Douluo: Wuhun Jiuyou Beast, inheritance of the throne of destruction

Above the sky, Ling Ye’s image of the God of Creation slowly dissipated.

"The soul beast clan should also have their own freedom and future." Ling Ye looked towards Douluo Continent and said softly.

then.

Ling Ye thought of his grandfather, parents, Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu and others.

"After becoming a god, I should go back to Douluo Continent to have a look."

Afterwards, Ling Ye's figure flashed, disappeared from the spot, and headed to Douluo Continent.

As for the gods, they cannot descend to the mortal world at will.

Sorry, this rule cannot constrain him, the God of Creation.

The current rules of the God Realm were all made by Ling Ye alone. How could they possibly restrict himself?
Moreover.

Ling Ye felt that it was very unreasonable to let the gods stay in the divine realm for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years without leaving.

Without affecting the creatures in the underworld, let the gods occasionally visit the underworld.

This is beneficial and harmless, and more humane.

……

Ling Ye's figure flashed across the sky, heading straight for Wuhun City.

in a blink.

He then descended above Wuhun City.

Bang bang bang!
Ling Ye stepped on the void, and every step caused the heaven and earth to resonate, and ripples spread.

For a while.

The blinding light was like the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, making Wuhun City look like a fairyland.

The people subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes, and after getting used to the light, they looked up.

Ling Ye was seen radiating the brilliant light of creation all over his body, with twelve chaos divine rings slowly rotating behind his head. Endless divine power spread out towards a radius of thousands of miles with him as the center.

Everywhere you go.

The air was solidified by the supreme power, and a feeling of oppression came over me.

"I, the founding emperor of the Wuhun Empire - Ling Ye, have now become the God of Creation. I am returning to my homeland to announce it to the world!"

Ling Ye's voice was like a huge bell.

Carrying endless majesty and majestic momentum, it spread throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

The sound was like the might of heaven. Every word carried the power to shock the soul. It exploded between heaven and earth and accurately fell into the ears of every living being.

In an instant.

The entire Douluo Continent was boiling.

The people of Wuhun City felt their legs go weak and they fell to their knees with a plop. Their foreheads banged heavily on the ground and their hands prostrated on the ground.

Their bodies couldn't stop shaking with excitement, and their eyes were full of awe and excitement.

"Your Majesty, your ...

The shouts that came one after another intertwined and gathered into a wave of sound that soared into the sky.

The children followed the adults in bowing their heads, pressing their little hands on the ground. Although they did not understand what was happening, they were infected by the solemn atmosphere and kept quiet.

Ordinary people in remote areas were stunned when they heard Ling Ye's voice.

Immediately.

Everyone put down the farm tools in their hands, looked terrified and pious, and slowly knelt down in the direction of Wuhun City with their hands clasped together.

I muttered to myself, expressing my gratitude for the blessings.

The members of the small forces and families on the mainland looked towards the direction of Wuhun City, and their usual arrogance and confidence were completely gone.

Instead, there is deep awe.

Afterwards, they all knelt down in unison and kowtowed to Ling Ye, the God of Creation.

"I am the Emperor of the Empire and the God of Creation. The whole world should celebrate!"

Ling Ye's voice was like the power of heaven. When he raised his hand, the majestic power of creation surged, and a lifelike golden dragon of destiny appeared out of thin air.

"hold head high--!"

The golden dragon circled and danced, roaring loudly, each roar contained endless power.

Ling Ye bestowed a force of creation on the golden dragon. The golden dragon was surrounded by golden light, and the endless life force was like a fine spring rain, sprinkling on every inch of land in Douluo Continent.

In the fields, the dry land suddenly became moist and fertile, the withered crops grew rapidly, and a good harvest came in the blink of an eye.

In the mountains and forests, flowers, plants and trees are lush and green, and all kinds of rare herbs are growing out of the ground.

Even in some places, a lot of natural treasures have grown!
In the eyes of Binghuo Liangyin, the immortal grass that had been plucked by Ling Ye began to grow again, and thousands of years of time were equivalent in just a moment.

At this moment, all things come back to life!

Not only that.

In the towns and villages, those sick people felt a warm current flowing into their bodies, and their pains disappeared instantly.

Not only did my body regain its health, but I even felt more energetic than before.

The soul masters were even more surprised. They felt the soul power in their bodies increasing rapidly and was extremely stable, stronger than what they cultivated themselves!
Many soul masters who were stuck in a bottleneck period, under the baptism of this great power, broke through their cultivation and reached a higher level of strength.

The people seemed to wake up from their dream and burst into deafening cheers.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, Lord God of Creation!"

"Your Majesty's grace, we will never forget it!"

Shouts rose one after another, spreading from Wuhun City to every corner of Douluo Continent.

Ling Ye's eyes spanned thousands of miles, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he sensed the entire continent and saw the scene of thousands of people bowing their heads in gratitude.

“Wealth and honor never return home, like a journey in the night in fine clothes, this saying is so true!”

The corners of Ling Ye's mouth rose slightly with a smug smile.

Then, with a thought, the divine power surged towards the golden dragon of luck.

The golden dragon was surrounded by a bright light, and its roar became more and more passionate, as if announcing its existence to heaven and earth, and shocking the world.

then.

Ling Ye raised his hand, and the imperial seal instantly appeared in his hand.

Under Ling Ye's control, the golden dragon slowly shrank, turned into a golden light, sank into the imperial seal, and disappeared.

This imperial seal is an object that suppresses destiny and possesses a hint of spirituality.

Now in the hands of Ling Ye, the God of Creation, it seemed to sense the impending transformation and trembled slightly.

Ling Ye's eyes were focused, and the power of creation wrapped the imperial seal layer by layer.

The divine power continued to penetrate and blend with every inch of the jade seal's texture.

For a while.

The surface of the jade seal was shining with divine light, the light was changing, and it exuded an aura of divine power.

With the infusion of the power of creation, the transformation of the imperial seal became more and more obvious.

The originally hard material seemed to be given life, becoming warm and lustrous, and the dragon patterns carved on it seemed to come alive, with bared fangs and claws, lifelike.

The jade seal was surrounded by a faint chaotic glow, and each ray of light contained endless power, as if it could tear apart the space.

"From now on, the Imperial Seal is not only a symbol of the imperial power of the Wuhun Empire, but also a divine weapon to protect the Douluo Continent!"

Ling Ye's voice echoed between heaven and earth, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

A force of creation and the power of the golden dragon of destiny were integrated into the jade seal.

When the power of creation was completely integrated with the imperial seal, the seal burst out with a light that shot up into the sky.

The light penetrated the clouds and illuminated the entire Douluo Continent.

Let every living being in every corner feel this powerful force.

The people knelt down and kowtowed once again. They knew very well that this was a precious treasure bestowed upon the continent by the God of Creation.

After the light faded.

Ling Ye waved his hand, and the imperial seal flew back to the dragon table in the palace.

At this time, the imperial seal has become a unique artifact and is very special.

As long as the Wuhun Empire faces a crisis, the Imperial Seal will automatically protect it and unleash powerful forces to resist foreign enemies.

(End of this chapter)