Afternoon sunlight filtered through the overlapping leaves of ancient trees in the Core Circle of the Star Dou Great Forest, scattering patches of light and shadow. After Gu Yue announced her plan to "create a new Plane," most of the soul beasts dispersed with a glimmer of hope for the future. Only a few ferocious beasts assigned to stand guard still prowled in the distance.
Tang Wutong had not gone far. She watched Gu Yue stand alone beside the Lake of Life, her silver hair drifting gently in the breeze, her silhouette carrying an indescribable loneliness. As the princess of the Divine Realm, Tang Wutong understood better than anyone what creating a Plane meant—it was not merely an accumulation of power, but a reshaping of laws.
She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and broke the silence outright. "Gu Yue, your plan sounds wonderful, and it could give the soul beasts a place to call home, but I have to remind you how cruel reality is. All on your own, even if you really pass the God of Destruction's trials and inherit his Godhood, what are your actual chances of successfully creating a new Plane?"
Gu Yue turned around. Her purple eyes remained unruffled as she quietly looked at Tang Wutong without arguing.
Seeing that she said nothing, Tang Wutong continued, a hint of urgency in her voice. "Even if you're the Silver Dragon King, one half of the Dragon God, the odds still aren't good, are they? As far as I know, successfully creating an independent Plane, or even a Divine Realm, requires possessing two ultimate powers at once."
She paused, then pronounced each word distinctly. "Destruction and creation. Only someone who commands both attributes, like the Dragon God of old or the creator god of the Great God