Chapter 350: Lei Yao's Breakthrough
"This is far too dangerous."
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King couldn't help but speak in alarm.
"The Starry Sky Auction Pavilion can create both soul spirits and soul bones. Their power surpasses anything we've ever imagined. If we tamper with the planar origin, we could bring death upon ourselves."
"Danger?"
The Demon Empress let out a cold laugh, insanity glinting in her gaze.
"We were already hunted to the brink of annihilation by Tang San back then. What could possibly be more dangerous than that?"
"As long as we can kill him, no price is too great!"
At that moment, a frigid voice emerged from behind the altar.
"Indeed. If killing Tang San means destroying this plane, so be it."
The Demon Empress and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King turned sharply.
From the shadows strode a cloaked figure, his robes exuding an aura of blood and corruption.
It was the Blood Demon—the same one who had once allied himself with the Demon Empress.
"Blood Demon."
The Demon Empress looked at him calmly before speaking.
"This is my husband, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King. I hope you can help him absorb the power of faith and restore his million-year soul power."
The Blood Demon's eyes flashed with brief surprise.
"A million-year soul beast… resurrected after ten thousand years? It seems your Douluo Continent is full of interesting tricks."
Though he had worked with the Empress before, he hadn't expected that the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion possessed the means to resurrect a creature that had perished ten millennia ago.
A flicker of apprehension moved through his gaze. Douluo Continent, this seemingly fragile plane, hid too many unfathomable secrets.
Even at his own peak, among the mightiest beings of his homeland, he had never witnessed such an act—reviving the dead across the gulf of time. That touched not only the laws of life, but the very essence of time itself.
The thought left him unsettled.
For the first time, he began to doubt whether coming to Douluo had been the right decision.
I must finish this quickly, he thought darkly. If I linger here too long, this world might well become my grave.
"Restoring soul power through faith energy is simple enough," the Blood Demon said evenly. "But heed this—once you've absorbed it, you'll owe me a favor."
"Help me absorb this plane's source power."
Without hesitation, the Demon Empress replied, "So long as my husband regains his full strength, I will do whatever you ask."
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King sighed but said nothing. He understood—everything she did was for him, driven by vengeance. Since his resurrection, he could no longer allow her to bear the burden alone.
The Blood Demon raised his hand with a satisfied nod.
"Then let it begin."
Waves of luminous faith power surged from the altar, sweeping toward the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
The torrent of energy poured into his immense form. His body vibrated, his once-faded aura surging anew. His soul power expanded rapidly, his dormant million-year bloodline gradually awakening.
From the shadows, the Blood Demon watched them carefully, calculation dancing behind his eyes.
He already knew—the Demon Empress and her consort were nothing more than pawns. Once they absorbed the faith energy, their combined strength would serve as conduits through which he could siphon this world's origin power.
When his injuries were healed, he would leave this plane immediately.
The mere existence of the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion made him far too uneasy.
The hum of the altar deepened, echoing like thunder. The golden tides of faith burned brighter, and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's aura soared, nearing the summit of his former million-year peak.
The Demon Empress smiled for the first time in a long while.
Revenge no longer felt like a dream—it was within reach.
…
Meanwhile, within the Starry Sky Auction Pavilion—
Jiang Li sat before a shimmering gold screen, his fingers gliding across the floating numbers of auction points. Millions now danced in faint golden arcs, gleaming brighter than ever.
Every step he had orchestrated—helping Gu Yue Na break through to the God King realm, guiding the Golden Dragon King onto an independent path—had altered Douluo's destiny itself.
Each deviation from fate rippled outward, feeding his system's inexhaustible reservoir of points.
"The more chaos spreads across the continent," he murmured, smiling faintly, "the stronger I become."
He tapped his fingers upon the table, gaze sharpening.
"Still… relying solely on the Pavilion and external plots isn't enough. My own strength must ascend as well."
He could feel it—while Gu Yue Na and others climbed ever higher, his personal power lagged behind. Soon, if divine conflict or a higher-dimensional threat emerged, even the Pavilion's influence might not protect him.
He had to break through.
And just as he prepared to consume his auction points to exchange for cultivation resources—
Boom!
A violent surge of lightning erupted from the opposite chamber.
The energy roared like a storm swallowing the heavens, silver and violet light bleeding through the walls, illuminating the entire Pavilion.
Bolts of thunder crackled across the air, filling every shadow with dancing arcs of divine lightning. Even the structure of the Pavilion trembled under its power.
Jiang Li's pupils narrowed. His consciousness spread outward instantly, pinpointing the source—Lei Yao's chamber.
"This aura… divine?"
A spark of realization gleamed in his eyes.
Lei Yao's thunder power had surpassed the boundary of ordinary Ultimate Douluo. It now resonated with the rhythm of divinity.
He was ascending into the realm of gods.
Moments later, the chamber door opened.
Lei Yao emerged, lightning crackling through his hair, violet sparks flickering in his eyes.
Each breath he exhaled shook the nearby air; even the floor beneath him was etched with thin networks of lightning runes.
His excitement was palpable, but beneath it pulsed deep, tempered resolve.
He bowed slightly. "Master, I've perceived the opportunity for godhood. Today, I wish to attempt the breakthrough. I ask that you grant me your protection."
Jiang Li observed him for a moment, smile curving across his lips.
"You've found your moment of enlightenment—then let nothing hold you back," he said calmly. "But a god's ascension stirs the heavens. We'll move elsewhere—someplace safe from prying eyes. I will stand guard myself."
Gratitude flashed in Lei Yao's gaze. "Yes, Pavilion Master."
Together they departed, streaking through the air toward the secluded valley beyond the Pavilion.
As they landed, a gentle presence hurried after them—it was Ling Yun.
She stopped at the edge of the valley, watching the radiance surging around Lei Yao. Envy shimmered faintly in her eyes.
The birth of a god was about to begin.
(END CHAPTER)
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