Chapter 330: Crisis, Di Tian's Trump Card
"With my blood, I call forth the thunder."
Gu Yue Na sliced open her palm, and drops of her blood fell onto the lightning bead. The moment they touched, the bead expanded rapidly into a half-human-sized sphere of lightning, inside which faint dragon-shaped shadows flickered.
Following the method taught by the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion, Gu Yue Na formed a hand seal, guiding the mass of lightning to unravel into countless silver threads that burrowed into her body.
Agonizing pain surged through her veins like a raging tide, every meridian pierced by countless steel needles. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead, but she never once relaxed her hand gesture.
Outside the cave, Di Tian revealed his true form—the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King. His massive body coiled around the ancient tree, his scales glimmering with metallic gold under the moonlight.
For hundreds of miles around, every ten-thousand-year spirit beast prostrated on the ground, breathing softly lest they disturb the monarch undergoing metamorphosis.
"From now on, patrol in all directions—no one is to approach!"
Di Tian's voice was stern as he gave orders to the surrounding beasts.
This was their Lord's moment of breakthrough. A single interruption from a reckless human Spirit Master could ruin everything.
As time passed, faint blue liquid began seeping from the cave's rocky walls, each droplet falling with a sharp sizzling sound as it struck the ground.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Di Tian suddenly raised his head. His golden pupils reflected the heavens above—thunderclouds were forming from nowhere, twisting and churning with violet lightning that resonated with the thunder inside the cave.
"This is troublesome. The Divine Realm must have sensed that our Lord is breaking through."
Worry clouded Di Tian's expression. He did not know how to deal with this.
Among spirit beasts, his strength was unrivaled, yet against a true divine-level power, even he would stand no chance.
He could only hope that his Lord would complete her advancement before the gods descended. Otherwise, their entire spirit beast race could face annihilation.
With a flick of his wrist, two beams of light appeared before him.
One was an ancient, mysterious chessboard forged from some unknown dark material. It shimmered with eerie crimson light, and black-and-white mists surged across its squares as though two opposing worlds intertwined within it, exuding a suffocating divine aura.
The other was a golden spear glowing with overwhelming blood energy—the aura of a divine beast's might.
These two artifacts were none other than the Board of All Beings and the Golden Dragon Spear, both once acquired from the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion.
He had never used them until now—they were his hidden trump cards.
Di Tian had already grasped the board's mysterious power.
Even if a divine-level being descended upon the Douluo Continent, he could drag that entity into the pocket dimension of the Board of All Beings, forcing both of them back into a chosen point in time.
Within that space, no matter the era or the conditions, he had absolute confidence he could defeat his opponent.
Spirit beasts were inherently stronger than human Spirit Masters in physical constitution—and Di Tian, possessing the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King's lineage, bore one of the highest bloodlines among all beasts.
For him, killing a Spirit Master of equal strength would be effortless.
The only uncertainty lay in how many gods the Divine Realm might send. If it were only one, he could hold out until his Lord finished her breakthrough—perhaps even slay that god in the process.
Meanwhile, in the Divine Realm, inside the Grand Council Hall—
Nearly all the divine kings were gathered, discussing how to deal with the unusual fluctuations within the Douluo Plane.
"Hm?"
The God of Destruction suddenly felt a surge of dread in his heart.
The God of Life and the other deities sensed it too.
The God of Destruction waved his hand, and before them appeared a suspended light screen displaying the layout of each plane within the Divine Realm's domain.
The Douluo Plane's star was trembling violently.
The God of Destruction frowned deeply as he clenched his fist. "This divine energy… it's strong—and there's a disturbingly intense lightning element mixed in…"
"Could it be that another spirit beast is crossing its million-year tribulation?"
Just then, one figure rushed into the hall, tone grave as he reported, "In the spirit beast territory, the lightning element is completely berserk. Moreover, the Douluo Continent is emanating a powerful divine aura—it feels like a god-king level energy!"
"What? The Silver Dragon King is attempting a breakthrough? Impossible! Even the Dragon God at full strength never mastered the power of lightning."
The God of Life furrowed her brows in disbelief.
"This is bad."
Tang San, though uncertain, knew this was no trivial matter.
Anxiety stirred in his chest—a nagging intuition told him that all of this was no coincidence, and once again, the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion's shadow loomed behind it.
The thought made him vanish from the hall instantly. The spirit beast clan was the greatest threat to the Divine Realm. If the Silver Dragon King had truly recovered and was now transcending toward godhood, that was enough to strike fear into the gods themselves.
If she succeeded and became a God King, the Divine Realm would face a catastrophe.
The damage spirit beasts had caused before still haunted them—they could not, under any circumstances, allow such a thing to happen again.
"Let's go!"
As Tang San departed, the God of Destruction, the God of Kindness, and several others followed without hesitation, disappearing into the space leading to the Divine Realm's core.
…
In the Divine Realm Core—
The gods stood before a projection of the Douluo Continent, their focus locked on one region.
There, within the depths of the Star Dou Forest, thunder raged uncontrollably across the skies.
Tens of thousands of spirit beasts had gathered, led by Di Tian and the other fierce beasts, encircling and guarding a certain spot.
"This is bad—it's the Silver Dragon King. She's fusing the ultimate lightning power to complete her ninth element and ascend to the God King realm," said the God of Kindness, instantly understanding what was happening.
It was obvious. For the spirit beast clan to mobilize such forces, with Di Tian personally standing guard, could only mean one thing—the Silver Dragon King's critical moment of transformation.
They all knew she had already reached the half-step God King stage, mastering eight elemental powers.
Now, once she comprehended this final element, she would truly ascend as a full God King.
The realization plunged the hall into silence. None had expected this moment to arrive so soon.
"Even the Dragon God before his fall never mastered lightning. The fact that the Silver Dragon King can… this must be connected to the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion," Tang San said grimly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
He once held absolute control over both the Divine Realm and the Douluo Continent.
But since the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion's emergence, his plans had been repeatedly disrupted—his power weakened, his designs shattered.
How could he not be furious?
(END CHAPTER)
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