Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The highest conference room of the Wuling Federation.

A huge circular screen floats above the long table.

The scene of the battlefield in the vast sea was fully projected by several high-altitude observation devices orbiting the continent.

When Gu Changjin stood above the vast sea, with four million-year-old divine beasts and countless aquatic creatures appearing behind him, the entire conference room became extremely quiet.

Everyone present was a true ruler of the Martial Spirit Federation.

There are the current Federal Speaker, the military commander, the top leaders of the Martial Spirit Tower, the governors of various provinces, and several Martial Spirit Realm experts who have been living in seclusion for many years.

On ordinary days, a single word from them can determine the future of a city, or even an entire province.

But now, everyone is staring at the screen, remaining silent for a long time.

They witnessed the entire Battle of the Vast Ocean firsthand.

The Federation fleet opened fire, the Sea Spirit Beast retaliated, the Vast Sea Glazed True Dragon broke through a million years, Long Lin Yuan and Yue Li perished, the Martial Spirit God was beaten down to only a head, and finally, the Crimson Dragon Lord who had never appeared in any records swallowed the Dragon Pearl and gathered the Blood Sea.

Everything happened too fast, so fast that those who ruled the continent hadn't even discussed how to deal with the previous incident before the next, even more terrifying thing had already happened.

On the screen, Gu Changjin slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the vast sea and looking towards the Martial Spirit Continent.

Inside the meeting room, many people felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

"What is he looking at?"

"The high-altitude observation device has concealed all psionic fluctuations; there's no way he could have detected it..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Gu Changjin looked at everyone in front of the screen as if he were thousands of miles away.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

The next instant, the screen shook violently.

An observation device located in outer space exploded without warning.

Then came the second, the third… all the equipment responsible for monitoring Hanhai lost signal at almost the same moment.

The 3D image in the center of the conference room went out instantly, plunging the surroundings into darkness, leaving only the faint light from the edge of the table, illuminating stiff faces.

"He...he...found out??"

Some people have hoarse voices.

"From such a great distance, with just a glance, all of the Federation's observation equipment was destroyed."

"What kind of realm is that?"

No one answered.

The Martial Spirit God was already the highest being in their understanding.

But Gu Changjin casually picked up the head of that god.

The answer is already right in front of us.

The opponent is far more powerful than the Martial Spirit God.

"check!"

The Speaker of the Federal Parliament slammed his fist on the table.

"Immediately activate all permissions and find out who that person is!"

"Search all ancient books, myths, sea creature records, and sealed archives of the Martial Spirit Tower!"

"I need to know where he came from and why he's in the vast ocean!"

Orders were quickly issued.

The results obtained are all the same.

There is no information.

In all the public and private records of the past tens of thousands of years, there is no existence that matches the Crimson Jade Glazed Dragon Lord.

He seemed to have appeared out of thin air in this world.

The elderly military officer who spoke first slowly sat down, his face full of exhaustion.

"Cannot be found."

"What's most important right now isn't his background."

"But what to do next?"

Silence fell again in the meeting room.

Continue the war? Then who will go?

The most elite fleet of the Wuling Federation has been lost in the vast ocean.

Several level 99 Martial Spirit Realm experts have perished.

Even the God of War was defeated.

With what resources left, how can they wage war against the enemy?

The only option is to ease tensions and to negotiate.

An elderly man with gray hair looked unwell.

"If those aquatic creatures were to land in large numbers..."

"Will the Martial Spirit Continent...revert to the ancient era?"

"To return to a world dominated by spirit beasts?"

Upon hearing this, many people's faces darkened even further.

Just then, the conference room door suddenly opened.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and they immediately manifested their martial spirits, standing in front of the long table.

Everyone assumed that the being from the Vast Ocean had arrived.

But the person who walked in from outside was not Gu Changjin.

Instead, they were a group of Martial Spirit Realm experts.

The leader was a gaunt-faced, white-haired old man.

He was a familiar face to everyone present.

This person participated in several continental wars in his youth and was highly renowned.

Unfortunately, it suffered a severe blow many years ago.

His martial spirit shattered, his cultivation level plummeted, and even his lifespan was almost gone.

According to federal estimates, he has at most a year left to live.

But now, the white-haired old man has a rosy complexion and a steady gait.

The once shattered martial spirit aura has been restored to its original state, and is even stronger than in its prime.

Seeing this scene, and recalling the rapidly expanding Common God Church within the Federation, many people simultaneously had a guess.

