Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

"Can you tell what that was just now?" Ning Fengzhi asked, his voice steady, yet carrying a seriousness that only comes with genuine confusion.

Chenxin and Gurong were both silent for a moment.

Then Chen Xin spoke, his voice still calm, but less sharp than usual: "I don't know either."

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

Gu Rong's voice came from the other side: "The source of that light is in the direction of the palace, where Lady Eva is. In my opinion, Lady Eva's strength must have made a new breakthrough."

Chen Xin did not refute, "The area covered by that light was not large, and it did not cause any substantial impact, nor did it harm anyone in the city. If it were a soul skill used by the enemy, it would not have such an effect."

Ning Fengzhi tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

The light, from its appearance to its dissipation, did not damage any buildings in Brightmoon City, nor did it leave any detectable abnormal traces on any Soul Master.

It was like a warm dream that briefly descended and enveloped the entire city.

He had seen many soul skills and many extraordinary phenomena caused by powerful individuals breaking through their limits, but he had never seen any phenomenon present itself in such a gentle way.

"Then let's proceed according to this judgment for now."

Similar conversations were taking place simultaneously throughout Brightmoon City.

In several side rooms of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a few elders were talking in hushed tones, their expressions showing the same confusion.

At the Haotian Sect's headquarters, the Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder stood under the corridor in the courtyard, their gazes fixed on the sky that was gradually returning to calm.

The Fifth Elder spoke with a cautious tone, as if he had carefully considered his words: "That light just now..."

The Seventh Elder nodded: "It wasn't an enemy's method. There was no hostility or lethality in that light. It was more like the lingering effect of some higher-level power as it took shape."

The Fifth Elder did not press further. He simply stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on the darkening sky, as if using that moment of silence to process the information he had just received.

On those streets, the vendors packing up their stalls and the pedestrians heading home were all responding to the changes that had just occurred in their own ways.

Someone whispered, "What is that?" No one answered, but whether they answered or not seemed to be of little importance.

They all believed that the light was merely a side effect of Lady Eva's increased power, an anomaly caused by her breakthrough in strength.

Brightmoon City did not face war, nor did any enemies arrive. It merely paused briefly in the magnificent light that covered the entire city before returning to its usual rhythm.

Meanwhile, in Wuhun City, thousands of miles away, another light is rising in a completely different way.

……

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

A dark purple light surged from Bibi Dong's body.

Unlike the beautiful and dreamlike light that shone when Eva became a goddess, its presentation is more direct and rapid.

It was as if a door that had been imprisoned for too long suddenly exploded inside her, releasing the resentment and shadows that had accumulated over countless years at the same moment.

The dark purple beam of light shot up from the dome of the Papal Palace, like a giant pillar that had been ignited, piercing straight into the sky.

Countless fine black lines entwine around the edge of the beam of light. These lines, like torn cracks, constantly expand and close, wandering and intertwining on the surface of the beam, dyeing the entire beam a strange color between dark purple and deep black.

Immediately afterwards, an intense, almost tangible force of resentment began to emanate from the base of the pillar of light.

That power was unlike any other kind of soul power; it had a texture like that of stagnant water that had been soaked for too long.

The first thing touched by that force was the stone steps outside the Papal Palace. The surface of those stone steps, which had been trampled by countless feet and repeatedly swept, revealed an extremely fine dark texture the moment it came into contact with that force.

Then came the paladins patrolling outside the Papal Palace, who almost simultaneously felt a heavy sense of oppression rising from the depths of their chests.

Chapter 591 I Became a God

The oppressive feeling wasn't painful, but it instinctively made one want to back away, lower one's head, and avoid the source of that force.

The moment one of the temple guards felt the power, he instinctively gripped his spear tighter, but his fingers trembled slightly when they touched the cold metal surface before quickly regaining their balance.

They didn't know what was happening, but their bodies reacted before their minds did.

That resentful power was spreading outwards at a speed beyond anyone's expectations, like a drop of concentrated ink falling into still water, visibly staining everything around it.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne without moving.

The space around her was completely covered by that dark purple light, which intertwined around her to form a constantly flowing net, with each ray vibrating at a different frequency.

Bibi Dong could feel the power within her body being released outward in an unprecedented way. The core of the Rakshasa God's position, which she had previously had to repeatedly mobilize to reach, was now merging with her soul in an almost proactive manner.

She knew her path to godhood was nearing its end.

The door to the Rakshasa's throne was opening for her.

