The Grand Finale

On the opening day, the area in front of the Heaven Dou City Martial Dao Academy was crowded with ordinary people. There were thin teenagers clutching the hem of their clothes, farmers carrying hoes, and middle-aged people who had regretted their inability to protect their families.

When the first instructor finished demonstrating the " Qi and Blood Breathing Technique," and an ordinary old man shattered half a piece of bluestone with a single punch, the entire audience erupted in thunderous cheers.

After that, the Martial Dao Academy became the most bustling place on the continent.

Children head straight to the martial arts academy after school to hone their skills, while adults also come to learn techniques after work. Even some low-level Soul Master come to learn Martial Dao body-refining methods to make up for their lack of Soul Power.

Yu Tianheng would often visit martial arts academies in various cities to personally guide people through difficult points in their cultivation. As he looked at the increasing number of ordinary people who stood up straight, a relieved smile finally appeared in his eyes—true peace on the continent was never achieved by gods alone, but by giving every ordinary person the power to protect themselves.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. The efficiency of the alliance is gradually becoming apparent: cross-regional Soul Beast resources are uniformly allocated, avoiding the previous competition between empires; the Soul Master awakening program for commoners has been extended to remote villages, allowing more talented people to embark on the path of Soul Master; the laws have been revised by the Grand Speaker, taking into account the interests of all parties, and the previous oppression of the people by noble privileges has been greatly reduced.

Compared to the barriers and internal strife during the past when the empire was divided, the continent today is more like a closely connected whole, and everyone has truly felt the changes brought about by the new order.

One day

Golden divine power tore through the sky of the Douluo Continent as Tang San rode the waves, his aura as the Sea God Godhood causing the entire continent to tremble. His gaze was icy as he locked onto the Spirit Hall, a confident smile playing on his lips.

" Yu Tianheng, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue... what you owe me, what you owe the Clear Sky Sect, it's time to settle accounts today." He murmured, the Sea God Trident gleaming in his hand.

In his eyes, the opponents who once made his life difficult were now nothing more than ants. The power of the gods was enough to crush everything.

Unbeknownst to him, within the Spirit Hall, two equally powerful divine auras were slowly rising. Bibi Dong was surrounded by the dark energy of the Rakshasa God, while Qian Renxue was bathed in the golden light of the Angel God. Not far away, Yu Tianheng was also surging with unprecedented divine power—his Asura God power.

An ultimate showdown between gods is about to unfold unexpectedly.

Tang San hovered above the Spirit Hall, his golden robes fluttering in the wind. Holding the Sea God Trident, his gaze swept across the crowd below with lightning speed, his voice carrying an undeniable authority. " Yu Tianheng, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, come out and face your death!"

The moment the words fell, the terrifying pressure of the Sea God, like a tangible giant wave, crashed down and enveloped the entire Spirit Hall. The ground trembled violently, and most of the Soul Master didn't even have time to utter a sound before being pressed firmly to the ground by this force, unable to move. Several Titled Douluo barely managed to support their Martial Soul, but their bodies were still trembling uncontrollably, their faces filled with despair.

Just then, two figures soared into the sky from the depths of the Spirit Hall. Bibi Dong was surrounded by a dense aura of darkness, Rakshasa God evil divine power as black as ink spreading out; Qian Renxue, on the other hand, was bathed in holy golden light, her power Angel God warm and boundless. One in black and one in white, they attacked simultaneously, their two divine powers intertwining, actually managing to forcefully block Tang San's Sea God's pressure.

"How is this possible!" Tang San's pupils shrank, and the confidence on his face froze instantly. He clearly felt that the power surging from Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue was the same level of divine power as his. He thought that after returning as a god, he could easily take revenge, but he did not expect that his enemies had also reached the pinnacle of power in the Douluo Continent.

Before Tang San's shock had subsided, another terrifying aura soared into the sky from the ruins of the Spirit Hall.

