Time flew by—three years later.
Out on the vast sea, a colossal golden vortex spun around the Ancient Life Tree, devouring the life energy rushing in from every direction.
Above the crown, another vortex rotated downward, shimmering with dim, multicolored light. It was formed from cosmic energy and the elements of heaven and earth being pulled in.
No one knew how long it lasted. Suddenly, the golden vortex slowed, while the prismatic one above grew much brighter.
"Finally broke through. The compressed Life Divine Core has advanced another step. From now on, perhaps it should be called the Creation Divine Core." Yang Yunhai sighed inwardly. Faith power refined his divine soul, life power tempered his body, compression of the core enhanced the quality of his divine power. With the support of the entire planetary plane, three years of steady, relentless cultivation had finally pushed his body, soul, and divine power up another level—into the realm of a God King.
With this breakthrough, his efficiency at absorbing cosmic energy and elemental essence greatly improved.
The Douluo plane, nourished by this returned energy, had also toughened considerably over the years, now able to sustain more gods. But reaching the level of the God Realm would still take a very, very long time. For now, it remained in the stage of feeding him.
The planet was vast. Even with him as a God King, raising it entirely would take slow nurturing.
'My son isn't even grown yet, still needs to live off me for a while,' Yang Yunhai mused with a wry smile. He willed the surrounding life energy to compress into Creation Power, flooding into the great cocoons within the tree crown. Thump, thump—heartbeats inside surged louder.
Reviving the dragon kings was an energy-devouring endeavor. After three years of effort, their bodies had only just been restored.
As for their strength, it could never return to their former peaks.
Those fellows had once stood at the level of God Kings. Back when Yang Yunhai was only a 1st Class God, the life energy he could return was insufficient in both quality and quantity to rebuild God-King-grade bodies. Now, having reached God King, he could at least speed the process somewhat.
Still—time was far too short. There was nothing he could do about that.
He had done everything possible. The rest depended on fate—he could only hope the gods of the God Realm wouldn't descend with their full might.
'Let's test this new ability.' His spirit spread outward. Hum—ripples swept forth.
Where they passed, zzt zzt, arcs of lightning crackled in the air. Space warped, and the planet's surface seemed to vanish into nothing, swallowed by the cosmos.
"What is this… such a strange fluctuation?" The Silver Dragon King was stunned. Within her perception, a thin energy field cloaked the planet. Where it passed, all scenery vanished from sight—as if the outside could no longer see in.
The entire planet had been hidden by Yang Yunhai.
"This is like a domain disguise effect? No… this is a new kind of power, tied to lightning." Her heart trembled.
Yang Yunhai had actually comprehended lightning to this level!
'Stay low-key. All I did was use the spiritual network formed by the world's plants to observe and comprehend the planetary magnetic field. Just a bit of insight into electromagnetic force.' Feeling the emotions of his companions ripple toward him, Yang Yunhai kept calm. Three years of life-energy feedback, though not much, had greatly nourished the planet's flora. With every living thing caring for nature, the Douluo plane's green cover now far surpassed the past—an immense boon for a Child of Nature.
Now, every city on the continent was practically a garden city.
Every living being on the planet was contributing its share for the battle to come.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the distant cosmos, a colossal, spindle-shaped vessel flashed silver and vanished.
When it reappeared, it was already in another region of space.
"How much longer until we reach the designated point?" the God of Destruction asked.
"My lord, one more day—about a year in the lower realm," the God of Greed answered respectfully. "The Space God Skiff has jumped many times in succession and is nearing its limit. After the next jump, we'll need to pause."
If the Space God were still here, driving it directly with space power, this wouldn't be a problem.
But now? They lacked space power. Using other divine energies to power a space artifact always came with loss.
"Sea God…" The God of Destruction clenched his fist. He now suspected the Sea God had foreseen something and deliberately recommended Zhu Zhuqing to inherit the mantle of Space God.
And had even coaxed the newly succeeded Asura God away from the realm.
"To avoid accidents, once we reach the staging area, activate the space transit array," the God of Destruction ordered.
Something felt wrong. From what he knew of Yang Yunhai, the man was no fool.
"Yes, my lord." The gods maintaining the core obeyed without question.
At the same time, beneath the Ancient Life Tree at the God Realm's core, the Goddess of Life knelt, hands folded in prayer.
The Life Divination Rite—using the Ancient Life Tree to divine fortune or calamity—was her unique ability.
Closing her eyes, she whispered softly. Emerald radiance flowed from her body, and the towering tree responded—life force erupted, leaves lit up, dyeing the whole space green.
As her prayer continued, a crimson light suddenly ignited at the trunk's heart—then spread rapidly.
First the trunk, then the boughs, then the leaves. Like a drop of scarlet ink in a clear pool, the entire verdant world turned blood-red in a few blinks.
A baleful aura surged out, making the scarlet tree look monstrous.
"How… how could this be?" The Goddess of Life's eyes flew open, shock on her face.
She vanished in a flash of light, streaking toward the God Realm Hub. Her voice rang through the air: "Convene the God Realm Committee immediately—all gods to assembly. I'll arrive shortly!"
"What could rattle the Goddess of Life so?" gasped one god.
"It must be about the God of Destruction. Hurry—go to committee!"
Streams of light arced toward the Council.
"Yang Yunhai, so you truly were prepared." Bibi Dong murmured, turning into a streak of crimson.
