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

"He fled in the direction of the 'river of time'."

Gu Yuena looked towards the deepest part of the divine realm, where there was an area shrouded in mist, impenetrable even to the Dragon God's senses.
"That's the source of the spacetime turbulence, and even the five great god-kings at their peak didn't dare to easily set foot there. Chasing after them... is too risky."

She paused, then added, "And we have more important things to do."

Qian Renshang followed her gaze and looked around the God Realm.

There, countless gods were kneeling on the ground.

Some were wailing, some were trembling, and some were waiting for judgment in despair.

The divine army has completely collapsed, with more than half of the three thousand divine generals killed or wounded, and the Destroyer and the Asura Killer have lost more than 70%.

Those who were still alive lay prostrate in the ruins, not daring to lift their heads.

It wasn't out of loyalty, but out of fear.

They didn't know how the new god would deal with them.

In the realm of gods, the defeated have no dignity, no rights, and not even the right to live.

This is an ironclad rule established by the five great god-kings, and it is also the "order" they have followed for ten thousand years.

And now, this ironclad rule... is about to backfire on them.

"Indeed." Qian Renshang sheathed his spear, the four-colored light merging into the spear shaft.
"Take care of these first... it's not too late to find the few who slipped through the net later."

He turned to face the army of gods prostrate on the ground.

There was no exertion of pressure, no deliberate intimidation.

I just stood there, calmly watching them.

But even this simple gaze sent a shiver down the spines of all the gods.

That was the Dragon Emperor's natural suppression of all things—not slaughter, but judgment.

"Raise your heads, everyone."

Qian Renshang spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every deity.

The gods trembled, but none dared to disobey.

They slowly raised their heads and looked at the new god standing at the pinnacle of the divine realm.

Fear, despair, pleading, bewilderment... a mix of emotions mingled in their eyes.

“Among you,” Qian Renshang’s gaze swept over everyone,

"Who wants to be buried with destruction, Asura, and evil?"

Dead silence.

No one dared to answer.

After a long silence, an elderly divine general finally mustered his courage and said in a trembling voice:
"M-My lord...we were just...just following orders...if we disobey the God-King's command...we...we will die too..."

He couldn't continue speaking; he just kept kowtowing.

Qian Renshang looked at the old general with a full head of white hair and the bloodstains on his forehead, and remained silent for a moment.

Then he said something that stunned everyone: "Get up. I won't kill you."

The old god suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"No...don't kill?" His voice was hoarse.
"My lord...you...you're telling the truth?"

"Why would I need to lie to you?" Qian Renshang retorted.

The gods looked at each other, and then... someone started to cry.

It wasn't tears of joy, but rather the collapse of someone who had survived a catastrophe.

Those iron-blooded generals who had fought in the armies of the gods for ten thousand years were now weeping like children.

They thought they were doomed, that the new god would execute them in the cruelest way possible as a warning to others.

But Qian Renshang simply said four words: I won't kill you.

"But the crimes you have committed will not be forgotten."

Qian Renshang's tone shifted abruptly, his voice turning cold.

"Those who participated in the attack on us, those whose hands are stained with the blood of the dragon, those who acted as accomplices to evil... must all be brought to justice."

He paused for a moment: "But the way to settle scores is not through killing, but through trial. Everyone should be punished according to the amount of their crimes."

Those whose sins do not warrant death should atone for them while they live. Those whose sins deserve death…

His gaze swept over several sinister figures in the crowd—these were the confidants of the evil god, executioners who had participated in the slaughter of dragon cubs.

"Not a single one will escape."

The figures' expressions changed drastically as they tried to flee, but Gu Yuena simply raised her hand, and several dragon soul chains emerged from the void, binding them tightly and dragging them before her.

“You…” one of them shouted hoarsely.
"You promised you wouldn't kill!"

"I meant not killing those who surrender," Qian Renshang said calmly.
"Did you... surrender?"

The man was speechless.

Gu Yuena looked at these people, a cold killing intent flashing in her golden and silver eyes.

She could sense the dragon's resentment emanating from these people—at least a hundred young dragons had died at their hands.

"Imprison her in the Dragon Tomb," she said coldly.
"Let those dragon souls...judge them themselves."

The group, their faces ashen, were dragged into the void by the dragon soul chains.

After dealing with these matters, Qian Renshang turned his gaze to the distant realm of the gods.

There, too, were countless gods watching the battle.

They were not members of the divine army, but ordinary deities from various temples in the divine realm, including third-level divine officials, low-ranking divine soldiers, rogue cultivators, and hermits.

They didn't participate in the battle at all; they just watched from a distance.

Watching the God-Slaying Array activate, watching the divine army besiege, watching the God of Kindness betray and perish, watching the true form of the Dragon God descend, watching the Dragon Emperor of the End be born...

As the old order crumbles and a new god is crowned... (End of Chapter)