The mire at the edge of Sunset Forest had long since been steeped in poisonous fumes.
The mud bubbled with yellow-green foam, its fermented, sour stench detectable from dozens of miles away.
Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo crouched on distant tree branches, rinsing their mouths and cursing foully.
They had just beaten Tang San half to death, but before they could finish him with another thrust, a muffled boom came from overhead.
A huge rift tore straight through the center of the sky, with pitch-black spacetime turbulence rampaging inside.
Through the rift, they could vaguely see the Divine Realm's golden palaces collapsing in vast swaths.
This was karmic backlash.
The original timeline, in which Tang San had become a god ten thousand years later, had depended entirely on the chain of cause and effect in the past.
Now Xiao Wu had become a maid, Daming and Erming were pulling a carriage, the Sea God's godhood and the Asura godhood had both been snatched away, and Yu Xiaogang had even fed Tang San into becoming a farting monster pig. With the roots below rotted clean through, the Divine Realm above naturally collapsed along with them.
"They're all gone! Xiao Wu! Shrek!"
A blue-gold figure burst out of the rift with a frantic shriek.
That was no divine sense projection. It was the future God King Tang San himself.
He had watched helplessly as Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the others turned to ash in the Divine Realm. To save his life, he had staked all his divine power on plunging back against the flow of time, followed the pull of his bloodline, and dived headfirst into the body in the mire.
Bang!
Muddy water exploded several yards into the air.
The moment God King Tang San's consciousness entered the body,