That gate was not large, only several zhang wide—just enough for a colossal being to pass through.
It had been opened for the Golden Dragon King alone. Xisu sensed that the massive golden figure rapidly approaching was nearly here, while the gate to the Dragon Realm had been closed in its previous state and needed to be reopened.
The gate of light stabilized in the void, fine golden patterns flowing along its edges like a lit boundary.
Xisu withdrew her hand and sensed the golden figure drawing ever nearer through the void before turning her attention in another direction.
She recalled the curse the Dragon God had placed before its fall in the inherited memories, a forbidden rule etched deep into the world's laws and aimed at all intelligent Soul Beasts.
Unless a new Dragon God descended, Soul Beasts could not become gods.
Now that she had become a god, that curse should be lifted as well.
Xisu did not hesitate for long.
She closed her eyes and sank her consciousness into the core of the Dragon God's Divine Seat, finding the ancient rule sealed deep within it.
That rule was like a taut thread extending from the Dragon Realm, running through the law structure of the entire Douluo Continent and tightly locking down the path to godhood for all intelligent Soul Beasts.
Xisu extended her consciousness and lightly touched that thread.
Then she flicked it hard.
The thread snapped at once, like a spiderweb strand severed by the wind, silently vanishing into the void.
At the same time, in every corner of Douluo Star, every Soul Beast with sufficient intelligence and cultivation felt an invisible shackle slowly slipping away from its body.
The sensation was not intense. It was like a breeze passing over their shoulders, like a ray