The Fallen Son of God, the Demon God Returning to Douluo

The ocean waves crashed against the reefs of Sea God Island as they always had, yet the sound was no longer a sacred hymn, but rather the mournful wail of some ancient deity.

Tang San curled up beneath the stone steps that once belonged to the first trial of the Sea God. Those steps, once engraved with divine patterns and flowing with azure brilliance, were now shattered into a pile of rubble. His clothes were long since tattered, and his exposed skin was covered in dark red scabs mixed with sand and salt.

"Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu, run..."

He babbled unconsciously, blood seeping from his cracked lips. In his sea of consciousness, the Blue Silver Emperor, which had once been full of vitality, had withered until only a pitch-black root remained; as for the Clear Sky Hammer he had once been so proud of, it had crumbled into countless shards of iron, piercing his soul.

This was the punishment Yu Tianyu had left for him—not death, but a despair far crueler than death.

Heaven Dou City was currently plunged into an eerie, deathly silence.

The Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, which once represented the core of power, was now surrounded by a group of knights clad in heavy dragon-scaled armor. These knights were not the imperial Heaven Dou guards, but men from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

However, on their armor, the original lightning emblems had been covered by a layer of dark purple flame patterns.

This was the Dragon Slayer Legion.

Inside the grand hall, Emperor Xue Ye sat trembling on the dragon throne, his aged face filled with defeat. Below him, it was not the civil and military officials, but a youth sitting on the armrest of the steps.

Yu Tianyu toyed with the golden crown that symbolized the imperial power of Heaven Dou, tossing it onto the ground like trash.

"Your Majesty, the gears of the era have turned for too long; they need to stop and rest." Yu Tianyu turned his head, his deep purple dragon eyes devoid of killing intent, holding only the indifference of one looking down at ants.

"You... what exactly do you want to do?" Emperor Xue Ye's voice was hoarse. "I have already agreed to cede Dugu Bo's territory to you and open the imperial treasury..."

"What I want is not these worldly possessions."

Yu Tianyu stood up and stepped on the golden crown, the golden frame instantly twisting and deforming under the power of the Dragon Slayer.

"What I want is the entire sky."

From the shadows behind him, a beautiful figure slowly stepped out. Hu Liena wore a tight-fitting purple-black leather dress, her once charming eyes now filled with fanatical obedience. She held a jade tray, upon which rested several crystals radiating rich vitality.

"Master, the remnants of Spirit Hall have been fully integrated." Hu Liena knelt on one knee respectfully. "Bibi Dong destroyed the Elder Hall before fleeing, but we intercepted most of the spirit bones and resources."

"Bibi Dong..." Yu Tianyu sneered. "Does she think she can escape by hiding in the Rakshasa Secret Realm? On this continent, the dragon's sense of smell is the sharpest."

He walked to the entrance of the hall and looked at the massive city under the setting sun.

"Let the Dragon Slayer Legion enter the city. Any Spirit Master who dares to resist is to have their spirit power crippled and be thrown into the mines. This world no longer needs so many 'free' pawns."

"Yes!" Hu Liena lowered her head, her eyes filled with infatuation.

At this moment, in the center of the Star Dou Forest, at the Life Lake.

The surface of the lake rippled as massive shadows swam beneath the water.

"That human with the aura of a true dragon... he is becoming stronger." A voice as low as thunder echoed in the depths of the forest.

"His power does not come from a spirit, but from a 'sovereignty' we have never seen before." The massive head of the Azure Bull Python surfaced, its eyes filled with deep apprehension.

Beside it, the mountain-like body of the Titan Giant Ape shifted uneasily. It could feel that all the living creatures in the forest were trembling; that fear came from the depths of their bloodlines, the instinct of prey facing an apex predator.

"He took Xiao Wu." The Titan Giant Ape let out a roar that made the leaves rustle.

"Shut up, Er Ming!" the Azure Bull Python scolded coldly. "Go save her? You wouldn't even make it out of the forest before being turned to ash by his dark purple flames. Even that old hag on Sea God Island couldn't stop him; if we go, we're just delivering two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings."

Just then, a crack suddenly tore open in the void.

A bolt of dark red lightning tore through the sky and slammed heavily onto the lakeshore.

As the smoke cleared, a disheveled man appeared before the two spirit beasts. He was covered in blood, the six wings on his back were tattered, and his once scholarly face was filled with madness.

Qian Xunji? No, he had been dead for many years.

It was Qian Daoliu, who had forcibly activated the divine inheritance through secret arts after being crushed by Yu Tianyu.

"Save me..." Qian Daoliu's voice was aged and desperate. "He... he is hunting gods! He is devouring the divinity of the Angel!"

Behind him, a streak of dark golden fire flashed by.

Yu Tianyu's figure appeared as if he had crossed space, holding a long sword condensed from dark red magic.

"Old man, you run quite fast."

