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Douluo Plane.
The sky suddenly brightened. Massive clusters of multicolored light coalesced out of thin air, taking shape and eventually forming an enormous rainbow-hued hammer that descended from the heavens.
Yet, the moment it was about to strike Bai Xu, the figure restrained by the "Unfixed Storm"—a technique renowned as the strongest control skill in the divine realm—abruptly dissipated. The so-called "Unfixed Storm" had been effortlessly broken by this otherworldly demon.
Witnessing this, Tang San's expression darkened instantly.
The power his spiritual imprint could unleash was limited—no more than two moves. With "Unfixed Storm" already expended... what now?
"Stop thinking. You have no chance. In ten thousand years, I'll wait for you to come... or if I achieve sufficient cultivation, I'll personally visit you in the black hole."
A calm voice echoed across the world. Suddenly, intense fluctuations of primordial spirit energy erupted in the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was a sword embryo, its aura locking onto Tang San as if intertwining with his fate, achieving an inevitable, unmissable effect.
"Primordial Spirit Attack!" Tang San's face paled as he hastily retreated.
"Xiao San!" Tang Hao attempted to intervene but was kicked away, crashing back into the glacier.
Tang San summoned the Sea God Trident, brandishing it repeatedly to execute the "Thirteen Forms of the Sea God." Combining all thirteen forms, he channeled every ounce of his divine sense and roared, "Twilight of the Sea God!"
A colossal yellow beam shot into the sky, colliding with the primordial spirit sword embryo. A blinding light erupted, but Bai Xu's primordial spirit was of a higher level—far beyond what mere divine sense could describe. The sword embryo expanded into a towering divine manifestation, steadily cleaving through the "Twilight of the Sea God" and forcing Tang San to his knees in mid-air.
Veins bulged on his forehead as he gritted his teeth, realizing Bai Xu was deliberately humiliating him. "You're mocking me!"
"So what if I am?" Bai Xu shrugged nonchalantly, clenching his hand in the air. The sword embryo intensified its pressure, now hovering directly above Tang San's head.
"You dare kill my parents and son? Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I'll hunt you down... and tear you to pieces!" Tang San issued his final threat before his divine sense was exhausted. His form split in two, dissipating before the eyes of everyone in the Douluo Continent.
"Dad!" Tang Wulin howled, his eyes reddening as violent energy surged through him. The dormant Golden Dragon King's essence within him seemed to find an outlet, and his body began to draconify.
"Xiao San!" Tang Hao, equally distraught, crawled out of the glacier, his appearance utterly disheveled.
Bai Xu continued to unleash supreme divine abilities as if without any energy expenditure, his demeanor as composed as ever, his aura showing no signs of weakening.
"Next is you..." Bai Xu's gaze shifted to Tang Hao and the blue-clothed woman who had quietly appeared beside him. His aura surged as he raised a finger like a sword and murmured, "Heavenly Manifestation!"
A towering, ten-thousand-meter divine manifestation once again stood over the Douluo Continent, its head brushing against the sun, its feet treading upon the cosmos. The sheer pressure overturned the void, causing spatial cracks to spread for tens of thousands of meters. Chaotic spatial currents gushed forth, their mere aftershocks scattering even Limit Douluos, pushing them far from the battlefield.
"Hah! Come at me! At worst, it'll be mutual destruction. As the master of the Douluo Plane, even in death, I won't let this world fall into your hands!" Tang Hao, supported by A Yin, remained defiant, unwilling to yield.
"Xiao San will avenge us."
The two resembled a pair of star-crossed lovers, gazing deeply into each other's eyes, lost in their tragic devotion.
The only response they received was a cold laugh.
The divine manifestation's colossal hand descended, its palm teeming with countless lifeforms, as if containing an entire world within. Bai Xu seemed utterly indifferent to the fate of the Douluo Plane—this strike was meant only for annihilation, targeting not just Tang Hao and A Yin, but the entire world itself.
