Cang Lan Empire

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the center of the map.

There, a vast, boundless green region stretches from east to west, almost dividing the continent in two.

"Star Dou Great Forest"

Xia Yang explained calmly, "This is not only a habitat for Spirit Beast, but also Heavenly Chasm separating the north and south."

"In the past, the Two Great Empires coexisted, and besides the Spirit Hall's deliberate efforts to maintain balance, geographical barriers were the main factor."

A brief silence fell over the hall.

Indeed, even for Soul Master, traversing the Star Dou Great Forest is no easy feat, let alone for ordinary officials and soldiers.

Therefore, effectively unifying the north and south was virtually an impossible task.

"Therefore."

Xia Yang continued, "In order to effectively govern the Star Luo Empire homeland, I have decided to bestow Star Luo City upon the Sea God Cult as its core base on land."

"This city shall be renamed Sea God City from this day forward."

The six, including Sea Spear Douluo, immediately bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your grace Sea God!"

Xia Yang nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the right.

Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the others felt that gaze and all bowed their heads respectfully, their posture humble.

As for the Spirit Hall...

Xia Yang paused for a moment before continuing, "Since I've already stated my word, I naturally won't go back on it."

"From this day forward, the Spirit Hall will be split into two."

"One is the management organization for Imperial Soul Master, headquartered in Heaven Dou City, responsible for Soul Master registration, assessment, and daily supervision."

"The second is the Angel God Cult, which returns to the true essence of faith and exists as an independent church."

"The former Spirit City will be renamed Angel City."

A huge weight was finally lifted from Qian Daoliu's heart. He then led everyone in a deep bow and said, "We respectfully obey the Divine Edict and thank the Sea God for his grace."

Xia Yang then stood up and said, "You can discuss the specific details of government affairs, the appointment and removal of officials, and the revision of Laws with my parents."

They are already waiting in the side hall.

After saying this, Xia Yang's body flashed with golden light, and his figure faded away in the main hall.

As the Divine Might dissipated, the atmosphere inside the hall relaxed.

The representatives from all sides looked at each other, and after a moment, they began to talk in small groups.

Sea Spear Douluo approached Qian Daoliu, cupped his hands, and said, "Great Offering, in the future, the Sea God Cult and the Angel Cult will both be the Orthodox Religion of the New Dynasty. I hope you will take good care of us."

Qian Daoliu the greeting with a smile and said, "Sea Spear Holy Pillar, you're too kind."

"Since we are separated by distance, we need to help and support each other."

On the other side, Liu Erlong was discussing the details of the military handover with Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Ah Yin also discussed the integration of Soul Master files with several former Red-robed Bishop of the Spirit Hall.

The sunlight outside the hall was perfect, streaming in through the long windows in the wall and casting long, slender shadows of everyone present.

On the first day of the eighth lunar month, the former Heaven Dou City, now renamed "Douluo City," ushered in a historic moment in the new Imperial Capital.

As dawn broke, the city already presented a magnificent scene.

Flags fluttered on both sides of the main road.

The gold and blue flag of the Sea God Cult flew side by side with the gold and white flag of the Angel Cult.

The banners of various families and sects were also displayed there.

The ten-mile -Long Street from the city gate to the Imperial Palace was swept clean, the marble pavement was so shiny it reflected the light, and every ten steps along the way, guards in bright silver armor stood with halberds.

The square in front of the Imperial Palace was packed with people.

The altar, standing nine zhang nine chi tall, rises from the ground. It is divided into three levels, each carved with patterns of intertwined waves and angel wings.

It symbolizes the coexistence of the Sea God and the Angel God Cult.

Seating areas were set up around the platform, arranged in order of rank.

The stands were now completely full.

At 3:45 AM, nine cannon shots were fired.

Representatives from Various Factions entered in turn as the master of ceremonies called out their names, each announcement eliciting murmurs from the crowd.

"Clear Sky Sect has arrived--"

The announcement caused a slight commotion in the front row of the audience.

An elderly man with a long, dark red robe and a bushy beard strode in, followed by the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

"That's... Tang Chen?"

"The previous sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect? Wasn't it said that he had perished many years ago...?"

"He's still alive!"

Whispers spread like wildfire.

The reappearance of this once- Peak Douluo, who once dominated the continent, is of great significance.

Many veteran powerhouses wore complex expressions.

Tang Chen's appearance signifies that the Clear Sky Sect's status in the New Dynasty will far exceed expectations.

Tang Chen seemed oblivious to the stares around him, and went straight to sit in the first row on the left, closing his eyes to rest.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has arrived--"

The one who came this time was not the old sect leader Yu Yuanzhen, but a Tyrant Dragon Yu Luomian.

At this moment, Yu Luomian was wearing a deep purple robe embroidered with thunder patterns. Although he only had the strength of Soul Douluo, he walked with ease and showed no fear whatsoever.

"It's Vice Yu Luomian... no, she should be called Sect Master now."

Those in the know exchanged information in hushed tones.

The former sect leader, Yu Yuanzhen, had been in seclusion for half a year, but in reality, he was forced into retirement because of the incident where he had sent someone to secretly attack Xia Yang.

The person who carried out the execution back then was reported to Qi Deviation and died suddenly a few months ago.

As for Yu Xiaogang, who had a grudge against Xia Yang, he was also permanently stripped of his power and placed under house arrest in the sect's forbidden area.

On the contrary, Yu Luomian, because his daughter Liu Erlong was already one of the Sea God's wives, saw her status rise accordingly. As a Soul Douluo, she took charge of Three Upper Clans, becoming a subtle symbol in the New Dynasty's structure.

Yu Luomian walked to the viewing area, first nodded in greeting in the direction of Tang Chen, and then sat down comfortably in the second seat on the right.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has arrived--"

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a moon-white long robe and holding a folding fan, entered the square with a gentle and refined demeanor.

Beside him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin followed with his sword, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena like lightning.

The emergence of this duo did not cause much surprise.

Throughout this upheaval, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect maintained a cautious neutrality, neither actively seeking allegiance nor fiercely resisting, ultimately managing to emerge unscathed.

Ning Fengzhi walked to Yu Luomian's side, the two smiled at each other, and then sat down.

Following closely behind, Various Factions filed in.

"The Elephant Armored Sect has arrived—"

"The Wind Sword Sect has arrived--"

"The Fire Leopard Sect has arrived—"

"The Black Tortoise Sect has arrived—"

Soul Master families, independent sects, and even some ancient lineages that had been hidden away for many years, which had once been affiliated with the Two Great Empires and the Spirit Hall, all sent representatives at this moment.

Some looked solemn, some had expectant eyes, and some were slightly uneasy, but without exception, they all chose to appear at this moment that would determine the future of the continent.

At that moment, the sun was high in the sky.

Soon, ninety-nine chimes echoed from the depths of the Imperial Palace, their sound carrying for miles.

The entire room fell silent.

Above the altar of Heaven, the clouds suddenly glowed with a golden-blue light.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly descended from the radiance.

Today, Xia Yang wore a plain white robe with Sea Blue Sash around his waist.

His gaze calmly swept over the dark mass of people below; without a word, his Divine Might naturally enveloped the entire area.