Is there really such a great god? Tushan Rongrong's heart wavered. She didn't believe any illusion could be so flawless that she couldn't see through it at all. However, she still didn't speak, continuing to watch the live broadcast. She needed to see the God of Hongmeng with her own eyes before making a decision.
At the same time, as Hongmeng's gaze fell, the heavens of the Douluo World underwent a transformation. The Divine Spirit was venerable and noble, supreme above all; eternal and immortal, transcending time and space. His arrival was like an emperor visiting a small city; the sky above the Wula Plain churned with storm clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. The firmament trembled. The stars swayed. A terrifying pressure emanated from the heavens, and the heavy, oppressive atmosphere felt as though the end of the world approached, on the verge of destruction.
Bibi Dong, Ah Yin, and the others trembled, excited and nervous. He had arrived. The God of Hongmeng had arrived.
This terrifying aura... they thought. Even before his descent, it's already suffocating—even more formidable and fearsome than Grandfather! This is... a god! Tang Xiao and Tang Hao recovered from their shock, their legs weak, trembling with fear. Only the two of them remained standing in the entire assembly. The terrifying pressure washed over them in relentless waves, threatening to crush them utterly.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a Divine Taoist Sound echoed between heaven and earth. No one could describe the grandeur of this divine sound, nor could anyone describe its power. As the Divine Taoist Sound resonated, everyone's mind went blank. They lost the ability to think; they lost consciousness.
THUMP.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao immediately fell to their knees. The moment the Divine Taoist Sound echoed, their spirits felt as if struck by endless assaults, subjected to relentless whipping.
Submission.
Only through submission could they feel at ease.
Only through submission could they be comfortable.
Only through submission could they find relief.
The Divine Spirit: not to be desecrated, not to be gazed upon directly, supremely exalted.
"We respectfully welcome the descent of our God!" Bibi Dong prostrated herself, her forehead pressed to the ground in utmost submission, devout and ecstatic.
BOOM!
A clap of thunder exploded. The heavens were torn asunder, a terrifying fissure stretching across the sky. A dazzling holy light emerged from the crack. Initially fine and faint as a firefly's glow, the light quickly expanded, resembling an infinite white world—boundless, sacred, and majestic. Within the holy light, a towering figure flickered in and out of view, his eyes shining like the sun and moon, splendid and vast.
When he appeared, heaven and earth sang his praise. When he appeared, all spirits bowed their heads. When he appeared, all believers felt as if they had been baptized, their bodies warm and comfortable, like the gentle sun in winter or a mother's embrace. Their bodies, their souls, their entire beings seemed to undergo sublimation and transformation. They felt at ease, comfortable, delighted, happy, and satisfied.
"Praise be to you, great God of Hongmeng!"
"Praise be to you, most exalted God of Hongmeng!"
All the believers cheered, their voices filled with excitement, devotion, and fervor.
A wisp of Hongmeng's Divine Sense materialized, pausing in the void as he looked down upon the earth. Everything between heaven and earth was laid bare before his eyes; nothing could hide, nothing remained a secret.
"Bibi Dong." Hongmeng's voice seemed to emanate from the starry sky, from the distant future—ancient and enduring, marked by the vicissitudes of ages, and filled with infinite Dao charm.
Bibi Dong knelt on the ground, her figure curvaceous and graceful. Hearing his voice, a shiver ran through her as if she were being elevated, and she replied excitedly, "Your believer, Bibi Dong, pays respects to the great God of Hongmeng!"
Looking at Bibi Dong, Hongmeng was very satisfied. This harvest was greater than all previous ones combined; therefore, a great reward was in order.
"Bibi Dong, your faith is devout, and your efforts in spreading the doctrine and offering sacrifices are commendable. I hereby appoint you as the Divine Envoy for this world, to spread the faith on my behalf!
"Additionally, I grant you one million years of cultivation, a one-million-year Soul Ring, an Asura Sword, and a set of Star Immortal Clothes!"
Hongmeng's voice was majestic, causing heaven and earth to tremble and the Great Dao to roar. As he spoke, an endless, dazzling golden light descended, merging into Bibi Dong's body. Then, under the astonished and envious gazes of everyone present, Bibi Dong's twin martial souls manifested uncontrollably. Her soul power surged, transforming into Divine Power.