Notably, the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy's members were also within the hand's shadow. A restraining force field held them in place—escape was no longer possible.
"Palm of the Plane!"
Bai Xu had gone all out, unleashing his full power to end this swiftly. There were still matters to attend to afterward.
"A Yin... do you regret this?" In their final moments, the two embraced, their eyes locked.
"No regrets. In our next life, we'll be husband and wife again." A Yin destroyed her own life essence, causing the Douluo Plane's life core to collapse. Tang Hao, too, began to disintegrate. Without the infusion of vast life energy, the Douluo Plane would soon crumble.
"You still think there'll be a next life? I want you to never reincarnate! Your souls will never enter the cycle of rebirth! From now on, you'll be turned into statues, kneeling eternally on the Douluo Continent, chanting your sins!"
The couple was horrified. Though their bodies were obliterated, the divine manifestation's hand contained the laws of the soul, forcibly extracting their spirits and imprisoning them.
In the aftermath, the Shrek Seven Monsters, the elders, the Tang Sect's leadership, the Sea God Legion, and the Central Legion's members... all fell into despair. They had miscalculated. Justice had not triumphed over evil. Bai Xu, after his transformation, possessed strength rivaling that of a Godking, along with an array of techniques that surpassed even one.
The suffocating force field rendered them all immobile. Even if they sacrificed their life essence to break through to the godly rank, it was futile. Limit Douluos fell like raindrops, the sky turning blood-red as if weeping tears of blood.
All they saw was a colossal five-colored hand descending, radiating boundless pressure, dimming the stars, intent on erasing everything in its path—annihilating this world.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The weakest among them couldn't withstand the pressure, their bodies exploding into clouds of blood.
Bai Xu, having extracted Tang Hao and A Yin's souls, glanced indifferently in their direction. "As for you... reincarnate. Remember to chant my name on the path to rebirth—it may grant you a glimpse of eternity within the cycle."
Boom!
A blinding white light engulfed their vision. They felt no pain—their lives were extinguished instantly. The colossal hand struck, obliterating the entire Extreme North. Waves of destruction rippled outward, triggering endless natural disasters.
Tsunamis, hurricanes, and earthquakes formed instantaneously, ravaging every corner of Douluo.
The world was bleeding, collapsing. Its inhabitants seemed to sense its impending demise, weeping in despair. Every living being could vividly perceive the towering demonic figure standing in the Extreme North—a figure so sacred in appearance yet committing acts of absolute annihilation.
"Grandpa! Grandma!"
"My comrades..." Tang Wulin spat blood, his body riddled with elemental wounds. Gu Yuena, wielding the Dragon God Core, held an overwhelming advantage.
As Bai Xu observed the crumbling Douluo Plane, a furious roar erupted. Tang Wulin's last shred of rationality vanished as the Golden Dragon King's seals shattered completely. Transforming into a ten-thousand-meter golden dragon, he charged at Bai Xu with a deafening roar.
But Gu Yuena also revealed her true form—a ten-thousand-meter silver dragon blocking the golden dragon's path. The Dragon God Core surged, enveloping her in a radiant nine-colored glow. Amidst the world's destruction, another great battle had begun.
Bai Xu spared them only a glance before turning away. "Plane Spirit... go. I'll assist you."
"As you command, my lord."
A golden figure emerged from Bai Xu, its radiance intensifying before dispersing into countless golden motes that spread across the Extreme North. The Plane Spirit's golden hue rapidly faded—it was sacrificing itself, merging with the Douluo Plane to reclaim its position as the world's master and life core.
Bai Xu gazed at the Demon Plane, raising a single hand toward the sky. A tremendous tremor shook the world as the Demon Plane fully merged with the Douluo Continent. A surge of life energy emanated from Bai Xu as he intoned, "Five Elements Cycle, Creation of All Life."
Hum!
