Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Then the light began to flow into his body, through his fingertips, and up his arm, as if searching for a place to settle.

His aura became deep and steady at that moment, as if he were establishing a connection with the entire sea.

After the light completely merged into his body, Jin Chen stood in the empty space where the light had dissipated, feeling himself forming a connection with the entire sea.

When he returned to the sea, it was already daylight.

The sun is rising from the eastern horizon, turning the entire sea surface into a golden-red hue.

Jin Chen stood there, feeling his heartbeat synchronized with the rhythm of the waves, each surge propelling the power within him forward.

He looked down at the trident of Poseidon in his hand; the patterns on the trident were slowly lighting up, as if they were in sync with his heartbeat.

He looked up into the distance and felt the entire sea unfolding within his perception, like a boundless map being slowly unfurled.

He stood there, letting the tides that were establishing a connection with him complete their final docking.

He knew that those connecting channels needed time to fully settle, and he knew that the power within him needed time to adapt to that new weight and density.

But he was already standing there, and the tide had already recognized him.

He put away the trident of Poseidon and turned to walk back the way he came.

His steps were more steady than when he arrived, as if each step was establishing a connection with the ocean currents flowing beneath his feet.

He knew he would return, because there were still paths he needed to walk himself, and connections he needed to complete himself.

But he has come this far and no longer needs to fumble his way through uncertainty.

The waves closed behind him, like a door closing, like he had taken over the weight, like a vast body of water finally receiving its own response.

When the sunlight spread over Jin Chen, he did not move immediately.

He stood on the newly closed passageway, the seawater beneath his feet still slowly swirling, as if completing its final adjustments.

After the waves subsided, the golden light completely sank below the surface. He felt that the connection between himself and this sea had stabilized, as if a sluice gate had finally been opened between two different bodies of water, allowing them to begin exchanging their currents.

He could feel the ocean currents slowly adjusting their direction, as if they were rearranging their positions along a new path.

He looked down at the trident of Poseidon in his hand. The surface of the trident had a layer of slowly flowing luster, as if it had just been wiped by seawater, or as if it was responding to the new power that had just been connected within him.

He could feel the halberd synchronizing with the energy within his body, as if two originally separate pieces of metal were being fused together.

He gripped the halberd, and the luster spread along the halberd to his hand, disappearing from his fingertips as if absorbed by his body.

He knew that the light wasn't absorbed, but rather it was taken in.

He put away the trident of Poseidon and looked up into the distance.

The horizon was clear and flat, as if it had been drawn with a ruler.

Sunlight spills onto the water's surface, shattering the ripples into countless shimmering highlights.

His senses were slowly expanding, and he could still clearly perceive the tides that were moving away from him, as if a new layer had been etched into his body.

Chapter 329 Re-ascending to the Divine Realm

He could feel a school of fish slowly moving beneath his feet, circling around a reef, as if they too were adjusting their connection with him in their own way.

He gripped the trident of Poseidon, then strode back the way he had come.

The seawater parted naturally at his feet, making way for a narrow passage for him to pass smoothly.

The passageway automatically adjusts its width, closing again the moment his foot lifts off the ground.

As he walked through the passage, he could feel the closing streams of water responding to his presence, as if confirming his passage in their own way.

It was already evening when he returned to the shore.

The setting sun dyed the entire beach in varying shades of orange-red.

The old boat owner was squatting beside an overturned old boat, mending fishing nets. Seeing him approach, he stood up and looked him over a few times: "You've changed a bit."

Jin Chen said, "It's probably because the time spent at sea is relatively long."

The old boat owner didn't press further, but glanced at him again: "Do you still want the boat?"

Jin Chen shook his head: "No need."

He walked back along the coastline, the sea breeze blowing from the side, carrying the scent of salt and sand.

He walked for three days, and the outline of Sea Breeze City came into view on the evening of the fourth day.

He didn't enter the city. Instead, he found a high place outside the city and sat down, looking at the city in the distance where lights were gradually being lit, as if he was confirming in his own way that the lights were indeed still there.

Then he stood up, patted the sand off his robes, and walked towards the direction of the Martial Soul Capital.

When he returned to Wuhun Capital, most of the sycamore leaves at the city gate had fallen, and the fine leaves were blown by the wind to the corner of the wall, piling up in a heap.

He passed through the city gate and walked along the long street.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street. As he passed the kindergarten, he heard children reading aloud inside, reciting "The Basics of Martial Soul".

He didn't stop, but his pace unconsciously slowed down a bit.

When he arrived at the front of the offering hall, Ling Feng was standing under the old locust tree. As if sensing his presence, Ling Feng came out to wait.

Ling Feng's gaze lingered on him for a moment: "You've succeeded."

Jin Chen said, "It's done."

