Chapter 477 - 476: Dividing the Battlefield
The golden Dragon King stood, surrounded by four figures. One was a white-haired girl whose hair reached her ankles, her eyes carrying the weight of ages, giving her an ethereal and ancient aura. She merely stood quietly, and the flow of time around her began to grow chaotic. — The Ruler of Time, Istaroth.
Another was a petite girl with blue hair flickering like flames, wearing an imperial crown. — The Goddess of Law, Cerydra.
There was a beautiful woman with long black hair, her beauty reminiscent of a siren, exuding an awe-inspiring and dignified temperament. — The Goddess of the Sea, Hysilens.
The last was a holy and stunning woman in a splendid dress with short golden hair. — The Goddess of Romance, Aglaea.
Gu Yuena was not alone. The Golden Dragon King, though in truth, he was truly alone in spirit. The great war was about to erupt.
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On the other side of the Divine Realm battlefield, at the core stage—
"Come, Tang San. Let us fight."
Lu Jingming gripped a strangely shaped lance of black and white. The tip of the spear bore a red eye, covered in blood, its point aimed at a God-King driven completely mad. The riding spear shone half with holy white light, able to both create and heal all things, while the other half was wreathed in dead, lifeless aura, capable of stealing life and turning all to decay. It was the black abyss and white flower.
"Kill... kill... kill!! Kill! Kill them all... that traitor!!"
Tang San's words were incoherent, his mouth unconsciously repeating syllables thick with killing intent and hatred. Within the God-King's body, the power of Asura blazed more fiercely than ever before. The Asura Demon Sword in his hand seemed to weep with the cries of billions of wronged souls, not an illusion, but the true resentment of every being the sword had slain since its creation.
"Roar—!!!"
With a beastly howl no human could make, Tang San's figure vanished in an instant. The next moment, a thousand-foot-long bloody sword energy, condensed purely from the Law of Slaughter, slashed down at Lu Jingming like a crimson river pouring from the heavens, carrying the terrifying power to exterminate all life.
There was no technique in this strike, only the God-King, utterly mad, unleashing the purest, most primal destructive force. Facing this sword, even the mightiest God-King would pale.
Yet Lu Jingming's face still wore that gentle smile. The black abyss and white flower in his hand trembled slightly. In an instant, a withered field spread out around him like ink spreading in clear water. The moment the unstoppable sword energy entered this dying battlefield, the accompanying Asura divine power rapidly withered, decayed, and vanished as quickly as a burst balloon.
By the time the sword energy reached Lu Jingming, its power had already weakened by more than ninety percent. With a gentle flick of the black abyss and white flower, he deflected the strike.
"Clang!"
With a sharp sound, the terrifying sword energy that had once torn the Divine Realm shattered like fragile glass, dispersing into countless points of red light.
"Is this all? How disappointing, Tang San…" Lu Jingming shook his head, sighing with a hint of playful disappointment.
"Ah!!"
Failing to land a blow only drove Tang San deeper into madness. His figure appeared around Lu Jingming from all sides, the Asura Demon Sword in hand unleashing a rain of bloody sword shadows from every devious and ruthless angle, desperately hacking at Lu Jingming. Each shadow held enough power to easily bring down a first-class god.
But Lu Jingming simply stood there, unmoving.
"Thunder and lightning, heed my command," he said calmly.
In an instant, countless purple-black bolts of violent thunder appeared from the void, turning the air around him into a sea of lightning. The bloody sword shadows, the moment they entered this sea, fizzled and were broken down into primordial energy particles by the thunder.
Even the rare sword shadows that cut through the lightning failed to leave a scratch on Lu Jingming's black trench coat.
"Too slow."
Lu Jingming's figure vanished from the sea of lightning, appearing behind Tang San the next moment.
"Too weak."
The black abyss and white flower in his hand, symbolizing the end of holy life, gently brushed Tang San's back. In an instant, a vast, overwhelming divine force poured into Tang San's body. It was a force that should heal all things, but for Tang San, lost to madness and consumed by Asura divine power, it acted as the fiercest catalyst, threatening to make him explode.
"Boom—!!!"
Tang San was struck hard, vomiting a torrent of divine blood. As his will slipped out of control, the two divine powers within him began to violently clash. Yet, after all, Tang San was a dual God-King.
"Ah—!!!"
In excruciating pain, he mustered his last strength to forcefully expel the life power that had invaded his body.
"That was a good fight."
Lu Jingming nodded in satisfaction, though his eyes grew colder.
"Now, let me show you what true power is."
He released the black abyss and white flower, letting it float in the air, then slowly raised his right hand.
"Reality manifests here.
Key of Destruction—Divine Judgment of Heavenly Fire."
As his words fell, a voice that didn't belong to this world echoed in the void. Two beautiful crimson guns appeared out of thin air, falling into his hands.
"Bang! Bang!"
Without hesitation, Lu Jingming pulled the triggers. Two terrifying fireballs, compressed to the extreme, trailed long tails of flame like miniature suns as they blasted towards Tang San.
