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Gu Yue and Na'er are like this, as is the Abyss Saint King; they are among the best of the best.

The cane, stripped of its ancient bark, reveals the veins of life and steps forward. Life fills the void in that emptiness, and crops grow in the barren abyss!

Even if the Golden Tree is not good at fighting, it is still a second-level god. Even though the Douluo Continent is in decline, it is still at the top level below the God Realm.

The wind sweeps away the clouds, and autumn colors are evenly divided!

"It's simple, just kill you before that happens."

At some unknown time, the ancient star appeared before the Dharma image, as insignificant as an ant, yet more conspicuous than the Dharma image itself.

Looking around, the four heads are shrouded in clouds and mist, with their hands in front of their abdomens and each of their six arms holding a ritual implement, lined up in a row.

Within the body of the Thousand-Year Star, the myriad stars evolved from the three soul cores, summoning tangible star trails. Intricate yet simple patterns appeared, resonating and shimmering with the power derived from the Dharma Image.

Knowing that his cultivation level was not as divine as that of the Underworld Emperor Jin Lao, and that he did not have the backup hidden energy of Gu Yue.

Thus, the coiled dragon staff was surrounded by a light, gauze-like luster, its momentum as strong as a bamboo shoot growing.

The body of Qian Gu Xing Ci dissipated like smoke and merged into the Dharma form, governing the ruler, ministers, assistants, and envoys.

In the warm embrace, all the power obeyed the command of the ancient star verses.

Soul spirits, divine artifacts, self-created soul skills, spiritual domains, soul bones, battle armor... each has its own function, with the martial soul as the ruler.

The long staff transforms into a bridge connecting contradictions, giving birth to the tears of stars, the rebirth of death, and the gradual end, like lovers separated by heaven and earth meeting under the medium.

Meanwhile, under a boundless sea of ​​stars, time and space were no longer in balance, and the movement of the Abyss Saint King was futile. As soon as the Dragon Clan's super artifact, the Ascending Dragon Pillar, appeared, it approached the Abyss Saint King with lightning speed.

Pierced into the chest!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Golden Tree Spirit escaped and joined Halosa, a third-level god who ruled the underworld, on the bridge that rendered opposing attributes powerless. Life and death entered an endless cycle of reincarnation, a scene imbued with a sense of both hatred and love.

Gu Yue and Na'er's twin dragons unleashed their divine power once more, with creation and destruction following the two drops of starlight tears.

"Om-"

Three enormous and magnificent divine halos nested one within the other, the chants of the underworld imbued with life, the sword blade lengthened with the integration of the Staff of Life, and boundless power thrust it straight into the spine of the Abyss Saint King.

The Abyss Saint King's body began to disintegrate from his limbs, his hands and feet becoming hollow...

The twin dragons transformed from Gu Yue and Na'er were positioned at the outermost edge of the divine ring, and their Dharma forms naturally occupied the core without appearing abrupt at all.

The six palms stood out like a peacock spreading its tail feathers in public, forming a mysterious mark as if the Thousand-Hand Guanyin had been reincarnated.

A star-shaped sword slowly appeared in the center, and the divine ring suddenly returned to its original state, tracing from the hilt to the tip of the sword. Each step it took seemed to remove the seal of mortal dust from the precious sword.

Five Gods, Bonds, Sword of Judgment!

The divine artifact's spirit is divine, possessing wisdom no less than any other life form. The Heavenly Saint Abyss-Splitting Halberd, attempting to cry out "Stop harming my lord!", heads straight for the cross of the Abyss Saint King.

With merely a casual encounter, the Sword of Judgment regarded the Heavenly Sacred Rift as nothing.

The Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd ignores defense, but it was defeated because it was too weak to be ignored by the enemy!

The weapons crumbled inch by inch, and the fragments of the divine artifact served as excellent nourishment for the five who were bound by their bond, melting instantly in their mouths.

The Abyss Saint King knew the principle of the loser eating dust, but the pride of never having been defeated ignited the last of his divine body and divine power, and all the power of the dead abyss creatures returned to their rightful place.

