Morax Pressed His Hand to the Ground and Raised a Rock Bridge Across the Chasm: Tang San: His Divine Spark Was Forged Along the Way

Morax's shoulder seemed to twitch almost imperceptibly.

He didn't turn around, but just listened quietly.

He was also familiar with that song. Once, Guizhong loved to hum this tune while fiddling with her strange and wonderful mechanisms amidst the blooming Flower Sea of Glaze Lily.

Now, the Flower Sea is gone, and so are the singers.

All that remained was him, the land that needed his protection, and the people who needed his guidance.

This is his "contract".

Until the very last moment.

Outside the [Light Screen], the God Realm Committee.

Rong Nianbing let out a long sigh. The former Cooking God's face was full of complex emotions.

"He stopped killing with killing, and kept his promise with action. His ' Divine Spark ' was forged step by step during this migration, built little by little through protection and slaughter. Unlike us..."

His words silenced all the Deity present.

How do the gods of the Douluo God Realm become gods?

Inherit the divine position.

Through the trials, they inherit the legacy and ascend to the highest levels. They are powerful, immortal, they set the Rules, and they look down upon all living beings.

But who among them had ever walked alongside their people through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, rebuilding their homes from the ruins like Morax did?

"His power originates from his people, and is used for his people," Tang San said, his eyes fixed on the Light Screen, his Purple Demon Eye seemingly trying to see through everything the man carried. "His Authority is his responsibility. This is a path to godhood we have never seen before."

"Responsibility..." the Sea Dragon God murmured to himself, "We also have the responsibility to Guardian Deity the divine realm."

"No the same."

This time, it was the God of Goodness Lieyan, who spoke.

She nestled in Ji Dong's arms and whispered, "Our responsibility is to protect an established ' Order.' His responsibility, however, is to create a new ' Order ' from ruins. The former is about maintaining, the latter is about creating. What he carries is far heavier than we can imagine."

Ji Dong gripped his wife's hand tightly. He recalled everything he had done to revive Lie Yan, and he deeply understood the pain of losing a beloved. But Morax not only had to endure the pain, but also transform that pain into power to protect more people.

What an incredibly strong heart that requires!

Star Dou Great Forest.

The complex emotions in the Dragon God's enormous golden eyes grew even stronger.

"Creation..." His deep voice boomed like thunder, "We Dragon Clan were once the creators of heaven and earth. But in the end, we regarded our people as tools to display our glory, rather than a responsibility to protect."

The Dragon Prince beside him shuddered.

This statement was undoubtedly a critique of the Dragon Clan's past beliefs. As the Crown Prince, he should have refuted it, but looking at the man in the Light Screen, he couldn't utter a single word.

glory?

Faced with such a heavy responsibility, the glory that the Dragon Clan takes pride in seems so pale and so laughable.

True greatness, it turns out, lies not in conquering, but in protecting.

It's not about making all living beings kneel in worship, but about providing them with a safe haven.

Shrek Academy.

"So... so cool..." He Caitou murmured to himself. He wasn't referring to Morax's appearance, but rather to his unwavering composure, his ability to obliterate powerful enemies with a flick of his finger. "That's true security!"

Xu Sanshi, unusually, didn't argue with him, but nodded. "Yes, with such a god by my side, even if the sky falls, I can sleep peacefully."

His gaze swept over Jiang Nannan beside him. She didn't speak, but her tightly pursed lips betrayed her inner turmoil.

A glimmer of light rekindled in Tang Ya's eyes.

She looked at the Light Screen, then at Bei Bei beside her.

"Bei Bei, do you think our Tang Sect can also become a guardian like him?"

Bei Bei nodded solemnly and grasped her hand. "Yes, we will. What we protect is the glory of the Tang Sect, and also each and every one of our companions."

The two clan leaders, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, exchanged a glance, both seeing deep respect in each other's eyes.

"With the dignity of Gods, yet performing the duties of a mortal, walking alongside the people. This emperor is truly worthy of the name 'god'," Niu Tian said in a deep voice.

"He's more than just worthy of the title," Tai Tan grumbled. "Compared to him, those guys in the Douluo God Realm are nothing but a bunch of pretentious good-for-nothings!"

Inside the imperial palace.

Xue Ye leaned back on his throne. He was very old, but at this moment, his eyes were unusually bright.

"Tian Hen, did you see that?" he asked his grandson Tian Hen beside him.

Tian Hen, the future Emperor, nodded solemnly. "I see it, Grandfather. I see what a Monarch should look like."

"No." Xue Ye shook his head. "What you saw was a god who set aside his divine airs and did what a Monarch should do. This is more worthy of reverence than the Monarch himself."

He paused, then continued, "Remember this scene, Tian Hen. Remember, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The hearts of the people are the strongest foundation of the empire. This God of Geo protects not the land, not the cities, but the hearts of the people."

On the other side, in the world of Chang Gongwei.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is..." Chang Gongwei seemed to have figured something out, a bitter smile appearing on his face. "The contract of protection... I always thought that God was the giver and the judge. Now I understand that the true God is first and foremost the protector."

Lei Xiang patted him on the shoulder. "The gods of our world have probably long forgotten this. They reside high in the Divine Realm, enjoying faith, but they have long since strayed from the roots of faith."

A'Dai, the future Mandun the God of Death, simply watched quietly. His somewhat wooden face revealed little emotion. But no one knew that a raging storm was brewing within him.

He thought of his teacher and the expectations the God King had for him.

To protect...?

The images flowed across the Light Screen.

The migrating caravans crossed the wilderness and traversed the mountains.

Morax always led the way, using his Divine Power to smooth the rugged mountain path, using his Rock Spear to slay all lurking threats, and silently fulfilling his promise.

Finally, they arrived at a rushing river.

The river was swift and blocked everyone's path.

People's faces showed confusion and exhaustion.

Just then, Mora -Kess walked to the riverbank.

He reached out and gently pressed his hand on the ground.

"Use this body as a foundation to pave the way for my people."

As his deep and solemn voice rang out, the earth began to tremble violently.

Before everyone's awe-inspiring eyes, a Giant Bridge made from a single block of rock rose from one end of the riverbank, spanning the chasm and landing steadily on the other side!