Tang San's pupils shrank; from those fireballs, he sensed "heat" and "light" that could incinerate everything. He dared not ignore it, crossing the Asura Demon Sword and Sea God's Trident before his chest, pushing his divine power to the utmost.
"Rumble—!!!!"
In this moment, it seemed as though two suns had risen over the Divine Realm. Endless light and heat enveloped the battlefield. Tang San's figure was blown away by the explosion. His God-King armor was scorched red, with molten traces in places. But this was only the beginning.
"Key of Devouring—Star of Eden."
Lu Jingming's voice rang out again. The heavenly fire vanished, replaced by a deep blue sphere. He aimed the Star of Eden at Tang San, who had yet to steady himself in the air.
"Gravity shall crown you."
"Buzz—!"
An invisible, irresistible force descended instantly upon Tang San. The space around him twisted and collapsed. Under the terrifying gravity that could crush a planet, even his God-King body creaked and groaned in protest.
"Aaah!"
Tang San desperately summoned his divine power to resist, but his body was uncontrollably drawn toward the singularity created by the Star of Eden.
In that instant—
"Key of Binding—Judas's Oath."
Lu Jingming's voice sounded a third time. An enormous, radiant golden cross appeared in the air behind Tang San. The next moment, countless chains of pure energy shot out from the cross, binding Tang San. These chains not only restrained his body, but also sealed his divine power, causing his once-mighty Asura divine power to falter.
Gravity, sealing, and the black abyss and white flower hovering nearby—symbols of life and decay—glared at him like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Lu Jingming, alone, had completely suppressed the dual God-King.
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At the edge of the battlefield—
The Demon Empress, who had been split in half by Tang San's sword, was slowly regenerating under the continuous power of the Pantheon, visibly recovering. There was no retreat in her eyes, only a stronger killing intent. She was waiting, waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow to Tang San.
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Elsewhere, on another battlefield—
Facing Jingliu, the Evil God Ji Dong and the Kind God Lie Yan locked eyes, finding a hint of gravity in each other's gaze.
"Who are you? Why have you invaded my Divine Realm?" Ji Dong asked in a low voice. The black and red demonic flames in his hand condensed into a throbbing sword of fire.
"You shall not pass," Jingliu replied simply.
"How arrogant!"
Ji Dong and Lie Yan wasted no more words. As twin protagonists of their former world, they shared a deep, tacit understanding. Their flames struck out as one—black and gold, representing good and evil—merging in the air into a pillar of gray-white fire, blasting at Jingliu.
This was their strongest joint attack since joining forces, enough to make any God-King flinch. Yet Jingliu didn't even blink. She slowly raised her sword, then gently waved it forward.
In that instant, Ji Dong and Lie Yan saw the world lose all color. All they could see was a cold sword light, beyond words, beyond comprehension—transcending both time and space. When they saw the sword light, it was already too late; the pillar of gray-white fire, capable of burning the Divine Realm, was sliced neatly in two. The cut was mirror-smooth, with not a trace of energy leakage.
Immediately after, the sword light in the void multiplied—one became two, two became four, four became an endless blizzard of radiant sword shadows. Each sword shadow carried freezing cold and the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
"Clang! Clang! Clang—!!!"
Ji Dong and Lie Yan were instantly engulfed by the storm. All they could do was wield their weapons desperately against the endless sword shadows attacking from every direction. The two God-Kings were completely suppressed by this unknown woman—not by raw strength, but by pure, overwhelming swordsmanship. Not once could they mount a proper counterattack; any offensive angle was already sealed off by a dozen cunning, deadly sword lights.
This woman wasn't simply fighting with power—she was the very embodiment of swordsmanship.
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On the Golden Dragon King's battlefield, the situation was even more dire.
"Boom!"
The Golden Dragon King had just smashed a giant wave conjured by Hysilens with his dragon claw, but Istaroth's domain of slowed time had already descended, making his lightning-fast movements sluggish as if in slow motion.
In the next instant, Gu Yuena's silver Dragon Spear pierced his chest with the power to erase all elements.
"Ugh!"
Golden dragon blood splattered. Before he could retaliate in anger, a sword of judgment forged by Law appeared silently above his head and slashed down with a thunderous roar. The Golden Dragon King could only roll on the ground in embarrassment, barely evading the blow. Yet one of his dragon horns was still sliced into small shards. It was truly pitiful. As half of the mighty Dragon God, the embodiment of power itself, he was now surrounded and humiliated.
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"What is this...?!"
In the distance, the Heavenly Emperor Tian Hen, the Immortal Emperor Hai Long, and other God-Kings from other worlds, who had maintained their neutrality, looked at each other in astonishment.
"Should we... intervene?" the God of Death asked hesitantly.
"Intervene? Who would we help? The Douluo Divine Realm?"
Heavenly Emperor Tian Hen gave a bitter smile. "We have no blood ties with them, and right now, we can't even tell friend from foe."
Just as they hesitated—
"Hey, it's been a long time. Well, for you, I suppose we should have met even sooner."