from the void and arrived beside the man in blue, naturally and gently hooking her arm through his—a motion that looked as fluid and practiced as if it had been done a thousand times before.

She was a woman in a long pink dress, her long hair styled into a long scorpion braid that hung down. From the side, one could see her exquisite, slender, and fair neck, and the cinched waist of her dress perfectly outlined her moving figure.

A faint smile graced her beautiful face as she hugged the man's arm, gently resting her head on his shoulder. Her supple scorpion braid swayed, falling onto the blue hair behind the man and curling up, winding around his long locks.

A helpless, doting smile appeared on the handsome face of the man in blue. "You're a mother now, yet you're still so mischievous."

"So what if I'm a mother? Can't I still act spoiled? Even after you became a God Realm Enforcer and the Sea God, aren't you still Tang San? Still my Third Brother."

The woman in the pink dress pouted with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Besides, I don't know if we'll even have the chance to act spoiled in the future..."

Tang San pulled Xiao Wu into his embrace and whispered, "The scale of this Space-Time Turbulence is far greater than the one from ten thousand years ago. The God Realm may cease to exist."

"Back then, when the God of Goodness and the God of Evil left the God Realm, they entrusted the heavy responsibility of guarding it to me."

"I cannot shirk my duty in this disaster; I am willing to live and die with the God Realm! But Xiao Wu, this time..."

"Third Brother, we had an agreement!"

Xiao Wu gazed at Tang San, her eyes filled with tenderness as she said firmly.

"No matter what happens, Xiao Wu will stay by your side!"

"Xiao Wu..."

Tang San held her even tighter.

"Don't worry, everything will pass. Wutong has already been sent to Douluo Planet. With Daming and Erming there to look after her, and the strand of divine soul you left on her, she will grow up safe and happy. Third Brother, we will get through this, right?"

"I don't know if we can withstand it this time..."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu..."

Tang San released Xiao Wu, his expression dim.

He turned and took a step, his figure vanishing. The next moment, he stood above the God Realm, his face filled with a murderous aura. Vast divine power surged into the sky, its pressure spreading so that every deity in the God Realm could feel it.

"Gods of the God Realm, hear my command! All deities, assemble immediately! Concentrate the power of the God Realm to resist the Space-Time Turbulence!"

Tang San manifested his Asura God form, his blue hair turning white. Gripping the Asura Blood Sword, his tone was filled with killing intent.

"Those who disobey shall face divine punishment!"

The universe is vast and boundless, with countless stars scattered throughout. Colorful nebulae dot this dark and lonely cosmos, making it truly beautiful.

But beautiful things are always prone to disaster. Wherever the Space-Time Turbulence passed, all nebulae turned to dust and returned to the darkness.

The only thing still struggling to hold on was a colorful sphere of light. But as the Space-Time Turbulence drew closer, the cracks on the sphere grew more numerous, like a bubble under the sun, ready to burst at the slightest touch.

Suddenly, two figures—one purple and one green—appeared outside the light sphere, holding hands, their fingers interlaced.

The purple figure was shrouded in a cloak, harboring an infinitely deep and terrifying aura, with the will of destruction swirling around him.

He turned to look at the woman beside him. The face beneath his hood was young and handsome, but his voice was extremely old and hoarse.

"I have lived for too long, too long. I never imagined the arrival of death, but now, for the future of the God Realm, even if it is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, I am willing."

The woman wore a simple green dress that outlined her graceful figure, her emerald-green hair hanging to her waist. Her appearance was peerless and beautiful, and her entire being was filled with a vibrant sense of life.

"We are husband and wife, after all. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must face them together. Now, we can finally be completely together."

The God of Destruction felt bitter in his heart. With death approaching, there were still many things he had not finished, and he had not yet properly accompanied his beloved.

He had not yet been able to expand the God Realm under his own hand. After he died, with those two unreliable fellows, Goodness and Evil, not managing things, the God Realm would likely become Tang San's personal domain. He didn't know what the future of the God Realm would become.

But if he did not act now, the God Realm would likely have no future at all.

