Guizhong Sacrifices Her Divine Body to Stop the Demon God and Save Her People; Gu Yuena Spits Blood in Grief, Tang San's Expression Changes Dramatically

"Fire!"

[Accompanied by Guizhong's cold and resolute voice, Guizhong Machine roared.]

A massive golden beam of light, thick enough to pierce the heavens and earth, tore through the dim sky and struck the Obsidian Demon God's chest with unparalleled force.

["Boom--!!!"]

A deafening roar, indescribable in its deafening power, erupted accompanied by blinding light.

[The once arrogant Demon God let out a bloodcurdling roar of agony. A gaping hole was blasted into his seemingly indestructible chest, and black divine blood rained down like a torrential downpour.]

This attack shocked everyone watching.

"Wow... such power!" He Caitou was dumbfounded. As an expert in Soul Tool Turret, he had never imagined that primitive crossbows combined with Divine Power could unleash such destructive power.

"This power has surpassed the scope of Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell!" Duke Dai Hao was also shocked.

However, before everyone could cheer for this attack, the situation on the battlefield took a sharp turn for the worse.

[The severely wounded Demon God went berserk, and more Demon God surged in from all directions, all with one goal—to utterly destroy Gu Li Ji and kill the two Guardian Deity.]

[Morax was restrained by several Demon God of equal power. His Rock Spear moved like a dragon, each swing causing the heavens and earth to change color, but he was ultimately unable to spare any attention.]

[The defensive line of Gu Li Ji is beginning to crack under the endless onslaught of monsters.]

[Guizhong's face turned pale; piloting the Guizhong Machine was taking a heavy toll on her. She looked at the crumbling defensive line, at the people fleeing in terror amidst the flames of war, a flicker of pity and a hint of... resolve flashing in her eyes.]

Seeing this, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

They had a bad feeling.

Gu Yuena's heart, which had just begun to crack slightly, was once again gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Looking at the resolute figure in the picture, she seemed to see her former self.

[Guizhong took one last look at Morax, who was locked in fierce combat with a powerful enemy. That look transcended the flames of war and the clamor of battle, as if bidding a final farewell.]

She smiled, a smile tinged with both relief and reluctance.

[The next moment, she opened her arms and floated into the air.]

"Using my Divine Spark as the core of the formation..."

"With my divine body as a bulwark..."

"Let my soul be bound by dust..."

"Protect my people, forever!"

Her ethereal yet solemn voice resounded throughout the battlefield and into the hearts of all the spectators.

"Divine Spark?!"

God King Tang San, God of Emotion Rong Nianbing, God of Goodness Lieyan, God of Evil Jidong... all the Deity in the Divine Realm changed their expressions drastically the moment they heard those two words!

Divine Spark —that is the fundamental core of all a Gods's power, Laws, and even existence!

Burning Divine Spark means utter annihilation! There won't even be a chance for reincarnation!

"No! Don't!" Lie Yan cried out in despair. She remembered herself, who had also sacrificed herself for Ji Dong. But Guizhong, she did it to protect all the living beings in the city!

Ji Dong grabbed Lie Yan's hand, his body trembling. He understood all too well this determination to give everything for protection.

[A dazzling golden light burst forth from Guizhong's body.]

[Her body slowly dissipated in the light, turning into billions of golden dust particles. These dust particles did not drift away, but instead spread rapidly along a mysterious trajectory, forming a massive golden magic array covering the entire Gu Li Ji and even an area of hundreds of miles in radius.]

"The Dust World Lock!"

As her last divine thought dissipated, a massive golden barrier descended from the sky, isolating all the flames of war and Demon God outside.

[The Gu Li Ji has been preserved.]

But that gentle Dust Demon God has forever transformed into the dust that guards this land.

The image freezes at this moment.

The world was deathly silent.

Whether in the Divine Realm or the Douluo Continent, whether human or Soul Beast, everyone was speechless, stunned by this magnificent and tragic scene.

"Why... why..." Xiao Xiao's voice was trembling with sobs.

Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi remained silent, but their red-rimmed eyes betrayed the turmoil in their hearts.

"The Gods... would actually go to such lengths for mortals..." Xue Ye murmured to himself. As Emperor, he knew he could never make such a great sacrifice.

Chang Gongwei, Lei Xiang, A'Dai, Hai Long... These powerful figures from different worlds, all standing at the pinnacle, also felt a surge of emotions. They had seen countless Gods, some arrogant, some benevolent, some ruthless, but they had never seen such pure protection.

"So... this is what Gods are supposed to be like."

Gu Yuena repeated this sentence.

But this time, her voice no longer carried sorrow, but rather a despair bordering on utter despair.

The glimmer of hope that had just begun to rise was crushed by the cruel reality before them.

Look.

This is your human god.

She could burn her divine Divine Spark and turn into dust without hesitation to protect her people.

How magnificent, how glorious!

But this radiance was like a red-hot branding iron, burning her heart raw.

On what grounds?

Why do you have such Gods?!

Why should our hope for peaceful coexistence be built on the fall of such a Gods?

Why can't they even let us finish a beautiful dream?

A sharp, piercing pain spread from his heart to every part of his body. The millennia of Ice Seal and solitude, the pain of being betrayed by the whole world, erupted like a volcano at this moment.

"Wow--"

A mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for ten thousand years suddenly gushed out of Gu Yuena's mouth, staining the front of her clothes red.

Her body went limp.

"Gu Yuena!"

Tang Wulin's pupils contracted sharply, and he pulled her into his arms.

The body in his arms was frighteningly cold, yet trembling violently. A grief that seemed to tear his soul apart surged wildly into Tang Wulin's heart through the physical contact.

He finally understood the profound blood and tears behind her earlier words, "Why can they do it, but we can't?"

He held her tightly, trying to warm her with his body heat, but found that the chill emanating from the depths of her soul was impossible to dispel.

"Why..."

Gu Yuena buried herself in his arms, letting out a sound like the mournful cry of a young animal.

Why... can't I even take a look...?

Gu Yuena's words were like a pebble thrown into a still lake, rippling across the Kokomi of everyone present. What should a god be like? This question seemed to have never been answered so clearly, yet so profoundly, by the beings of the Douluo Continent.