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Bai Yuan sneered inwardly at the Blood God Legion high command's suspicion. Their vigilance was aningless—even misdirected. His purpose had never been noble.
He hadn't co to "guard humanity's borders." His mission was clear: scout defenses, map the Abyss breach zones, find the perfect mont… then summon his seven avatars (including himself) to this mountain fortress. There, they'd devour the Abyss Plane's pure life energy spilling through the rifts—triggering a collective evolution and securing his main body's long-planned third martial soul.
True, this served the Legion's interests. But it shattered Tang San's ten-thousand-year sche. Gu La didn't care. Just as Tang San dismissed the "cannon fodder" who'd died for over 6,400 years to block the Abyss, Gu La saw gods as re players moving pawns across ti.
"Though…" Bai Yuan muttered ntally, suppressing irritation as he reported to the Close Combat Regint. Unlike the luck-blessed Tang Wulin—who'd landed in the rit-rich Reconnaissance Battalion—Bai Yuan was assigned to a fixed post where promotions crawled. A guard's duty. His temper flared. Pathetic.
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Far away in Tian Dou City, atop the Blacksmith Association's tower, Mu Yi felt a faint ntal tug—as if soone had spoken his na. He didn't waver. Every ounce of focus centered on the forging hamr in his hand.
Beneath it, searing tal stretched and humd, its spirit peaking. Only the final step remained: triggering elental lightning to temper it into true Heavenly Forging.
Buzzz—! Perfect soul refining light blood… then faded. No lightning answered his call.
Mu Yi set down the hamr, frowning. Countless tis he'd touched Heavenly Forging's threshold—inspiration flaring, then failing at the last instant.
Could it be…? Doubt coiled. If Heavenly Refinent required plane-bound elental tribulation lightning, and he wasn't a "Tang"… had the Plane Lord, Tang Hao, deliberately blocked him? Even his ability to sense the storm?
"Mu Yi, don't despair." Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua approached, admiring the flawless soul-forged tal. "I spent over a decade grasping that lightning's whisper. With your talent? Persistence will prevail."
Mu Yi lifted his head, revealing a gentle smile beneath flowing green hair—a scholar's face. No one who'd witnessed his Platinum-awakened Body Soul form—a human-shaped beast of annihilation—would mistake this calm for weakness.
He bowed slightly. "Thank you, Teacher. I won't quit."
Zhen Hua nodded, departing. Alone, Mu Yi drew out his soul device communicator—then hesitated.
"Better to sync mories directly."
He channeled every frustration, every failed attempt, every suspicion through his soul link to Gu La's main body.
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At Spirit Pagoda HQ, Gu La savored a rare mont of solitude. His Soul Douluo cultivation bolstered his confidence as he plotted his ascension to godhood.
Then—his expression hardened. Bai Yuan's humiliation and Mu Yi's blockage flooded his mind simultaneously.
"Both avatars facing roadblocks… Soone's ddling." Ice crystallized in Gu La's veins.
Their frustration was his frustration. This disrupted his grand design. Tang San's ten-thousand-year plan? The plane's evolution? Gu La spat inwardly. Worthless.
A ti-constructed clone—perfectly mimicking his past self—materialized where he'd stood. Even the Plane Lord would need ti to spot the switch.
Gu La vanished, wrapped in ti and fate energies, concealing his very existence. "I'd planned a smooth awakening for my third martial soul—god-tier potential from the start. But if playing fair gets nowhere…" His voice echoed through the dinsional rift. "...don't bla for flipping the table."
Ti Lock activated. In an instant, he pinpointed the ocean's most volatile underwater volcano.
He manifested within its molten core—a realm that lted divine steel. Heat and pressure ant nothing to him.
Beneath his feet, eight soul rings blazed: six orange-gold, two pure gold. The seventh soul ring—at the million-year level—flared brightest.
"Martial Soul True Body—Titan Monarch · Primal Groudon!"
BOOOOM—!
As his True Body erupted, he channeled the full power of his Groudon avatar from the Pokémon world. God-king-tier primordial earth and magma authority crossed dinsions, rging with his being. His soul and flesh, refined beyond mortal limits, bore the divine might.
Cunningly, he channeled part of this power into two pre-prepared soul spirit phantoms—masking them as "unknown beasts." Later, if questioned about the rampaging creatures resembling his martial soul, he'd have excuses ready.
His plan served triple purposes:
First—to force Tang Hao to loosen his grip on tribulation lightning, granting Mu Yi his breakthrough.
Second—to crush the Plane Lord who'd sabotaged him. Payback.
Third—pure curiosity. What does it feel like to create a continent on Douluo Star?
(As a bonus: weakening Sea God Tang San's oceanic dominion.)
In the Pokémon world, Groudon had triggered continental births—facing resistance from lesser deities, but untouched by Creation God Arceus. Now, Gu La would replicate that feat here.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM—!!!!!!
The deep-sea volcano erupted catastrophically. Rivers of magma surged upward, devouring ocean water, building landmass toward the sun. Steam exploded into the sky; marine life vaporized. Even hundred-thousand-year soul beasts dared not approach this primordial fury.
Within Gu La, the [Fla Plate] and [Earth Plate] glowed. His comprehension of fire and earth laws deepened by the second.
He stood at the magma's heart—a God of creation and destruction—guiding the birth of new land.
Seven hours later, the cataclysm finally drew attention. By then, an island larger than three mainland gacities had taken shape, still expanding visibly.
First arrived the Federation Navy. Shocked by the apocalyptic spectacle, they kept their distance—sending only a Super Douluo general to investigate.
Gu La showed no rcy. Earth power surged.
"Precipice Blades!"
A molten monolith—wreathed in annihilation energy—erupted from the seabed like a mountain's wrath. It swallowed the general whole, vaporizing him before he could react.
Tension snapped taut.
In the shadows, Tang Hao—ever watchful over Douluo Star—was stunned. Two "strange soul beasts," radiating divine auras, were devouring the ocean to forge land.
"Ah Yin!" he turned to his wife, now the plane's core consciousness. "These beasts reek of the Abyss! They're altering the planet to weaken us! Our son is the Sea God—he'll never tolerate oceans defiled like this! Prepare to interfere. We cannot let them succeed!"
Ah Yin sensed the land's law-warping resonance. She nodded gravely.
The Federation mobilized faster this ti. Their envoy: Sea God Douluo Chen Xinjie.
War God Hall Master. Sea God Clan Patriarch. Sea God Legion Commander. Federation General. His titles scread allegiance—Tang San's most loyal, most powerful mortal champion.
Amid encroaching enemies, Gu La roared from the molten core—a sound shaking ocean and sky. Divine might exploded outward. His voice thundered across continents:
"I AM THE EARTH GOD! TODAY, I RECLAIM LAND FROM THE SEA AND RESHAPE HEAVEN AND EARTH! OPPOSE —AND DIE!"
The decree wasn't a re threat. It was a gauntlet hurled at the Sea God's order—a challenge to the world's very foundations.
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