In the video—
To eliminate dissenters and solidify his power, Tang San began building a network of connections. He rescued a young man named Zhou Weiqing (the protagonist of Heavenly Jewel Change), pretending to express his desire to pass on the Asura God's divine seat to him. But in secret, he manipulated events so that Zhou Weiqing ended up inheriting the God of Destruction's subordinate role—the God of Damage—planting a hidden mole within enemy ranks.
Later, when Tang San sensed the oncoming temporal turbulence, he saw it not only as a crisis but as an opportunity—a chance to finally eliminate both the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life.
He subtly 'incited the God of Destruction to launch a coup, and after a series of calculated maneuvers, he used the sudden arrival of the temporal turbulence to orchestrate their voluntary sacrifice for the sake of protecting the Divine Realm. In the end, he succeeded in wiping out these two ancient beings.
At that point, there was no one left in the Divine Realm who could oppose him.
But for the moment, the Divine Realm still faced a looming crisis—the temporal turbulence.
In the video, the temporal turbulence appeared to the naked eye as a swirling mass of gray mist, sweeping swiftly through the cosmos toward the Divine Realm.
Yet Tang San remained calm—because so far, everything was going according to his calculations. Nothing was beyond his control.
Bzzz… Bzzz… Bzzz—
The droning intensified as the temporal turbulence drew nearer.
After a brief pause, the Divine Realm resumed its normal operation. Around the Divine Committee, gods had gathered in large numbers—the Seven Elemental Gods, the Seven Sin Gods, and many more—all seated around Tang San in a circle.
They were no longer divided. Now, they shared a common goal: to protect the Divine Realm, their home.
Suddenly, the video's perspective shifted, zooming out to the universe. The temporal turbulence had drawn even closer. From this wider view, it appeared as a massive gray cloud spinning at high velocity, with flickers of gray light flashing faintly at its core.
The closer to the center of the turbulence, the more dangerous it became. At its heart was a highly compressed force of time and space—powerful enough to alter reality itself.
As it moved forward, even the glowing stars dimmed in its wake. It was as if the universe had carved out a path of silence and extinction just for it, and all the stars retreated in fear.
Surrounding the main body were swirling gray cloud tendrils—like silent whips, exuding an aura of terror without making a sound.
The Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction, sacrificing themselves, had compressed the Divine Realm and poured all their power into it. Their own bodies became the first line of defense against the temporal turbulence.
As the Divine Realm compressed, the outer protective barrier quickly thickened, gradually returning to its former strength. The reinforced shield gave all the gods a sense of relief. Perhaps… this crisis wouldn't be so bad after all?
Soon, the first tendril of temporal turbulence made contact.
The gray cloud ribbon gently touched the Divine Realm's barrier. Instantly, the entire realm quaked violently—but under the protection of the Power of Creation, the cloud ribbon collapsed into nothingness. The forward momentum of the turbulence was noticeably reduced.
Following that, the second tendril struck. The Power of Creation met it head-on and successfully neutralized it as well. But this time, the Divine Realm trembled even more violently.
Inside the realm, chaos erupted.
[This is terrifying!]
[Temporal turbulence is beyond terrifying!]
[Can the Divine Realm survive this?]
[It looks like they'll make it, right?]
A stream of comments scrolled past. The audience, mesmerized by the Hollywood-level special effects.
Meanwhile, in the real Divine Realm—
Having witnessed the massive scale of the future threat, the four God Kings—led by the God of Destruction—wore grim expressions. They had never imagined that the Divine Realm would one day face such a terrifying crisis.
Yet if Tang San hadn't maliciously stirred the pot, things wouldn't have turned out this bad. The Divine Realm had long prepared for such events. If the timing hadn't been so "coincidental," they could have weathered even this storm. There was no need for the situation to become so dire.
In short, it all boiled down to one conclusion:
This is all Tang San's fault!
After watching this part of the video, the four God Kings had completely lost faith in Tang San's character. They were convinced that every underhanded scheme and disastrous plot could somehow be traced back to him. Every bad thing that happened? Tang San was definitely behind it. No doubt about it.
After all, in the video, he knew the temporal turbulence was coming—but he never warned anyone clearly. He vaguely hinted that a "crisis" was approaching, but never specified it was this. If he had, the God of Destruction wouldn't have acted so recklessly, and the Divine Realm might have avoided the worst of it.
But no—Tang San chose to be vague. He wanted people to doubt him. That way, when the crisis hit, they would feel guilty for having misunderstood him. He would harvest a wave of sympathy and admiration, and polish his image.
What a scheming old fox!
Back in the video—
BOOM—
The droning became a roar. Outside the light barrier of the Divine Committee, the Divine Realm shook violently. The ground split open, mountains crumbled, lakes overflowed—the entire realm was in turmoil.
The turbulence struck head-on—inescapable. One gray ribbon after another was worn away by the Power of Creation born from the fusion of Destruction and Life. The outermost layer of the turbulence was visibly eroding. The entire mass began to shrink.
But at that moment, the Power of Creation was finally exhausted.
Suddenly, two points of light appeared in the sky like twin shooting stars, piercing the Divine Committee's barrier and landing directly in Tang San's palms.
The smile on Tang San's lips nearly broke free—but he quickly forced himself to look grief-stricken, eyes red with sorrow. Because what had landed in his hands were the essence seeds left behind by the self-sacrifice of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life. They represented the authority of God Kingship.
As the two crystals fell into his hands, the Divine Committee trembled. The divine power it emitted instantly more than doubled in strength.
All the first-class deities present showed a trace of despair in their eyes. Though they didn't recognize the objects, they could guess what they were. Seeds—the original seeds from the dawn of the Divine Realm. The Seed of Life and the Seed of Destruction—foundations of the realm's existence.
That the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life had become seeds again meant one thing:
Their lives had come to an end.
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