Qian Renxue (60)

The God of Destruction was silent for a moment, then unexpectedly agreed to Tang Wulin's request.

"He's right," the God of Destruction said, his gaze turning to Qian Renxue, rational light flickering in his purple eyes. "Only a blade that has been tempered can remain sharp. If he wants to fight Annihilation, he must face Annihilation, understand Annihilation, and then surpass Annihilation."

"But he only has a Soul Power Level of twenty right now!" Qian Renxue tightened her grip on her husband's hand, as if he would vanish from before her eyes the instant she loosened it.

Tang Wulin gently squeezed his wife's hand in return. The gulf between his faint soul power and her divine power was enormous, yet at that moment it carried an undeniable resolve.

"Trust me," he said, his voice steady as a deep pool. "I've already walked along the edge of Annihilation once. I know how terrifying it is. But this time is different—this time, I'm bringing a weapon."

He looked at the faint speck of light in his palm. It was so tiny that it seemed as if a gust of wind could scatter it, but every Deity present knew what that radiance represented—it was the confirmation of existence itself, the ultimate expression of "I think, therefore I am," the starting point of all possibilities.

The Goddess of Life walked to Qian Renxue's side and said softly, "Give him some trust. This child has already found the path that belongs to him. This path is destined to be different and filled with danger, but what we can do is support him, not bind him."

Tang San pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. "The God Realm's Hidden Book Pavilion is open to all main gods, including the forbidden texts about the World Origin. As