Ling Feng didn't ask any further questions, but simply stepped aside to let him in: "The tea is still hot."

When Jin Chen entered the courtyard, Qian Renxue was sitting on the veranda, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

She saw Jin Chen walk in, but didn't stand up. The tea was still steaming, as if she was waiting for him to come back.

Jin Chen sat down on the stone bench next to her, with the Trident of Poseidon leaning against the table.

He didn't speak immediately, as if letting the warmth of the tea cup bring him back to the rhythm of the courtyard.

He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip; the warmth of the tea spread from his throat to his chest.

Then he said, "I've taken the position of Poseidon."

Qian Renxue looked at him: "So you're the Sea God now?"

Jin Chen thought for a moment and said, "I've taken the seat."

But there are still many things I need to get used to.

Ling Feng didn't reply, but walked down to the corridor and sat down opposite him.

The night breeze blew in from outside the courtyard, rustling the branches of the old locust tree, and the darkness slowly slipped down the eaves.

Qian Renxue asked, "Will you still go to the Endless Sea often in the future?"

Jin Chen thought for a moment and said, "I'll probably go again."

But not because I need to go, but because that place now belongs to me.

Ling Feng said, "That's good too."

Jin Chen didn't respond. The three of them sat on the veranda, as if they were using their silence to confirm that something had already been accomplished.

The flags on the distant city wall fluttered in the night wind, like a song no one was singing, wrapping up the day in its own way.

The sky in the realm of gods is changing.

The gray clouds that have been hovering over the edges for years are slowly gathering towards the center, like a painting being rolled up, or like the earth adjusting its breathing.

Purple lightning danced silently in the clouds behind Ling Feng. Each bolt of lightning was like a river awaiting command. They made no sound, moving quietly along fixed paths, like an army waiting for orders. They had been waiting for a long time, but they did not seem impatient.

Ling Feng stood on the gray platform at the edge of the God Realm of Destruction. He could feel the rocks beneath his feet trembling slightly, as if the entire God Realm was adjusting its center of gravity.

The dragon-patterned staff in his hand leaned against his side, the patterns on the staff gleaming faintly in the dim light.

Qian Renxue stood beside him, the aura of her angelic divine armor flowing slowly around her. The golden light intertwined with the silvery-white sky in the distance, like two rivers of different colors converging in the same riverbed, permeating each other, yet not losing their respective boundaries.

Jin Chen stood at the other end of the platform, the Trident of Poseidon planted in the ground in front of him, its shaft straight and its tip embedded in the gray-white rock.

The patterns on the halberd are slowly lighting up, spreading upwards along the shaft, like a river awakening, establishing a connection with some distant aura.

He could feel the halberd responding to his heartbeat, as if it were guiding the accumulating power within him to where it should go.

He gripped the halberd handle, and the light did not dissipate but instead spread along his palm to his arm, as if it had been accepted by his body.

When Gu Yuena emerged from the silver light, her aura no longer needed to be deliberately concealed as before.

She walked to the center of the platform, her long, silver-gold hair swaying gently in the air, as if in sync with the surrounding airflow.

Those eyes gazed calmly in a certain direction in the void, not in a hurry to speak, as if waiting for that aura to reveal itself.

After a while, she said, "He's still there."

Ling Feng said, "The divine position has been shattered, but he is still here."

Gu Yuena said, "He's still here because he's still waiting."

"Let's go find him."

She paused for a moment, then said, "He has been preparing for a long time; it won't dissipate so easily."

Jin Chen gripped the Trident of Poseidon tightly, and the patterns on the trident became even brighter in that instant: "Then let's go find him."

They passed through the darkening passages of the divine realm.

The rock walls on both sides of the passage have turned from gray to dark red, like rocks that have been scorched for a long time, with fine cracks on the edges.

The ground temperature is gradually rising, and you can feel a continuous heat when you step on the soles of your boots, which slowly spreads upwards from the soles of your feet, along your ankles, calves, and finally stops at your knees.

There was a dry, metallic smell in the air, like a piece of iron that had been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time, slowly releasing the heat it had stored up all summer.

With each step they took forward, they could feel the ground beneath their feet becoming increasingly loose, as if the rocks had been repeatedly heated and cooled, and were becoming fragile from the inside out.

When they emerged from the crevice, they were met with a slowly collapsing wasteland.

Chapter 330 Defeating the Asura God

The pillars that once supported the Asura God Realm have mostly broken off. The stone pillars have fallen to the ground haphazardly, some broken in two, some shattered into several pieces, scattered everywhere.

The ground was covered with a layer of fine dust and gravel, and in some places, traces of the battle could still be seen. Those traces had been worn smooth by time, like old wounds slowly healing.

In the center of the ruins, there was an area that was flatter than the rest, as if it had been deliberately cleared.