Moments later, the Goddess of Life landed at the Hub, infusing divine power into the core sphere. The rings spun faster.
Vmm vmm vmm—
In the depths of space, the Space God Skiff's drive core flared once more.
The Goddess of Life's image appeared.
"Xiao Lu, what's happened?" the God of Destruction frowned.
"Xiao Zi, stop the jumps—do not head to the Douluo plane," she urged.
"I just used the Life Divination Rite. The omen showed Dire Calamity."
The gods around them paled. The God of Destruction's face darkened.
"Cease jumps!" he barked.
He trusted his wife's augury without question.
"Yes, my lord." Power bearers cut the flow.
The God of Destruction thought hard. "If I'm right, he's already broken through to God King. Only then could he, as the plane's Child of Nature, wield its laws to suppress us outsiders and gain such a home-ground advantage."
"To have grown so fast—he must not be allowed to live."
"Xiao Lu, send my order. Summon the six Elemental Gods—Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, Darkness. And bring a hundred 2nd Class Gods. Leave Ji Dong and Lie Yan here. I suspect the Asura is his contingency. She only just inherited the godhood—Ji Dong and Lie Yan should be enough to hold her."
"Of course, it may be part of his scheme—using our distrust of Asura to bind our strength. It's an open stratagem, but one we cannot ignore."
"After all, she is the Angel God's mother."
"This…" The Seven Deadly Sins gods were stunned.
The God Realm had just over two hundred 2nd Class Gods. Calling a hundred and fourteen at once, plus the six Elemental Gods—over half the realm's strength—just to deal with one lower plane? It felt excessive.
"Hmph. This time, I'll sever the Douluo plane's ambitions once and for all," the God of Destruction growled.
"And leave a warning in God Realm history—to keep the other planes in line."
He glanced at the 3rd Class Gods present. "You will return through the transit array first."
3rd Class Gods, crushed by planar suppression, would fall to god-tier. If Yang Yunhai truly was God King, his lightning domain would be devastating. A storm over the battlefield—those below god-tier wouldn't survive.
And with him wielding life as well, non-divine power was useless.
The veterans understood, bowing as one. "Yes, my lord!"
"Alas…" The Goddess of Life could only sigh. "Before departure, I'll divine once more."
The God of Destruction nodded. "Go."
Her image vanished.
Soon after, at the Council, the Goddess of Life took her seat.
"Goddess of Life, has something happened with the God of Destruction?" Ji Dong asked.
"Yes." She nodded, recounting her omen and his orders.
"A God King in just a hundred years? Impossible!" came voices of doubt.
"If not, why would the omen be so? The Goddess of Life's divinations never fail."
"In any case, the God of Destruction has spoken. We must obey."
"…"
"Ji Dong, Lie Yan, Bibi Dong—the realm is yours to guard," the Goddess of Life said, her eyes lingering last on Bibi Dong. She sighed. "If there's any room to retreat, I'll ask Destruction to spare their lives."
"After all, we are each only building our own homes—loyal to our own."
"I have nothing to do with them." Bibi Dong frowned. Crimson light flashed, and she vanished.
Ji Dong and Lie Yan exchanged a look. "Rest assured, we will guard the realm."
The Goddess of Life nodded and began naming those who would march.
"You go to the transit array. I'll follow shortly." With a flash of green, she vanished.
"Stretching the muscles might be good." The God of Fire cracked his neck and flew off in red light.
"What a pitiful boy—targeted as a cautionary tale by Lord Destruction. I thought he'd inherit Destruction's mantle. Such wasted talent." The God of Wind shook his head, dissipating into breeze.
The chosen gods followed, relaxed.
In their eyes, this was just training—perhaps even a trip.
After all, the Douluo world was only a lower plane, nothing like the millennia-built God Realm.
Meanwhile, the Goddess of Life knelt again at the Ancient Life Tree, whispering.
The tree erupted in life power. Again, crimson bled from its heart, spreading fast.
The green space turned blood-red once more—less vicious, but still ominous.
"This… how can this be!?" Her eyes widened, disbelief shifting to fear. Even with half the realm mobilized, the omen was still Dire Calamity. Unthinkable.
She bit her lip and flew to the Hub.
Moments later, her image appeared again inside the Space God Skiff.
"Well?" the God of Destruction asked.
"Still dire," she said gravely.
"How is that possible!?" cried the God of Envy.
A mere lower plane—and with half the realm deployed, still dire? Shouldn't this be a simple flattening?
The God of Destruction frowned. "Casualties are inevitable in a god-war. This omen may not mean our destruction. Xiao Lu, don't worry too much. I'll arrange things so divine souls are spared. As long as the soul remains, they can recover."
"But for such an omen despite this power—it means something unfathomable has changed. Since we know, we must go. The God Realm cannot ignore it."
"This expedition is inevitable."
"I'll join you." The Goddess of Life's image wavered, then vanished—choosing to face hardship beside her husband.
Moments later, the Skiff's core erupted in light, forming a circular array that expanded outward, covering a hundred meters. Silver flashed—figures appeared in the air, one after another.
"Xiao Zi." The Goddess of Life was last, descending gracefully beside the God of Destruction.
He gave a small nod, swept his gaze over the host, and said coldly, "Resume jumps."
"Yes!" came the unified cry.
Meanwhile, in the scarlet palace of the God Realm—
"Nana, summon Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi," Bibi Dong's calm voice echoed.
(End of Chapter)
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