"There's one more?" Tang San's eyes were serious. He slightly rotated the Sea God Trident in his hand as he warily looked at the figure.

The newcomer was none other than Yu Tianheng. He was dressed in black, and what he held tightly in his hand was not the Martial Soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but a black longsword that exuded a chilling killing intent— the Asura God Sword. Blood-red Thunder snaked across the blade, and with each leap, it caused ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

" Tang San, it's time to settle the score from back then." Yu Tianheng's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion. The crimson Thunder around him grew stronger and stronger, and an aura even more violent and fierce Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue swept over us.

Even Tang San, who had already become the Sea God, felt his heart sink when he sensed this aura, and a strong sense of oppression instantly enveloped his entire body. He could feel that the power controlled by Yu Tianheng was full of the ultimate destruction and slaughter, which even made him, the Sea God, feel a sense of apprehension.

" Asura God..." Tang San murmured to himself, a sense of unease rising in his heart for the first time. He hadn't expected that his former opponent would now have three deities appearing at the same time, and each of them possessed power far exceeding his expectations.

The auras of the three deities intertwined, forming an invisible giant net that completely enveloped Tang San. Alarm bells rang in his mind; he knew there was no chance of victory today, and his only thought was to retreat immediately, or even ascend directly to the Divine Realm.

"Trying to leave?" Yu Tianheng saw through Tang San's intentions, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. The Asura God Sword in his hand emitted a series of hums, and blood-red Thunder suddenly surged.

"Do it!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Tianheng had already transformed into a streak of crimson lightning, rushing straight at Tang San. Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, on the left and right respectively, instantly blocked all escape routes. The dark energy of the Rakshasa God and the golden light of the Angel God intertwined, forming an insurmountable barrier that completely cut off Tang San's possibility of escape.

Tang San was forced to fight back, wielding the Sea God Trident and unleashing a surge of golden divine power. However, Yu Tianheng's Asura Divine Power was far too domineering, causing Tang San's blood to surge with each collision. Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, meanwhile, were waiting for an opportunity to strike, launching sneak attacks from time to time, keeping Tang San constantly on the run.

"Puff--"

Tang San was caught off guard and struck on the shoulder by Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power, causing golden divine blood to splatter. In the instant that he froze, Yu Tianheng seized the opening and unleashed the Asura God Sword with a world-destroying aura, slashing fiercely from below.

"No--!"

Tang San's eyes were filled with resentment and despair, but he was powerless to change anything. The Asura God Sword easily tore his divine body apart, and his golden soul let out a shrill scream under the burning blood-red Thunder before turning into specks of golden light and completely dissipating.

Sea God Tang San, was annihilated, both in body and spirit.

After killing Tang San, Yu Tianheng, Bibi Dong, and Qian Renxue jointly took control of the Douluo Continent. Over the next ten years, Yu Tianheng did not become obsessed with power. Instead, he traveled throughout the continent, spreading the essence of Martial Dao he had come to understand. He taught people to strengthen their bodies with martial arts and cultivate their minds with the Dao. The faith of countless believers surged towards him like rivers flowing into the sea, eventually condensing into a divine position unique to him—the God of Martial God.

Thirty years later, Yu Tianheng's divine power had reached its peak, and he chose to ascend to the Divine Realm. Relying on his illustrious reputation and formidable strength accumulated on the Douluo Continent, he quickly established himself in the Divine Realm and opened a stable passage to the Douluo Continent, bringing his wife Dugu Yan, his father Yu Xiaolong, and other relatives and friends to the Divine Realm to share in eternal life.

Another century passed. With Yu Tianheng's full support and introduction, his grandfather Yu Yuanzhen inherited the position of the Second-Level God deity, the Thunder God, wielding the power of Thunder and restoring the glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Dugu Bo, on the other hand, obtained the position of the second- Second-Level Poison God, cultivating his poison skills to an unparalleled level. The rest of the family members, under Yu Tianheng's protection, also received divine grace and obtained divine power, truly realizing the family's eternity and prosperity.