Yu Tianyu looked at the two hundred-thousand-year spirit beasts in the lake, a cruel smile curling his lips.

"Since you are all gathered here, then let's all become part of my staircase to godhood."

The battle, or rather the one-sided execution, lasted less than a quarter of an hour.

The Life Lake was dyed an eerie purple.

The Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape were unable to even deploy their domains before their defenses were forcibly torn apart by the move known as the "Dragon Slayer Secret Art."

Yu Tianyu stood in the center of the lake, his feet planted on the massive head of the Azure Bull Python, his hands clutching two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings that radiated a seductive red glow.

"Hundred-thousand-year spirit rings? To me, they are just the best 'snacks'."

He did not attach the spirit rings to his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit, but instead crushed them directly. The violent energy transformed into pure magic, continuously strengthening his body.

A series of bone-cracking pops suddenly erupted from his back.

Two wings, four wings, six wings... a full twelve massive dark golden dragon wings snapped open, blotting out the sunlight across the entire forest.

"Finally... reached this step."

Yu Tianyu took a deep breath, feeling the life force of the entire continent converging toward him.

He closed his eyes, his spiritual power instantly traversing thousands of mountains and rivers.

He saw Bibi Dong gasping for breath in the underground secret realm of Spirit City, saw Tang San scavenging for scraps in the ruins of Sea God Island, and saw Xiao Wu, who was withering away in that luxurious cage, waiting only for his return.

"It's not over yet, Brother San."

Yu Tianyu opened his eyes, his tone chillingly gentle. "I have prepared a final performance for you."

Several months later, Heaven Dou City, the execution platform.

The entire city was decorated in eerie shades of black and purple.

Countless commoners were forced to kneel on both sides of the streets.

On the execution platform, two figures who were once arrogant and untouchable were chained to iron pillars.

One was Tang San, disheveled and driven to madness. His fingernails had long since been pulled out, and he was forced to watch footage of Xiao Wu being "trained" every day, which had shattered his soul into countless pieces; even hearing the word "Yu" would make him convulse uncontrollably.

The other was the former Pope, Bibi Dong. Her Rakshasa God divinity had been forcibly stripped away by Yu Tianyu, and she was now so weak she could not even stand.

"Everyone."

Draped in a black and gold dragon robe, Yu Tianyu walked through the air, a dark purple fire lotus blooming under his feet with every step.

"The remnants of the old era will be completely purged today."

He pointed at Tang San and spoke to the entire city: "This is the savior you once believed in, the follower of so-called 'truth.' He chose to flee when faced with the strong, and chose to go insane when faced with torture."

"And I, I grant you a new order."

Yu Tianyu snapped his fingers.

A beautiful young girl wearing translucent golden gauze, her eyes dull and vacant, walked out from behind the stage. It was Xiao Wu.

She walked up to Tang San and, under the gaze of everyone, slowly raised a dagger engraved with dragon patterns.

"Brother San... Master said that if I kill you, I will be free." Xiao Wu's voice was as hollow as a deep valley, yet it reached Tang San's ears with perfect clarity.

Tang San's murky pupils constricted violently as he looked at the girl before him, the lover he had once sworn to protect with his life.

"Xiao... Xiao Wu..." He used all his remaining strength to squeeze the final sound from his throat.

"Puchi!"

The dagger pierced flesh.

Xiao Wu did not hesitate; or rather, after months of mental castration by Yu Tianyu, she no longer possessed the capacity for "hesitation." Like a mechanical doll, she plunged the dagger into Tang San's chest again and again.

Blood splattered onto her face and onto her thin, light gauze dress.

In that moment, what Tang San felt was not pain, but despair.

An ultimate despair that crushed his very soul, leaving him no chance for reincarnation.

Yu Tianyu stood on high, savoring the scene. He did not need the faith of these people; he only needed their fear.

Because fear is more enduring and more real than faith.

"Brother San, after you die, I will seal your soul beneath the ruins of Sea God Island, letting you listen to the wailing of the waves for eternity."

Yu Tianyu turned his head to look at Bibi Dong.

"As for you... Your Holiness. I will let you witness how I conquer the God Realm within my Dragon Kingdom. After all, a living 'loser' is the greatest reward for me."

On this day.

A massive phantom of a black dragon appeared in the sky, opening its giant maw to swallow the sun whole.

The entire Soul Land fell into an eternal night.

In that darkness, only one voice echoed repeatedly.

"Those who submit to me shall prosper; those who defy me... shall have no return."

It was a divine oracle.

And even more, the declaration of a demon god.

Yu Tianyu slowly sat upon a throne forged from the spines of countless Spirit Masters, holding the now completely mindless Xiao Wu in his arms.

He looked toward the entrance of the God Realm in the void, a cruel curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Next stop, the God Realm. I hope those so-called gods will be more interesting than the bugs on this continent."