Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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The Eternal Kingdom, a pure white, void spiritual realm where time and space seem to have lost their meaning.

For the millions of lives caught up in it, it may have been an ordeal long enough to break their souls, or it may have been just a moment of mental stagnation.

In that world dominated by the absolute will of Xuanming, the scale of time lost its meaning.

All they heard was that cold, hard choice:

"Submission...destruction?"

Immediately afterward, before they could react, or rather, whatever choice they made in that instant, all their consciousness was forcibly pushed out of that pure white area by an irresistible force!

hum-

Like the receding tide, the soul returns to the body.

On the battlefield, deafening shouts of battle, the explosions of soul skills, and the roar of soul-guided cannons once again filled our ears.

The smell of blood and gunpowder hit the air.

It was as if the eerie, pure white world we had just witnessed was merely a collective hallucination.

"What...what just happened?"

"I think I heard a voice..."

"Is it a hallucination? Or some kind of psychological attack?"

"Where's the enemy? Why aren't they moving?"

After a brief silence came greater chaos and astonishment.

Both the allied forces of Tian Dou Xing Luo and the defending forces of Wu Hun Empire looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

That bizarre scene just now was beyond everyone's comprehension.

However, this confusion and sense of relief lasted for less than a breath.

The next moment, the world changed color!

The skies, which were originally clear or overcast, were instantly covered by boundless, leaden-like dark clouds over the ten battlefields!

The dark clouds hung low, seemingly within reach, and instead of rolling blue lightning, they were... blood-red thunderbolts!
Rumble——! ! !
It wasn't just one or two streams, but a torrential downpour!

Countless thick, blood-red bolts of lightning, carrying the purest aura of slaughter and destruction, poured down from the thick, dark clouds like a punishment unleashed by the wrath of the gods!

Divine Skill: Heavenly Punishment!

This is no longer a matter of the mind, but a real, devastating natural disaster!

The target of the crimson lightning was not a specific army formation, but rather... it precisely locked onto each and every individual!
"Do not--!"

"Run!"

"Defense! Form ranks!"

Terrified screams, desperate cries, and hastily unleashed bursts of soul skill light erupted across the battlefield.

But, it’s useless!

The crimson lightning seemed to possess life and will, precisely avoiding those souls in the "Eternal Kingdom" who had chosen to "surrender" at the first moment.

The spearhead of destruction is mercilessly pointed at those individuals who had ever hesitated, resisted, or even firmly opposed it.

Whether they are the charging knights of the Heaven Dou Empire, the elite soul masters of the Star Luo Empire, or... those "insiders" within the Spirit Empire who outwardly comply but inwardly resist and do nothing!
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Thunder roared like rain, and death raged like a tapestry!
One by one, the figures vaporized instantly in the crimson lightning, without even having time to scream.

The sturdy armor, the hastily erected soul power shield, and the combined defensive formation were as fragile as paper in the face of the crimson lightning containing the will of divine punishment!
In just a few breaths!

The ten battlefields, which were originally bustling with noise and crowds, were now completely cleared away!
More than two-thirds of the people disappeared.

All that remained were charred remains, molten metal fragments, and the nauseating smell of burnt metal and ozone that filled the air. The survivors, soldiers from both sides, stood frozen in place, their faces ashen, their bodies trembling, as if they had been frozen in time.

They stared in horror at the vast area that had suddenly cleared around them, at their comrades who had just fought side by side or risked their lives to turn to ashes, their minds blank.

Fear, the most primal and profound fear, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around the heart of every survivor!

Xuanming knew very well that the spiritual crushing power of the "Eternal Heaven" was enough to annihilate these millions of people at the soul level.

But that's too abstract and too "quiet" for ordinary people.

They need a more direct, bloodier, and more impactful way to understand the cost of "disobedience."

They need to witness firsthand how the rebels are reduced to ashes under the overwhelming power of Heaven, to smell the stench of burning flesh and blood, and to have the most brutal visual impact imprint the word "fear" deep into their souls!

Only in this way can the so-called "authority" be truly established.

The crimson lightning gradually subsided, the low-hanging dark clouds slowly dispersed, and sunlight once again shone on the earth, illuminating the devastated battlefield littered with corpses.

Although those killed by the Heavenly Punishment left no bodies, the war that has lasted for so long has already claimed many lives.

The surviving soldiers, like frightened birds, stood there blankly, having lost all fighting spirit and the ability to think.

They will remember everything that happened today for the rest of their lives.

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The battle reports from the front lines, which were both miraculous and nightmarish, spread across the entire continent like a plague, far faster than any army could march.

Heaven Dou City, Star Luo City, Martial Soul City... All the forces, families, and even ordinary people who received the news reacted with disbelief, followed by boundless shock and deathly silence.

"Ten major battlefields... simultaneously subjected to divine lightning punishment?"

"Crimson lightning... precisely annihilated over three million people?!"

"Whether it's the armies of Tiandou and Xingluo, or those within our empire who harbor disloyal intentions... none have escaped?!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

At first there was skepticism, but when the details from different sources, including surviving soldiers' trembling descriptions of what they had seen, matched perfectly, all the doubts turned into a cold reality and a deep-seated fear.

That wasn't war, that was divine retribution!

Panic, like an invisible wave, instantly swept across every corner of the two great empires and the Martial Soul Empire.

On the streets and alleys, no one dared to speak loudly anymore. People exchanged terrified glances, and even their breathing became unconsciously soft.

The fervent fighting spirit that had previously permeated the two great empires, as well as the resentment and discontent that had been surging within the Martial Soul Empire, vanished at this moment, like embers extinguished by ice water, leaving only cold ashes and a bone-chilling cold.

They didn't even dare to recall their previous resistance to the Spirit Empire's new policies, nor did they dare to dwell on the privileges that had been stripped away.

Because of fear, the most primal and direct kind of fear, their souls have been gripped.

They feared that even the slightest thought of "disrespect" for the new order would cause the destructive crimson lightning to descend once more, turning them to ashes as well!
Millions were annihilated with pinpoint accuracy! Transcending space! Decided in a single thought! This is beyond human capability! This is a miracle! Or rather... the wrath of the gods!
No one dared to question the new policies of the Spirit Empire anymore, and no one dared to secretly complain about the loss of the privileges of Spirit Masters.

A stronger fear overwhelmed all discontent and resentment.

People didn't even dare to harbor any thoughts of rebellion deep within their hearts, fearing that the mysterious "divine punishment" would sense their disrespect and unleash a destructive thunderbolt.

Beneath this extreme fear, another emotion begins to quietly emerge—worship!
The worship of absolute power, the awe of the power to decide life and death!
Countless people began to pray spontaneously, offering their most devout faith towards the direction of Wuhun City and towards that unknown being that brought "divine punishment".

They prayed for forgiveness, for protection, and for that supreme majesty not to be offended.

A vast power of faith, mixed with fear, awe, and supplication, began to flow from every corner of the continent toward Martial Soul City and toward the direction of Xuanming, like rivers flowing into the sea.

The entire continent's landscape was completely rewritten because of this "divine punishment" that far exceeded everyone's imagination.

The old order, along with its followers, was utterly crushed by blood and thunder.

And a new order, built upon absolute fear and awe, is descending upon humanity in an incredibly cruel way. (End of Chapter)