The Abyss Lord, who created all abyssal creatures, is imprisoned on the cross in the cycle of life, death, and reincarnation, reenacting the sacred scene depicted in the church.

Faced with the judgment of the gods, his spine shattered, yet he held his pale head high with unyielding spirit, his eerie eyes devoid of white, utterly black.

The final, devastating spear of abyss destruction grew wildly from its own flesh and blood, while the abyssal creatures below, who had died from level nine and ten soul tools, transformed into swathes of dark clouds to aid the broken Holy Lord!

As humanity ceased their battle and the clouds in the sky dissipated, several valiant warriors who had fought for Douluo were revealed.

The Golden Tree Spirit is known to the powerful, while Harosa is imagined by many to be a being opposed to Elder Jin.

The identity of Hades Douluo remains hidden, yet a great Confucian scholar debates with him!

The appearance of the Radiant Dragon King and the Youthful Dragon God did not seem to cause any surprise. Chen Xinjie glanced sideways at the Black Dragon Claw that had crushed a Limit Douluo demigod-level being with a single blow.

It's not entirely unexpected that the collapsed psychological defenses will experience further aftershocks!

Chapter 267 The Everlasting East Wind of Selective Amnesia Patients

The crimson spear of the abyss flowed like a river into the sea, leaving not a single cloud on the Star Sword of Judgment.

The Sword of Judgment was so close yet so far; the Abyss Saint King, in a daze, saw his chest through the hole in the palm.

The Abyss Saint King... beheaded!

The situation over the past millennium has changed dramatically, with different strategies for offense and defense!

The abyssal creatures vanished like specks of fluorescent light; the stronger kings could only hold out for a little longer.

However, the wrath of the strong is not so easily appeased, and they vie to stain their bodies with the merit of bloodshed.

The three divine rings changed, and the core of the formation transformed into the Golden Tree Spirit.

In an instant, the old man's muscles became fuller, and he supported a dark blue planet outside the Douluo plane with one palm.

The relaxed wrinkles under his eyes were filled with the madness before his meal. The lord of the abyss plane had died and gone to heaven. The plane itself would be his final solace.

Three spears, a coiled dragon staff, and a beautiful cross sword were stuck in the body of the Abyss Saint King.

The legacy of a first-level god is an invaluable treasure, and even Gu Yue would benefit greatly from devouring it.

A gentle rain fell from the sky, and the cemetery where the Blood God Legion heroes, who had fought countless battles against overwhelming odds, lay blooming with flowers of solace. Meanwhile, those who perished in this battle lay beneath the giant hand of the life core…

regeneration!

The sublimation of the plane was reflected in everyone's body. The cloudy eyes of the elderly faded and became clear, the seriously ill regained their radiance, and the soul masters with half a level of innate soul power broke through the level 30 bottleneck in the blink of an eye!

However, the most excited person was someone else, who had discovered a barrier that was previously considered rather bland.

A god-level being, similar to the Demon Emperor!

Those who have climbed their whole lives finally see the road ahead, and while their bodies still allow, their journey forward never stops.

Qian Gu Die Ting and Chen Xin Jie finally saw the light of day after the storm. If it weren't for the great battle that had taken its toll on their condition, they could have easily reached godhood after a short rest.

However, the principle of one generation replacing the old is an eternal truth, and the aura emanating from Qian Gu Xing Ci was baring its fangs and claws in the quasi-god realm.

Wait patiently for the right moment, and emerge from your cocoon like a butterfly!

Tears of envy streamed from the corner of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King's mouth. The reason why soul beasts could not become gods was not because the plane could not bear it, but because of the suppression engraved in their bones and blood.

After Gu Yue merged with a portion of the Dragon God's bloodline, the suppression was somewhat reduced. Perhaps when the Dragon God reappears, he will get what he wants.

The Di Tianling ferocious beast gang stood proudly behind Gu Yue. After all, some things had to be shown to the public, and cooperating with soul beasts was nothing to be ashamed of.

