The Blood-Red Sky Screen surged fiercely, while black and white remained locked in a blinding confrontation above the gray-white heavens.
The figure in white stood firm amid the clouds, facing the Outer Dark Envoy alone. With a casual gesture, he shattered the Dark Shackles and dispelled the pressure of Chaos. The dark power capable of crushing the entire Douluo World and annihilating all gods could not gain even the slightest advantage before him.
Billions of kneeling living beings looked up, their minds trembling without end.
Bibi Dong, Tang Chen, Bo Saixi, Di Tian, and the other top experts from the original story had only just broken free and risen from their half-kneeling positions. Their bodies still retained the stiffness and numbness left behind by billions of years of conditioning.
The servile brand deep in their bloodlines, etched into their genes—the instinct to submit to those above them and kneel without resistance—was being washed away and stripped off layer by layer by the gentle aura spreading from the clouds.
The blood-red words on the Sky Screen flashed violently, tearing apart the final layer of the gods' concealed conspiracy.
[Fourteenth-layer aftereffect scam: Permanent Servitude Shackles.] [Even in death, the gods left contingencies behind, unwilling to grant living beings freedom until the very end.] [Even if the Divine Realm collapsed and its rules shattered, the Servitude Shackles would still lock down the pride of all races.] [Only transcendent power can purify the marks of conditioning and awaken the ancient, unyielding heart.]
The barrage of comments exploded wildly across the sky, filled with towering rage after the truth dawned on them.
[The gods are too vicious! Even dead, they still refuse to let us go!]
[So even without the gods, we would still have to live as slaves for the rest of