Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

The dragon graveyard is no longer desolate; the dragon bones that have transformed into dragon power nodes are slowly releasing a gentle dragon might, like an inextinguishable beacon.

The Myriad Dragons Continent has been reassembled. Although it has not yet fully recovered its former glory, at least... it is no longer a ruin.

There is even a new life force being nurtured in the dragon's nest—a miracle born from the combined power of the light of life and the dragon's power nodes.

The floodwaters of the Arctic Abyss have receded, revealing the fertile soil beneath.

The light particles transformed from the resting dragon warriors merged into the soil, giving rise to patches of lush green meadows and colorful wildflowers.

Although the magma in the Lava God Realm had cooled down, Qian Renshang deliberately left a small active volcano when he was repairing the laws.

The crater no longer erupts destructive lava, but instead slowly releases gentle geothermal heat, nourishing the surrounding land.

The Thunder Abyss also resumed its operation, but it was no longer a violent thunderstorm; instead, it pulsed with rhythmic lightning, like the breathing of the divine realm.

The mist that had dissipated from the illusory sea never returned. The land of corpses was cleaned up, and a huge monument was erected to commemorate all the lives lost in that catastrophe ten thousand years ago.

The ruins of the Temple of Order still stand, but no one has bothered to clean them up.

Qianrenshang said, "Keep it as a tombstone from the old era."

Meanwhile, in the lower realms of the divine realm, where the low-ranking deities who were once oppressed and neglected resided, earth-shattering changes were taking place.

"Look! Lei Yuan's lightning is weakening!"

"Not just Lei Yuan, but the laws of the entire God Realm are becoming... milder?"

"It's those two new gods! They're repairing the divine realm!"

The news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the divine realm.

Those low-ranking deities hiding in the ruins, those priests trembling in the corners of the temple, those rogue cultivators barely surviving on the fringes...

They all raised their heads and looked towards the summit of the divine realm.

They saw two figures.

A figure, clad in gold and white, wielding a long spear with four-colored light flowing from its tip, caused the shattered laws in its path to heal anew.

A dazzling white-gold light, adorned with eight-colored dragon scales, emanated from its fingertips, its life-giving light like spring rain, nourishing every inch of scorched earth.

The two stood side by side, like two newly risen suns, illuminating this world ravaged by war.

"It's...it's Lord Dragon God!"

"And the Dragon Emperor of the End!"

"They are repairing the divine realm! They are saving us!"

It's unclear who shouted it first, but soon, the entire lower realm of the divine realm was in an uproar.

The lower-ranking deities crawled out of the ruins, the wounded priests helped each other to their feet, and the rogue cultivators emerged from their hiding places...

They gazed up at the two figures atop the divine realm, their eyes filled with tears.

Not out of fear, not out of surrender.

Rather, it's because of... hope.

They haven't seen hope for far too long.

During the ten thousand years of rule by the five great god-kings, they had nothing to do but obey, endure, and eke out a living. No one cared about them, no one paid them any attention, and no one took them seriously.

But now, there are two people fighting for them.

To repair their shattered homes, to reconstruct their broken laws, to... light the first ray of light in the darkness for them.

"Lord Dragon God!"

"Your Majesty, the End!"

The sounds rose from all directions, growing louder and more synchronized.

The lower-ranking deities spontaneously gathered together and knelt down, facing the direction of the pinnacle of the divine realm.

It was not forced submission, but heartfelt support.

Gu Yuena looked at the mass of kneeling figures below, her eyes reddening.

She recalled that ten thousand years ago, when the dragon race still existed, those lower-ranking deities who followed their father god had also looked up to the dragon god in the same way.

But later, the Dragon God perished, and his followers were purged.

And now... a new era has begun.

Qian Renshang stood beside her, looking at the kneeling figures, and remained silent for a moment.

"Rise," he said, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching the ears of every deity.

"From now on, you don't have to kneel anymore."

The gods below were stunned.

No need to kneel anymore?
“The rules of the new divine realm,” Qian Renshang continued.
"No one is born superior. Whether it is a god-king or a low-ranking deity, they are all part of the divine realm."

Those who contribute will be rewarded; those who make mistakes will be punished. But there's no need for them to... kneel.

silence.

Then, someone cried.

An elderly, low-ranking priest, who had served the Temple of Life for eight thousand years, had never been given a second glance.

He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, not from sadness, but because... he was finally being treated as a human being.

“Your Majesty, the End…” His voice was hoarse.
"Thank you... thank you so much..."

Qian Renshang did not speak, but simply raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted the old priest's body.

"I told you, you don't need to kneel."

The old priest stood up shakily, wiping away tears, but with a smile on his face.

The lower-ranking deities around them also rose to their feet. As they looked at Qian Renshang and Gu Yuena, the awe in their eyes was gradually replaced by another emotion—kindness.

These two people are not high and mighty god-kings.

They are...one of our own. (End of Chapter)