The Dao Disk Descends, Shattering the Martial Soul Shackles

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Main Peak.

The heavy crust trembled without cease as crimson magma churned beneath the earth. The black Primordial Dao Disk, buried deep within the planet's core for countless ages, broke through layers of hard rock, pierced the scorching magma, and slowly rose into the air.

The Dao Disk was ancient and crude, black all over, its surface engraved with twisted, obscure primordial patterns. There was no divine radiance, no flashing spiritual energy—only a vast, savage, primordial aura of immense weight that suppressed the entire world.

This was the final remnant of the Prehistoric Civilization, the purest origin artifact of the Douluo Plane.

Li Xuan stood silently amid the clouds in white robes, his indifferent gaze fixed on the slowly ascending Dao Disk.

The system data clearly listed every detail of this timeless supreme treasure.

[Current Shock Points Balance: 364,300,000.]

[Secret Treasure Name: Primordial Dao Disk.]

[Origin Attribute: Plane-native laws, capable of restraining all acquired divine shackles.]

[Current Effect: Forcefully strips away artificially bestowed martial souls, purifies acquired bloodlines, and reshapes native bodies.]

[Continental Status: Divine laws are loosening; the shackles upon all living beings are about to shatter.]

Buzz—!

The silver-white Sky Screen lit up once more, its radiance shrouding the mountains, rivers, and earth.

Above the Sky Screen, the black Dao Disk floated silently as icy subtitles entered the eyes of every living being.

[Third Chapter of the New Era: Break the Shackles, Return to Origin.]

[Martial souls are not gifts. They are shackles used by gods to imprison all living beings.]

[Soul rings are not blessings. They are seals through which gods extract origin power.]

[Today, the Primordial Dao Disk descends to abolish the inferior rules created by gods.]

The blunt, cold narration struck the hearts of every living creature.

Since the birth of humanity, everyone had believed martial souls were heaven-given foundations, while soul rings were opportunities to grow stronger.

Countless soul masters spent their entire lives hunting Soul Beasts, fighting over soul bones, and striving to break through to the rank of Titled Douluo.

Only in the end did they learn that everything they had pursued all their lives was merely a vile cage used by gods to enslave all living beings.

Martial souls restricted the limits of the body, while soul rings locked away one's potential origin power.

The gods had artificially divided ranks, created disparities between the strong and weak, and incited humans and beasts to slaughter one another.

For millions upon millions of years, they had been deceived, forever living within a trap carefully woven for them.

High in the sky.

The black Dao Disk abruptly stopped, hovering above the skies at the very center of the continent.

Its dark patterns slowly lit up, and a hazy primordial aura swept across the lands like a tide.

There was no explosive spiritual radiance, no terrifying pressure.

Only an ancient power, gentle and plain, capable of cleansing one's origin, silently covered the entire Douluo World.

Spirit City.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes in concentration as her Netherworld Divine Body trembled slightly.

The death martial soul she had been born with quietly faded, while the Rakshasa Divine Power she had cultivated gradually shed its impurities.

The Divine Position shackles artificially bestowed upon her shattered, and her body returned to its plane-native netherworld bloodline.

Her body grew stronger, her laws became purer, and the aura around her turned fuller and more natural.

Sea God Island.

The seawater beneath Bo Saixi's feet churned as the Sea God martial soul within her completely vanished.

There was no longer a divine ocean seal altered by gods; she returned to the most ancient native power of dominion over the seas.

The ocean moved according to her will, and the origin of its water veins was flawless and pure.

The former site of Slaughter City.

The radiance of the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Chen's hand dimmed as the weapon martial soul forged through acquired means gradually dissolved.

Golden light burst from his bones, and ancient, savage physical power flowed through every limb and bone.

Without martial soul support or soul ring amplification, he could still shake mountains and rivers with his body alone.

Star Dou Great Forest.

Di Tian raised his head and let out a low roar as the innate lifespan shackles upon the Soul Beasts loosened.

The racial restraints of one hundred thousand and one million years slowly shattered. Soul Beasts were no longer restricted by lifespan, nor were they divided by bloodline rank.

The entire forest brimmed with vitality as all ancient bloodlines revived.

Across the continent, billions of living beings underwent transformation at once.

The martial souls within ordinary soul masters became illusory, dispersed, and were stripped away without a trace.

The power they had once gained through soul rings was all converted into bodily origin power and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When children awakened, they no longer received fixed martial souls. Everyone was born with a balanced, perfect native constitution.

There would be no more useless martial souls, nor any gap in Innate Soul Power.

