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Because Rakshasa had never reconciled with Asura in the past, her unrequited love had festered into a massive grudge. Torturing Bibi Dong had become one of her few perverse pleasures. Under her influence, Bibi Dong was a rare case of a divine successor whose strength actually weakened as she underwent the God Trials.
In the present, the Sun Goddess Qian Renxue felt Poseidon's revolting gaze upon her and frowned. Back then, Ye Lan had stopped her from completing the Angelic Nine Trials; he later discovered that the Sea God had tampered with her divine inheritance.
The aura emanating from Poseidon matched those hidden traps perfectly. Hearing him call her "Angel," she suspected that her ancestor, the original Angelic God, must have been harassed by this hypocrite as well. It seemed the Sea God, unable to win her ancestor's love, had settled for tormenting her descendants. Had Ye Lan not warned her, she surely would have fallen prey to his schemes.
In the next instant, as Poseidon stared lustfully at her, Qian Renxue's body erupted with the most dazzling, incinerating radiance.
"AAAAHHH!!!!" Poseidon shrieked, clutching his eyes in agony.
Sizzling sounds filled the air as white smoke rose from his face. His eyes had been completely vaporized by the intense light! Rolling on the ground in pain, Poseidon was horrified to find that neither his divine power nor the "Laws of the Sea God" could restore his sight. This alone proved that the "Angel" before him possessed strength far beyond his imagination!
"Poseidon!" Asura's expression shifted. But before he could check on his subordinate, the screams of Rakshasa pierced his ears.
He turned to see Bibi Dong ripping the pale purple wings right off Rakshasa's back. Purple divine blood sprayed everywhere.
"AAAAHHH!!!" The Rakshasa Goddess's arrogance was instantly replaced by a flood of agony.
Bibi Dong crushed the fleshy wings into pulp and snarled, "Rakshasa! Do you think I actually care about your pathetic godhood?"
"If not for Ye Lan, I would have been driven insane by your constant torment!"
As Bibi Dong spoke, the Asura Demon Sword suddenly streaked toward her face. A furious Asura God had unleashed his full power in a sneak attack. However, as the sword neared her, Bibi Dong's lips curled into a smirk.
Her body was suddenly encased in the Evil Divine Armor, her face fully covered by the Evil Mask. The Asura Sword struck the mask, sending off sparks of blood-red flame. Asura was stunned by the aura of the equipment she wore.
"Impossible! That's the Evil God's Set?!" he stammered. "How could you have become the Evil God-King?!"
The mask shifted into a sinister grin. "Heh, Evil God-King?"
"Xiao Xue, don't let this fly distract me," Bibi Dong commanded. "I'm going to tear Rakshasa into ten thousand pieces today!"
"In your dreams!" The Asura God-King's blood boiled. His body expanded rapidly, reaching a height of 4,800 meters in a heartbeat. As a veteran God-King, his strength was not something an ordinary god could touch; he was only a step away from the realm of the Dragon God.
Just as Asura reached his peak and regained his confidence, an eighteen-winged Angel glowing with solar brilliance appeared before him. Her form towered at 9,999 meters—more than double the size of Asura's true form.
"This... how?! How can Douluo Planet produce a Quasi-God-King comparable to the Dragon God so quickly?!" Asura cried out.
"Boss! Forget that! Save me!!!" The Sea God continued to wail, still clutching his hollow eye sockets.
"You can die now," the Eighteen-Winged Sun Angel, Qian Renxue, said flatly.
In the next moment, Poseidon was spontaneously ignited. Wrapped in Solar True Fire, he was reduced to black ash amidst his final screams.
Seeing Poseidon stared to death by a single glance, cold sweat matted Asura's brow. He let out a desperate roar, using his final trump card: "Asura... Judgment!"
The Asura Demon Sword gathered every drop of his divine power and cleaved toward the Angel. The blood-red sword qi was so powerful it actually tore through the space of the Douluo God Realm. Given how reinforced the realm's space had become, this was a testament to Asura's deep foundations.
Yet, the closer the strike got to Qian Renxue, the dimmer the blood-red light became. By the time it reached her, the "Asura Judgment" had been completely incinerated by the staggering heat radiating from her body. Before the Sun Goddess, any attack would be vaporized long before it could touch her.
On the other side, the Evil God Bibi Dong was playing with Rakshasa like a cat with a mouse. She grabbed Rakshasa by the throat and slammed her into the ground, dragging her across the continent. In a matter of seconds, she had "rubbed" the goddess from the extreme north to the south pole. The Rakshasa Armor was ground into nothingness, leaving the goddess exposed and broken.
Bibi Dong snapped her fingers, and tens of thousands of Evil Blades rained down on Rakshasa.
"AAAAHHH!" Rakshasa curled into a ball, clutching her stomach in pain.
Bibi Dong noticed something and paused.
Rakshasa, clinging to her last breath, pleaded, "Bibi Dong... I was wrong. I apologize! Thankfully, the worst hasn't happened yet... I beg you, spare the child in my womb!"
She reached into her own abdomen and pulled out a blood-purple energy sphere. Upon contact with the Immortal Spirit Qi, it transformed into an egg—the offspring of Rakshasa and Asura. It began to unconsciously absorb energy, slowly growing.
Bibi Dong saw the egg, and a flash of hesitation crossed her eyes.
