Final Battle of All Races, Blood Staining Endless Darkness

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Main Peak.

Dim black fog shrouded half the sky, and a cold, deathly aura of corrosion permeated heaven and earth. Dark Alien Races from beyond the domain continuously poured from the gaps between planes, their twisted shadows densely packed as they eroded the Douluo Continent like a tide.

Having only just broken free from the shackles of the gods and returned to its ancient origin, Douluo World was plunged into a world-ending crisis in an instant.

Powerhouses from all heavens and myriad realms gathered once more. Demonic flames of the demon race, golden light from martial saints, Netherworld death energy, and the savage radiance of the demon race intertwined across the sky. Dozens of Myriad Realms Supremes, each comparable to Supreme Gods, stood shoulder to shoulder amid the clouds, facing the boundless darkness.

Li Xuan stood in spotless white robes, quietly overlooking the brutal battlefield.

The system data was coldly compiled anew, precisely recording this ultimate slaughter on the scale of myriad realms.

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

[Allied combat power: Three local gods + Myriad Realms Supremes + all Douluo civilian warriors.]

[Enemy combat power: Dark Vanguard Legion, endless mass-produced Dark Mutants.]

[Battlefield status: Dark corrosion intensifying; Plane Barrier continuously damaged.]

Above the void, black fog surged and roared.

Countless dark mutated creatures without consciousness or physical forms charged forward madly. They knew neither pain nor fear of death; their only instinct was to devour living beings and destroy origins.

"Everyone, form up! Defend the plane to the death!"

Bibi Dong's cold shout resounded in every direction as her pitch-black Netherworld Battle Scythe cut through the sky.

She wielded the Netherworld laws of this land, and her scythe blade specialized in severing intangible evil spirits. Every swing tore apart vast swathes of dark shadows. The instant the black mist dispersed, even the air returned to clarity.

Bo Saixi summoned the ocean stretching ten thousand miles, and the Ancient Water-Pattern War Spear hovered above the sea.

Towering seawater became a natural barrier against darkness. The icy waters froze the mutated shadows and buried the foul darkness deep beneath the sea.

Tang Chen gripped the Prehistoric Godslayer Great Hammer, his aged body erupting with ancient battle intent.

The heavy hammer smashed down through the void, its shockwaves shattering black fog while its tyrannical brute force blasted groups of dark creatures apart. There were no flashy techniques, only unwavering, ruthless resolve to kill.

Qian Renxue held the Ancient Light Battle Sword as pure holy light of origin purified the decaying darkness.

Wherever the light passed, grass and trees eroded by darkness regained their vitality, while mutated evil spirits directly melted away.

Di Tian led a million Soul Beasts in forming the Ancient Ferocious Beast Formation. Dragon claws tore apart the black fog, and beast fangs crushed dark shadows.

The native creatures of this continent used their flesh and blood as shields, defending every inch of land beneath their feet to the death.

Powerhouses from the myriad realms each fulfilled their duties, guarding the plane rifts in every direction.

Demon race Supremes ignited Infernal Demon Flame, burning away vast swathes of darkness; human martial saints shook heaven with their bodies, shattering waves of black fog with a single punch; Netherworld rulers spread Netherworld barriers, preventing darkness from seeping inward.

The Black-Robed Swordsman moved again, his black longsword sweeping across the heavens.

Godslaying Sword Intent had now become a blade that slaughtered darkness. Sharp sword light continuously sliced through the murky black fog, carving streaks of snow-white radiance across the gray Sky Screen.

The Eternal Golden Dragon coiled through the nine heavens, its golden scales scattering primordial radiance.

Dragonfire burned away all filth, while ancient guardian power reinforced the shattered Plane Barrier and sealed the ever-expanding void rifts.

The flames of war spread across the entire sky, and the thunderous roars shook the four seas and eight lands.

The darkness was endless, and the alien races came without end.

Even though the allied army of all races possessed formidable strength, they gradually weakened beneath the ceaseless attrition.

The auras of the Myriad Realms Supremes began to fluctuate, the divine power of the local gods was constantly depleted, and casualties among Soul Beasts and human warriors steadily increased.

From the depths of the black fog, a chilling aura far exceeding that of ordinary mutants slowly awakened.

It was the Dark Vanguard Commander, born from the condensed Dark Origin of countless beings, with strength comparable to fallen Supreme Gods.

A hoarse, eerie howl echoed through the void as pure destructive malice locked onto every allied powerhouse.

A pitch-black giant claw tore through the clouds, and murky black fog condensed into a humanoid monster over a hundred zhang tall. Its body was covered in twisted bone spikes, and its eyes were hollow and black.

"Dark Commander!"

Tang Chen's pupils contracted as he tightened his grip on the great hammer. "Such pressure rivals the Destruction God of old!"

