Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life exchanged a glance, and with remarkable tacit understanding, they simultaneously grasped two giant swords, one black and one white. Brilliant purple and green divine light erupted from their bodies, as if transforming into a channel connecting day and night from top to bottom. Frenzied destructive intent and gentle life energy surged from their bodies like a surging river. The two forces and laws that should have been extremely opposed were now connected in perfect harmony.

Suddenly, day and night seemed to be pulled apart by the forces of destruction and life, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down. Those strands of power of law, which were enough to shake the entire world, transformed into black and white flames, flowing along the purple and green channels like thousands of rivers converging into the sea, merging into that extremely brilliant blood color between heaven and earth.

It was as if the world had been transformed.

When the world first came into being, pure and impure air rose and fell automatically. Life and destruction flowed and intertwined in the world, endlessly forming a perfect cycle of all living beings. The power of the Heavenly Order transformed into invisible chains that linked and judged everything, maintaining the orderly progress of all this.

However, now it all seems to have turned upside down.

The world seemed to collapse, returning to its original starting point, to the "one" that evolved everything, a point that seemed to be the chaos at the beginning of time.

What an ancient aura it was, ethereal yet incredibly magnificent, inspiring awe in the gods. It was a solemnity beyond words, bearing the weight of time and history, the starting point of all living beings, its value immeasurable even by death.

"Traitor!" A dragon's roar filled with rage and madness shattered the gods' awe of that aura.

The Golden Dragon King is not a mindless beast. His ability to use the Asura God Tang San to help him break the seal, and his decision to immediately leave the Douluo God Realm after breaking the seal instead of immediately engaging in battle, demonstrates that he is not a mindless madman. Rather, the countless years of sealing have allowed his mind, which was initially consumed by negative emotions such as anger and madness, to regain control of his body in the present moment.

But he couldn't avoid being affected by these negative emotions, or rather, by his innate arrogance.

After breaking the seal, he encountered the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Destruction, who wielded the central power of the God Realm, as well as the raging flames that blocked his way. If he had been able to fight with all his might and flee at any cost, he might have been able to escape the Douluo God Realm. However, his arrogance in calling himself the Dragon God ruined him, or perhaps the Goddess of Fortune was not by his side this time.

If the veteran god-kings hadn't returned, he would surely have been able to break through the blockade imposed by the God of Destruction and his forces after some time. But there are no "ifs" in this world.

The Golden Dragon King now feels threatened.

It was a threat of death. The fighting instincts he inherited from the Dragon God's body told him that if things continued like this, he might not even have the chance to become a dragon cocoon.

"die!"

"All of you, die!"

"Roar--"

A raging dragon roar filled with endless madness resounded. Almost simultaneously, bright yellow flames mixed with a touch of frenzied blood ignited from the Golden Dragon King's body, and the scales that were originally covered with blood-red sword marks and wounds left by the terrifying divine power bombardment healed almost instantly at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

The Golden Dragon King ignited the flame of his life.

In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from his body. The incomparably powerful golden-red flames forced the old Asura and the first generation of the God Kings of Good and Evil to retreat. The golden divine power, mixed with the overwhelming power of blood and qi like an ancient ferocious beast, directly shattered the divine power barrier jointly constructed by the God Kings. The terrifying power directly ravaged the entire Douluo God Realm. Only the first and second level gods around him could barely stabilize themselves in the aftermath of this attack.

Normally, divine beasts of the same level have far greater vitality than human deities. This is especially true of the Golden Dragon King, who inherited the divine power of the Dragon God; its vitality cannot be compared to that of ordinary top-tier divine beasts.

"Not good!" The old Asura's figure took the lead, his brilliant and heavy crimson color defying the terrifying aura as he went against the wind in the storm. He transformed into a giant crimson sword, constantly burning the Asura bloodline and divine power within his body as he slashed down at the Golden Dragon King.

"Insects!" Blood-red energy, brimming with boundless madness, flowed from the scales of the Golden Dragon King's body into its claws, carrying immense bloodlust and boundless fury. This strike fiercely lashed out at the Asura Blood Sword that was slashing down at it.