Meanwhile, deep within the offering hall, Qian Renxue was meditating with her eyes closed amidst the golden glow emanating from the hall.

When the dark purple light rose from the direction of the Papal Palace, she suddenly opened her eyes.

She could sense the resentment contained within that power. It was different from the gentle, warm presence that Eva had when she became a god; instead, it had a texture like that of stagnant water that had been soaked for too long.

Qian Renxue stood up, and six golden wings silently unfolded behind her.

Her figure vanished from the depths of the offering hall in the next instant, and when she reappeared, she was already standing on the stone steps outside the offering hall.

Her gaze fell on the dark purple pillar of light rising from the direction of the Papal Palace, and she frowned slightly as she watched the resentment spreading outward from the base of the pillar.

Qian Renxue could sense that power spreading at an extremely fast speed. When those resentments touched the buildings, streets, and patrolling Soul Masters throughout Wuhun City, they would leave brief shadows. It was infecting everything around it at a speed that exceeded anyone's expectations.

She raised her right hand, her slender fingers making a light stroke in the air.

A golden light emanated from her fingertips, transforming into a semi-transparent golden barrier that precisely covered the sky above Wuhun City.

The golden barrier covered an extremely wide area, stretching from above the sanctuary to the edge of the papal palace, like a vast curtain slowly unfolding, enveloping the entire core area of ​​the city.

The moment the golden barrier fell, the dark purple patterns that were spreading outwards were blocked within the Papal Palace.

The Paladin Knights stood on the stone steps outside the Papal Palace, looking up at the golden curtain of light slowly unfolding above them, their eyes filled with an unexpected sense of security.

Their breathing was more even than before, and their fingers gripping the spears no longer trembled.

Qian Renxue stood on the stone steps outside the Hall of Worship, not walking towards the direction of the Papal Palace.

The consumption of maintaining that golden light barrier was not significant for her. She had already become a god, and the supply of divine power was like an inexhaustible spring. She only needed to stay focused to maintain it.

Qian Renxue could sense that the dark purple beam of light was becoming more solid than before, and the black lines entwined on the surface of the beam were slowly shrinking inward from the edges, as if something was converging all the power towards the same core.

She stood there, feeling the rhythm of that power, making sure that the aftershocks spreading outwards wouldn't reach the ordinary people in the city.

Inside the Papal Palace, Bibidon still sat on that throne.

The light surrounding her was slowly receding, like petals closing, casting a dark curtain of resentment over the space behind her.

She opened her eyes.

A fleeting glimmer, like a dark abyss, flashed in those purple eyes, but it didn't last long before returning to a calm, deep pool-like state.

Bibi Dong could feel that her soul had undergone a fundamental transformation.

The moment the Rakshasa godhood officially merged with her, her consciousness was like a river channel that had been reguided by a stream; the barrier that had once stood between her and the higher power had completely disappeared.

She could feel those negative emotions from all over the world slowly brushing against her senses like candle flames gently stirred by the wind.

Those emotions weren't intense, but like a riverbed repeatedly soaked in water, they were slowly shaping her connection with this land.

Bibi Dong slowly stood up, her gaze passing through the open doors of the Papal Palace and landing on the golden light curtain that was slowly flowing in the sky.

She saw Qian Renxue's figure. On the stone steps in front of the sacrificial hall, that golden figure was like a sword embedded in the night.

Bibi Dong stood inside the Papal Palace, glanced at it, and then looked away.

……

Morning came earlier than usual in Brightmoon City.

Before dawn, the taxi drivers on duty on the city wall last night had not yet changed shifts, and most of the shops on both sides of the street were closed. Only the breakfast stalls in the west of the city were already emitting wisps of smoke.

This should have been just another ordinary morning.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the faint, beautiful light that shone yesterday was definitely not something ordinary.

In the main hall of the Government Office, several senior officials were already waiting.

They sat upright in their chairs, yet could not conceal the barely suppressed restlessness between their brows.

Some people were talking in hushed tones, some were holding tea but not drinking a drop, and some were repeatedly tidying up the edges of the not-so-messy files in front of them.

Footsteps came from the corridor outside the hall, unhurried and steady with each step.

Almost everyone stood up at the same time and looked towards the door.

When Eva walked in, she wasn't wearing her usual dark purple robe, but a silver-white dress with a collar trimmed with ferret fur, a trait unique to the Arctic ice plains. This made her already exquisitely beautiful face appear even more aloof and otherworldly.

