Su Chen closed his eyes, and his soul entered a strange world.
He became a wisp of pale green life-light. Darkness surrounded him. Only when a gleam bloomed in the darkness did Su Chen realize that he had become a seed, now breaking through the soil.
The seed sprouted a tender shoot, weathered wind and rain, and escaped birds and beasts. After countless hardships, it grew into a towering tree a thousand feet tall. Yet its life had reached its end.
Su Chen's Divine Sense could only watch helplessly as leaves fell from the branches, the trunk began to rot, and deathly stillness settled over its surroundings. Before long, fresh shoots began sprouting from the ground again.
The cycle repeated, over and over.
"What kind of future will it be?"
The Goddess of Life watched Su Chen meditate, her heart brimming with curiosity. Two months had passed, yet she still had not deciphered what the omen of great calamity meant. What did the good fortune within that calamity signify? And what did that final flash of pink light, representing romantic fortune, mean?
Could this new Dragon God before her plunge the Divine Realm into sunless darkness?
Could this new Dragon God before her lead the Divine Realm through the unknown catastrophe that was approaching?
Could this new Dragon God before her be the one at the heart of the Peach Blossom Tribulation?
The key figure was already sitting before her, yet the Goddess of Life could turn it over in her mind a hundred times and still find no answer.
The Goddess of Life was a unique existence. When the Divine Realm was first founded, the purest aura of destruction in the universe condensed into liquid destruction. A sapling grew from that liquid, and that sapling was the Goddess of