Has this old man joined the Common Theism cult?

The white-haired old man walked into the conference room, his gaze falling directly on the federal high-ranking official who had spoken earlier.

"Who is in control of whom?"

You're wrong.

"The future Martial Spirit Continent will not be dominated by humans, nor by spirit beasts."

"All life will exist equally under the gaze of the common God."

The executive frowned, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"Equality? Do you know what you're talking about?"

The white-haired old man ignored his question.

"Spiritual practitioners are equal to ordinary people."

"The elderly and children are equal."

"Humans and spirit beasts are equal."

"Birth, lineage, wealth, and status can no longer be reasons for a few to be superior."

"Everyone can obtain cultivation resources and the life they deserve through their own contributions."

"This is the path that God has shown us."

Inside the meeting room, many people stared at him as if he were a madman.

"Ridiculous! This is utterly absurd!!"

"Without identity, without class, how can the Federation function?"

"Why should ordinary people be considered equal to Martial Spirit Realm experts?"

"What right do spirit beasts have...?"

The rebuttal wasn't finished yet.

On both sides of the long table, people slowly stood up. At first, it was just one or two people, but later, more and more high-ranking federal officials left their seats and walked behind the white-haired old man to express their stance and attitude.

Those who remained seated finally changed their expressions.

They looked at their colleagues, with whom they had worked for many years, in horror.

"When...did you?"

A high-ranking military officer slowly removed the badge from his chest.

"The Christian Church saved my son's life."

"It also made me see clearly who the Federation has been protecting all these years, and who it should be protecting."

Another provincial governor calmly spoke up:

"The number of Catholics in my province has exceeded 300,000."

"People from the military, city defense, and local officials have all joined."

"The ridiculous thing is that you still think to this day that this is just an underground cult that can be wiped out at will."

The remaining diehards finally realized this.

The power of the Common Theology has long since ceased to have entered from outside the meeting room.

It has long been deeply rooted within the federation.

"Take them down!"

Someone roared.

A battle erupted instantly in the conference room.

However, the difference in numbers is too great.

In a short while, these Martial Spirit Realm experts who tried to resist were killed on the spot, and their blood slowly flowed down the edge of the long table.

The white-haired old man walked to the seat of the Federal Speaker.

Remove the emblem that symbolizes supreme power.

Place it gently on the table.

On that day, the Wuling Federation issued its final announcement to the entire continent.

The federation officially dissolved, and local administrative, military, and resource agencies were taken over by the Common Theology.

The spiritual master families that had been entrenched in the area and oppressed ordinary people were swiftly eliminated.

Their hoarded spiritual cores, medicines, land, and wealth were redistributed.

Those once high and mighty spiritual masters discovered for the first time that without their status and the protection of their families, they were just ordinary lives.

At the same time, a large number of aquatic creatures landed from the vast ocean.

The anticipated massacre did not occur.

Because many of the communionists were originally aquatic beings in human form.

They entered the human cities, took over the ports, maintained order, and provided medical treatment to the wounded.

The spirit masters and the aquatic creatures have formed a new patrol team.

Humans are responsible for the land, while aquatic creatures are responsible for the rivers and seas.

The contradictions that had accumulated over countless years did not simply disappear into thin air.

The enemy of all people has changed from each other to those who still want to restore the old order and ride on the heads of all living beings again.

The news that the Common God Cult could customize spirit cores spread throughout the mainland.

The minimum is 10,000 years, but those who make great contributions can obtain a 100,000-year spirit core.

There's no need to hunt spirit beasts or risk exploding; all you need to do is contribute to the new order.

Countless spiritualists went mad for it, and more and more people voluntarily joined the Common God Cult.

The cooperation between human spirit masters and aquatic beings has become increasingly seamless through repeated missions.

The entire Martial Spirit Continent began to transform into a new order at an unprecedented speed.

And deep within the Crimson Jade Glazed Dragon Palace.

Gu Changjin sat cross-legged.

The azure-blue blood-patterned dragon pearl floated in front of him.

The bloodlines of the Vast Ocean Glazed True Dragon, the Jade Silver Dragon King, and the Crimson Gold Dragon King, along with the power of countless strong individuals, are being refined little by little by the Xuanming Guixu Cave Heaven.

The Dao Fruit trembled slightly.

The essence of the Dao flowed continuously into the Dragon Pearl like a stream.

Deep within Dragon Ball.

A blurry outline of the world is slowly taking shape.