Shattering Godly Body Suppresses Earth Vein, Connecting to Laws, Saving the World But Pushing Oneself Towards Destruction, Xiao Xiao Watches and Cries!

"He pinned the Dragon King and extracted his power to keep this 'living hell' from being completely destroyed. He twisted the Laws and created disasters, breeding demonic creatures, all so that all surviving beings would live forever in the fear and despair of racing against death."

"Because the life energy and spiritual power that a being can extract when they are most desperate, most in pain, and most terrified is the most 'delicious'."

"He isn't ruling this world."

Tang San said, word by word, the conclusion that froze everyone's souls.

"He is... devouring this world."

Just then, the image on the light screen changed again.

The tragic battle scene at the edge of the ruins slowly faded, replaced by a grander, more desperate spectacle.

The entire world seemed to be burning and collapsing. The sky was dark red, covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and massive spatial rifts, like the gaping mouths of demons, were madly devouring everything around them. On the Earth, the Earth Vein energy surged like an uncontrollable flood, transforming into magma and storms that ravaged the already scarred surface. Countless Law chains broke, emitting mournful cries, and the world's foundation was being gnawed away bit by bit by a dark force from the outside, known as the 'Abyss'.

This was the beginning of that world's end.

A world truly heading towards complete destruction, a hopeless world.

At this moment, a light came from beyond the sky.

It wasn't brilliant, nor was it majestic, but a light filled with a sense of brokenness. Within the light, a figure slowly descended.

He was very tall, and his divine aura inspired reverence even through the light screen. However, his divine body was covered in hideous cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter completely. From the depths of these cracks emanated not light, but a heart-stopping void.

He dragged such a broken divine body and descended upon this land on the verge of destruction.

"This is..." Chang Gongwei muttered to himself. As a God King, he could clearly sense how supreme the authority contained within that figure was, but the weakness was equally undeniable.

The figure on the light screen didn't hesitate at all. He descended upon the land and extended his hand, which was covered in cracks.

Hummm--

A weak, yet supremely orderly power, spread from him.

He used his divine power as needles and the authority of Order as thread, beginning to "stitch" the broken world together.

The images flashed rapidly.

They saw him walking through the sea of boiling magma, where the violent Earth Vein torrents, under his guidance, miraculously calmed down, were re-organized, soothed, and slowly returned to the depths of the Earth's core.

They saw him standing beneath the shattered sky, reaching out to touch the broken Law chains. Golden light flowed from his fingertips, reconnecting these broken chains, which represented the laws of the world's operation, one by one. With each reconnection, the cracks on his divine body seemed to deepen.

They saw him organizing the chaotic elemental energies, transforming uncontrolled storms into gentle breezes, turning world-ending floods into life-giving rain, and restraining the all-consuming flames into a warm source.

This was a deity, using his own life to extend the life of the entire world.

He forcibly pulled the world back from the brink of complete collapse.

However, the price was also heavy.

When the last Earth Vein was smoothed and the last Law was reconnected, the magnificent figure had become precarious. The cracks on his divine body were more numerous and deeper, as if he would completely disintegrate into light dust at any moment.

He, by himself, stopped the Abyss's consumption, but pushed his own divine body into the abyss of destruction.

The image on the light screen finally froze on his blurred face, from which an immeasurable weariness and compassion could be felt.

Silence.

A long silence.

Everyone present, whether God King or mortal, whether human or Soul Beast, quietly watched the figure.

"This... this is a true god." Rong Nianbing's voice was somewhat hoarse. As the God of Emotion, he could feel the immense compassion and sacrifice carried by the figure in the image.

Ji Dong and Lie Yan stood side by side, looking at the figure as if they saw themselves. Lie Yan had sacrificed herself to save the core world and for Ji Dong. And this unknown deity before them, his sacrifice was for the entire world. This spirit resonated deeply with them.

"With a broken body, he performed the act of mending the heavens." Zhou Weiqing put away his usual cynicism, his face filled with solemnity, "I am not as good as him."

In the Dragon God's massive golden eyes, complex emotions flickered. As the former ruler of the God Realm, he knew how immense the power required to maintain the stability of a world was. And to forcibly pull a world on the verge of destruction back, as shown on the light screen, the price paid was something he couldn't even estimate. This was not just a consumption of power, but a permanent injury to his own origin.

"So... so that's how it is..." Tang Wulin murmured. The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him trembled slightly, not with a desire for battle, but with a reverence for the savior, a reverence born from the instinct of life.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes shimmered with moisture. As the co-lord of the Soul Beasts, she had fought for the survival of her race her entire life. She had even considered destroying the human world to create a chance for the Soul Beasts. But seeing this scene, she understood that true greatness was not destruction, but protection. Not taking, but giving.

"He... he saved everyone..." Xiao Xiao's voice was choked with sobs.

"But he himself..." Bei Bei continued, unable to finish.

He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, Tang Ya, these former Shrek Seven Devils, were all silent. They had witnessed their teacher's power, witnessed the miracles Huo Yuhao created, but the actions of the deity before them had surpassed their understanding of "power."

"The humans we saw earlier, the reason they are still alive and can still fight, is all because of him?" Ning Tian asked, his voice trembling.

No one answered, but the answer was self-evident.

If not for this deity's sacrifice, that world would have long since turned to cosmic dust. There would be no later stories, no mortals struggling to survive in the ruins.

"Well said, 'He is needed'." Huo Yuhao spoke softly, breaking the silence. His gaze was incredibly complex, filled with both noble respect for this sacrifice and boundless coldness towards that 'devourer'.

"Now, everything connects."

Tang San picked up his words. His expression had returned to calm, but beneath this calm lay even more turbulent waves.