All the laws of this world amounted to no more than three.
Time, fate, and causality.
No matter how one looked at them, they were the hardest things to influence, exploit, or even control.
Even things that merely brushed against them were no exception.
Especially when, for reasons beyond your control, you had no choice but to become entangled with them.
You thought you had influenced them, thought you already had everything under control, thought everything that followed would unfold just as you expected.
Yet their mysterious power still guided you, in the end, toward the very outcome you had once struggled so desperately to avoid.
It made everything you had done before seem like a joke.
Because everything you did was merely another inevitability leading you toward that inevitable outcome.
Utterly shameless. Utterly thuggish.
Tang Liu knew his own inevitable outcome very well—when all the dust settled, he would finally return to his world, ending this dreamlike journey. Or perhaps it was better described as an experiment conducted by certain powerful figures.
But there were still things he was uncertain about, such as whether he might suddenly drop dead along the way before his inevitable outcome arrived.
Of course, perhaps that, too, was part of the "inevitable."
As for Tang San's inevitable outcome.
As things stood, he was destined to become the first person in the Divine Realm's history to possess dual godhood, an incomparably powerful God King.
Then he would continue secretly steering the development of the Douluo Continent from behind the scenes. He would even lay out a ten-thousand-year plan to restore the Douluo Star's life energy to its peak, enticing the Abyss Plane to willingly enter his grand scheme and merge completely with the Douluo Star.
As for what came afterward...
Tang Liu had no way