Divine Realm Ruins, Divine Treasures Everywhere

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Main Peak.

The azure sky stretched cloudless for miles, and a gentle breeze scattered the last wisps of smoke. After the great war ended, the entire Douluo Continent sank into unprecedented peace and clarity. The Divine Realm, once suspended high above the nine heavens, had been utterly destroyed. The seven Supreme Gods had vanished without even corpses remaining, while the million-strong God Army turned into specks of divine light that scattered throughout the plane.

The air was permeated with a dense, pure sacred aura.

These were fragments of origin left behind after the gods had fallen, the divine remnants left by the ancient Divine Court.

Li Xuan stood silently in white robes, his indifferent gaze fixed upon the cracks in the Divine Realm still lingering within the shattered void.

A system panel appeared clearly before him, its cold, orderly data recording the new changes to the plane after the war.

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

[Plane level: Intermediate Plane (continuing to rise).]

[Remaining resources: Divine Realm spatial ruins, Supreme God origin fragments, divine materials left behind by the million-strong God Army.]

[Native deities: Bo Saixi, Tang Chen, Bibi Dong (their Divine Positions stabilized, governing continental order).]

Although the Divine Realm had been destroyed, the endless resources accumulated by the ancient Divine Court had not vanished with it.

High above the nine heavens, the shattered barrier of the Divine Realm still floated in the air.

Collapsed divine palaces, broken divine pillars, congealed Divine Blood, shattered divine armor—countless Divine Realm ruins drifted through the gaps between planes, gleaming brilliantly.

They were treasures amassed by gods over countless ages, divine troves that lowly beings had dreamed of obtaining.

The dark Sky Screen slowly lit up once more. A silver-white curtain of light enveloped heaven and earth. There was no grave judgment, no bloody revelation—only a brand-new postwar inventory.

[First entry of the New Era: Divine Realm Treasures.]

[The gods have fallen, but their ruins remain; the accumulations of eternity are bestowed upon Douluo.]

[The entire void is covered in divinity and opportunities.]

The blunt, icy narration echoed across the continent, instantly stirring the hearts of countless living beings.

Before this, everyone had only remembered the War Against Heaven, the destruction of the gods, and their escape from the cycle of reincarnation.

Yet no one had expected that after the gods died, they would leave behind such an enormous Divine Realm inheritance.

Above Spirit City.

Bibi Xi wore a black divine robe, Netherworld Divine Power flowing slowly around her. She raised her head to gaze at the shattered divine palaces drifting through the nine heavens, and a trace of emotion flickered through her cool eyes.

The Divine Realm had ruled for eternity, plundering the origins of countless planes. Now, all those plundered treasures remained on this newborn continent.

"The gods plundered all heavens. Now, they have returned everything."

Bibi Dong murmured softly. Her fingers shifted slightly, and a strand of drifting golden Divine Blood fell into her palm.

The Divine Blood was warm and pure, containing supreme divinity. It was enough to allow an ordinary soul master to ascend to godhood in a single step.

Over the waters of Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi stepped upon the waves and floated in the air. Azure seawater gathered of its own accord into an enormous water mirror, reflecting the ruins in the void.

The broken Sea God's Divine Trident, shattered Deep-Sea Divine Crystals, and abandoned Oceanic Divine Arrays all floated above the sea.

Treasures that had once belonged exclusively to the Sea God were now exposed before all living beings without reservation.

"In the past, he enslaved the living beings of my sea. Today, the sea alone shall claim these divine treasures."

Bo Saixi swept out a hand, and seawater spanning thousands of miles drew in the shattered divine materials, slowly sinking them into the Deep-Sea Treasury for safekeeping.

At the former site of Slaughter City.

Tang Chen gripped the Clear Sky Divine Hammer, his aged eyes fixed intently on the blood-colored fragments in the void.

They were the residual origin of murderous aura left behind after the Asura God fell, containing the most tyrannical laws of slaughter in all heavens.

To soul masters who loved fierce combat and were obsessed with the hammer path, they were peerless treasures.

"Asura imprisoned me for half my life. Today, he leaves behind his origin to compensate the martial cultivators of the world."

Tang Chen's hammer light trembled as he gathered and sealed the blood-red murderous aura filling the sky, leaving it behind as a martial legacy for the continent.

Star Dou Great Forest.

Di Tian's enormous body stood atop an ancient tree, his dragon eyes staring at the Life God's Divine Leaves floating throughout the sky.

They were the origin left behind by the fallen Life God, possessing heaven-defying abilities of endless vitality and regenerating severed limbs.

For Soul Beasts with short lifespans and a tendency to die young, they were blessings beyond imagination.

"The life force left behind by the Divine Realm shall nourish the Soul Beast race."

Di Tian let out a low roar, driving the entire Star Dou Great Forest to absorb the drifting aura of life.

Across the land, all living beings gazed at the sky in shock.

Shattered divine armor, Divine Ore, fragments of laws, Divine Godhead fragments, Divine Spring Essence...