A peculiar ripple spread from Bai Xu, as if time and space had stalled. Working in tandem with the Plane Spirit, a soothing life energy pacified the wounded Douluo Plane, calming the disasters. Flora and fauna flourished, and the merged Demon Plane expanded the continent's landmass.
"Take your fight to the cosmos!"
Bai Xu's voice boomed, unwilling to let the dragons' battle disrupt the reborn Douluo. With a wave of his hand, a ten-thousand-meter spatial rift opened, transporting both dragons into the void.
"You take over from here. I'll oversee the final battle," Bai Xu instructed the Plane Plane cautiously.
"Understood. Thank you, my lord."
"It's not over yet." With those words, Bai Xu soared into the cosmos.
Only now did his aura show signs of exhaustion. The world-obliterating strike had truly drained him, and he hadn't yet recovered.
In the Cosmos
The Golden Dragon King's body was indomitable, plowing through Gu Yuena's elemental storms without hesitation. There was no trace of rationality left—this was no longer Tang Wulin, but the insane Golden Dragon King who had been sealed beneath the Divine Realm's core for millennia, a being whose power rivaled a Godking's.
The cosmos was devoid of elemental energy, limiting her strength.
But Gu Yuena didn't engage head-on. She maintained her distance, chanting, "Primordial Spirit Manifestation as Sword!"
Her spiritual power had long surpassed the Divine Yuan Realm, reaching the level of a second-tier god. She had also mastered the sword techniques Bai Xu taught her. Though the Golden Dragon King's body was invincible, its fragile spirit was its weakness.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon howled in agony, its cries echoing through the cosmos.
But this only fueled its madness. "I alone am worthy of becoming the Dragon God!" The primordial spirit sword embryo seemed to awaken the Golden Dragon King's consciousness.
"You understand nothing. The Dragon God is but an illusion. No matter who prevails, we'll only repeat history. Neither of us is the Dragon God's true successor." Gu Yuena strained under the golden dragon's intensified assault.
"Only by trying will we know!"
Ah!
Just as the golden dragon prepared to attack again, another primordial spirit sword embryo struck from behind.
"Treacherous coward! You!"
Bai Xu ignored the Golden Dragon King, speaking softly to Gu Yuena. "You're still not at your peak. You can't defeat him alone. Let's end this together—this is the finale."
"Agreed."
There was no room for fairness or grand principles now. Only one step remained before Douluo, humanity, and the soul beasts could march toward a brighter future.
"Hahahaha! Come! Let us fight until destruction! This is my destiny!"
Bai Xu treated the Golden Dragon King with utmost caution. For the first time, he manifested a wisp of Yin-Yang energy—a fragment of the Yin-Yang laws he had previously comprehended.
"Yin and Yang in harmony, the spirit is governed. Yin and Yang severed, vitality is lost."
Bai Xu seemed to grasp something profound. The Yin-Yang energy drifted toward Gu Yuena, merging into her body. Her aura skyrocketed, and with the Dragon God Core's power, she momentarily transformed into the nine-colored divine dragon of legend.
She realized Bai Xu had used Yin-Yang to explain the Silver and Golden Dragons. Within her, the Dragon God Core's dual forces clashed, opposed, and repelled each other, seeking unity—a dynamic equilibrium that would allow her to attain the Dragon God's throne.
Though not as powerful as the peak Dragon God, it was enough for the battle at hand.
Gu Yuena felt herself transported to a mystical realm, where she saw the once-majestic Dragon God who had ruled over a dozen star systems. She wanted to confront him, but her form drifted away.
"If you've chosen a different path, then walk it resolutely. It was I who failed the dragon race... failed the beastkin." The Dragon God's sigh carried regret.
Returning to reality, Gu Yuena looked at the disbelieving, enraged Golden Dragon King. Her Silver Dragon Spear twisted, transforming into the nine-colored Dragon God Spear.
With a sigh of relief and liberation, she whispered, "It's over..."