Dark Alien Races, the Ten-Thousand-Realms World-Ending Cataclysm

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Main Peak.

The cold gleam of countless Ancient Divine Weapons had yet to fade. The Earthcore Prehistoric Armory shone brilliantly, Douluo Continent cast off the old Spirit rules, and every citizen awakened their physical bodies as Primordial Martial Way flourished.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of overthrowing the Divine Court, shattering their shackles, and taking control of their own destinies. They believed there would never again be war, and that eternal peace had finally arrived.

No one knew that the Divine Realm was not Douluo's only enemy.

The mastermind behind the destruction of Prehistoric Civilization had never been merely the lofty gods.

Li Xuan stood in white amid the sea of clouds, his gaze piercing through the Plane Barrier toward the vast, icy endless void.

The system data was clearly listed, carrying an unusually grave weight.

[Current Shock Points balance: 409,200,000.]

[Plane status: Prehistoric rules have revived. The continent's foundation is rapidly surging.]

[Void warning: The Outer Dark Race has crossed through Plane fissures and is approaching Douluo.]

[Ancient secret: The Dark Alien Races share the same origin as the Divine Realm. They invaded the prehistoric age together and slaughtered the primordial civilization.]

The Divine Realm was merely a pawn on the surface. The Dark Alien Races were the true root of destruction, spanning countless heavens and devouring thousands upon thousands of planes.

For hundreds of millions of years, they had wandered the gaps between planes, devouring origins, erasing life, and destroying civilizations. Wherever they passed, not even a blade of grass remained.

Back then, the prehistoric continent had already exhausted its foundations resisting the Divine Realm's attack. The Dark Alien Races seized the opportunity to invade, and under the two-sided assault, that brilliant ancient civilization was utterly wiped out.

Buzz—

The silver-white Sky Screen suddenly lit up. A heavy, icy curtain of light enveloped the entire heavens, and the atmosphere became suffocatingly oppressive.

[Final warning of the new era: Ten-Thousand-Realms Dark Cataclysm]

[The Divine Realm has fallen. Darkness has appeared.]

[The alien races do not regard planes as homes or living beings as lives. They survive only by devouring the origins of all things.]

[Douluo has broken free of the divine cage and has already been exposed to the sight of the Ten Thousand Realms. The world-ending crisis has arrived!]

The cold, emotionless narration resounded between heaven and earth. The billions of living beings who had just been cheering fell utterly silent.

Their joy came to an abrupt end, their smiles frozen on their faces.

Overthrowing the gods was not the end.

Breaking free of their shackles was merely the beginning of facing the true apocalypse.

Above Spirit City.

Netherworld battle power flowed around Bibi Dong, and her expression was graver than ever before.

As the one who controlled the continent's Order, she finally understood why the Divine Realm had so desperately sealed the plane passages and blocked the outside world's gaze.

It had not been protecting Douluo. It had been monopolizing Douluo, preventing other alien races from discovering this fertile, prosperous top-tier plane.

"The Divine Realm raised us like livestock. The Dark Alien Races devour us."

Bibi Dong murmured softly, "To either side, all living beings of Douluo are merely food."

On the sea outside Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi stared at the void's darkness beyond the endless deep sea as Azure Sea Power surged violently around her.

From the fissures in the deep-sea plane came faint traces of coldness, Greed, and deathly silence. It was terrifying malice that belonged to no known living creature.

At the former site of Slaughter City.

Tang Chen clenched his fists, his prehistoric physical battle intent soaring into the sky, yet his heart was heavy.

With the Godslayer Warhammer in hand, he was confident he could crush the remaining gods. Yet before the Dark Race that spanned the heavens, he still felt a chill rise within him.

"The ancient ancestors fought both gods and darkness at once. How tragic and heroic that must have been."

Star Dou Great Forest.

Di Tian's enormous body tensed as his ancient Dragon Clan bloodline surged wildly.

Ancient racial memories flooded forth. Terrifying scenes of the Dark Alien Races devouring Soul Beast origins, tearing apart bloodlines, and erasing lives emerged one after another in his mind.

Countless Soul Beasts trembled, and the entire forest fell deathly silent.

In the distant heavens, vast clouds of murky black mist gradually emerged from the plane fissures that had once been pitch-black void.

The black mist had no fixed form. It writhed and expanded without end, radiating an aura of decay, coldness, and deathly silence that destroyed everything.

The vanguard of the Dark Alien Races had arrived at the Douluo Plane.

Countless twisted, bizarre shadows darted through the black mist. They had no fixed forms and emitted no aura. Wherever they passed, spiritual energy dissipated, vegetation withered instantly, and living beings' souls were directly consumed.

A dark shadow swept over a small border city. Before its mortal residents could even scream, their souls were drained away. Their bodies stiffened and fell, devoid of all life.

There was no fighting, no battle.

Merely approaching meant death.

"What terrifying power..."

The Soul Masters who witnessed the scene firsthand went cold all over as bone-deep terror spread through their bodies.

Even gods possessed Divine Godheads, rules, and limits.

The Dark Alien Races had nothing—only pure devouring and destruction.

The Primordial Eternal Dragon Soul slowly appeared, its golden dragon body stretching across the heavens as ancient dragon might suppressed the void's black mist.