Countless Divine Realm treasures that had existed only in legends were scattered across the plane without concealment.

Any single fragment could create a Titled Douluo;

any single drop of Divine Blood could rewrite one's talent and constitution;

any single strand of law could create a supreme cultivation art.

After overthrowing the gods, this continent that had suffered so much received the most generous gift of all.

The imperial families of the Two Great Empires convened meetings overnight, mobilizing all their manpower to search for scattered divine materials;

ancient hidden sects emerged from seclusion, traversing mountains and rivers to gather drifting divinity;

wandering soul masters formed groups and rushed toward the former battlefields to collect the remaining divine fragments;

everyone understood—

this was the only god-tier opportunity in all eternity.

Miss it today, and it would never come again.

On a remote Barren Mountain.

Tang San, stripped of all his power, sat alone upon a cold rock.

His clothes were tattered and his face sallow. He had long since lost his formerly handsome appearance and now looked like the most ordinary mountain peasant.

Even from far away, he could see the divine treasures filling the nine heavens.

In the past, immortal herbs had been his for the taking, soul bones had been his to seize at will, and opportunities had fallen into his hands with a casual gesture.

The resources, fortune, and favor of the entire world had all been piled upon him alone.

But now, treasures covered the land, within arm's reach, yet an invisible barrier had permanently cut him off from them.

Divine radiance could not approach the Barren Mountain, and origin fragments could not pass through the restriction.

He had been utterly shut out from all fortune, able only to watch helplessly as all living beings received the gods' gifts.

The disparity pierced to the bone, and regret gnawed at his very marrow.

"Clearly... clearly, I should have had everything..."

Tang San lowered his head and laughed bitterly, his clouded eyes bloodshot.

He had once disdained the continent's resources and craved a lofty place in the Divine Realm.

Now the Divine Realm had fallen and the continent was soaring, while he had become the lowliest mortal.

Xiao Wu stood at the edge of a distant forest, quietly gazing at the divine treasures filling the sky.

She had long severed the ties of past affection, and her clear eyes were calm and indifferent.

The hatred of her sacrifice, the resentment of deception, and the false love had all settled with the dust of judgment.

Now, she sought only to cultivate in peace and protect this continent that had regained its freedom.

Among the high clouds.

Qian Renxue wore golden divine armor, with one foot already in the realm of a True God.

She reached out and caught a pure white Angel God's Divine Feather. The feather was soft and pristine, still containing sacred origin.

The Angel God that had once destroyed her entire clan left behind divine feathers after death, only to fulfill her instead.

"The cycle of karma never misses a thing."

Qian Renxue murmured softly, merging the divine feather into herself. Her incomplete Angel Godhead slowly became whole.

Across the entire continent, everyone benefited, and all living beings evolved.

Only Tang San remained alone, imprisoned on the Barren Mountain, repenting for all eternity.

[Ding! Detected that continental lifeforms are absorbing divinity. All beings are advancing!]

[Creation Shock Points gained: +9,400,000!]

[Karmic Insight Points gained: +8,700,000!]

[Current Shock Points balance: 344,600,000!]

[New permission unlocked: Divine Realm Ruin Refinement. The rules of Douluo heaven and earth may be reforged.]

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Hall.

With a light tap of Li Xuan's finger, the countless Divine Realm ruins floating in the void began moving in orderly fashion.

The shattered divine palaces reassembled, broken divine pillars returned to their places, and Divine Ore gathered together.

He coveted not a single item and claimed not a single treasure. Instead, he evenly dispersed all resources left behind by the Divine Realm into the continent's leylines.

The strong gained laws, the weak gained spiritual energy, Soul Beasts gained vitality, and mortals gained long lives.

There would be no monopoly, no exclusive possession, no favoritism.

This was an era that belonged to all living beings. Everyone was equal, and everyone had opportunities.

Li Xuan spoke indifferently, his voice gentle yet resounding throughout heaven and earth:

"The Divine Realm accumulated wealth for countless ages, plundering all heavens and harming living beings."

"Today, all its relics shall be returned to Douluo and benefit the common people."

"From this day onward, there will be no more natural favorites upon this land, no more chosen sons of destiny."

"Strength depends on oneself, and fortune comes through diligent cultivation."

With those words, he completely erased the notion of fortune and severed destiny's favoritism.

The Sky Screen slowly faded, and divine radiance filling the sky gently poured down upon the mortal world.

Mountains and rivers revived, streams became vibrant, vegetation sprouted anew, and all things evolved.

As everyone immersed themselves in fortune and grew at a frenzied pace, a line of pale-gold foreshadowing was engraved across the heavens:

[Next chapter: Ancient Core Secret!]

[Before the Divine Realm, the truth of an even more ancient primordial plane!]

The Divine Realm was not the origin, and the gods were not the beginning.

This ancient continent concealed secrets older and more terrifying than the Divine Court.

The core-of-the-earth secret sealed away for countless ages was about to break through the ground.