"Are there really such great gods?"
Tu Shan Rongrong's heart wavered.
She didn't believe that any illusion could achieve this, making it impossible for her to detect the slightest flaw.
However, she still remained silent and continued watching the live broadcast.
She wanted to see the God of Hong Meng with her own eyes before deciding.
At the same time.
As Hong Meng's gaze fell.
The celestial phenomena in the Douluo World changed.
A god, supremely noble, supremely exalted.
A god, eternally immortal, transcending time and space.
His arrival was like an emperor visiting a small city; winds gathered and clouds surged over the Ula Plains, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
The firmament trembled.
The starry sky swayed.
Terrifying pressure emanated from the sky, a suffocating and oppressive aura, as if the world was on the verge of doomsday, about to be destroyed.
Bibi Dong, Ah Yin, and others trembled all over, excited and nervous.
He's here.
The God of Hong Meng has arrived.
"This terrifying aura…"
"It's already suffocating before he even descends, more powerful and terrifying than even Grandfather!"
"This is… a god!"
Tang Xiao and Tang Hao snapped out of their shock, their legs weak, trembling with fear.
They were the only two standing in the entire area, and the terrifying pressure surged in waves, threatening to crush them.
Dong!
A grand divine sound suddenly resonated between heaven and earth.
No one could describe the magnificence of this divine sound.
Nor could anyone describe the power of this divine sound.
The moment the divine sound rang out, everyone's minds went blank.
They lost their ability to think.
They lost consciousness.
Thump.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao immediately knelt.
The moment the divine sound rang out, their souls felt as if they were subjected to endless impact and endless lashing.
Submission.
Only through submission could they find ease.
Only through submission could they find freedom.
Only through submission could they find liberation.
Gods are not to be profaned.
Gods are not to be gazed upon directly.
Gods are supreme.
"Welcome, my God, to your descent!"
Bibi Dong prostrated herself on the ground, her forehead pressed against the earth, her entire body bowed in reverence, devout and excited.
Rumble!
A thunderous roar exploded, tearing the firmament, a terrifying裂缝 stretching across the sky.
A brilliant holy light emerged from the裂缝.
The light was initially small, like a faint glow, but it quickly expanded.
It was like an boundless white world, vast and endless, holy and majestic.
Within the holy light, a magnificent figure appeared faintly.
His eyes were as bright and vast as the sun and moon.
When he appeared, heaven and earth praised him.
When he appeared, all living beings bowed before him.
When he appeared, all believers felt as if they had been baptized, their bodies warm and comfortable.
It was like the warm sun in winter, or a mother's embrace.
Their bodies.
Their souls.
Their entire beings seemed to have been sublimated and transformed.
Relaxed.
At ease.
Joyful.
Happy.
Content.
"Praise be to you, great God of Hong Meng."
"Praise be to you, supreme God of Hong Meng."
All believers cheered.
Excited.
Devout.
Fanatical.
A wisp of Hong Meng's divine consciousness manifested, pausing in the void, overlooking the earth.
Everything in heaven and earth was laid bare before his eyes; nothing was a secret.
"Bibi Dong."
Hong Meng's voice seemed to come from the starry sky, from the future, ancient and long, profound and endless in its Dao韵.
Bibi Dong knelt on the ground, her curves graceful, her posture elegant. Hearing these words, she shivered, as if she had grown taller, and responded excitedly:
"Your humble servant Bibi Dong greets the great God of Hong Meng."
Looking at Bibi Dong, Hong Meng was very satisfied.
This time, the harvest was greater than all previous ones combined.
Therefore, she must be heavily rewarded.
"Bibi Dong, for your devout faith and meritorious service in spreading the faith and making sacrifices, I hereby bestow upon you the position of Divine Emissary of this realm, to spread my faith on my behalf!"
"Furthermore, I bestow upon you a million years of cultivation, a million-year spirit ring, a Shura God Sword, and a Star Immortal Robe!"
Hong Meng's voice was grand, the heavens and earth trembled, and the Great Dao roared.
As he spoke, a boundless, brilliant golden light descended, merging into Bibi Dong's body. Then, under the astonished and envious gazes of everyone present,
Bibi Dong's twin spirit souls were released uncontrollably, and the spirit power within her body surged, transforming into divine power.
