Final Judgment of Original Sin, a New Era for Douluo

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Main Peak.

The smoke of war dispersed, and the sky cleared.

The blood-red clouds that had once blanketed the heavens slowly scattered, and the shattered firmament healed once more. Warm, pure sunlight fell across the continent, washing away the remaining Divine Blood, erasing the traces of war, and soothing the devastation as far as the eye could see.

All seven Supreme Gods had fallen, and not one of the million-strong God Army survived.

The Divine Realm's rule, which had endured for tens of millions of years, completely collapsed. The shackles of planar reincarnation, unchanged since antiquity, shattered utterly at this moment.

Li Xuan stood quietly atop the sea of clouds, his white robes unstained by dust.

For the last time, the system listed the full record in cold, orderly text, bringing this ancient war to its end.

[Current Shock Points Balance: 326,500,000.]

[Plane Level: Exceptional promotion to a mid-level plane, free from Divine Realm jurisdiction.]

[Continental Status: Reincarnation shattered, divine restrictions lifted, spiritual energy revived, origin perfected.]

[Postwar Remnants: Powerhouses from all realms have returned to their places; three native True Gods remain to guard the continent.]

High above, the figures of the powerhouses from all realms gradually faded.

The Black-Robed Swordsman gave a slight nod, sheathed his black sword, and dissolved into the void. The Eternal Dragon Soul turned into a streak of golden light and vanished into the continent's earth veins, protecting this newborn land for all eternity.

The demons, Martial Saints, Netherworld ruler, and supreme beings of the myriad realms bade farewell one after another, crossing through planar passages to return to their original worlds.

They had come to slay gods and risen up for justice.

Now that the Divine Court had been destroyed and all dust had settled, the powerhouses of the myriad realms left behind neither glory nor renown, departing quietly.

Within the battlefield of the void, Bo Saixi, Tang Chen, and Bibi Dong, the three native True Gods, slowly descended.

Though their divine garments were damaged, their expressions were calm. Having endured the greatest calamity since antiquity, they were finally no longer pawns of the gods, no longer playthings of fate.

From this day onward, they would fight only for Douluo and protect only its living beings.

Divine light condensed around Qian Renxue, and the barrier holding her at the half-step True God realm loosened. She was just one step away from entering the realm of a True God. Di Tian restrained his dragon might and led the remaining Soul Beasts back to Star Dou; Soul Beasts and humans no longer bore an eternal blood feud.

The major human sects and the Two Great Empires began cleaning up the aftermath.

Amid broken walls and ruins, surviving creatures supported one another as they gazed silently at the clear sky.

For the first time in tens of millions of years, they no longer had to fear the gods, fear being harvested, or face deaths that had been predetermined.

There was no Divine Court manipulation, no deliberate warfare, and no false reincarnation.

This continent truly belonged to its living beings.

The dark Sky Screen slowly lit up one final time. A white curtain of light covered heaven and earth, ready to announce the final judgment.

The previous twenty-seven installments had exposed the sins of the gods, revealed the truth of the plane, and torn away the mask of destiny.

But this final Sky Screen existed for one person alone.

[Final Review: Original Sin of the Mortal World, False Destiny.]

[Subject of Judgment: Tang San.]

[Verdict: Slaughtered his own kind, plundered spiritual springs, deceived his beloved, clung to the Divine Court. His sins reach the heavens and can never be redeemed.]

The icy words were branded across the sky—blunt, solemn, and utterly merciless.

Across the entire continent, billions of living beings watched at once.

The Sky Screen replayed its scenes, recounting Tang San's lifelong crimes one by one.

The Human-Faced Demon Spider Clan had been exterminated merely so he could stack External Soul Bones upon himself;

The Icefire Yin Yang Well had been forcibly plundered, its immortal-herb essence cultivated by ferocious beasts for a thousand years seized and occupied;

In Star Dou Forest, he had deliberately laid his schemes and calculated for his beloved girl to sacrifice her Soul Bone;

At Jialing Pass, he had attached himself to the Divine Realm, willingly becoming a puppet god chosen by the gods;

Throughout his life, he had been hypocritical and cold-blooded, selfish and deceitful, climbing to the highest position atop the corpses of countless living beings.

Every scene was clear and direct, every piece of evidence irrefutable.

In the past, the people of the world had been blinded by destiny and deceived by fate, unable to see the filthy heart beneath his outward appearance.

But with the Sky Screen's review today, every concealment was ripped apart, and every lie was completely exposed.

A remote forest.

Tang San stood alone amid withered grass, covered in mud and utterly bedraggled.

Every frame on the Sky Screen was like an icy blade, piercing his soul again and again.

There was no defense, no rebuttal.

By now, he understood that his sins were grave beyond forgiveness.