Actually, that was not what he cared about most. He had always wanted a daughter. When she grew up, she would surely be as beautiful and intelligent as her mother.

It was a pity that the union of destruction and life was destined to produce no offspring. I have failed her...

The auras of destruction and life began to blend, cycles of birth and death emerging in a very strange way.

In an instant, a moment became eternity!

At this moment, the entire universe stood still.

"Bloom—Flower of Creation!"

Purple petals bloomed layer by layer, containing supreme power as they spun toward the Space-Time Turbulence.

The true essence of destruction and creation is the power of the Creation God; it stands above the five supreme gods and is the supreme existence that created all things and the God 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 great forces collided and then silently annihilated each other; even though the God Realm was far away, it still trembled and remained in turmoil.

After destroying all the outer cloud belts of the Space-Time Turbulence, the purple flower withered, but it had bought the God Realm enough time.

As light flickered, the Seed of Destruction and Life flew back toward the God Realm, but halfway there, a hideous, massive golden claw slammed down, swatting it directly out of the God Realm, where it turned into light and vanished.

The gods: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ!!!

"Roar--"

A manic, oppressive dragon roar echoed through the God Realm like a sound wave. Some gods with lower cultivation covered their ears with their hands, and blood seeped from their seven orifices as bloody scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared in their minds.

It was a golden dragon shaped like those in modern Western legends. Its golden wings spread out to blot out the sky and sun, and its thick dragon scales were tightly connected into a seamless whole. Its body, like a work of art, was filled with power and beauty. It raised its dragon head, its breath like thunder.

"Hahaha! Asura God, has the God Realm become so weak now? To be forced into such a state by mere Space-Time Turbulence!"

The Golden Dragon King's blood-red vertical pupils looked down, and a violent aura spread, staining the space behind him red as if two worlds had been torn apart.

The Golden Dragon King gathered strength in his wings, and the next moment, using his physical body as a weapon, he charged madly toward the God Realm Hub. As long as it was gone, the God Realm would have no power to resist the Space-Time Turbulence.

"Golden Dragon King, you are courting death!"

Tang San's face turned grim, and he couldn't help but roar.

"Goodness, Evil, assist me in slaying the Golden Dragon King. The rest of the gods, continue to output divine power to keep the God Realm stable!"

"It is you who deserve to die! You cruelly slaughtered and hunted my kin, imprisoning me for ten thousand years. In this vast God Realm, there is no place for the beast race. Today, I will make you pay in blood to honor my kin!"

The flames of revenge ignited on his dragon body. He burned his own life essence, staking everything on one throw, and his speed surged once more, his blood-red divine power trailing behind him like a long plume of smoke.

"Sword of the Three Realms Judgment!"

As Tang San's voice fell, a ten-thousand-foot blood sword locked onto and restrained the Golden Dragon King. A terrifying momentum pressed down on the Golden Dragon King, and the ten-thousand-foot blood sword, gathering all the divine power of the three supreme gods, crashed down as if to split the heavens and the earth.

The Golden Dragon King's eyes widened, his blood-red vertical pupils seemingly about to burst. He struggled, but every part of his body was restrained by the majestic divine power, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

The tip of the sword slowly pierced through the Golden Dragon King's thick dragon scales, flesh, and heart, pinning him firmly in place.

A one-hit kill!

Just a little more, I am not reconciled!!!

The Golden Dragon King closed his eyes, and before his life completely dissipated, he condensed his power into his God Core and threw it out of the God Realm.

Though my body has perished, my will remains unyielding and undying!

Silver Dragon King, I go first...

Tang San's face was pale and his brows were tightly furrowed, but with his divine power exhausted, how could he dare to step out of the God Realm? He could only return.

"Hold on a little longer. Once I recover my divine power, I will immediately use the God Realm Hub to perform a Great Space Shift."

"But without the Seed of Life to open up space, the gods with weak divine power may not be able to withstand it," said Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions.

"If we don't leave, even more gods will die. As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood. Let it be," Tang San replied indifferently.