As the will of the Douluo Continent officially recognized Xiao Yu as a god, and as the faith power from spirit beasts across the continent continuously flowed into Xiao Yu's body, the name "Dragon God" began to spread throughout the Douluo Continent and the divine realm.
Countless people emerged from their seclusion, watching as Xiao Yu absorbed the faith power of the spirit beasts.
At this moment, Xiao Yu, who was absorbing the faith power, had ten soul rings beneath him—nine red and one dark.
A golden armor was also forming on his body, crafted from the ever-increasing faith power.
Finally, after three days, the golden armor on Xiao Yu's body was fully formed.
Xiao Yu, who had been in deep concentration for three days, slowly opened his eyes.
"So this is the realm of a god..."
Xiao Yu took a deep breath, carefully examining the Dragon God Armor on his body and the divine power flowing within him, which was countless times stronger and denser than soul power.
"Xiao Yu, congratulations! You've truly achieved godhood at level 100!"
In the next moment, as Xiao Yu was still adjusting to his new state, Bo Saixi rushed to his side and hugged him tightly, her face filled with excitement.
To anyone watching, it might have seemed like Bo Saixi was the one who had become a god.
Xiao Yu gently embraced Bo Saixi, savoring the moment of warmth.
After their embrace, Bo Saixi took Xiao Yu back to Sea God Island.
Xiao Yu needed a place to stabilize and fully understand his new state, so he followed Bo Saixi to Sea God Island.
With Bo Saixi's help, Xiao Yu began to adapt to his godly state.
Under the guidance of Bo Saixi and the Silver Dragon King, Xiao Yu started to familiarize himself with the surging divine power within him.
Meanwhile, in Slaughter City.
After years of development, the once-thriving Slaughter City had once again become a ghost town.
The bustling inner city now had few evil soul master wandering its streets.
The newly built Hell Killing Arena hadn't been opened for about a week.
Now, this once-peaceful Slaughter City began to tremble violently.
If one looked closely, they would see purple, corruption-filled mist rising from every corner of the city.
The most intense concentration of this purple mist was around the long-unopened Hell Killing Arena.
Looking down from the Hell Killing Arena, one could see a figure holding a deep purple scythe floating in the air, radiating an overwhelming aura.
This figure was none other than Tang San, who had come to Slaughter City to inherit the Rakshasa God's position.
The reason Slaughter City had become like this was mainly because Tang San needed to complete his inheritance of the Rakshasa God's position on the Hell Road beneath the Hell Killing Arena.
The Hell Road was filled with the toxins of Bloody Mary, and the recent sacrifices of the Fallen provided enough energy for Tang San to officially ascend to godhood.
After a period of consolidation, Tang San had finally stepped into the realm of gods, officially inheriting the position of the first-level Rakshasa God.
"Phew..."
Feeling the divine power flowing within him, Tang San's gloomy face finally showed a hint of excitement.
A god... he had truly become a god.
His efforts hadn't been in vain. He had succeeded!!
"By the way, now that I'm a god, I should be able to revive Xiao Wu, right? But how do I do it?"
Tang San, holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, looked puzzled.
With a thought, Tang San teleported to the Slaughter Castle, where he found his great-grandfather, the Slaughter King, engaged in a three-point water exchange with the Slaughter Maidens.
"Great-grandfather, I've become a god. I want to know, how can I revive Xiao Wu?"
The Slaughter King wasn't particularly surprised by Tang San's arrival.
He spoke calmly, "I've preserved Xiao Wu's body. What you need to do is use the power of the Rakshasa God position to find Xiao Wu's soul within Slaughter City. Then, using the unique properties of Rakshasa divine power, fuse Xiao Wu's soul and body together to bring him back to life."
With that, the Slaughter King brought out an ice coffin that had been preserved for a long time.
Inside the coffin lay Xiao Wu's body, which had been dead for several years.
"Thank you, Great-grandfather..."
Carrying Xiao Wu's body, Tang San returned to his residence.
He began using his Rakshasa divine power to search for Xiao Wu's soul within Slaughter City.
Finally, under the powerful divine scan of Tang San's divine sense, he found Xiao Wu's lonely soul lingering near their old home.
"Xiao Wu..."
Seeing Xiao Wu's lonely soul, Tang San couldn't hold back his tears.
With a heart full of pain, Tang San brought Xiao Wu's soul back and placed it into his body within the ice coffin.
At the same time, he began channeling his vast divine power into Xiao Wu's body.
Under the influence of Tang San's divine power, Xiao Wu's separated soul and body began to slowly merge.
To prevent his divine power from overwhelming Xiao Wu, Tang San had to carefully control the flow of divine power, which placed an immense strain on his mental energy.
Thus, time flew by, and a month passed.
To ensure Xiao Wu's revival was complete and without side effects, Tang San had maintained this high-pressure environment for an entire month.
During this time, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who had also successfully ascended to godhood, returned.
Although they were shocked and surprised to learn that their Brother San, after losing Xiao Wu, had fallen in love with another Xiao Wu, they naturally supported his decision and did their best to help.
Thus, Oscar and Ma Hongjun began assisting Tang San, helping to alleviate his mental strain and giving him moments of respite in this high-pressure environment.
"..."
"He's moving! He's moving! Brother San, look, Xiao Wu's fingers are moving!!"
Ma Hongjun excitedly called out to Tang San.
Hearing this, Tang San's face lit up with excitement.
Finally, after so much time and effort, he had succeeded.
For a moment, Tang San recalled his journey with Xiao Wu—their meeting, their growing closeness, their love, and finally, Xiao Wu's death.
He remembered how he had chosen the difficult path of becoming a god to revive her.
Overwhelmed with emotions, Tang San struggled to find the right words.
Finally, after much contemplation, Tang San's lips trembled, and with a determined expression, he shouted:
"Revive, my beloved!!!!"