A small village near Dongyang City, Sun Moon Empire.
A child who looked about six years old, after washing his grimy face, looked at his reflection in the water.
Only then did he confirm that he had truly transmigrated, transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, which was hailed as the ‘floor tile of fantasy’.
His name was Lin Mo.
Three days ago, as he was eating breakfast and singing at a roadside breakfast shop, a dump truck abruptly appeared in his field of vision and gradually grew larger.
Before he could react, he had already lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found himself in a mysterious space, facing a major choice.
Due to a certain important person’s mistake, he was affected.
As compensation, he could randomly draw two items to serve as his ‘golden finger’ for the world he was about to enter.
What he drew was a contract, a 100% effective Spirit Beast contract; the other was a skill that could only be used temporarily, Predator.
An ability with the same name as a certain Slime, but with vastly different effects.
Predator’s effect is to devour the soul of someone with similar talent to oneself, perfectly inheriting everything from them, and making the ability more compatible with oneself.
After making his choice, with a streak of a meteor, he arrived in the world he was assigned to, the Douluo Continent…
Three days ago, Douluo God Realm.
The moonlight, fine as gauze, gently sprinkled down, tinging the edges of the clouds with a faint golden hue.
In this hazy interplay of light and shadow, a majestic palace was vaguely visible, ethereal yet real, as if it were a convergence point between dream and reality, making it difficult to distinguish.
A figure stood silently amidst the clouds and mist, gazing into the distance, pondering something unknown.
His waterfall-like aquamarine hair cascaded down to his feet, obscuring his entire body, making his form somewhat unclear.
His face, which appeared to be in his early twenties, was currently filled with sorrow.
“Alas—” The man sighed softly, the worry between his brows deepening a few shades.
“Third Brother.” A soft call sounded, and a stunning woman in a pink long dress stepped out of the illusion, naturally linking her arm with the blue-clad man’s.
Her actions were practiced and natural, without the slightest abruptness.
The blue-clad man’s face showed a somewhat helpless, doting smile, “You’re already a mother, yet still so mischievous.”
The woman in the pink dress pouted slightly in displeasure, “What’s wrong with being a mother? Can’t a mother act spoiled? Isn’t it because I saw you were too worried? That’s why I came to comfort you. Besides, even if you become a God Realm Enforcer and the Sea God, you’re still that Tang San, still my Third Brother! Third Brother, are you still worried about the spatial-temporal turbulence?”
Hearing this, Tang San’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
He nodded and said, “That’s right, for some unknown reason, the spatial-temporal turbulence arrived early. Although I foresaw the disaster that the God Realm might face, I didn’t expect the disaster the God Realm would have to confront to be spatial-temporal turbulence. Nor did I expect that the spatial-temporal turbulence would actually envelop the entire God Realm, and it could erupt at any time.”
Speaking of this, Tang San’s expression became even uglier.
Relying on his powerful strength, he had foreseen the potential risks the God Realm might face in the future.
But he never expected it to be spatial-temporal turbulence!
He didn’t even dare to guess in the direction of spatial-temporal turbulence.
This was one of the disasters he least wanted to face.
A hint of worry flashed across Xiao Wu’s exquisite face, quickly suppressed by her.
Before Xiao Wu could ask Tang San the doubts in her heart, the next moment, a dizzying sensation struck her, and Xiao Wu couldn’t stand steadily, falling towards Tang San.
With a stomp of his foot, Tang San stabilized himself and simultaneously reached out to support Xiao Wu, who was about to fall.
Tang San’s expression grew increasingly grim.
The spatial-temporal turbulence erupted once again!
Ever since the spatial-temporal turbulence enveloped the entire God Realm, the God Realm had lost its connection to its subordinate worlds, and naturally could no longer interfere with their development.
This was an extremely bad omen.
For the God Realm, the biggest impact was the loss of observation over Douluo Star.
Because Douluo Star was different from other subordinate worlds; within Douluo Star lay dormant the half-body of the ancient Dragon God, the co-lord of Spirit Beasts, the Silver Dragon King.
For Tang San, this was difficult to accept, losing control over Douluo Star, losing all sources of information from Douluo Star.
Accompanying this eruption of spatial-temporal turbulence, in a corner they hadn’t noticed, the spatial-temporal turbulence carried away a soul from Tang San that was insignificant to him.
A soul that, in Tang San’s perception, had long since vanished into the river of time—the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
Under the influence of the spatial-temporal turbulence, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who should have been completely annihilated ten thousand years ago,
At the moment before his demise, his soul, in an extremely special way, traveled through time to the present, broke through the blockade of the spatial-temporal turbulence, and descended upon Douluo Star.
Although Tang San noticed the change in himself, he merely attributed it to the negative effects of the spatial-temporal turbulence on him.
However, he was a God King, strong enough, and mere negative effects could not affect him.
Although the spatial-temporal turbulence enveloping the God Realm had not completely erupted, there would be occasional small-scale disturbances.
Some unlucky individuals might be swallowed by the spatial-temporal turbulence and never return.
Recently, those with weaker strength in the God Realm were no longer allowed to move about outside..
Thanks to this measure, the frequency of accidents was greatly reduced.
His parents, whom he had brought to the God Realm, naturally belonged to those with insufficient strength.
Fortunately, before the spatial-temporal turbulence arrived, Tang Hao and Ah Yin had already been sent to Douluo Star by him, as the two elders were unaccustomed to life in the God Realm.
It was a blessing in disguise, allowing them to escape a calamity.
Gently stroking Xiao Wu’s smooth long hair, Tang San softly comforted her, “I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry, Xiao Qi, she will be fine. With Da Ming and Er Ming protecting her on Douluo Star, she won’t encounter danger. Once she finishes her training on Douluo Star, she can return to us. If she were still in the God Realm, the dangers she would face would actually be greater. Even if, unfortunately, the spatial-temporal turbulence erupts and we are swept away, She can choose to sleep within the core of life of Douluo Star, waiting for us to return and save her.”
“Mm.” Xiao Wu responded.
Tang San’s arrangements on Douluo Star had not been hidden from her; it was merely a mother’s worry for her daughter who was away.
With Tang San’s assurance, Xiao Wu’s uneasy heart gradually calmed down.
Shortly after the two conversed, a deep blue soul phantom broke through layers of blockade and arrived on the Douluo Continent.