God Realm Chessboard, All Living Things Are Bait

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Hall.

Thin clouds lingered year-round, and the pure white jade throne was cold to the bone.

Li Xuan lounged lazily against the throne, his indifferent gaze fixed on the vast continent below. The system numbers sat quietly in his mind, without the slightest error.

[Current Shock Points Balance: 24,300,000.]

[Items Held: Divine Soul-Stabilizing Potion ×1, False Sea God's Heart, Nine-Rank Purple Zoysia, False Sea God Divine Armor.]

[Technique: Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art (Incomplete Volume).]

The recently concluded seventh Sky Screen Review had thoroughly crushed the grandmaster myth Yu Xiaogang had maintained for half his life.

Cowardice, incompetence, flawed theories, misleading students.

In just one review, this mentor once revered across the continent had become a mediocrity despised by all.

Public opinion across the continent had been completely overturned.

Li Xuan lightly tapped the jade throne with his fingers and murmured in a low voice,

"The groundwork is sufficient. It's time to flip the table."

The previous seven reviews had ultimately targeted mortals.

Spirit Hall, Shrek, Soul Beasts, and human powerhouses were merely chess pieces used in the game.

The true source that controlled everything, watched coldly from above, and regarded all living beings as ants had always hung high above the nine heavens.

That was—the God Realm Committee.

"System, activate the sixth Sky Screen Review."

"Theme: God Realm Chessboard, the Entire Continent Is Bait."

[Command confirmed! Highest Sky Screen authorization unlocked!]

[Review Level: Forbidden! Touching upon the Plane Origin and exposing the darkness of the Divine Realm!]

Bzzzz—!

At that instant, the sky over the entire Douluo Continent suddenly darkened completely.

No longer gold, crimson, deep blue, or grayish white.

This time, the Sky Screen turned into lifeless blackness.

Like the deep sky of endless void, faint crimson starlight slowly flickered within the darkness, chilling souls to the core and raising goosebumps.

The entire continent fell silent in an instant.

Everyone unconsciously looked up, their hearts clenching tightly.

The first five Sky Screens had still retained a trace of mortal color.

But this time, it was pure, cold, supreme darkness.

Upon the pitch-black Sky Screen, a line of blood-red gilded characters slowly branded itself into the void.

[Douluo Forbidden Review, Episode Six: Gods Have No Goodness, All Living Beings Are Bait.]

[This Episode Reveals: The God Realm Committee's dark chessboard that has controlled Douluo for ten thousand years.]

Just two lines of text stifled the breathing of every living creature on the continent.

Sea God Island, Sea God Temple.

Bo Saixi stood quietly by the sea, the ocean breeze stirring her white high priestess robes. Her exquisite face held no emotion, only a deathly chill.

Ever since the Sky Screen had exposed the Sea God's hypocrisy and Tang Hao's exploitation of her feelings, she had already severed her faith and become utterly disheartened.

Now, staring at the black Sky Screen, she spoke in a cool, low voice.

"Gods... a chessboard?"

The Sky Screen image suddenly expanded.

It was the vast Divine Realm floating above countless stars.

Floating divine palaces stretched for billions of miles. Holy light shone pure and flawless, making it appear sacred, majestic, and just.

But the scene shifted, piercing through that holy shell and exposing the filthy dealings within.

Seven Supreme Gods in divine robes sat inside the God Realm Council Hall.

The three at the forefront were none other than the Asura God, Sea God, and Angel God.

[The Douluo Plane: a breeding ground cultivated by the Divine Realm.]

[The continent's living beings, Soul Beasts, sects, and empires are all bait carefully raised by the gods.]

[The gods imposed rules, established the Soul Ring System, and divided factions into good and evil, all to select suitable heirs to Divine Positions.]

The cold narration echoed across the continent without a trace of emotion.

The images rapidly shifted, unveiling secrets unknown for ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years ago, Sea God Poseidon personally altered the oceanic rules of Douluo, imprisoned marine Soul Beasts, and established the sacrifice system to choose eternal slaves for himself.

Seven thousand years ago, the Angel God clan secretly interfered with Spirit Hall's bloodline, deliberately creating mutations in the Six-Winged Angel and laying the groundwork for the Angel God inheritance.

Five thousand years ago, the Asura God spread slaughterous intent, created war across the continent, and selected successors with murderous dispositions.

The gods each performed their assigned duties, dividing territories and chess pieces.

[Spirit Hall, the destined villain.]

[Shrek, the destined righteous path.]

[The Two Great Empires, the destined backdrop of a chaotic age.]

[From the moment of birth, everyone's fate has already been written to death by the gods.]

Boom!

One sentence shattered the worldview of every soul master.

Heaven Dou Palace.

Xue Ye slumped on his dragon throne, both hands trembling without stop.

He had devoted his life to governing diligently, stabilizing imperial power, and balancing the sects, believing he controlled the rise and fall of the empire.

