[The arrival of the two gods completely changed the course of the war.]
[Two pillars of light, one gold and one blue, one in the west and one in the east, stood like two colossal swords holding up the heavens, plunged into opposite ends of the continent.]
[Divine pressure swept over every inch of land like a tide. The mountains and wilderness trembled, wind and clouds rolled backward, and even the Soul Power between heaven and earth fell into disarray.]
[Titled Douluos were as insignificant as ants before this presence, while ordinary Soul Masters could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance. Countless people raised their heads toward those two pillars of light piercing the heavens, nothing but instinctive fear remaining in their eyes.]
[With the war of gods underway, the Peace Zone's fighting strength had long since ceased to matter to the overall situation.]
[You knew this trip was no longer all that necessary. Yet you still decided to set out.]
[The war of gods meant that the "story of the Douluo Continent" was about to draw to a close. It also meant the ascension-or passing-of many old friends.]
[And after that, you would probably embark on your own path to godhood.]
[You intended to see them one last time.]
[Halfway there, you suddenly sensed two divine powers colliding thunderously in the direction of the battlefield between the two armies.]
[One was blazing and resplendent, like a scorching sun crashing to earth; the other was vast and unfathomable, like an ocean overturning.]
[Gold and blue intertwined and tore at each other across the sky. Every collision shattered the clouds for a hundred li around and sent air currents surging backward, as though heaven and earth themselves were trembling at this clash.]
[You paused, then landed atop a nearby