A Born Phenomenon, White Robes Shock the World!

Douluo Continent, the Upper Realm.

Rumble—

Heaven and earth trembled, the cosmos churned!

The once-clear azure sky erupted with strange phenomena!

A phantom with horns upon its head, a deer-like body, multicolored dragon scales covering its entire form, a tiger-broad back, and feet upon seven-colored auspicious clouds looked down upon the mortal world.

Another phantom resembled a tiger and ox, with wings growing from its ribs. Its body was covered in poisonous, sharp spikes, and its howls sounded like a dog's barking. An incomparably cold and evil aura radiated invisibly from it.

And that was not all.

Soon after, there was a golden five-clawed dragon phantom, a snow-white tiger, a bizarre creature with a dragon's head and turtle's body, a giant bird whose spread wings could blot out the heavens and cover the earth...

The people and Soul Masters across the entire Douluo Continent all raised their heads to stare at the sky, where strange phenomena appeared one after another, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the winds and clouds abruptly changed. Every face was filled with shock and fear!

"Wh-what exactly are those?!"

Someone cried out in a trembling voice.

Every one of those eerie, mysterious phantoms gave off a terrifying pressure. It made people feel as though the Gods had descended—or perhaps evil gods had come into the world—like the prelude to the apocalypse.

For a time, the entire Douluo Continent fell into utter chaos...

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi stood in the courtyard, looking up at the strange phenomena in the sky. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a grave expression appeared on his face.

"My Martial Soul is actually trembling..."

A Martial Soul and Soul Master were bound as one. It could be said that a Martial Soul was a part of a Soul Master's body, like their hands and feet. A Soul Master could clearly sense any changes in their own Martial Soul.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the continent's number one support-type Martial Soul. Its quality spoke for itself.

Yet at the very instant those phenomena appeared, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul had begun to shake violently!

Ning Fengzhi could sense the emotion emanating from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda... It was terror. Fear.

What sort of existence could make his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda so afraid?

At that moment,

that was the only thought in Ning Fengzhi's mind.

Suddenly, a sharp, sword-like streak of light cut across the horizon and landed beside Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, did you feel it?"

"My Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul is actually afraid of those phenomena in the sky."

Chen Xin lowered his head to look at the trembling Seven Kill Sword in his hand. It gave off a faint, mournful sword cry.

For the first time ever, the Seven Kill Sword seemed somewhat beyond his control, as though it wanted to escape this world.

Chen Xin put away the Seven Kill Sword, then turned and looked toward the phenomena in the sky alongside Ning Fengzhi. He slowly said,

"Old Bone and I tried to approach those phenomena just now, but when we reached the horizon, we were blocked by a force beyond description. We could not advance even a single step..."

"I suspect that force has already surpassed the level of a Titled Douluo."

"Surpassed a Titled Douluo?"

Ning Fengzhi's heart tightened.

Chen Xin's Soul Power had reached Level 96. Together with the inherited Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, his strength ranked among the very best in the entire Douluo Continent.

His partner, Gu Rong, was a Level 95 Titled Douluo. Possessing the Bone Dragon Martial Soul with formidable defensive and spatial attributes, he was not much weaker than Chen Xin.

A force capable of easily stopping both of them

probably did not exist anywhere in this world.

Unless it was... a god.

At that thought, Ning Fengzhi could not help but furrow his brow.

The ancient records left behind by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stated that gods had appeared on the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago.

Becoming a God at Level 100 was not a legend or fantasy.

It was merely beyond the level they could come into contact with.

The phenomena before them, along with that indescribable force, all pointed to one possibility.

Gods.

Yet no one had ever seen a god.

All of this was nothing more than baseless speculation.

But,

whether they were gods or not, it represented one thing.

The refined, easygoing aura around Ning Fengzhi sharpened.

He looked at the sky where the sea of lightning surged and phenomena multiplied. Light flickered in his eyes, and his voice was somewhat heavy.

"The continent's sky is about to change."

Spirit City, Papal Palace.