She walked with ease and her expression remained unchanged, as if the strange phenomenon that had covered the entire city yesterday was merely a passing breeze.

She sat down in the main seat, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, and then nodded slightly: "Sit."

The managers then sat down again, but their posture was noticeably more reserved than before, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Eva's face, as if waiting for a definite answer.

Finally, a middle-aged official in charge of political affairs spoke first, his voice marked with obvious caution:

"Madam, the light that rose from the direction of the palace last night was witnessed throughout the city. Although the people are not panicked, there is a lot of discussion about it privately. I wonder if we should announce it to the city under the pretext of a cultivation breakthrough?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his gaze, as if waiting for a clear instruction.

Eva picked up her teacup but didn't drink immediately. Her slender fingers lightly traced the rim of the cup before she spoke, her voice soft yet clearly audible to everyone present:

"No need for reasons. Just announce it to the whole city—I have become a god."

The moment the words fell, the entire government building seemed to be put on pause.

Some people left their teacups hanging in mid-air, forgetting to put them down; some people's fingers, gripping the edge of the file, turned slightly white; some people unconsciously opened their mouths but made no sound.

The middle-aged manager froze for three breaths, then suddenly looked up at Eva, his eyes filled with disbelief. He tried to find a trace of "this is a joke" on her face, but all he saw was a calm and unwavering determination, as deep as the ocean.

"Madam...you mean..."

“The literal meaning.” Eva finally picked up her teacup and took a sip, her tone as calm as if she were talking about what to have for lunch. “God. Yesterday’s light was the phenomenon that was triggered when I stepped into the realm of the gods.”

There was a moment of silence in the government office, and then the officials seemed to have been activated simultaneously, their expressions changing drastically in that instant.

Some people stood up abruptly, then realized their lapse in composure and quickly sat back down. Some gripped the handrails tightly, while others took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if to confirm that they could still breathe normally.

The message, like a lit fuse, spread in all directions from the Government Office.

In less than half an hour, the entire Bright Moon City knew about this message that shocked everyone and made them vaguely feel that "it was just as expected."

In the streets and alleys, in shops and taverns, in military camps and drill grounds, everywhere people are talking about the same topic—the Queen of the Fairy Tale Empire has become a goddess.

Inside the teahouse, several longtime tea drinkers sat around a table by the window, not even bothering to refill their tea when it got cold.

"I told you long ago, something was wrong with that light yesterday! But you didn't believe me!"

"Who doesn't believe it? I just didn't expect... to become a god! That's becoming a god! In all these years of our Douluo Continent, has there ever been a god?"

"Lady Eva... no, Empress Eva is indeed the chosen one!"

The discussions in the tavern were even more heated. Several mercenaries, their faces flushed from drinking, slammed their fists on the table and shouted, "Our Fairy Tale Empire has gods! How many more days can the Spirit Hall cause trouble?"

"Exactly! No matter how powerful Bibi Dong is, can she defeat a god?"

"That's not necessarily true. I've heard that the Spirit Hall also has gods..."

"Bullshit! That's just a legend! We have real witnesses here! Countless people saw it with their own eyes yesterday!"

The atmosphere in the military camp was even more heated.

The soldiers were talking in hushed tones as they lined up, and the instructors' repeated calls for "quiet" failed to completely silence them.

Those taxi drivers who had fought against the Spirit Hall army on the battlefield had a new light in their eyes, a light that only those who have seen the hope of victory can have.

The message did not stop in Brightmoon City.

Like a dandelion seed scattered by the wind, it spread to every corner of the continent at a speed that no one expected.

Pigeons were released one after another from the pigeon loft in Bright Moon City, and the sound of their wings flapping continued for the entire afternoon.

The caravans also became carriers of information; the merchants who were about to leave the city would pack this information into their bags while sorting their goods.

Even the travelers queuing outside the city gates heard the same thing while waiting to enter the city—the Queen of the Fairy Tale Empire had become a goddess.

The message reached Wuhun City, the neutral forces that were still observing, the remnants of the old forces that had once been enemies of the Fairy Tale Empire, and the strong and geniuses who were traveling all over the continent.

Meanwhile, deep within the Bright Moon City Imperial Palace, in the government office, the officials had already received their orders and dispersed, each carrying out their respective duties to implement the series of commands issued by Eva.

Eva sat alone in the main seat, with a huge map of the continent spread out in front of her.