Chapter 322: The Era of the Douluo God Realm – Part XII: Rising Fervor
The audience fell into a tense silence as Ye Wen's voice trailed off. But after a moment, the silence erupted into cheers of fervor. Every soul master, no matter their rank, was wide eyed with admiration, gazing at Ye Wen with reverence, their excitement so palpable that it surged with a powerful wave of faith energy. Ye Wen allowed this fervor to build, standing in silence for ten full minutes before raising his hands to call for quiet once more.
All eyes fixed on him as anticipation buzzed through the air.
Without rare resources, breaking through to the god level remained an almost impossible feat even in this era of talent. Though the number of God level powerhouses had grown, the resources to ascend remained scarce, and those who had reached the pinnacle of Title Douluo felt increasingly limited by it. But today, the chance for them to break through had finally arrived!
With a smirk, Ye Wen began speaking again. "I once detested war, but now I understand it, and I even embrace it. For war is the eternal drive that propels humankind forward. Tell me are you willing to wage war to become gods?"
The audience below was quiet at first, swallowing hard as the weight of his words settled over them, but the desire in their hearts surged, and voices began to rise.
"War!"
"For Douluo!"
"Grant us the trial of war, Creator!"
"Let us transcend or perish in battle we are ready!"
Ye Wen watched the mounting fervor below, a satisfied smile on his face. In the guest seats on the platform, Huo Rui closed her eyes for a moment before standing, her energy blazing. Ye Wen quickly noticed and, smiling, he transported her to an isolated space to advance her cultivation.
Huo Rui had inherited the War God deity originally meant for Dai Mubai, the White Tiger with Evil Eyes. It was only a second level position, but with her potential and tenacity, she was more than capable of developing it to a higher level. She had trained relentlessly and was on the verge of a breakthrough to the peak of a rank one god, ignited by the collective will for war of those gathered below.
Ye Wen raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent once more.
"You all desire war, so prepare yourselves well," he announced, his voice laced with a chilling edge. "Remember, war is not a game. It brings death and destruction. If you enter it with a frivolous mind, you'll die in the first battle, and no one will mourn you."
His voice echoed with a solemn chill, dispersing the overzealous energy of the crowd. Though Douluo had entered a modern society, with technology like computers and literature flourishing, those who had read the great classics knew how brutal and unforgiving war could be.
"Prepare yourselves," he continued. "In a hundred years, we will open the gates to the multiverse and claim new realms for Douluo. I hope each of you will be ready to seize your place. Details will be published on the Saint Soul's official website, where you'll find all the requirements for this coming war."
The honesty in Ye Wen's words touched the hearts of everyone present. They all understood that he was the Creator, one who had led their world forward with a gentle yet firm hand.
Turning toward the Gate of Realms, Ye Wen's expression grew solemn. He raised his hands, and his divine power surged, casting a massive barrier around the colossal artifact.
"Perfect Cube of the Divine!" The radiant barrier enveloped the Gate of Realms, spanning far and wide. Ye Wen's energy pulsed as he intertwined his own godly power with the Gate's, pushing it toward activation.
In this realm, any material could be transformed into god level resources through divine infusion. The Gate of Realms was the result of thousands of years of condensed faith, nearly exhausting all the faith energy Ye Wen had gathered over the years. Fortunately, as a god, he could generate his own divine power and steadily improve by refining his understanding of the divine laws. He had even perfected the laws of Creation and Destruction, advancing steadily toward the peak of the God King level.
"Teleportation of the Divine!"
At his command, the Gate of Realms emitted a blinding light. The crowd below looked on in awe, marveling at the enormous artifact, its brilliant light filling the heavens as if it would consume all of Douluo.
Ye Wen smiled, calm amidst the radiance, his plan unfolding exactly as he had foreseen. Knowing the distance that the gate would need to reach, he had spent years developing a method to generate artificial godly power using solar energy, a technique that allowed the Gate to sustain itself without draining his reserves. This innovation alone would propel Douluo into a new age of unprecedented prosperity.
With a gesture, the Gate of Realms lifted, rising slowly through the air and merging with the portal's boundary.
The portal gradually dimmed and closed, leaving an awed silence behind. But soon, everyone noticed something extraordinary the sky itself had changed. It was… brighter.
Turning their gaze skyward, they saw the familiar sun, now framed by a massive golden ring, its radiance streaming down to Douluo like a godly halo. This ring was not just a symbol; it represented a beacon of new hope, making the entire sky brighter than ever.
The Gate of Realms had ascended, its divine purpose now anchored in the heavens, and Douluo itself was a world forever changed.
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