Chapter 26: The Birth of Gods
The air hummed with power as the continent trembled under the weight of a momentous transformation. Tang San, standing in the heart of the Tang Clan's ancestral grounds, his eyes closed in deep concentration, felt the surge of divine energy that coursed through his being. His body, now fully integrated with his Supreme Godhood, radiated an aura that was both calming and terrifying. The earth beneath him seemed to bow in reverence, as if acknowledging his new divine status.
Xiao Wu stood by his side, her form glowing with a subtle, yet powerful, radiance. Her Elite Godhood shimmered with an energy that mirrored his own, though it was tempered by her innate connection to the spirit beast lineage. Unlike Tang San, whose Supreme Godhood had unlocked the full potential of his being, Xiao Wu's ascent was marked by the elegance of an Elite Godhood, a perfect balance of strength and grace. Though one step away from the Supreme Godhood, her power was undeniable, a testament to her immense talent and determination.
Together, they had become gods, their ascension a feat that would echo throughout the annals of history. The once-quiet Tang Clan now buzzed with activity, as disciples and elders alike felt the ripple of their masters' divine transformation. The planes had changed. The world around them was no longer bound by the limitations of mortal realms. The higher realms had begun to bleed into the world they knew, as though the very fabric of existence had been torn open, allowing the influence of other worlds to filter through.
Tang San opened his eyes, and the world seemed to stop. He could see the threads of destiny weaving around him, his divine senses stretching far beyond the physical realm. The energy of the plane itself pulsed in time with his heartbeat, and with a single thought, he could alter the course of events. His power was unparalleled, his will ironclad. Yet, even in his newfound glory, a sense of responsibility weighed heavily on him.
"This is only the beginning," Tang San murmured, his voice carrying the weight of years spent preparing for this moment.
Xiao Wu looked at him with a quiet smile. "We've come far, but the journey is not over. The world has changed, Tang San. Now we must guide it."
Her words were a reminder of the work ahead of them. With their ascension, they had not only transcended mortal limits, but they had also unlocked the potential of the entire continent. Higher-level powerhouses now roamed freely, their strength growing with every passing day. The threshold of 100-level power, once an unattainable dream, had now become a reality for many.
The Tang Clan, under their leadership, was becoming more than just a powerful faction. It was evolving into the heart of the continent's new order. Disciples who had once struggled to reach the 90th level now found themselves breaking through to the 100th level with greater ease. Resources, techniques, and support poured into the clan, as Tang San's influence extended far beyond what anyone had ever imagined.
But with great power came even greater challenges. The once-insulated world of the Tang Clan was now open to the wider multiverse. The planes were no longer a single, isolated realm but had become interconnected with other worlds. Realms beyond their own—cultivation systems previously unknown—now brushed up against their world, bringing with them new powers, new knowledge, and new conflicts. The balance that had existed for so long was shifting, and Tang San knew that the peace they had fought for could easily slip away.
"Father," a voice interrupted his thoughts, and he turned to see Tang Wei approaching him. Tang Wei, now a towering figure with power rivaling that of his ancestors, had become a key leader within the Tang Clan. His ascension to the 100-level had been a swift and natural progression, a sign of the changes Tang San had set in motion.
"You've ascended beyond all expectations, Wei," Tang San said, his eyes gleaming with pride. "But remember, the journey isn't just about power. It's about understanding the responsibilities that come with it."
Tang Wei nodded, his expression serious. "I understand, Father. But there's something else. We've felt disturbances. Not just from the powerhouses on the continent, but from the planes themselves. The higher realms—they're waking up."
Tang San's brow furrowed. The planes—realms beyond their world—had been dormant for eons, their existence barely known by the inhabitants of their realm. But with his and Xiao Wu's ascension, the fabric of reality itself had begun to shift. The boundaries between realms were weakening.
"Yes," Xiao Wu added, stepping forward. "The higher realms are stirring. The old powers are regaining their strength, and soon, they will take notice of our world. We must prepare."
Tang San nodded gravely. "We'll deal with that when the time comes. For now, we need to solidify our position here. The continent is changing, but the Tang Clan must be the cornerstone of this new world. We must lead by example."
With those words, the transformation of the Tang Clan was set in motion. Tang San's power, now unchallenged, could not be denied. Xiao Wu, at his side, was the perfect complement to his strength. Together, they forged ahead into the unknown, preparing their clan for the trials and opportunities that awaited.
As the years passed, Tang San continued to refine his own cultivation, focusing on unlocking the depths of his Supreme Godhood. His body, his spirit, and his soul were intertwined with the very essence of the plane. He was no longer just a man—he was a force of nature, and his influence spread far beyond the Tang Clan.
But as the world changed, so too did the challenges. New factions began to rise, their powers growing at an alarming rate. The once-dominant forces of the continent—such as the Spirit Hall and the Sun Moon Empire—found themselves looking over their shoulders, wary of the Tang Clan's growing influence. Some sought alliances, hoping to share in the power that Tang San wielded, while others plotted behind closed doors, eager to tear him down.
The next generation of soul masters, empowered by the changes that Tang San and Xiao Wu had set in motion, began to rise to prominence. More and more individuals reached the 100-level, and the competition for power grew fiercer. As the Tang Clan continued to expand, so did its rivals, each striving for dominance in a world that was no longer bound by the rules of old.
Yet, through it all, Tang San remained steadfast. His goals were clear, his path unshakable. He would lead the Tang Clan to even greater heights, preparing for whatever the future held. And, in the process, he would ensure that the world, now teetering on the edge of a new era, would be shaped by his vision.
In the distance, the skies crackled with divine energy, a storm brewing on the horizon. The higher realms were waking up, and the world was about to change in ways even Tang San could not yet predict.
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