To Tang San, seated upright on his Divine Throne, how Tang Wutong ended up in her recent dream did not actually matter.
Even the sea breeze in the Divine Realm carried an eternal chill, brushing past the Night-Luminous Pearl-studded colonnades amid the Sea God Palace's boundless blue, and past Tang Wutong's trailing hair.
Tang San, the God-King who wielded dual godhood, never let his attention linger long on his daughter's deeply uncomfortable expression.
If Tang San truly felt such heartfelt, doting affection for Tang Wutong, how could he have hardened his heart back then and forcibly torn her intact soul in two, turning one half into Wang Dong'er and making the other possess the Auspicious Beast?
Now, as he calmed himself and analyzed Tang Wutong's recent, fragmented dream, Tang San felt more privately alarmed than anything else-even he, a Supreme God, could not fully fathom these fragments!
What truly hooked Tang San's attention were the scattered glimpses that had only recently surfaced in Tang Wutong's dream.
Chang Gongwei inside the black hole, a mysterious seat in the Unknown Starfield, and the Nine-Headed Monster near that seat-these scattered fragments that refused to form a complete picture fell into Tang San's divine consciousness like a boulder hurled into a still lake, leaving it churning for days and nights without peace.
Tang San had performed countless projections of the future, including calculations of the Divine Realm's shifting fate, but none had ever carried the inexplicable strangeness of these fragments of Tang Wutong's dream.
The more he pondered them, the more alarmed he became-it had all gone too smoothly. From entering the black hole and easily defeating six Divine Realms to unexpectedly entering Falan Star, the foremost plane of the Mortal Realm, with its incomparably abundant resources; from subduing the Nine-Headed Monster through his