Xiao Wu stood quietly beyond the clearing, not a trace of love remaining in her clear eyes.

The truth behind her sacrifice, the deliberate calculations, the long deception—every tenderness of the past had been nothing but a false bubble.

She gently shook her head, completely severing the bonds of the past. From then on, there would be no more love-struck Soft Bone Rabbit in this world, only an ordinary Soul Beast protecting the continent.

"I was wrong..."

Tang San murmured in a hoarse voice.

Regret filled every inch of his body, but there was never a chance in this world to begin again.

The living beings he had harmed, the opportunities he had stolen, and the sincere hearts he had betrayed could never be repaid.

High above the sea of clouds.

Li Xuan looked down indifferently at the lonely figure below, his cool voice spreading across the continent:

"All living beings in this world make mistakes."

"When mortals err, they may still repent. When living beings commit evil, they may still atone."

"But your hands are stained with the blood of innocents. You plundered without end throughout your life, clung to the evil Divine Court, and turned a blind eye to the suffering of the world."

"Your sins stand above all living beings. They cannot be forgiven."

There would be no cruel torture, no slaughter.

The cruelest punishment was often silent abandonment.

"I strip you of all Soul Power, bloodline, opportunities, and talent."

"I erase all your destiny, divinity, and special physique."

"You are reduced to a mortal and imprisoned forever within a remote Barren Mountain on this continent. You may never leave for the rest of your life."

"No one will accompany you, no one will ask after you. You will remain alone, repenting for eternity."

As his words fell, the power of Heavenly Dao crashed down.

Golden streams of light bound Tang San's body. The Sea God's power, the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Twin Martial Souls, and Innate Full Soul Power were all stripped away and dispersed.

The once dazzling child of destiny lost every trace of his radiance, becoming a thin, ordinary mortal.

An invisible barrier shrouded the Barren Mountain, cutting it off from all life and human traces.

From then on, that Barren Mountain became Tang San's eternal prison of repentance.

There was no longer any Tang San favored by destiny in this world.

Upon the Sky Screen, the final words of judgment were permanently engraved:

[Good and evil shall receive their due; Heavenly Dao favors the cycle of retribution.]

[False destiny has come to an end. The age of mortals has arrived.]

The judgment ended, and the Sky Screen slowly faded away.

From this day onward, there would be no more light screen, no more reviews, and no more control by gods.

The sky was blue, and the breeze was gentle.

In Spirit City, Bibi Dong restored order among humanity, abolished old corrupt practices, and made all humans equal;

On Sea God Island, Bo Saixi rewrote the laws of the seas. The Sea Clan and humanity coexisted peacefully, and conflicts of hunting and slaughter ceased;

At the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen reorganized the sect, broke its isolation, and taught methods of tempering the body for the benefit of Soul Masters everywhere;

In the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian set down rules: Soul Beasts would not harm people at will, and humanity would not hunt Soul Beasts without restraint;

Qian Renxue remained in the mortal world, protecting the remnants of the Angel Clan and cleansing the sacred filth of the past.

The Divine Realm completely became history, and the Supreme Gods became dust-covered tales of the past.

Douluo Continent broke free from its shackles. Spiritual energy revived without end, earth veins continuously awakened, mountains and rivers were remade, and waterways ran clear.

The future would no longer be written, and fate would no longer be predetermined.

Mortals could strive to become stronger, Soul Beasts could cultivate in peace, all things could grow freely, and all living beings could coexist as equals.

This was a brand-new era belonging to Douluo.

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Hall.

The dust of the myriad realms had settled, and all matters in the world had returned to peace.

Li Xuan looked down at the renewed continent below, his white robes fluttering gently in the wind.

The system sounded its final notification, bringing this world to a complete close.

[Ding! All Douluo Plane missions completed.]

[Final reward settlement: Eternal Longevity Physique, Myriad Realms Free-Passage Authority.]

[Host Freedom: You may remain in this plane or travel through the myriad heavens and realms.]

He raised a hand and gave a light wave, causing the sea of clouds to part slowly.

The Longevity Sect concealed itself within the clouds, never again involving itself in worldly affairs or disturbing the living beings below.

This continent needed neither gods nor rulers.

When living beings saved themselves and all people grew stronger, that was the best possible ending.

The setting sun cast its glow over the earth, its lingering light warm and gentle.

Cooking smoke rose throughout the continent. Children laughed, travelers came and went, and all living beings lived in harmony.

There was no war, no slaughter, no deception, and no gods.

The wind swept across the sea of clouds, and all things were reborn.

The ancient Divine Court had finally fallen,

And every sin had faced judgment.

From this day onward, Douluo had no gods,

Only a sky of freedom and equality for all.