The hierarchy established by gods over millions of years completely collapsed at this moment.

Humans, Soul Beasts, the Sea Clan, demon clans—all living beings stood at the same starting line.

Strength would no longer depend on talent, status would no longer depend on bloodline, and the future would rely entirely on one's own hard cultivation.

The images on the Sky Screen shifted, displaying the transformed appearances of living beings.

Ordinary people's bodies were as tough as those of power-attack Titled Douluo. Children could draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a raised hand, and weak Soul Beasts broke free from the restraints of their bloodlines.

The world had been turned upside down. All people had evolved.

A remote Barren Mountain.

Tang San curled up atop a rock, his murky eyes fixed on the Dao Disk in the sky.

He had long been stripped of all power and reduced to the most ordinary mortal.

Yet even without any cultivation, he could still clearly sense the changes between heaven and earth.

In the distance, all living beings were being reborn, breaking free from their shackles and walking toward a brand-new future.

Only he remained trapped within the forbidden Barren Mountain, cut off from all origin blessings.

He had once possessed the most perfect martial souls in the world, the finest soul rings, and the rarest soul bones.

He had once stood at the pinnacle of the continent, basking in countless admirers and carrying the fortune of destiny.

Now, every artificially bestowed talent had become useless.

Everything he had pursued, obsessed over, and taken pride in throughout his life had become the most ridiculous joke.

"So... from beginning to end, I was only a chess piece meticulously cultivated by the gods."

Tang San's lips trembled as he gave a bitter laugh under his breath.

Having no martial soul was fortune. Having no talent was liberation.

Yet he had once treated shackles as glory and a cage as paradise.

Deep within the woods.

Xiao Wu quietly felt the changes within her as her Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul silently disappeared.

Her one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring transformed into pure origin power and fused into her bones. The shackles that had once bound her to sacrifice were completely severed.

She no longer depended on others, nor was she controlled by her bloodline. She became the purest native Soul Beast.

Love and hatred faded away, and the past drifted off with the wind.

From this day onward, she would live only for herself and for this continent.

Above the heavens.

The angelic divine light around Qian Renxue slowly faded, and her acquired Divine Position was completely stripped away.

She was no longer the heir of the Angel God, nor did she bear the curse of her bloodline.

Pure native spirituality flowed through her entire body. The path ahead was open and unobstructed, no longer bound by gods.

The three native True Gods stood in the four directions, silently sensing the continent's changes.

The acquired divine power left behind by the Divine Realm was continuously purified, and everyone transformed into native gods of Douluo.

They were no longer restricted by the laws of the heavens or restrained by outside powers. They truly took root in the plane and protected all living beings.

[Ding! Detected the universal stripping of martial souls and the awakening of all living beings' origin power!]

[Liberation Points gained: +11,400,000!]

[Evolution Shock Points gained: +10,800,000!]

[Current Shock Points Balance: 386,500,000!]

[Ultimate Authorization Unlocked: Prehistoric Arsenal Unsealed.]

At the summit of Longevity Sect's sea of clouds.

Li Xuan's gaze remained calm as he watched the completely renewed continent below.

The Primordial Dao Disk slowly withdrew its light and sank deep into the planet's core, where it would permanently guard the earth veins.

It would no longer emerge to interfere with all living beings. It would only permanently stabilize the new rules, ensuring that Douluo would forever escape the shackles of gods.

"Gods fabricated rules and deceived living beings for countless ages."

"Today, the shackles are shattered, martial souls are abolished, and ranks are erased."

"From this day forward, there will be no distinctions of talent in Douluo, no differences in bloodline."

"All living beings are equal. Every person can become a dragon."

His cold voice rang through heaven and earth, branding itself deep into the souls of every living being.

The old era had completely ended. Gods, martial souls, soul rings, and destiny had all become history.

A perfect native continent, free of deception, shackles, and internal strife, was officially born.

The light of the Sky Screen slowly faded, and heaven and earth returned to clarity and peace.

Just as all living beings immersed themselves in the joy of transformation and enjoyed their newfound blessings, a line of black-and-crimson preview text abruptly appeared in the sky.

[Next Chapter: Prehistoric Weapons!]

[Timeless killing artifacts emerge—the war treasures buried for hundreds of millions of years!]

Deep within the ruins at the planet's core, the Prehistoric Arsenal, sealed away for countless ages, slowly began to unseal.

These were supreme killing treasures used by ancient civilization to fight against the first generation of gods.

Greater opportunities, older secrets, and more terrifying power were about to break through the earth.