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Chapter 136 - Life and Destruction Enter the Heavens

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Time in the Divine Realm no longer flowed in years or eras.

It flowed in events.

Roughly a hundred divine days after I withdrew from guiding Sheng Ming and Hui Mie through their dreams, the first true ripple appeared—subtle, precise, unmistakable.

The Akashic Record stirred beside me.

Notification:

Dual Ascension Detected.

Newly formed divine positions: Life and Destruction.

Subjects Sheng Ming and Hui Mie initiating ascent.

I opened my eyes.

"So it's finally time."

Around me, the Douluo Divine Realm continued its slow, steady recovery. Gods were still at work across the inner and outer rings—repairing domains, purifying residual corruption, stabilizing authority flows. This was not the moment to summon them all back.

This was not a ceremony.

This was an arrival.

"I'll handle this personally," I said quietly.

With a single thought, I stepped into the ascent corridor—the transitional space where mortals shed the last fragments of limitation and step into divinity.

The ascent corridor was not a place.

It was a process.

Layers of law peeled away from the lower realm. Mortal constraints dissolved. Souls stretched, expanded, and aligned with newly born divine authorities.

Two presences entered simultaneously.

Perfectly synchronized.

That alone told me something important.

They had ascended together.

Light bloomed.

Then darkness followed.

No—

not darkness.

Destruction.

And between them—

Balance.

They appeared before me.

Hui Mie reacted instantly.

The moment his divine senses locked onto mine, he shifted—placing himself half a step in front of Sheng Ming, destructive authority flaring subtly but dangerously.

Not an attack.

A warning.

A protector's instinct.

Behind him, Sheng Ming remained calm, but her life aura rose instinctively, weaving around Hui Mie like a living shield.

I saw it immediately.

They're bonded.

Not newly.

Not superficially.

They had already walked life and death together long enough for their souls to resonate naturally.

Husband and wife.

I smiled.

And stopped my authority from radiating any pressure at all.

"Relax," I said gently.

"I didn't come to fight you."

Hui Mie did not lower his guard—but he listened.

That alone told me everything I needed to know about his temperament.

Sheng Ming stepped slightly forward, her eyes meeting mine.

"
You're the one," she said slowly.

I raised an eyebrow. "The one?"

"The one from our dreams," she continued. "The voice that taught us control."

So they remembered.

Not clearly.

But enough.

"Yes," I admitted. "That was me."

Hui Mie's grip tightened for a fraction of a second—then loosened.

"
You didn't deceive us," he said.

It wasn't a question.

"No," I replied. "I prepared you."

I gestured outward.

"Welcome to the Douluo Divine Realm."

There were no trumpets.

No divine choirs.

No kneeling gods or thunderous proclamations.

Just silence.

And then understanding.

They looked around—truly looked—at the Divine Realm. At the scars still being repaired. At the reorganized domains clustered near the core. At the vast outer ring of fractured space awaiting healing.

This was not a realm at its peak.

This was a realm that had survived.

Hui Mie frowned slightly.

"This place
 it feels wounded."

"It is," I said plainly.

Sheng Ming closed her eyes for a brief moment, her life authority extending outward instinctively—then she pulled it back in with practiced restraint.

"
It needs us," she said softly.

I nodded.

"That's why you're here."

I did not explain further.

Instead, I turned and extended my will toward the Divine Realm Core.

Space shifted.

Two empty divine coordinates—already prepared—lit up near the central region, alongside the domains of Asura, Evil, Kindness, and my own.

Hui Mie's eyes widened slightly.

"Those locations
" he began.

"Are reserved for God Kings," Sheng Ming finished quietly.

I glanced back at them.

"Yes."

Silence followed.

They were not arrogant.

They did not demand explanations.

But the surprise was undeniable.

"We just ascended," Hui Mie said cautiously. "We haven't—"

"—had time to grow into it?" I finished.

I smiled.

"You already have."

I guided them forward.

Their Divine Domains unfolded naturally as we moved—Sheng Ming's a vast, layered ecosystem where growth, decay, and renewal coexisted in perfect rhythm; Hui Mie's a stark but elegant realm of entropy and separation, where destruction was precise rather than rampant.

They stabilized instantly.

No resistance.

No backlash.

No instability.

This alone would have shocked any experienced god.

I did not comment.

"Before anything else," I said, stopping at the threshold of their domains, "there's something you must do."

They turned to me.

"Your mortal bodies carried you to the edge of godhood," I continued. "But they are not meant for eternity."

I explained the process—exactly as I once had to Shan Liang and Xie E.

Immortal energy.

Reforging.

Foundations that could never be changed again.

"This is your only chance," I warned calmly.

"After this, your bodies become law-bound."

They exchanged a glance.

No hesitation.

"We trust you," Sheng Ming said.

Hui Mie nodded.

"Do it."

I guided them into the heart of their domains.

Immortal energy surged.

Not violently.

But reverently.

Sheng Ming's reforging was breathtaking.

Her mortal form dissolved into streams of living law—veins of emerald and gold intertwining, reorganizing themselves into a vessel capable of sustaining endless vitality without overflow.

Hui Mie's was harsher—but cleaner.

His body shattered into fragments of pure annihilation, then reassembled repeatedly, each time refining control, reducing waste, compressing destructive authority into perfect equilibrium.

I intervened only when necessary.

A slight correction here.

A stabilizing nudge there.

Hours passed.

Then days.

Finally—

They emerged.

No longer uncertain.

No longer restrained by mortality.

True gods.

Once they stabilized, I spoke again.

"You need to understand where you've arrived."

I did not overwhelm them with history.

I summarized.

The fall of the Dragon Divine Realm.

The Divine War.

The loss of dragons and beasts.

The long road of restoration ahead.

They listened in silence.

Hui Mie's jaw tightened.

"
So destruction already ran rampant here," he said quietly.

"Yes," I replied. "Uncontrolled."

"And life," Sheng Ming added, "
was almost extinguished."

"Yes."

I met their gaze evenly.

"That's why your presence matters."

"This Divine Realm doesn't need conquerors," I continued.

"It needs stabilizers."

I gestured to the fractured outer ring.

"Life will help regenerate what was lost."

"Destruction will help remove what cannot be saved."

I looked at them both.

"Together, you prevent stagnation."

They understood immediately.

No grand oath was required.

No vow needed to be spoken.

Sheng Ming placed her hand over her chest.

"We'll do it," she said softly.

Hui Mie nodded.

"We didn't ascend to rule," he added.

"We ascended to fix what's broken."

I felt something loosen in my chest.

Not relief.

Validation.

I gave them space after that.

Guided them only where necessary.

Their domains integrated smoothly into the Divine Realm's structure, their authorities immediately beginning subtle work—life energy knitting torn laws together, destruction erasing irreparable corruption without collateral damage.

The Divine Realm responded.

Quietly.

Gratefully.

As I stepped away, the Akashic Record updated behind me.

New God successfully integrated.

Restoration efficiency increased significantly.

I allowed myself a small smile.

The Divine Realm was still wounded.

But now—

It had hope.

And for the first time since the war—

I truly believed it would endure.

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