Immediately, one Soul Ring after another began to condense around her. These Soul Rings underwent rapid changes; in less than a single breath, all of them transformed into red 100,000-year Soul Rings. Then, they continued to evolve. In just two breaths, they became platinum-gold one-million-year Soul Rings.
Following that, the final two Soul Rings for each of Bibi Dong's twin martial souls condensed—these were God-level Soul Rings. This also marked Bibi Dong's ascension to godhood. Surrounded by a total of twenty platinum-gold Soul Rings, Bibi Dong's body floated into the air, hovering aloft like a heavenly Goddess. She was noble, sacred, stunningly beautiful, and perfect.
Not bad, Hongmeng nodded inwardly in approval. He then reached out and grasped, pulling the Asura Sword and its inheritance—which belonged to the God of Asura—from the City of Slaughter. He casually wiped away the God of Asura's brand and infused the God of Asura's divine rank into Bibi Dong's body.
As the divine rank was infused, Bibi Dong's cultivation level soared: Level Three God, Level Two God, Level One God, Divine King. It only stopped when she reached the peak of the Divine King realm.
Simultaneously, Hongmeng reached into the starry sky, grasping stars and refining them into a set of blue immortal robes, as beautiful and ethereal as the galaxy itself.
WHOOSH!
A flash of light, and the blue immortal robes draped over Bibi Dong, making her appear like an Immortal from the heavens.
Finally, Hongmeng expended 10,000 units of Origin Power to recast and evolve the Asura Sword into the Asura God Sword. The Asura God Sword descended before Bibi Dong. With her current cultivation level, complemented by the Star Immortal Clothes and the Asura God Sword, she was now invincible in this world.
Bibi Dong knelt in the void. Taking the Asura God Sword with trembling hands, she said in a quivering voice, "Thank you, my God, for your divine grace!"
As Hongmeng finished his pronouncements, the avatar manifested by his Divine Sense dissipated. Endless holy light showered down, the two largest clusters falling onto two Douluo Soul Elders. These two Douluo Soul Elders were filled with explosive energy, instantly becoming Level 99 Limit Douluos, their nine red 100,000-year Soul Rings dazzling and eye-catching. The remaining holy light fell upon tens of thousands of common people. Everyone suddenly felt light; all their ailments vanished, and they appeared ten years younger.
"Praise be to you, great God of Hongmeng!"
"Praise be to you, Supreme God of Hongmeng!"
Everyone was overcome with excitement and gratitude. Their devotion surged once more, and the two Douluo Soul Elders even showed signs of becoming Fanatical Believers.
In the sky, Ah Yin, the Blue Silver King, and a host of Divine Beasts entered the fissure in the firmament, vanishing in the blink of an eye. Peace returned to the world, as if everything had been but a dream.
How is this possible? How can such a god exist in this world? Tang Hao and Tang Xiao stood with vacant expressions, gazing up at the sky where Bibi Dong, adorned with the Star Immortal Clothes and wielding the Asura God Sword, appeared like a peerless Goddess. Then they looked at the two Level 99 Limit Douluos before them, each possessing nine identical 100,000-year Soul Rings. Their entire worldview had been shattered. Is this what a god is? Are gods truly that powerful? Able to capture stars and moons with a wave of their hand, even creating another god?
"Everyone, that concludes today's live broadcast. I'll be taking my leave now!" Bibi Dong's consciousness entered the chat group. After greeting everyone, she closed the live broadcast.
She turned to Tang Hao and Tang Xiao and ordered, "Seal Mountain, Seal Sea, apprehend those two."
"Yes, Divine Envoy!" Seal Mountain and Seal Sea were invigorated. A power they had never felt before boiled within them, yet it all still felt unreal. Level 99 Limit Douluos, each with nine 100,000-year Soul Rings—they couldn't have dreamed of such a thing in the past. And all this was because of the God of Hongmeng. Their gazes grew even more devout.
They showed no courtesy towards Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, the heretics who had previously attempted to disrupt the sacrificial ritual. Unfortunately for Seal Mountain and Seal Sea, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had no desire to resist at that moment. Their capture was so easy it left the two new Limit Douluos feeling somewhat unfulfilled.
"Set out. We return to Soul Hall." Bibi Dong said little more, leading everyone back. She intended to take control of Soul Hall and spread the glory of the Upper God to every corner of the world.
What she did not know was that Hongmeng's arrival had already thrown the Douluo Divine Realm into turmoil. All its deities were on high alert, their gazes fixed upon the Douluo Continent.