The Dark Commander did not hesitate. Its black claws slammed down, and terrifying dark power crushed the void.

Wherever it passed, space shattered, spiritual energy vanished, and even light was completely devoured.

"I'll handle it!"

Qian Renxue wielded the Light Battle Sword and leaped forward to meet it.

Ultimate holy light collided with murky darkness, erupting into a blinding storm of energy.

Her Half-step True God body trembled violently. The web of her hand split open, golden blood dripping from her arm through the sky as her body flew backward beyond her control.

One strike, and she was severely wounded!

Bibi Dong and Bo Saixi rushed to her aid at the same time, their two origin divine powers intertwining to block the attack.

But the Dark Commander's power was tyrannical and bizarre, transcending the ordinary laws of the heavens. Even with the two local True Gods joining forces, they could only barely hold it back.

High above, the Myriad Realms Supremes wore grave expressions.

They could crush gods, yet they were extremely wary of this strange darkness.

Darkness relied neither on Divine Godheads, bloodlines, nor cultivation. It could grow endlessly stronger through devouring alone. The longer the battle continued, the stronger it became.

A remote Barren Mountain.

Tang San numbly raised his head and stared at the final battle stretching across heaven and earth.

Black fog obscured the sky, war flames dyed the clouds red, and all living beings fought in blood to defend their homeland. Every person was risking their life for the continent.

Only he was trapped within the confines of this Barren Mountain, no different from a cripple, able only to watch coldly.

He had once craved power, craved strength, craved dominion over everything.

Yet now that true calamity had arrived, he did not even have the right to pick up a stone and defend the continent.

Regret was like bone-eroding ice, piercing his heart again and again.

If I hadn't been selfish and despicable back then, if I had protected living beings, if I had stayed true to my heart...

He, too, could have wielded Ancient Divine Weapons, stood above the heavens, and defended the land that had birthed and raised him.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world.

In a forest clearing, Xiao Wu moved with agile grace, her primal Soft Bone power constantly tearing apart scattered dark shadows.

Her eyes were firm, with no personal feelings left in her heart—only the obsession to protect the continent.

Whenever she occasionally glanced at that lonely figure on the Barren Mountain, only cold indifference remained.

Good and evil would eventually be repaid. Those who did wrong were destined to be abandoned by the era.

[Ding! Dark Vanguard Commander detected entering the battle; the allied army has fallen into a desperate struggle!]

[Blood-battle obsession points gained: +12,500,000!]

[Living-being protection points gained: +11,700,000!]

[Current Shock Points balance: 456,800,000!]

[Final trump card unlocked: Plane Origin Will, Douluo Continent awakens!]

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Hall.

Li Xuan's gaze was deep as he quietly watched the struggling allied army and the rampaging darkness.

The powerhouses of the heavens were already at the end of their strength, and the local gods' divine power was nearing exhaustion. If this stalemate continued, the entire continent would ultimately be devoured by darkness.

He no longer watched from the sidelines and slowly raised his heavily lowered arm.

The sea of clouds beneath his feet churned, and the entire Douluo Continent let out a deep, weighty hum.

The power of the earth veins accumulated over countless years boiled and surged. Mountains, rivers, forests, and the deep sea all burst forth with faint golden origin light.

The residual will of the land from Prehistoric Civilization and the Plane Origin liberated by the destruction of the Divine Realm merged into one at this moment.

A vast, heavy voice resounded through every corner of Douluo, through the endless dark void.

"I am Douluo. The land awakens."

A pale golden pillar of light surged from the earth, piercing the black fog filling the sky.

The entire continent became an enormous entity that had slept for eternity. Pure, tyrannical, primordial plane power crushed all dark evil spirits.

This was Douluo's own power, Plane Origin that surpassed gods and stood above darkness.

Golden light enveloped the battlefield. The corrosive black fog rapidly dissolved, wounded warriors swiftly healed, and depleted divine power gradually replenished.

The once incomparably savage Dark Commander continuously became incorporeal, corroded, and cracked apart beneath the golden origin light.

Across the land, billions of living beings raised their heads at once, tears filling their eyes.

They finally understood that this land had never abandoned its own people.

Li Xuan's white robes fluttered wildly in the wind. His voice was indifferent yet majestic, echoing through the void of myriad realms:

"The Divine Realm may perish, and darkness may be eradicated."

"Any who invade Douluo, whether gods or alien races."

"—Will all be buried!"

The Sky Screen slowly darkened, and lines of black-crimson prophecy were engraved upon the shattered heavens:

[Next chapter: Origin God-Sealing!]

[The will of the land is crowned, and Li Xuan ascends to the peak of the heavens!]

Darkness had yet to be completely eradicated, and hidden dangers still remained in the void.

The god-sealing moment belonging to this continent, belonging to the youth in white, was about to arrive.