It's Time to Think of a New Way

As the last divine soul plunged into the abyss, the newborn Hell let out a hungry shriek.

A blood moon hung in the sky, devoid of stars. This was Hell's only light source.

Shattered Divine Sparks rained down like blood, each drop igniting thousand-meter-high pillars of sulfurous fire on the scorched earth.

Souls that once resided in the God Realm now huddled in lava fissures, their very essences torn and cracked by the winds of Hell.

"This is impossible!" The residual soul of the God of Fire writhed in the lava river, attempting to summon the origin fire, but received no response.

It was only to be expected. Their Divine Sparks were long shattered, their authority usurped. The gods now were merely souls of a slightly higher order.

They weren't even worthy of becoming the Seven Deadly Sins.

Screams echoed from the depths of Hell.

The residual soul of the Sea God, Poseidon, surfaced and sank in an ocean of blood stretching for billions of miles. Each fragment of his soul had transformed into a different sea monster, tearing at the others.

The largest fragment was morphing into a whale-like monstrosity, yet it was constantly being devoured by piranha-like creatures formed from his other soul fragments.

The entire blood sea churned with blue-golden foam, filled with his mournful cries.

The gods were nothing more than the lowest of ants!

This place was so filthy that even Ye Su wouldn't deign to cast his gaze upon it.

And these false gods could only lament here.

In the Douluo World, aside from the original protagonist Tang San, only Solomon sensed the anomaly in the world.

Although Michael, who Qian Daoliu had transformed into, Lucifer, whom Bibi Dong had transformed into, Gabriel, whom Qian Renxue had transformed into, and Raphael, whom Xiao Wu's Mother had reincarnated into, all felt the significant changes, their perceptions were not as strong as Tang San's and Solomon's.

As the original protagonist, Tang San's spiritual sense seemed higher than that of ordinary people. However, he couldn't quite articulate it. He only felt that he had lost something incredibly important, something he might never regain in this lifetime. That was all.

Solomon, as Ye Su's clone and the Son of Man, naturally sensed the changes in the world.

The fall of the gods—this would be the best era!

At least for Ye Su and Solomon, this would be the best era.

This would be an opportunity for them to unify the Douluo Star, turning the entire planet into their personal backyard.

"It seems the main body's actions are quite swift," Solomon remarked with a slight sigh, a faint smile playing on his lips.

At this moment, the system issued another prompt, informing them that their role-playing as God had progressed another step, reaching 50%.

Indeed, rebuilding Heaven and Hell was very important to God.

Solomon shook his head again and, without further thought, prepared to head to the Star Dou Forest to obtain a Spirit Ring.

While he could create Spirit Rings for himself, he also wanted to gain the support of Soul Beasts and improve the way humans acquired Spirit Rings.

The method of gaining power through hunting was too barbaric and did not align with God's benevolent aesthetic.

He drew inspiration from the creation method of Spirit Souls from the second Douluo era and planned to modify it to allow Spirit Souls to manifest earlier.

This was why he intended to obtain the Spirit Ring himself.

After all, Spirit City was guarded by Raphael, with Gabriel and Lucifer watching over things. No major issues were expected to arise.

He could take this opportunity to strengthen his bond with his "cheap mother" and promote the Holy Mother. They could go together to obtain the Spirit Ring.

It seemed his "cheap mother" was also due for her ninth Spirit Ring.

He could upgrade her into a Spirit Soul then.

Having made up his mind, Solomon issued the orders. A few days later, he met Ye Lingtong.

By now, Ye Lingtong had shed the immaturity of a young girl, exuding a gentle and benevolent aura. She appeared ethereal and sacred, like the mother of all creation, nurturing everything around her.

"Holy Mother," Solomon approached Ye Lingtong, placing his hand over his chest in a salute.

He smiled at his mother, whom he hadn't seen in a while, thinking that his judgment of people was indeed excellent.

Even after improving her Spirit Power so much in a mere six years, she hadn't changed her fundamental soul nature; she remained true to her original intentions. She even possessed considerable merit accumulated from her good deeds, giving off an aura of pure sincerity.

Truly worthy of being my mother!

Solomon sighed inwardly but maintained a composed expression.

He was Solomon now, not Ye Su, and Ye Lingtong was unaware of their connection.

Ye Lingtong nodded slightly, a gentle smile on her face. "Your Highness the Holy Son, there's no need for such formality. I heard that the Lord appointed you as the King of Kings before his departure. I presume you already have a plan in mind?"

"Of course!" Solomon elegantly adjusted the crystal buttons on his cuffs, his fingertips refracting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

"Esteemed Holy Mother, as far as I know, your Spirit Power has reached the bottleneck of level 89, hasn't it?"

"During my meditation the other day, I did feel my Spirit Power increasing," Ye Lingtong nodded slightly. She then frowned, "It's just this last Spirit Ring..."

"This is precisely why I invited you to accompany me," Solomon said with a gentle smile. "For tens of thousands of years, human Spirit Masters have relied on hunting Soul Beasts, obtaining Spirit Rings, and merging them to gain new skills. This method is traditional and has a long history, but I believe it can be improved."

Solomon continued, "How could the benevolent Lord allow the way people gain power to be through the slaughter of life? This goes against divine benevolence. Know that God is the father of all things. Whether humans or Soul Beasts, they are all viewed equally in God's eyes. All beings are God's lambs; humans and Soul Beasts are siblings. To see them constantly slaughtering each other makes even me feel sorrowful."

After hearing these words, even Ye Lingtong couldn't help but nod slightly.

She had never considered this issue before. After all, for ordinary people to become Spirit Masters, besides having a Martial Soul and innate Spirit Power, the only way was to hunt Soul Beasts and obtain Spirit Rings. This principle had remained unchanged throughout history, but was an unchanging principle always correct?

For God, who is the father of all things, and all living beings in the world are His children. How could a parent bear to watch their children slaughter each other?

For a god, this is wrong, isn't it?

This method of hunting for Spirit Rings to become a Spirit Master is perhaps something that should be changed.

"The Holy Son's idea is truly unique. Why didn't I think of it before?" Ye Lingtong's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at the young man before her, nodding repeatedly. "You are truly brilliant!"

"It's nothing," Solomon said humbly. "God made me the King of Kings, and I believe what He said then wasn't just about being the king of men, but also the king of Soul Beasts."

"And as the king of Soul Beasts, how could I stand by and watch my subjects be slaughtered by others?"