The scene on Sea God Island was being mirrored in many places.
Slaughter City.
The chaotic streets were filled with depraved souls—backstabbing, killing, raping, abusing—an endless cycle of madness and corruption.
Suddenly, a group of tall knights clad in silver armor thundered down the main road on horseback like lightning. Every fallen one who dared block their path was lashed brutally with their whips.
These weren't ordinary whips—they had been soaked in a special potion. Each strike split flesh like firecrackers bursting in the night, echoing through the street.
Screams of agony rang out.
But screams only brought harsher punishment.
Only when the chaos ceased did silence return.
Then came a cold, metallic voice from the lead knight:
"By order of His Majesty the King of Slaughter—seek the Chosen One, the Son of the Gods, who can wield both darkness and destruction."
"Whoever finds him and brings him to the King shall stand second only to him—above all others."
"One beneath the King, above all men!"
The knights then rode off, announcing the decree on the next street.
Once they left, the street, silent just moments before, exploded with noise once again. Countless fallen ones now had bloodshot eyes, glancing suspiciously at those around them.
"You! You look like someone who could command darkness and destruction!"
"No, I think you fit the bill better!"
Without warning, bloodthirsty slaughter broke out again.
Blood fueled their madness.
Murder became a divine calling.
The Angel Temple.
High Priest Qian Daoliu knelt in prayer.
"Merciful and forgiving Angel God, your holy brilliance shines upon the world. May your eternal glory lead your children to warmth and light, and your sacred flame cleanse the sinful…"
Suddenly, a soft glow descended upon him.
A divine will echoed in his mind.
Qian Daoliu's eyes snapped open, filled with shock and joy.
His aura flared uncontrollably, startling the other Elders present. They exchanged puzzled glances—what had just happened?
Then, they too noticed the faint glow coming from the Angel statue.
"The Angel God has revealed a divine sign!"
"Great Elder, has the Angel passed down an oracle?"
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, murmuring:
"The divine message… instructs me to watch for a Chosen One capable of mastering darkness and destruction?"
"Even though the divine seat has already been passed to Xue'er… I'm to forge ties with this person?"
After some thought, he retrieved paper and ink, writing a secret message to Qian Renxue.
"Perhaps… this person will also be of great help to her."
The Pope's Bedchambers.
Bibi Dong, wrapped in a silk robe, had just awoken from a nap. She stretched lazily atop her lavish couch, her divine beauty relaxed and casual in this private space.
As she prepared to rise, a divine message from the Rakshasa God echoed in her mind.
"The Son of the Gods who controls darkness and destruction? …What nonsense."
Still, she sighed.
"Summon Elder Chrysanthemum. Have him quietly keep an eye out."
The Divine Realm.
Two divine wills were locked in a fierce battle—arguing louder than thunder across the stars.
"Evil, I saw that genius first! He's clearly destined to inherit my divine seat!"
"You? Don't be absurd! I noticed him first—I just couldn't pinpoint his location!"
"Why must you fight me on this? The boy has perfectly mastered the power of destruction—he's the ideal successor to my godhood!"
"That's where you're wrong! His darkness is so pure, yet he remains untouched by corruption. He should inherit the divine seat of Evil, not Destruction!"
Their argument shook the Divine Realm.
Even other gods dared not approach.
Because these two furious voices belonged to none other than the God King of Evil and the God King of Destruction—two of the mightiest beings in the entire realm.
Suddenly, a third divine will joined them.
"Enough! Neither of you may find him now."
"After that phoenix cry, Douluo Star's spiritual energy has been thrown into chaos."
"Even with your power, his location is now completely concealed."
Evil and Destruction both snarled in unison:
"Asura, don't tell us you're trying to steal him too!"
"If we remember correctly, your divine inheritance lies on Douluo Star as well. But didn't you already pick a successor?"
The Asura God replied calmly:
"Of course I'm not interested."
"But you know, Douluo Star isn't just mine. The Sea God, the Angel God, the Rakshasa God—they all have inheritance sites there too."
"I wouldn't be surprised if they're already quietly looking into it."
He openly sold them out.
Evil and Destruction growled in unison:
"They wouldn't dare!"
"A genius like this—if he doesn't inherit my divine seat, then it's a tragic waste of divine talent!"
But the Asura God just poured cold water on their fury:
"In the Divine Realm, the God Kings hold the highest authority. But on Douluo Star—those domains have been cultivated by others for centuries."
"Even a God King can't break the rules of the realm so easily. And no one may steal another god's chosen successor."
"So… do you really think they won't try?"
"Anyway, that phoenix cry didn't just disrupt your search. Now none of the gods with inheritances on Douluo Star can track him."
"At least for a while… no one will find him."
A heavy silence fell.
After a moment, the Evil God King finally spoke.
"That phoenix… didn't it flee the Divine Realm long ago, after losing to the Dragon God?"
"Why is it still watching us?"
"And how could it possibly sense the Chosen One's emergence?"
Evil had sensed the boy through the birth of pure darkness.
Destruction had sensed him through the emergence of true annihilation.
Other gods only found out because Evil and Destruction stirred up so much noise.
But the Phoenix God—defeated in her ancient battle with the Dragon God and long vanished from the Divine Realm—
How had she sensed him first?
Did she also have a hidden inheritance on Douluo Star?
That shouldn't be possible… should it?
None of them had an answer.
It was a question shared by all.
The Destruction God King muttered bitterly:
"Maybe he was hidden in some secret realm before, which blocked our sensing. If we'd waited, we might've tracked him when he emerged."
"But now that the phoenix's interference disrupted everything, even when he shows up again, we still won't be able to find him."
The Asura God paused thoughtfully.
"Perhaps… although the phoenix once clashed with the Dragon God, she still respected him. Maybe she can't stand watching us dismantle his legacy, so she decided to throw a wrench in our plans."
But again—no one had an answer.
Who knew what that phoenix was thinking?
What could she possibly gain from this?