Dragon Realm
Far away from the Douluo Continent, the Dragon Realm trembled. Malicious thoughts filled the air like thick miasma.
Since the fall of the Rakshasa Goddess, her divine body had not completely dissipated. Instead, it continuously released waves of dark, resentful intent. That resentment seeped into the Dragon Realm's already unstable environment, amplifying the negativity left behind by ancient dragon wars.
If left unchecked—It would not take long for the entire realm to transform into a true land of evil intent.A forbidden domain where even gods would hesitate to tread.
At the center of this realm—Upon a throne forged from bones of ancient dragons—
Qian Renxue sat silently, her purple eyes were open in anger.
She gritted her teeth before uttering " No"
Then—her aura fluctuated and a subtle tremor passed through her body.
She felt it clearly as if something had returned. Or rather—Something that was always hers had completed itself.
In the Douluo Plane, her clone Eve had faced Poseidon's direct descent. The feedback from that destruction, the severed connection, the final surge of resistance—
A strange purple hue bled into the golden radiance around her body.
Behind her—a colossal shadow of spider unfolded.
Its body bore the elegant yet deadly structure of the Death Spider Emperor, however its fangs and devouring aura resembled the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
The pressure radiating from it was no less than a God-Level Martial Soul.
This—was her second martial soul: Death Soul Spider Emperor.
Qian Renxue had exploited the fundamental rules of the Douluo Plane. As a god who still carried mortal bloodline traces, she used divine authority to awaken a second martial soul based on the hidden inheritance within her lineage.
The Dragon Realm reacted violently. Dark currents spiraled toward her like loyal serpents returning to their master.
With her as the center—a domain unfolded. : Death Soul Rakshasa Domain.
Invisible ripples expanded outward. Any living being within its boundaries would feel their thoughts gradually poisoned by malicious intent. At the same time— Her presence would grow more irresistible. Her charm would infiltrate cognition subtly, eroding clarity.
The longer one fought within her domain—The more unstable their mind would become.
Until—They collapsed under their own inner darkness.
Her eyes seemed to be seeing something very far away, the throne of bones creaked softly as she wanted to stand up.
Suddenly—Endless shadowy pupils appeared across Qian Renxue's face. Layered atop one another like overlapping dimensions.
Ancient, chaotic and unintelligible Murmurs filled her mind.
" Wrong Timing...."
Qian Renxue's expression hardened slightly. She raised one hand and pressed it against her temple.
Within her spirit sea—The divine core of Dream and Memories pulsed rhythmically.
At the same time—Invisible threads of rules tightened and wrapped around the Seal of Ice and Fire within her spirit sea, reinforcing it.
The murmurs weakened and the pupils flickered before vanishing
Only the malicious winds of the Dragon Realm continued to howl.
Qian Renxue slowly lowered her hand, her expression regained composure.
With her anger nowhere to release she caught the Mountain Dragon King Spear erected on the side
Her grip started to tighten around it. The weapon had already been heavily damaged during her battle with the Rakshasa Goddess. Cracks webbed across its once indestructible shaft,
Crack.
A sharp, brittle sound echoed before the spear snapped in two.
Qian Renxue stared at the broken halves in her hands. Then slowly exhaled.
"I must calm my emotions…"
With her mind steady again.
' This was too much of a coincidence, when I was undergoing Trials for Rakshasa, Eve's life was in danger.'
'I need to be more cautious, the expiration of the seal is approaching.'
Within her Spirit Sea, the Seal of Ice and Fire—a binding on God's Almighty's power which is something far more terrifying than any god of this plane.
She suppressed her anger forcefully and her emotions became calm again
'Revenge could wait, the plan could not.'
'I hope the integration of another Godhead will further stabilize the seal.'
At that very moment—The severed head of the Rakshasa Goddess resting upon her lap moved.Its lips parted stiffly, mechanically, like a puppet reciting a final command.
"Rakshasa Goddess — Nine Trials complete."
"Affinity with Rakshasa divine energy — 100%."
The instant those words were spoken— The entire Dragon Realm shook.
All malicious intent scattered across mountains, valleys, bone plains and shattered skies suddenly surged violently.
It responded as if recognizing its new sovereign.
Qian Renxue closed her eyes.
The malicious intent blanketing the Dragon Realm began flowing toward her like countless black rivers returning to the sea.
Hatred, corruption, poison, despair—All converged upon the throne of bones.
It circulated through her meridians, passing through flesh, soul, and meridians making her more stronger.
This time she was forging a Divine Core.
Within her body, two cores already existed.
One—In her Spirit Sea had evolved into a divine core governing her authority as Goddess of Dreams and Memories.
The second existed in her lower dantian was a soul core forged from flame and light. It rotated steadily, radiating brilliance.
Now—She began forming a third core within her dantian, positioned deliberately at a precise distance from the second.
Dark concepts of Poison, Malevolence, Corruption condensed. Each concept layered upon another, weaving into a dense vortex of black-violet radiance.
The forming core pulsed once—and immediately began suppressing the nearby flame-and-light core.
The natural opposition between elements caused violent turbulence inside her body. Golden light flared defensively, while the dark mist pressed forward aggressively.