Do you not know the original intention behind the establishment of the Spirit Pagoda...?

The patient with selective amnesia, Qian Gu Dongfeng, in a moment of quick thinking, kept saying that he was following ancestral rules. Some people couldn't help but grumble in their hearts, "But we didn't see him mention that when the Qian Gu family was in a dictatorship!"

People are hypocritical. The families within the Spirit Pagoda have benefited greatly, and at this time, no one is foolish enough to turn against the powerful Qian Gu Dong Feng.

The Spirit Pagoda has never restricted the sale of souls, and this high wall is far from collapsing.

Moreover, the involvement of ferocious beasts like Di Tian alleviated their pressure, so humans cannot pursue this matter.

Above, two colossal dragons, capable of commanding the mighty Emperor Tian to submit, exuded an air of mystery…

Qian Gu Dongfeng wiped away his cold sweat from an angle no one noticed; this surprise, if not handled properly, could turn into a shock.

If he's not senile yet, then it seems to be Gu Yue and Na'er.

With the reality of Di Tian's submission before him, he could no longer deceive himself into believing that it was the true form of a Beast Soul Master's Martial Soul.

When I first met Gu Yue and Na'er, they were just minor figures. Yet they were able to hide their identities under the noses of a long list of Title Douluos in the Spirit Pagoda. How powerful and majestic must they have been before they started their cultivation?

Looking at his nephew's delighted expression, was it a case of love between two people overcoming all difficulties, or was it someone who knew everything?

But these are things that should be verified privately. The Spirit Pagoda must either distance itself from the matter and remain aloof, or confirm the relationship and occupy the moral high ground.

Clearly, the tower master chose the latter, and Di Tian's lack of denial relieved him.

No one would dare to confront a god-level expert face-to-face, and they would avoid doing so behind their backs to prevent future grudges.

A powerful sound suddenly arose from the silent battlefield, and images appeared before the eyes of all living beings.

"I am the spirit of the Douluo plane / I am the core of Douluo life. Today, the two of us are here to set things right."

A figure shrouded in colorful clouds appeared beside the Golden Tree Spirit, its appearance and figure indistinct.

Its aura was somewhat weaker compared to the peak of the Golden Tree Spirit.

Spirit of the Dimension.

The method chosen by these two was... an immediate execution.

Suddenly, a burly man with matted hair, a stubble beard, and an unkempt appearance appeared kneeling before the judge.

A dark gold hammer lay scattered about, its jagged cracks signaling an earth-shattering battle raging in an unknown corner.

"Twenty thousand years ago, Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, and his wife, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, committed the crime of inhumanity and injustice."

"Deities are forbidden from descending to the mortal realm; this is explicitly prohibited by the divine realm..."

Tang Hao cried out, "This is the arrangement of my son, the Sea God and Asura God Tang San! You cannot..."

"So it was Tang San who did it. The hierarchy in the God Realm is very strict. For a mere god to act so presumptuously, it seems you'll have to be charged with disloyalty as well."

The spirit of the plane spoke like thunder, leaving Tang Hao in a dilemma.

This was followed by a few whispers of discussion.

The power of faith serves as a bridge, connecting the hearts of believers with the faith itself.

The Haotian Sect's doubts enraged Tang Hao, but the Great Hammer Clan had a rare moment of inspiration.

"You've made this place public?!"

Tang Hao, who had originally intended to seek a powerful backer, was now sweating profusely. The Douluo Continent involved the dual-god faith of his mistress, and his actions had exposed him in a way that left him speechless.

"Sinners from other planes, shouldn't they be tried in public?"

The spirit of the plane placed a giant hand, which transformed into a claw, on Tang Hao's head.

A scroll drawn from memory slowly unfolds, revealing a man with flowing, sea-blue hair in Tang Hao's view. He is so handsome that his gender is indistinguishable, and his species is unknown.

"Father."

Tang San, who came from a feudal society, had a deep respect for his parents.