The resounding voice of the Myriad Realms Council Hall gradually faded. Bearing the Hope Star Sea Convention and heavy hopes in their hearts, representatives of every faction transformed into streaks of light, passed through the Star Gates, and returned to their respective worlds—worlds scarred beyond recognition yet still nurturing new life—to fulfill the oath they had made together. Under the unfathomable yet gentle and peaceful aura surrounding Ling Yun, the gods of the Douluo God Realm crossed a temporarily constructed but incomparably stable rainbow bridge and returned to the God Realm, which had endured the baptism of catastrophe. Its divine light was somewhat dim, yet it appeared all the more solemn and weighty.
The central divine hall housing the God Realm Committee still stood towering above the sea of clouds, but traces of annihilating corrosion that could not be completely erased remained on its crystal walls, silently recounting the brutality of that war. The former members of the God Realm Committee, led by Tang San, the Sea God and Asura God; Xiao Wu, the Asura God; Ji Dong, the Evil God; and Lie Yan, the Kindness God, along with every surviving Level One God, stood solemnly within the hall. Divine light flowed across their bodies, their auras joining as one, grave and majestic. Every gaze converged on the figure in green slowly entering the divine hall, filled with indescribably complex emotions—relief at surviving the disaster, reverence for supreme power, boundless gratitude for turning the tide, and a trace of tension and anticipation at witnessing a moment in history.
Tang San took a deep breath. The azure radiance on his Sea God Divine Armor surged like the tides. He stepped forward, faced Ling Yun, and performed an exceedingly solemn ancient God Realm salute. His clear, grave voice echoed through the silent