The Ten Thousand Beasts Terrace remained detached from worldly affairs.
At present, within the Douluo Plane, only three extraordinary combatants remained—Tang San's divine consciousness, Tang Hao, the Master of the Plane, and A Yin, the core of life.
Each of them had their own limitations.
At this stage, Tang San's divine consciousness was like rootless duckweed—water without a source. In the original timeline, only after obtaining the inherited divine artifact, the Vast Ocean Universe Cover left at Shrek Academy, did it reconnect with his true body in the God Realm.
Only then could it become water with a source and a tree with roots.
Only then could it cross the endless sea of stars and send the super divine artifact—the Sea God's Trident—and the Seed of the Sea God's divine position back to the Douluo Continent.
However, what was truly terrifying was Tang San's divine consciousness after obtaining the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.
At this stage, his divine consciousness could only act three times.
Not only did it need to protect Tang Wulin, but it also had to suppress the sealed Golden Dragon King and supervise the progress of the ten-thousand-year grand plan.
Unless Tang Wulin faced mortal danger, it would not make a move.
After all, this plan had been laid out for ten thousand years—its sunk cost was immeasurable.
Tang San had secretly lured the Abyss Plane toward the Douluo Continent.
Six thousand years ago, the Abyss Plane, ruled by the Abyss Saint King, collided with the Douluo Plane, initiating a war that lasted for millennia.
His goal—
To allow the Abyss Plane to completely descend and be devoured.
To transform the Douluo Continent, ruled by Tang Hao and A Yin, into a true divine realm.
But there was a problem.
The Abyss Plane was not a physical plane, but an energy plane.
Slippery, elusive—impossible to completely capture.
Once the Abyss Saint King discovered Tang Hao and A Yin, the divine aura of the God Realm would be exposed.
At that moment, it would immediately flee.
That was why, in the original timeline, even during the final battle, Tang Hao did not act rashly.
Only after absolute certainty—after the Abyss Saint King was fully sealed—did he strike with the Seven-Colored Clear Sky Hammer.
Until then, unless Tang San abandoned his grand plan—
Tang Hao and A Yin would never make a move.
Aolai City – Hongshan College Road
Inside a domed building, Spirit Pagoda masters were awakening the Martial Souls of children who had just turned six.
Although it was just an awakening venue, the decoration was surprisingly luxurious.
As Qiangu Zhangting stepped inside, murmurs filled his ears:
"They've already kept it low-key.""The new branch master is a big shot from headquarters.""A young master gaining experience…""This ceremony is just a compromise…"
Qiangu Zhangting shook his head slightly.
An unavoidable truth—
There was always a countermeasure for every policy.
The reason he came here today was simple.
He had calculated the timing perfectly.
Today was the day Tang Wulin would awaken his Martial Soul.
From afar, he spotted his target.
A young boy, slightly taller than his peers, with short black hair and bright eyes.
When his turn came, Tang Wulin excitedly followed the Spirit Master into the awakening room.
At that moment, Qiangu Zhangting approached his family.
Three people stood there—
Tang Wulin's adoptive parents, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, and his half-sister.
"It's been a long time."
"Seven years ago, you invited me into your home."
"Am I still welcome?"
The three turned around instantly.
Recognition flashed across their faces.
"Benefactor!"
Tang Ziran exclaimed, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Of course you're welcome! But… what brings you here?"
Qiangu Zhangting smiled faintly.
"You work at the Spirit Pagoda, yet haven't heard?"
"The new branch master… is me."
Tang Ziran froze—
"Tower—"
Qiangu Zhangting raised a finger to his lips.
"Keep it low-key."
Understanding dawned instantly.
Only then did Tang Ziran remember to introduce his daughter.
"This is my daughter, Tang Dong'er."
"The boy inside is her brother."
"Dong'er, greet him."
The little girl blinked her golden eyes and said sweetly:
"Hello, benefactor brother."
Qiangu Zhangting looked at her—
and for a brief moment, even he was stunned.
Light blue hair.
Golden pupils.
A face strikingly similar to Tang Wulin's.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The bloodline of the God King… was truly terrifying.