"Boom—" The crazy, bizarre, and pure blood-red aura swept outwards at an extremely fast speed, and the aftershocks of this attack were enough to easily defeat a first-level god.

As day and night appeared, the two god-kings, one representing good and the other evil, joined forces to once again construct a divine barrier, striving to minimize the impact of this battle on the divine realm.

"Cough cough—" A figure flew backward from the center of the collision like a rag doll; it was Old Asura. However, the situation of this being, who was hailed as the strongest god in the Douluo God Realm, was far from optimistic. His armor, which was covered with blood-red demonic patterns and had reached the pseudo-super artifact level, was now shattered beyond recognition, revealing his severely injured body, to the point that his internal organs were visible. Crimson blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from his mouth.

Without a doubt, Old Shura was at a severe disadvantage in the recent clash.

As early as the era of the Divine Dragon Realm, this first Asura God displayed remarkable strength, and was therefore highly valued by the old Dragon God. After the dragon race fell from its most glorious peak into the abyss, the human gods who received a considerable portion of the legacy of the Divine Dragon Realm have been nourished by the thoughts of countless beings from numerous planets for hundreds of thousands of years, and the old Asura's strength has further increased.

If he were to wield the Asura Demon Sword, he could easily go toe-to-toe with the Golden Dragon King in his normal state, with the Golden Dragon King at 60% and him at 40%. This is already an extremely powerful strength, considering that the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings, who inherited a significant portion of the Dragon God's power, are among the top tier below the Supreme God-King. The Golden Dragon King, in particular, although lacking the amplification of a super artifact, possesses the true dragon's body as its most powerful weapon, let alone the Golden Dragon King who inherited the Dragon God's physical body.

However, now that the old Asura no longer possesses the Asura Demon Sword, the Golden Dragon King has ignited the Flame of Life, further enhancing his strength. It can be said that he has already stepped into the realm of the Supreme God King.

"Traitor!" The Golden Dragon King, who had completely fallen into a frenzy of rage, stared intently at the old Asura. His massive body charged forward, determined to make this traitor pay the price, even if it meant his own death.

But the old Asura was not fighting alone like the Golden Dragon King.

Two terrifying figures, one black and one white, blocked the old Asura's path.

Although the two god-kings were somewhat overwhelmed in the battle, the Golden Dragon King was almost completely dominating the two original god-kings of good and evil. Stimulated by its life force, its divine power and blood energy, which had further increased, erupted into a terrifying and rapid attack. The Golden Dragon King seemed to have been born for killing and fighting. Every part of its body had now become a weapon of attack. Even though it was two against one, the two original god-kings of good and evil were still somewhat overwhelmed. The two super artifacts in their hands emitted an unbearable buzzing sound.

Its ferocity is as vast as the sea.

Its claws can easily crush planets.

Its physical body can easily withstand attacks from ordinary god-kings.

At this moment, it is fully capable of defeating the three god-kings who have joined forces.

Spanning countless ages, the supreme Dragon King and Dragon God, who once ruled over numerous star systems, revealed a fraction of his terrifying power through one of his avatars after countless years. Like a terrifying demon god suppressing the entire Douluo God Realm, its overwhelming might and near-crushing presence against the God King was an unprecedented terror, instilling fear in the hearts of all gods, making it impossible for them to muster even the slightest will to resist it.

However, at this very moment, the death knell of fate tolled for it in its final moments.

"The Sword of Creation and Judgment!"

Unlike the creation power formed by the fusion of life and destruction in the original work, the Three Realms Judgment Sword unleashed by Asura God Tang San with the help of the Flame Princess is the complete form of a joint attack conceived and evolved by the five first-generation God Kings over a long period of time.

That wisp of chaotic light fell.

It seems to grow ever longer and thinner under the pull of time and space.

Ultimately, it transformed into a sword of law with the color of chaos.

"Judgment?"

"Hahaha—" As if it had heard the funniest joke in the world, the Golden Dragon King roared savagely. Every inch of its scales radiated unprecedented terror and oppression under the light. At this moment, it seemed to be the center of all things in the world. "In this world, there has never been anything that can judge me!"