The black-clad godslaying sword cultivator appeared once more. His jet-black longsword left its sheath, and his fierce sword intent cleaved toward the dark shadows.

The two great reinforcements from the Ten Thousand Realms moved to stop them, yet they could only slow the black mist's expansion. They could not disperse the darkness completely.

The Dark Alien Races feared neither holiness, sword intent, nor dragon might. They ignored all existing laws.

They fed on Plane Origins. The more powerful the world, the more it aroused their endless Greed.

Above the cloud sea of the Longevity Sect.

Li Xuan slowly spoke, his cool voice spreading through the heavens.

"The Divine Realm enslaved you for tens of millions of years. The Dark Alien Races will directly destroy you for tens of millions of lifetimes."

"The gods gave you shackles. Darkness will not even give you a chance to live."

"Now, the entire continent has awakened. The Ancient Arsenal has fully opened, and prehistoric inheritances have revived."

"All living beings of Douluo can survive only by fighting to the death."

As his words fell, the continent's battle intent instantly gathered.

Tang Chen gripped the Ancient Godslayer Great Hammer and was the first to charge into the sky, his tyrannical hammer intent tearing through the dark black mist;

Bo Saixi activated the sea region's primordial origin, using an ancient water shield ten thousand zhang high to seal the deep-sea fissures through which the alien races entered;

Bibi Dong swung the Netherworld Battle Scythe, its black power of judgment shredding the invading shadows;

Qian Renxue wielded the Elder Light Battle Sword, its pure primordial radiance purifying the darkness's corruption;

Di Tian commanded a million Soul Beasts, forming the Ancient Beast Formation to guard the continent's four great ley lines.

The five supreme powers stood shoulder to shoulder as every prehistoric godslaying weapon rose into the sky.

The Heaven-Defying Alliance Army that had once fought against the gods turned and became the World-Guarding Army that protected Douluo.

Ancient Divine Weapons unleashed endless sharpness, and godslaying power clashed head-on with world-ending darkness.

Golden light and black mist collided continuously. The thunderous blasts shattered the heavens as space constantly collapsed and healed.

On a remote Barren Mountain.

Tang San stared blankly at the Dark Cataclysm filling the sky, his entire body ice-cold.

The continent faced an unprecedented world-ending crisis, and all living beings were fighting in blood to defend their homeland.

Yet burdened by original sin and bound by restrictions, he could not fight, could not help, and could not atone.

Everyone was risking their lives for the future. Only he was trapped on the Barren Mountain, with nothing and accomplishing nothing.

The era had abandoned him. The crisis had passed him by. All living beings had forgotten him.

He was like superfluous dust upon this continent. Though heaven and earth's catastrophe swept across everything, no one cared about him, and no one thought of him.

Xiao Wu stood amid the forest, her primordial Soft Bone battle power fully unleashed as she worked with the continent's living beings to resist the scattered dark corruption.

She had long since put the past behind her. Her heart held only the obsession to protect this land.

When she occasionally looked toward the Barren Mountain, there was only indifference left in her eyes.

A sinner was unworthy of taking part in protection.

Above the void battlefield.

The dark black mist grew thicker and thicker. The alien races were endless in number, pouring from the plane fissures without stop.

The Dragon Soul was weary, the swordsman was wounded, and the local deities' divine power was rapidly draining away.

Douluo's foundation might have been strong, but the Dark Alien Races spanned the heavens and were endless in number.

If this stalemate continued, the continent would sooner or later be completely devoured.

[Ding] Detected an invasion by the Outer Dark Cataclysm. The continent stands at the brink of life and death!

[Desperate Battle Will Points gained: +12,100,000]

[Universal Guardian Faith gained: +11,300,000]

[Current Shock Points balance: 432,600,000]

[Ultimate trump card unlocked: Ten-Thousand-Realms Dark Alliance. All reinforcements from the heavens descend!]

At the peak of the Longevity Sect.

Li Xuan raised a hand and tore apart the Chaos void.

The powerhouses of the heavens, who had originally returned to their respective planes, gathered once more in Douluo.

The Demon Clan Supreme, the Human Clan Martial Saint, the ruler of the Netherworld, the ancient emperor of the Demon Clan... all races from the Ten Thousand Realms appeared.

"The Divine Realm is gone, but darkness remains. Let the heavens destroy it together!"

At a single command, the alliance armies of the Ten Thousand Realms assembled.

The power of all races merged as one, and golden light shot ten thousand zhang into the dark fissures.

The dark black mist that had once ravaged everything without restraint was instantly suppressed with brutal force.

Li Xuan's gaze was icy as he stared directly into the depths of endless darkness.

"I destroyed the Divine Realm that enslaved planes."

"I will eradicate the darkness that devours the heavens as well."

"Douluo and the heavens shall endure forever."

Above the shattered Sky Screen, a line of words that shook the ages slowly emerged.

[Next chapter: The Ultimate Battle!]

[All races strike against darkness. Douluo shall establish the era of the heavens!]

The Divine Realm had fallen, and darkness had arrived.

A final world-ending war spanning the Ten Thousand Realms had officially begun its ultimate prelude.