Seeing the pause, Rakshasa continued, "I don't know what you've been through, but I believe you've found the one you love. Your expression... it's the same as mine when Asura and I finally reconciled. You can't hide that happiness."
"My child is still unconscious. It won't know its lineage. If it is born, please don't tell it who its parents were. Asura and I have committed many sins. Our deaths today are likely destined by fate."
"Xiao Sha!" A pale Asura God-King rushed to her side. When his "Asura Judgment" failed to leave a scratch, he knew their end was inevitable. He ignored Qian Renxue and sprinted to his wife.
Facing a man who had left his back completely exposed, Qian Renxue did not attack. She watched silently as the two gods reunited. The blood-stained Rakshasa leaned into Asura's embrace, listening to his heartbeat one last time.
"Brother Asura... if only this moment were eternal," she whispered.
"Finding you again was the greatest luck of my life. I have no regrets," Asura replied. "See you in the next life."
Bibi Dong held the egg and looked at the couple, thinking of Ye Lan. She looked up and nodded to Qian Renxue. At that moment, the Eighteen-Winged Angel seemed to become the sun itself.
"Beneath the Sun!"
A blinding brilliance descended. Under that solar grace, Asura and Rakshasa were instantly wiped from existence, reduced to dust.
Tang San fell into a stunned silence as he watched Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong effortlessly erase the three gods. This meant the Quasi-God-King positions Ye Lan handed out were real, not illusions.
Could it be... can Ye Lan really solve the Space-Time Turbulence? Am I truly doomed to suffer eternal fire and endless cycles of purgatory?
Tang San's soul trembled. He shook his head violently. "Impossible! Impossible! The Douluo God Realm cannot survive the turbulence!"
Ye Lan looked at the twitching Tang San and smiled. "Are you still stubbornly clinging to the idea that this realm will fall?"
"It is the predestined end!" Tang San shrieked.
"Heh. You know, what I love most is savoring your despair," Ye Lan said.
Tang San didn't understand what he meant. Ye Lan continued, "I suspect you learned about the Dragon God from the Asura inheritance. He went mad before the God Realm could evolve into a God Star. The reason turbulence destroys God Realms is because they are 'ethereal'—they aren't physical entities."
"The current Douluo Planet, protected by its nine-colored membrane, would eventually transition into an ethereal God Realm. But did I ever say that was its final form?"
Since Ye Lan had contributed the vitality of a Creation God, he was naturally the "majority shareholder" of the realm. He reclaimed his authority as the Lord of Douluo. With a thought, he converted all the nine-colored light into pure Immortal Spirit Qi. The "Nine-Colored Sky" vanished, returning to the familiar blue of Douluo Planet.
Tang San's soul shuddered. "Ye Lan! Do you realize what you've done?! The membrane hides your coordinates! Without it, you're exposed to the turbulence and the Will of the Universe! You're committing suicide!"
"Hahaha! I'm going to be free! I'll get to watch your loved ones die! Hahaha!" Tang San laughed hysterically.
Ye Lan ignored the clownish display and waited. Deep in the void, the Universe Consciousness began to stir. It murmured: Eternal life... God Realms... Cleanse...
Countless waves of Space-Time Turbulence surged toward Douluo's coordinates. Without the membrane, the planet was like a lighthouse in the dark. This was the most terrifying turbulence in history—ten thousand times stronger than what the original God Realm had faced.
The sky above Douluo began to twist and distort. But because the planet was now dozens of times stronger than the old God Realm, the "prelude" to the storm failed to break it.
Sensing the impending collapse, Tang San's laughter grew even more frantic. His agonizing immortality was finally ending! "Ye Lan, you brought this on yourself! You're the most pathetic clown in history!"
It's coming! It's almost over!
Ye Lan shook his head. "Tang San, let me show you what kind of existence I truly am. Future Sight: I can see one minute into the future."
"Hahaha! So what?! One minute from now is when Douluo Planet is destroyed!"
"Equivalent Exchange," Ye Lan continued. "I can spend vitality to realize any wish. That includes evolving Douluo Planet into a Douluo God Star."
"So... what?! Even with your vitality, you couldn't possibly do it! And even if you could, you'd die from the drain! Having you die with me makes it all worth it!"
"Is that so? I forgot to mention: my vitality grows infinitely," Ye Lan said calmly.
"Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible. 'Future Sight' told me I need to spend twenty times the vitality of a Creation God. It's not much—only about a hundred thousand times what you had as a Twin God-King," Ye Lan noted.
"Hahaha! At most, your vitality is at the Creation level! Knowing the cost doesn't mean you can pay it!"
"It only takes a second," Ye Lan said softly.
"What take a—"
Before Tang San could finish, Douluo Planet underwent a cataclysmic transformation! Its surface area exploded in size. Mountains, rivers, oceans, and forests multiplied. The concentration of Immortal Spirit Qi surged twenty-fold. Soul Power and Soul Veins across the globe were instantly converted into Immortal Spirit Qi and Immortal Veins.
As the planet ascended to a God Star, every living thing began a frantic evolution.
Human lifespans jumped to 10,000 years.
Beasts' lifespans jumped to 5,000 years.
All Soul Beasts now had the chance to break through the million-year mark and become Divine Beasts.
The God Star could now support hundreds of thousands of deities and hundreds of God-Kings. Most importantly, Douluo had become a Physical God Realm. The distorted sky returned to a serene, solid blue.
The Space-Time Turbulence arrived. Or rather, it tried to.
(End of Chapter)