[Gateway]! Creating a Non-Existent Path! God King Tang's Worries!
The light of the Core Flame suddenly contracted deep within his palm, then abruptly exploded again.
An invisible force spread outward from the center of the Core Flame.
Like a barrier closing in, it shuts out any possible spying.
Then, doors began to appear one after another in the surrounding space.
Golden and black light intertwined to form the outline of doorway after doorway.
It slowly emerged on the four walls of the room, with the door frame outlined by ancient light patterns.
Each door exudes a different kind of aura, as if leading to different times and places.
They were arranged neatly, as if they had been waiting there for a long time.
A door opened from the very center.
The light filtering through the crack in the door was initially a soft white, then tinged with a hint of red.
The figure emerged from the light.
Her red hair fell to her shoulders, adorned with a few white flowers.
Her steps were light, each step like treading on water, yet without creating any ripples.
Although her breath was weak, she still exuded a calm and authoritative aura.
Like a messenger emerging from a place older than this world.
Tribios.
The first Demigod of the Chrysos Heirs.
She stopped in the center of the room, her gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar furnishings before finally settling on Bai Yuan.
Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of dazedness, as if she were not yet fully awake:
"Here it is...?"
She looked down at her hands, as if to confirm that this appearance still belonged to her.
"It's been a long time since I've appeared like this."
"But its power has weakened to its limit."
She raised her head.
Who are you? And where am I?
Bai Yuan didn't know how to explain it for a moment:
"This is... Douluo Continent."
Her brow twitched slightly, as if searching for the name in her Remembrance:
"Douluo Continent? What an unfamiliar name."
She remained silent for a moment, as if processing the information.
"Is there any hope for Amphoreus?"
This statement was like a stone thrown into calm water.
Bai Yuan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't give the answer.
He looked at her, his gaze still holding the embers of a lingering Core Flame.
In that gaze, he saw no trace of any willingness to accept rejection.
His silence was like a half-open window, through which one could see the outline of the answer.
The answer she had already guessed, yet still longed to hear from his own lips.
Her gaze darkened slightly:
"I see... So you still couldn't do it?"
She didn't press for an answer, as if the answer had been etched in her mind for some time.
She just didn't really want to admit it.
"What about the others? Can the Journey of Flame Chasing continue?"
Just as the question was about to sink to the ground, the Core Flame suddenly blazed brightly.
A silver-white figure emerged from the Core Flame and landed beside Bai Yuan.
The figure's outline was clearer than before, as if it were slowly regaining its shape.
"Tribios, it's been a long time."
Tribios's gaze lingered on Xiao Bai for a moment, and the weariness in her eyes softened slightly:
"Xiao Bai... long time no see."
Xiao Bai said something very softly, and Bai Yuan couldn't hear what she said.
But he saw Tribios's gaze gradually calm down, as if she were reconfirming something.
Her gaze returned to Bai Yuan:
"Since he's the partner you've chosen, it's worth a try."
She raised her hand, and a warm, gentle power flowed from her fingertips, entering Bai Yuan's body like Rivers.
The power was not intense, but it was inexhaustible.
It seemed to seep from some extremely deep source, slowly spreading along the body.
Bai Yuan felt that power flowing through his body.
The power contained a texture he was unfamiliar with.
It's like a door, like a passage, like something that can build bridges between voids.
His consciousness began to blur, as if he were being carried along by the river towards some unmarked direction.
"The Janus Secret Path —it can open the gates to all shattered mortal realms, and it can also create paths that do not exist."
He felt something being cut off.
An invisible line extends from the depths of the void.
It took root in his body and became a part of him.
The force slid silently along the edge of the line.
The loose threads spread out behind him, slowly sinking into the unseen depths.
Deep within the Golden Tree in the distance, the Life Core suddenly opened its eyes.
Its gaze pierced through layers of void, landing on the line being severed, its voice carrying an unprecedented tremor.
"That was... severed?"
It watched as the new road took shape.
"Did he break free from the threads of fate and forge a new path?"
It paused for a moment.
How did he do that?
The candlelight on the windowsill flickered slightly at that moment.
Bai Yuan closed his eyes and leaned forward slightly.
The Divine Realm.
Tang San's gaze fell on the distant sea of clouds, which was not yet fully formed.
Xiao Wu walked out of the hall and stood beside him:
"Third Brother, aren't you going to see Yu Hao yet?"
"He's been waiting for you for ages, saying he wants to discuss how to deal with the other people."
"No rush, let's wait and let him cool off."
Xiao Wu didn't try to persuade him anymore; she just stood quietly beside him, as if she had gotten used to this rhythm.
In the distance, the sea of clouds surges, and the edge of the Divine Realm is slowly reshaping itself.
Just then, Tang San's brow twitched.
A slight stinging pain spread from deep within my chest.
His body swayed slightly, and a trace of very faint blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He looked down at his hands.
A crack that has not yet fully healed remains.
It is receding at an extremely slow rate.
He sensed it clearly.
That line of fate he planted with his own hands.
The thread Entanglement around the boy.
It's broken.
It wasn't untied, it was severed.
Not even a trace of struggle remained.
He remembered when it was planted.
When he first awakened his Divine Sense within Tang Wulin's body, he noticed the boy's unusual behavior.
His fate was so bizarre that I couldn't even see through him.
So he used a lot of effort to bury a very thin thread of fate into the veins of his destiny.
Just to have a backup plan.
If his parents' plans in the Douluo Continent go awry, there is at least a third option.
But now, that line is broken.
He completely lost all sense of the boy.
Xiao Wu noticed his unusual behavior and her gaze fell on the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth:
"Third Brother, what happened to you? Are you hurt?"
Tang San raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It's nothing, there have been some changes over there."
Xiao Wu wanted to ask more questions:
"Over on Douluo Planet?"
Tang San nodded, his voice regaining some of its composure:
"Hmm, some people might have ulterior motives."
"I'll settle accounts with them one by one when I get back."
Xiao Wu looked at him for a while, as if trying to confirm that he was really alright, and finally just nodded.
"Oh, I'm relieved that everything's alright."
"Third Brother, you go ahead with your work."
Tang San watched her walk away into the distance.
My gaze returned to the distance.
He didn't finish his sentence.
Who was standing behind that boy?
He couldn't see clearly.
If the one standing behind that boy is Deity, what level of Deity is it?
Although the thread of fate he planted was only a thin strand, it was enough to leave an indelible mark.
The being capable of severing him must be at least at the same level as him.
But that power didn't feel entirely like Deity to him.
Like something older and more primitive,
It possesses a texture that does not belong to this plane.
It seemed to be seeping from some deeper source.
Tang San withdrew his gaze and straightened up from beside the pillar.
Now is not the time to be distracted; those unruly thorns within the Divine Realm must be removed first.
Once things settle down here.
He returned to the Douluo Continent, still invincible.
He'll settle accounts with them one by one then!