A figure stood before the gates of the Papal Palace. She held a purple-gold scepter symbolizing the Pope's authority. Her willow-leaf brows carried natural majesty even in stillness, while her light-purple hair swayed gently in the breeze.

Bibi Dong raised her head and gazed into that incomparably dark sky. Black clouds and bizarre phenomena loomed directly above Spirit City.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth was especially oppressive and heavy!

It made breathing difficult and hearts race, as though an invisible hand were preparing to grip everything tightly in its grasp!

"Your Excellency, the Seventh Worship, Demon Subduing Douluo, and the Sixth Worship, Thousand Jun Douluo, attacked the phenomena in the sky together just now."

"But they were stopped outside by an invisible force. Not only that, they were countered and seriously injured."

Ghost Douluo appeared at Bibi Dong's side, his tone exceptionally solemn.

Hearing this,

Bibi Dong tightened her grip on her scepter, and a trace of wariness flashed through the depths of her eyes.

The Seventh Worship, Demon Subduing Douluo, and the Sixth Worship, Thousand Jun Douluo, were both peak Level 96 powerhouses. Working together, they could unleash power sufficient to contend with even Great Worship Qian Daoliu.

Yet despite being so powerful, the two of them could not even get close to those phenomena.

"The power of a deity."

Bibi Dong was completely certain.

Because she herself was a bearer of Deity Inheritance, she understood very well that only deities could achieve such a thing.

However, deities could not interfere with the lower realm at will.

Now, these phenomena of heaven and earth had clearly thrown the order of the Douluo Continent into severe disarray.

Bibi Dong found it incomprehensible.

"Your Excellency, what should we do now?"

"The people within Spirit City are already in a panic. Rumors have even spread that the world is ending. If this continues, I fear..."

At Bibi Dong's side, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan spoke with deep concern.

Bibi Dong's expression was cold as ice as she slowly said,

"It is nothing. With such a sudden phenomenon appearing across the continent, there are plenty of people more troubled by it than our Spirit Hall."

"We only need to wait and observe."

"However... whoever it may be, they had best not interfere with my plans."

A cold, sinister gleam flashed across Bibi Dong's exquisite face.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Worship Hall.

Demon Subduing Douluo and Thousand Jun Douluo supported each other. Their auras were disordered, their robes were torn to shreds, and crimson blood covered their chests and shoulders.

"Great Worship, my brother and I failed to complete your task. We beg Great Worship to punish us!"

The two lowered their heads, filled with guilt.

Faced with their plea for punishment, Qian Daoliu merely shook his head and turned to look toward the phenomena at the horizon.

"The fault does not lie with either of you. I may not be able to deal with those phenomena myself."

"You two should go and rest properly."

"Yes, Great Worship."

Qian Daoliu silently watched the phenomena in the sky and muttered,

"Lord Angel God, could you send down a divine decree to guide us?"

"These phenomena are already beyond my ability to comprehend..."

The statue of the Six-Winged Angel looked especially insignificant beneath the lightning filling the sky.

There was no response from the gods here,

only the hollow echoes of thunder and pounding hearts.

It was not only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall.

The Upper Three Sects, the Lower Four Sects, the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire, along with countless other forces across the Douluo Continent, all fell into panic because of this phenomenon of heaven and earth.

Just as the leaders of the major forces were agonizing over how to quell the disaster born of the people's panic,

a white-robed phantom stood between heaven and earth!

The white-robed phantom's features were blurred, impossible to make out.

All they could see was

the white-robed phantom holding a longsword, black hair cascading down into the mortal world like three thousand waterfalls.

The next moment,

the white-robed phantom swung the sword in its hand.

In an instant,

a sword aura that seemed to have crossed an endless river of time swept forth, annihilating every phantom born of the strange phenomena between heaven and earth!

At that moment,

the entire Douluo Continent fell silent!

Chen Family Ancestral Residence.

Chen Luo looked at the tombstone standing atop the mound of earth before him, and an unusual look flashed through the depths of his eyes.

Tomb of Grandfather Chen Xun.