Immediately after.
One spirit ring after another condensed.
As soon as these spirit rings appeared, they rapidly changed, transforming into red hundred-thousand-year spirit rings in less than a breath.
Then, they continued to change.
In just two breaths, they transformed into platinum-colored million-year spirit rings.
Immediately after.
Bibi Dong's two spirit souls condensed their final two spirit rings, which were divine-level spirit rings.
This also marked Bibi Dong's ascension to godhood.
With a total of twenty platinum-colored spirit rings encircling her, Bibi Dong floated up, suspended in the air, like a goddess from the heavens.
Noble.
Sacred.
Coldly beautiful.
Perfect.
"Not bad."
Hong Meng nodded secretly, then stretched out a hand and seized the Shura God's Shura Sword and its inheritance from the City of Slaughter.
He casually erased the Shura God's imprint and infused the Shura God's divine position into Bibi Dong's body.
As the divine position was infused, Bibi Dong's cultivation soared.
Third-rank deity.
Second-rank deity.
First-rank deity.
God King.
Finally, it stopped at the peak of the God King realm.
At the same time.
Hong Meng stretched out his hand towards the starry sky, and stars were pulled over, refined into a magnificent blue immortal robe, like a galaxy.
Whoosh.
A streak of light flashed, and the blue immortal robe draped over Bibi Dong, making her appear like a celestial fairy.
Finally.
Hong Meng consumed ten thousand units of origin power, reforging and evolving the Shura Sword into the Shura God Sword.
The Shura God Sword landed in front of Bibi Dong.
With her current cultivation, coupled with the Star Immortal Robe and the Shura God Sword,
She was already invincible in this realm.
Bibi Dong knelt in the void, receiving the Shura God Sword with trembling hands, saying:
"Thank you for your divine grace, my God!"
Hong Meng spoke no words; the avatar manifested by his divine consciousness dissipated, and boundless holy light descended, with the two largest clusters falling upon two Soul Douluo.
The auras of the two Soul Douluo elders surged dramatically, and in a blink of an eye, they became ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo, with nine dazzling hundred-thousand-year red spirit rings.
The remaining holy light fell upon tens of thousands of common people, and everyone immediately felt their bodies lighten, all their ailments disappeared, and they looked ten years younger.
"Praise be to you, great God of Hong Meng!"
"Praise be to you, supreme God of Hong Meng."
Everyone was incredibly excited and grateful, their devotion soaring once again. The two Soul Douluo even showed signs of becoming fanatics.
In the sky, Ah Yin, the Blue Silver King, and a group of spirit beasts vanished into the裂缝 in the firmament, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye.
Heaven and earth returned to tranquility, as if everything had been a dream.
"How is this possible? How can there be such a god in this world?"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao stared blankly, looking at Bibi Dong, who stood in the sky, clad in the Star Immortal Robe and holding the Shura God Sword, like an peerless goddess.
Then they looked at the two ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo in front of them, each with a full set of hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.
Their entire worldview was completely overturned.
Is this a god?
Are gods really that powerful?
To grasp stars and moon with a wave of a hand, creating another god?
"Everyone, today's live broadcast ends here. I'm leaving now!"
Bibi Dong's consciousness sank into the chat group, greeted everyone, and then closed the live broadcast.
She looked at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao and ordered:
"Feng Shan, Feng Hai, take them down."
"Yes, Divine Emissary."
Feng Shan and Feng Hai were full of vigor, with an unprecedented power boiling within them, yet they still felt a sense of unreality.
Ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo, with a full set of hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.
They could never have dreamed of this before.
And all of this was thanks to the God of Hong Meng, their eyes growing even more devout.
They showed no mercy towards Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, these heretics who had tried to disrupt the sacrifice earlier.
Unfortunately, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had no desire to resist at this moment.
They were easily captured, which made Feng Shan and Feng Hai feel a bit bored.
"Set off, return to Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong said no more and led everyone back.
She intended to take control of Spirit Hall and spread the glory of the Supreme God to every corner of the world.
What she didn't know was that the Douluo God Realm had already been turned upside down by Hong Meng's arrival.
All the gods were on high alert, their gazes focused on the Douluo Continent.
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