I Define This World's Order, Crushing the God King; Tang San Realizes the God Realm May Be Built Upon the Original Sin of the Sky Vault

The Dragon Clan was once the undisputed ruler of the Douluo World, and the Dragon God was the supreme God King.

But what came after? Humanity rose, Soul Masters became the protagonists of the world, the God Realm was established, and the Dragon Clan was driven out, suppressed, and even used as fuel for Soul Masters' advancement.

To the Dragon Clan of old, the human gods who came later were no different from "Outsiders," were they not? Were they not "False Gods" who had stolen the world's authority?

"Expel... False Gods..."

Within the Dragon God's enormous draconic pupils flickered a deep sorrow and a bone-deep hatred. This roar seemed to vent the inner voice he had suppressed for ten thousand years.

He seemed to see another version of himself—a "World Lord" more ancient, more powerful, and more tragic than he.

On the spectator stands of Shrek Academy, Bei Bei, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, and the others were completely speechless.

Their thoughts were still stuck on the difference between gods and humans, but the information on the Light Screen had already escalated to a war between "True Gods" and "False Gods."

"Are... are the gods we believe in... False Gods?" Xiao Xiao's voice carried a tremor.

No one could answer that question.

Tang Ya gripped Bei Bei's hand tightly, her palm slick with cold sweat. She had once fallen into darkness for revenge, but what was that hatred compared to a war that spanned worlds and gambled on the very definition of gods?

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xueye had just recovered from the shock of the "Conqueror" when the words "Expel False Gods" struck him dizzy again.

He stared blankly at the sky, as if he could see through the palace dome to the lofty God Realm above.

So even the gods in heaven could be branded as "false" and driven out one day?

Then what was mortal imperial power worth?

Marshal Dai Hao's fists clenched until his knuckles cracked.

He had just been thinking about how to use a million-strong army to resist the "Heavenly Principles."

Now, he had an even more despairing answer.

The enemy might not be just one "Heavenly Principle," but a group of "True Gods" and "False Gods" fighting for ownership of the world.

A mortal army didn't even qualify as cannon fodder in this war.

Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance with Ning Tian beside her. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wealthy enough to rival a nation, but at this moment, they felt utterly impoverished.

Before such truth, wealth and power lost all meaning.

God Realm.

Tang San's gaze was locked onto the two words: "Teyvat" and "Sky Vault."

A world's name.

A critical location.

"Expel the False Gods from atop the Sky Vault..."

He chewed on this sentence repeatedly, constructing a shocking image in his mind.

Phanes had conquered a world.

And this Primal Lord who roared seemed to be the "native" of that world.

Then Phanes and the existence behind him were the so-called "Outsiders," the targets denounced as "False Gods" by that roar!

This was not simple invasion.

This was a war over a world's "legitimacy"!

The victor became the True God, the Heavenly Principles, enthroned atop the Sky Vault.

The loser became the False God, a remnant of a bygone era, utterly expelled.

"We..." Tang San's voice was hoarse, "Is our God Realm not also built 'atop the Sky Vault' of the Douluo Star?"

At these words, all the God Kings changed color.

The Dragon God's roar still echoed in their ears, the grief and indignation spanning eons tightening the hearts of everyone watching the Light Screen. But before they could recover from the shock of "Expel False Gods," the scene on the screen shifted again.

The colossal dragon shadow that blotted out the sky dispersed, replaced by a pure, absolute white.

Then, line after line of cold, emotionless Golden Text, accompanied by an equally cold, lofty voice, appeared before everyone's eyes and resounded in the depths of everyone's souls.

[I define the 'Order' of this world.]

This voice held no anger, no joy—only an absolute indifference like the laws of heaven and earth. It was as if it wasn't speaking, but stating an established fact.

[All that is of the 'Old Days' is 'Discord.']

[All power of 'Chaos' is 'Sin.']

Just three sentences, yet they carried an unquestionable supreme authority. It wasn't negotiating with anyone, nor was it declaring to anyone—it itself was the rule, the truth!

God Realm.

The God Kings, whose minds had just been shaken by Tang San's deduction, all felt a pressure originating from their very souls upon hearing this voice. It was the ruthless suppression of a higher-dimensional existence over a lower one.

"Is this... the voice of the 'Heavenly Principles'?" Rong Nianbing's expression was extremely grave. As the God of Emotion, he could sense no emotion from this voice. It was ten thousand times more terrifying than a roar filled with endless fury!

Lie Yan, beside Ji Dong, even trembled slightly. She had once been the ruler of the Core World, and what she represented was the "chaos" and heat of magma. But under the definition of this voice, her very essence had become "sin"?

The final words slowly emerged on the light screen, as if delivering the ultimate verdict on the Dragon God's roar.

[And you, the last echo of the Old World... your existence is the greatest 'discord' in this world.]

[I, banish you.]

"Boom--!"

The Dragon God's massive dragon pupils abruptly contracted. The flames of vengeance that had just ignited were doused by this bucket of ice-cold water, leaving only boundless cold and despair.

"Discord... sin... echo..." he murmured to himself, each word like a heavy hammer striking his Dragon Soul.

So that was it.

In the eyes of that Conqueror of his, he wasn't even worthy of being acknowledged as an "enemy." He was merely a "discordant musical note" that shouldn't exist, an "error" to be eliminated, a "sin" deserving of banishment.

Gu Yuena's silver hair stirred without wind, her body trembling uncontrollably. She thought of the fate of Soul Beasts on the Douluo Continent. Under humanity's expansion and "order," the living space of Soul Beasts had been constantly squeezed. They were defined as "Fierce Beasts," mere "resources" for humans to obtain Spirit Rings and Spirit Bones.

Humanity's order, the Soul Beasts' sin.

How similar! She and the Dragon God before her, at this moment, achieved a tragic resonance across time and space.

Tang Wulin grabbed Gu Yuena's icy hand. The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him roared and struggled madly. It was the fury of a King from the old era, the most instinctive resistance against this New Order!

Shrek Academy's observation stand.

"I... I don't understand..." Xiao Xiao's face was deathly pale. "What does 'Old World' mean? And what is 'discord'? Why can mere existence itself be a 'discord'?"