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Chapter 547 Throne of the Sky and the Ocean

Spirit world.

"Shura, what are you still looking at?" The Sea God, clad in armor and wielding a real trident, appeared beside the God of Asura. After Douluo Star was hidden some time ago, the Sea God returned to his territory and had even prepared for an expedition. Even though he had lost the coordinates of Douluo Star and it was hidden in the endless void, he still knew its location. If all else failed, he could simply fly there and slowly search for where Douluo Star had hidden.

Only then did the Sea God realize that the Asura God was doing something else, staring intently at the mortal realm through the mirror, even though everything was already blurry and nothing could be seen.

Looking at the empty space, the God of Asura revealed a meaningful smile and said, "When I was observing the Douluo in the God Realm, wanting to see the Mangque devour the dragon, didn't you sense that the dragon was already dead?"

!!!

Poseidon was startled and exclaimed, "How is this possible!"

Then the Sea God hurriedly used his immense perception. Although Douluo Star was concealed by divine power, the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King, after transforming into a dragon and devouring the Sea God's divine position, still retained a trace of dragon breath. Now, the Sea God suddenly discovered that the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King's aura had completely disappeared!

The dragon is gone!

"This isn't right, is it? Could it be that the Deep Sea Dragon King has concealed his aura?" the Sea God asked in confusion.

The Asura God shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and said solemnly, "It's not that it's hidden, it's that it's dead. The Deep Sea Demon Dragon King was killed, and I could feel my killing power erupting not long ago."

The sea god's face showed surprise and uncertainty. He said, "She is your divine examiner?! She has inherited your divine position!"

That's probably the only explanation.

The Asura God shook his head again and said, "My divine position has not appeared, the Asura God Sword has not acknowledged her, and the one who killed the god was not that person named Bibi Dong."

The Sea God's expression began to change. His strength was inferior to that of the Asura God. He was a first-level god, while the Asura God was above first-level gods and was a god-king. Perhaps the Asura God saw something that he did not.

"Is it Tang San, who underwent the test of the Rakshasa God? Or Qian Renxue, the Six-Winged Angel God?" These are the only two people on Douluo Star who have recently become gods.

The Asura God said, "I don't know, but the matter is not over yet."

"But if possible, I don't want that guy named Tang San to win in the end." The God of Asura said with a solemn expression, "That would be terrible for the God Realm."

At this moment, the inverted ocean phenomenon formed by the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King above Wuhun City not only did not disappear, but became more and more realistic! A sky garden appeared in the sky and ocean, and the ocean and sky actually merged!

At this moment, the sky and the sea lost their boundaries.

The azure sky, like a painting splashed with thick ink, instantly transformed into a bottomless, dark blue, with streaks of golden lightning roaring and weaving through it like chains. Below, the vast ocean, defying all logic, surged upwards, a massive waterspout connecting heaven and earth, its waters shimmering with a sacred, star-like light.

At the heart of the frenzied merging of sky and sea, an unprecedented shadow of a throne is taking shape—this is Qian Xunji's seat in the Spirit Hall.

The throne's base is a frozen, raging sea, every detail of which is clearly visible, as if time itself has been eternally frozen in that moment, exhibiting a deep blue, crystalline texture. The throne's back and armrests are constructed from countless fragmented and reassembled golden skies and white clouds, flowing like light yet solidified into a firm form, radiating a vast, oppressive celestial aura. This is the "Throne of Heaven and Sea"—a symbol that forcefully unites the authority of heaven and sea!

Qian Xunji's figure solidified completely under the infusion of endless divine power. He took a step forward and sat elegantly and majestically on the throne.

His divine armor also underwent a transformation: the left half was a deep blue armor flowing with the dark currents of the abyss, while the right half was a golden-white angelic armor burning with eternal holy flames. The two converged at his heart, forming a strange emblem that simultaneously spun an ocean vortex and an angelic halo. His pupils also became two-colored, one a blue containing storms and tides, the other a gold that saw through all things and judged light.

He simply sat there, and the pressure emanating from his body caused the space that had just stabilized to distort violently again, as if this world could not bear his dual divine status.

"Can you feel it?" Qian Xunji's voice overlapped with the roar of the waves and the thunder in the sky, carrying a kind of indifferent mockery. "This is the posture that a god should have. Controlling everything, dominating everything."

He gently raised his right hand, blue ocean power flowing from his fingertips, causing the entire ocean below to boil; he then raised his left hand, golden angelic flames leaping in his palm, and the sky above responded with rolling thunder.

"The ocean is my domain." He clenched his right hand slightly, and the vast sea instantly froze and then thawed, with towering waves.

"The sky is my royal court." He waved his left hand lightly, and the clouds transformed into billions of golden swords.

His gaze finally fell on the cocoon of light formed by the fusion of Tang San and Qian Renxue, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Now, those who submit to me will ascend with me into the Sky Garden. As for the others who challenge my authority..." Qian Xunji shook his head at the Soul Masters of the Clear Sky Sect and the Soul Beasts led by Di Tian, ​​as if pitying their overestimation of their abilities, and said, "Challenge? I seem to have gone too far. You are not challengers, but merely... an insignificant breeze."

"Now, kneel before your new gods."

"Or, to perish along with this sky and sea that I rule!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Sea Throne beneath him erupted with a divine light of blue and gold that illuminated the entire world. The power of the sky and the sea merged into one in an unprecedented way, transforming into a tangible wave of destruction. It seemed as if the world would be submerged by the sea in the next second, and only those who had Qian Xunji's permission were qualified to ascend to the Sky Garden.

The continent will disappear completely, the sea spirit beasts will live in the sea, and Qian Xunji's followers and humans born after him will live in the Sky Garden and become subjects of the gods. The world's rules will be completely overturned!
This vision, this promise, was an irresistible temptation for the vast majority of survivors who had endured repeated battles, witnessed countless deaths, and were physically and mentally exhausted.

At first, there were only a few Soul Masters. They dropped their weapons, knelt down devoutly in the direction of the Sky Throne, and shouted, "We are willing to follow Your Majesty!"

Like a plague spreading, more and more people gave up resistance. The remaining Soul Master legions of the Spirit Hall, even some residents of Seagod Island, and even some soldiers from the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, as well as the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect in the City of Slaughter, all had burning desires for survival, yearnings for power, and endless longings for that "Sky Garden" in their eyes.

Beams of blue-gold light descended from the sky, enveloping the surrendered individuals.

Their bodies floated in the pillar of light, their old wounds healed rapidly, their weak auras grew stronger, and finally their martial spirits disappeared completely, turning them into martial spirit mutants like the catwoman.

Their faces wore expressions of blissful intoxication. Guided by the pillar of light, they flew slowly towards the garden in the clouds, like saints ascending to heaven. Their bodies began to undergo subtle changes in mid-air; their skin faintly glowed with a jade-like luster, and their eyes became increasingly devout and unified, as if assimilated by some force.

(End of this chapter)