Yet in the end, he was merely a background chess piece used to set the stage in the gods' script.

Star Luo Empire.

Every member of the imperial family turned pale, their entire bodies ice-cold.

Power struggles, slaughter, conquest, political schemes—countless royals had spent their lives plotting against one another, only for it all to be a performance in the eyes of the gods.

Clear Sky Sect, before the sealed mountain gates.

Tang Hao leaned against an ancient tree, reeking of alcohol, his clouded eyes fixed firmly on the Sky Screen.

At last, he understood why Spirit Hall had pursued Ah Yin so desperately back then.

It was not mere Greed, but a destined calamity deliberately arranged by the gods.

The gods needed him to fall into darkness, needed him to become despondent, needed him to endure and lie low, all to pave the way for Tang San in the future.

"Hahaha... Hahahaha!"

Tang Hao threw back his head and laughed wildly. His laughter was hoarse and desolate as tears of blood slid from the corners of his eyes.

"How ridiculous! My entire life of pain and struggle was nothing more than being a chess piece in someone else's hand!!"

Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet, her violet eyes reflecting the black Sky Screen.

She quietly watched the image of the Divine Realm meeting, watching those three gods seated high above all else.

Qian Xunji's violation, Yu Xiaogang's abandonment, a lifetime of suffering, a lifetime of hatred.

Every tragedy linked together, forming a clear and frigid line.

Everything had been deliberately arranged by the gods.

The Rakshasa God needed her to accumulate resentment and breed darkness.

The Angel God needed Spirit Hall to bear infamy and become the villain.

The Sea God and Asura God needed an ultimate boss evil enough to highlight Tang San, the child of destiny.

"So that's how it is..."

Bibi Dong murmured softly, her voice calm to a terrifying degree.

There was no Wrath, no scream.

The utmost fury was deathly silence.

Her long fingers slowly clenched, her nails piercing her palms as blood gradually dripped from her fingertips.

"My life has been one of turmoil, my entire existence one of sorrow."

"Violated, abandoned, exploited, slandered."

"And in the end, it was all just so I could become Tang San's stepping stone?"

An incomparably black surge of Rakshasa Divine Power silently spread outward.

Black cracks instantly spread across the marble floor of the entire Papal Palace.

The Sky Screen's revelations continued.

[Jialing Pass Finale: the Divine Realm's predetermined script.]

[Bibi Dong must die, Qian Renxue must lose, Spirit Hall must fall.]

[Tang San slays two gods, pacifies the continent, inherits two Divine Positions, and completes the Divine Realm's greatest planned harvest.]

[So-called righteousness and evil, so-called good and bad, are merely labels casually defined by the gods.]

The image showed the final battle at Jialing Pass.

The Asura Demon Sword pierced through chests, Angel Divine Power shattered and dispersed, Spirit Hall's million-strong army was annihilated, and the blood of countless innocent soul masters stained the land.

Every drop of blood and every life had been a sacrifice used by the gods to crown Tang San.

[Ding! Detected that all living beings across the continent have collectively fallen into soul tremors!]

[Despair Value gained: +6,100,000!]

[Hatred Value gained: +5,700,000!]

[Current Shock Points Balance: 36,100,000!]

[Congratulations, host, for triggering an epic event: The Will of All Living Beings to Defy the Gods!]

[Reward issued: Blade of Divine Nature Severance (Damaged). It can temporarily sever the divine sense lock gods have placed upon mortals.]

Longevity Sect, Cloudsea Hall.

A dull gray short blade quietly floated before Li Xuan. Its blade was plain, yet it contained a terrifying power capable of restraining all gods.

Li Xuan raised his hand and gripped the short blade, his fingertips brushing its icy surface as a cold, indifferent smile curled across his lips.

"The Divine Realm has finally shown its fox tail."

What he wanted had never been merely to overturn Spirit Hall's script.

He wanted to tear apart the Divine Realm's breeding chessboard that had existed for ten thousand years.

He wanted the gods who stood high above all else to fall into the dust.

He wanted this continent, so thoroughly toyed with, to be completely free.

The black Sky Screen slowly contracted, and the darkness gradually faded.

Just as everyone's hearts grew heavy and hatred began to take root, a scarlet preview suddenly branded itself across the heavens.

[Next Episode Preview: The Gods' Stain.]

[The Sea God's vile nature exposed—beneath the deep sea lie the withered bones of tens of millions of Soul Beasts!]

Over the sea, the ocean wind suddenly turned cold. The waters churned without cause, dark and turbulent.

Bo Saixi stared blankly at the endless deep sea, her fingertips trembling.

The withered bones of tens of millions of Soul Beasts?

Just how much filth and blood had the Sea God she had served all her life concealed?

Li Xuan gazed at the turbulent sea in the distance, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.

Sea God?

Next episode, he would make that hypocritical Sea God fall into the abyss.