Douluo Continent: The Golden List is Revealed, and the Holy Spirit Puni Subdues Evil Spirits

Chapter 72 The Divine Realm Will Be Your... Final Prison

The divine realm, the central hub of the divine realm.

The five god-kings who held power in the divine realm remained silent at this moment.

Through the water mirror, they clearly witnessed everything that had just happened.

How could the "Twilight of the Sea God," which was powerful enough to shake the God King, be so easily and completely erased by a seemingly insignificant stream of light, as if wiping away dust?

A deathly silence enveloped the magnificent temple, and the air was thick with a sense of oppression that even the gods found unsettling.

After a long while, the God of Evil slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his voice carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"That move was very powerful..."

The God of Kindness nodded slightly, his exquisite face filled with solemnity.

"What Shura said before was absolutely true!"

"The power this child wields is no longer within the realm of the lower realms; its essence... may even surpass the fundamental laws of the divine realm."

The destructive intent surrounding the God of Destruction fluctuated uncontrollably.

His deep voice carried a subtle tremor that even he himself was unaware of.

"That light could actually travel so far, it made me tremble with fear!"

"This boy's strength is no weaker than that of a God-King!"

The goddess of life gently grasped the hand of the god of destruction, her eyes filled with worry and compassion.

"That Holy Spirit power is not simply destruction, but more like a kind of 'modification' and 'overwriting' of established rules."

"If he so desires, the laws governing the existence of the divine realm may also be 'modified' by him."

The Asura God, who had been silent all along, had a sharp glint in his blood-red eyes.

He finally spoke in a deep voice, confirming the suspicions that the other four God-Kings were unwilling to believe.

"Now you should understand! What I said before was not a joke!"

The gazes of the five god-kings turned to the light screen once more, landing on the figure standing calmly atop the ruins.

I had some doubts about the warning from the Asura God.

The smoke has now cleared, replaced by an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Their gaze was fixed on the water mirror.

Lin Tian stood calmly amidst the ruins.

They knew that the Asura God was not exaggerating.

This being is named Lin Tian.

It contains enormous variables that could shake the very foundations of the divine realm.

"This child must not be kept!"

The god of evil broke the silence first, his voice resolute.

"The longer he exists, the more he disrupts the rules of the lower realm, and the speed at which his power grows is unknown!"

"We must find a way to solve this so that the hierarchy system in Douluo Continent can return to normal!"

The Goddess of Kindness frowned deeply.

"However, its power is inherently strange. If it were to descend to the lower realm rashly, we would be restricted by the laws and unable to fully unleash our strength. We fear that we will not be able to achieve our goal, and we may even... repeat the mistakes of Ragnarok."

Her words highlighted the biggest dilemma.

Playing on someone else's home turf, facing such an overwhelming force, they had no guarantee of victory.

The God of Destruction's aura surged, and his destructive intent clashed violently, ultimately transforming into a low, unwilling roar.

"Are we just going to let this threat grow?!"

"You must understand, the other party is someone who has undergone the test of the Creator God!"

In the eyes of the goddess of life, the radiance of life shimmered, tinged with worry.

"Forcibly interfering with the lower realms will trigger a severe backlash from the laws of nature, potentially affecting countless beings across different planes..."

Just as the debate was at a standstill, the Asura God, who had been silently watching the light screen, slowly raised his head.

His blood-red eyes no longer held simple killing intent, but rather a deep light interwoven with decisiveness and ruthlessness.

“There is a place,”

The Asura God's voice was cold and clear, like a sharp sword piercing the silence.

"You can let us...do whatever we want."

The gazes of the other four god-kings instantly focused on him.

The Asura God continued, each word carrying the weight of blood. "Guide him to the realm of gods."

Upon hearing this, there was a slight pause within the temple.

The Asura God looked around at his four companions and explained.

"In the realm of gods, we are not bound by the laws of the lower realm and can unleash our full power!"

"More importantly, we can use the power of the central authority of the divine realm to mobilize the very essence of the laws of the entire divine realm for suppression!"

"At that time, with the combined strength of the five of us and the blessing of the divine realm's essence, we will lay down an inescapable net!"

"No matter how strange his power is, under this absolute home-field advantage and overwhelming power level, he can only be forcibly suppressed!"

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the evil god.

"Luring them into a trap...using the central hub of the divine realm...indeed, this is currently the only feasible method, and also the one with the greatest chance of success."

The God of Kindness and the Goddess of Life exchanged a glance, seeing the solemnity and a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

But in the end, they slowly nodded.

For the survival of the divine realm, some risks must be taken, and some methods must be employed.

The God of Destruction's aura of destruction receded, transforming into extreme cold.

"Then... let's prepare a grand 'welcome ceremony' for him in the realm of gods."

With the plan finalized, the wills of the five great god-kings instantly became unified.

A net of suppression targeting Lin Tian, ​​with the entire God Realm as its stage, began to be slowly woven.

The Asura God glanced one last time at Lin Tian in the light screen, his blood-red eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"Come on, Lin Tian!"

"The realm of gods will be your... final prison."

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Lin Tian strode toward Tang San, who was leaning against the broken wall, his breath as faint as a candle in the wind.

His footsteps were clearly audible in the silence, like the tolling of a death knell.

"stop!"

Several angry shouts rang out at the same time!

In mid-air, the phantoms of several second-level deities, including the Sea God, the God of Speed, and the God of War, shone brightly.

Even though it was just a phantom, they absolutely could not stand by and watch Tang San perish.

With a surge of divine power, he was about to make a move regardless of the consequences!
However, just as their divine power was about to manifest as an illusion!
"Buzz!"

A pressure far greater and more fundamental than the one that had imprisoned Ning Rongrong and Oscar before spread silently from Lin Tian's center.

This pressure is not directed at the physical body, but rather acts directly on the soul and the very essence of existence!
The phantom images of several deities in the sky froze instantly!

The divine power radiating from their bodies seemed to freeze like flames, suddenly becoming stagnant, unable to emit even the slightest fluctuation.

They tried to struggle, but felt that their will and divinity were being held down by an invisible, supreme force.

They could only watch helplessly, unable to even muster a shred of anger.

Lin Tian didn't even look up at them.

He continued walking towards Tang San without stopping.

Just then, a pink figure, filled with determination, staggered over, spread her arms, and stood firmly in front of Tang San.

It's Xiao Wu.

Her clothes were already torn, and her pale face was covered in blood and dust.

Those once lively rabbit eyes were now filled with tears, yet burning with an unwavering determination.

She watched Lin Tian approach step by step, her voice trembling with fear and determination, yet still clear.

"No...you mustn't hurt him!"

Lin Tian finally stopped, his gaze falling on Xiao Wu's tear-streaked, pitiful face.

His eyes were unwavering, devoid of pity, only a bottomless indifference.

He tilted his head slightly, seemingly finding it somewhat amusing, and a faint, almost cruel smile curved his lips.

“I’m not like those,”

He paused, his tone carrying an undisguised sarcasm.

"A saint who can't bring herself to lay a hand on a woman."

(End of this chapter)