"Roar--"

That was not a roar of defiance against fate.

Rather, it was the king's anger and judgment upon a rebellious subject. The Golden Dragon King flapped its wings; already locked in its grasp, it had no way out. Yet, not a single thought of retreat crossed its mind. Its blood-red dragon eyes were filled with the arrogance and majesty of a king; nothing could ever make a king back down! It was the god of the dragons, the king of the dragons!

"boom!"

The storm whipped up by the dragon's wings tore the earth apart.

A dazzling golden light obscured the brilliance of everything else, interspersed with streaks of crimson, like a divine tail flame. In this world, it seemed only that golden light and that wisp of chaotic radiance remained.

"clang!"

Only a crisp collision sound remained between heaven and earth.

Then, a point of chaotic color suddenly burst forth with endless divine light and unleashed boundless terrifying power. Every wisp of aftershock was enough to tear apart the resilient space of the divine realm and easily rip apart the divine body of a first-level deity.

The gods mobilized, and if they were not stopped, most of the divine realm would likely suffer irreversible destruction. They mobilized the limited divine power within them and joined forces to build a seemingly indestructible barrier of divine power.

The terrifying aftershocks stirred up violent ripples on the divine power barrier. Amidst the gods' trembling fear and worry, the chaotic light that could block everything and easily annihilate divine consciousness dissipated, revealing that everything within it had been completely annihilated into the void, leaving only a trace of gold.

That's the Golden Dragon King.

It looks perfectly intact.

However, it stood there in the void as if frozen in place.

A wave of divine energy, filled with endless desolation and resentment, echoed in the ears of the gods.

"My dream has been shattered."

There was no longer any anger or madness in its eyes, only endless emptiness.

Countless years of sealing off have been a lonely affair.

It is madness and anger, a collection of negative emotions.

According to the Dragon God's plan, it should have been worn away over endless time.

However, in a space as desolate as ever, a faint wisp of intelligence quietly emerged.

who is it?
It doesn't know.

But it heard many calls.

It saw a boundless and devastating battlefield.

There were many creatures that looked similar to it, fighting fiercely and desperately charging towards several terrifying figures. They were powerful, yet compared to those figures, they were far too small.

One after another, true dragons were killed with ease.

It doesn't understand why they're doing these pointless things.

"They must have a very strong conviction."

For the first time, it pondered, and for the first time, those figures stirred up feelings of sadness within it.

As time passed, a clearer call rang in its ears, "King! Have you really passed away?!"

The dragons are angry, the dragons are sad.

They are calling for it.

King? He is their king!

A ray of light illuminated that dark and lonely world.

It watched its people being killed, watched them without wavering, still charging towards the enemy wave after wave, watched them pay the price with their lives!
"Do not--"

"do not want!"

Its heart was breaking.

It struggled desperately, trying to respond to them, but it couldn't move an inch. Its eyes were bloodshot as it watched the dragon blood stain the earth and sky red. The death of each true dragon was like a knife cutting an unhealable scar into its heart.

It was powerless; pain and guilt consumed its reason, and endless madness and anger enveloped it, turning it into kindling. For countless years, this flame did not gradually die out as the Dragon God had hoped; instead, the fire grew ever fiercer.

I want to kill those damned traitors!
I will make the true dragon the master of the world once again!
However, the dream ended.

The golden dragon's body fell from the sky.

"Go."

Those empty eyes stared into the void.

Its body gradually transformed into countless golden specks of light and dissipated, carrying with it its last resentment and hope.

'The hope of the dragon race has been sown.'

'My will will continue until the glory of the dragon race is restored.'

Thus, with the last wisp of divine soul extinguished, the Golden Dragon King, one of the incarnations of the Dragon God and who proclaimed himself the Dragon God, perished completely after a long period of time.

“Golden Dragon King.” An Zhen stood in the void, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

At the center of the clash between the Golden Dragon King and the Sword of Creation and Judgment, even the numerous God-Kings who unleashed the attack had to avoid its edge. The terrifying energy fluctuations erased any possibility of divine sense probing. However, in the shadow of the world, An Zhen saw what the Golden Dragon King did in his final moments. (End of Chapter)