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Chapter 226: The Sword of Three Realms' Judgment

Struck by the fused super-divine skill of Rong Nianbing and the seven Elemental Gods, the Elemental Severing Blade, the dazzling golden brilliance on the Golden Dragon King's body instantly dimmed, and the terrifying gravity that once twisted the void vanished without a trace.

Clearly, its powers of annihilation and gravity manipulation were temporarily stripped away—including its consciousness. For a moment, its mind, once filled with destruction and bloodlust, went completely blank.

This sudden change left the Golden Dragon King stunned on the spot.

"A great chance—attack!" Tang San shouted. Instantly, the Goddess of Life, God of Destruction, God of Evil, and God of Kindness appeared at his side.

Black, white, red, purple, and green—five pillars of divine power shot into the sky, illuminating the God Realm.

These five beams quickly merged into a massive multicolored sword, radiating an aura far beyond the level of a God King, reaching the supreme realm once held by the Dragon God himself.

Moreover, this strike was specifically created by the former Gods of Kindness and Evil to target the Golden Dragon King—a perfect counter.

The Golden Dragon King quickly regained his senses from the Elemental Severing Blade's effect, but it was already too late. The Sword of Three Realms' Judgment had fully formed and locked onto him.

He acutely sensed the sword's terrifying power, instinctively feeling the threat of a natural enemy.

He immediately beat his massive dragon wings, fleeing at third cosmic speed in desperation.

Had his gravity-controlling power not been sealed, he could have twisted space and escaped the God Realm directly.

But now, he could only rely on his own speed to evade the fatal blow.

"It's useless, Golden Dragon King. Today is your end! You should never have broken the seal on the Forbidden Land of the Gods. Neither the God Realm nor the universe will tolerate you!" Tang San's expression was cold, the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment locking onto the Golden Dragon King above.

This sword transcended time and space. No matter how fast the Golden Dragon King was—even if he could escape this galaxy—it was impossible to evade, for this technique fundamentally locked onto him and was guaranteed to hit.

Knowing he had nowhere to run, the Golden Dragon King braced himself to take the attack head-on.

The Sword of Three Realms' Judgment, powered by the five God Kings, was created to restrain the Golden Dragon King. If he took it directly, he might not even have a chance to cocoon and rebirth.

As the marked target, he was fully aware of this.

His only chance had been to escape or disrupt the spellcasting while the Five God Kings were forming the attack.

But Rong Nianbing's Elemental Severing Blade made him miss that golden opportunity.

Realizing escape was futile, the Golden Dragon King roared in anger, his eyes blazing with madness.

His life force erupted, burning furiously. Though other powers were sealed, his blood energy—derived from his powerful physique—could not be stripped away.

Recklessly burning his life, the terrifying blood energy twisted the void, igniting flames of life that finally broke the seal of the Elemental Severing Blade. His powers of destruction and gravity returned.

"You asked for this! I'll make you pay! Pseudo Black Hole!"

The Golden Dragon King unleashed waves of pitch-black gravitational energy. Gravity collapsed inward, a tiny black spot suddenly appearing in the God Realm.

Instantly, the black spot emitted a terrifying suction, drawing in all surrounding matter.

As it expanded, a deep, abyss-like black hole appeared above the God Realm.

Under its terrifying attraction, an entire continent of the God Realm shook violently, countless divine palaces and mountains swept into it.

Fortunately, this was the God King battlefield—lesser gods had already fled. Otherwise, countless weaker beings would have been sucked into the pseudo black hole and turned to cosmic dust.

Though not a true celestial black hole, it was still terrifying, able to devour everything—even light could not escape its gravitational field.

This move was the Golden Dragon King's strongest attack since becoming the Herrscher of Rimestar, enough to devastate the God Realm.

If no one stopped it, the God Realm would be captured by its gravity and ultimately swallowed whole.

At this desperate moment, the Golden Dragon King used this move to resist the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment.

"A black hole? Impossible! This isn't the Golden Dragon King's original power!" The God of Destruction's face turned grim.

He knew the Golden Dragon King's powers well—creating a black hole was something even the Dragon God couldn't do, so how could his split-off, the Golden Dragon King, master such a force?

While this black hole couldn't compare to a real one, its essence was the same—absolute blackness, symbolizing the end of all things.

"We can't let the black hole spread—strike with all we've got!" Tang San made a decisive call.

The pseudo black hole had just formed and not yet reached its most terrifying state. The Sword of Three Realms' Judgment might still be able to stop and dispel it.

The God of Destruction, Goddess of Life, and others acted quickly, unleashing surging divine power.

The Five God Kings worked as one, wielding the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment and slashing down at the pseudo black hole.

"Fourth Brother! What are you doing?"

"Phoenix God, are you insane?"

"Fatty, stop!"

"Third Brother, be careful!"

"Sea God!"

At this critical moment, the Phoenix God Ma Hongjun, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly raised his head, a strange red light flashing in his eyes, as dazzling as a dying star.

His figure turned into a torrent of fire, wrapped in planet-igniting flames, and in a flash appeared behind Tang San, who was controlling the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment.

Ma Hongjun's fist, blazing with heat rivaling the sun's core, struck decisively at Tang San's back, murderous intent clear.

Seeing this, all the gods' faces changed drastically. Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and others cried out in disbelief.

Feeling the fatal crisis behind him and hearing his friends' shouts, Tang San's face turned pale.

He never expected his brother would stab him in the back one day—and do so with such ruthless resolve.

But at this moment, he was fully committed to unleashing the super-divine Sword of Three Realms' Judgment with the other God Kings. He had no time or ability to defend against the sudden ambush.

The sneak attack was God King-level; caught off guard, any God King would struggle to survive.

Now, the Five God Kings faced a terrible choice: stop the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment to save Tang San, but let the pseudo black hole spread (leading to massive destruction and casualties), or continue the attack and risk Tang San's death.

At this life-or-death moment, the God of Destruction made the first decision.

His eyes flashed with determination. To protect the God Realm, he would sacrifice himself if needed—he could not abandon the realm for Tang San's sake.

Sensing the God of Destruction's increased power, the Goddess of Life sighed inwardly.

Though close to Tang San's family, she ultimately chose the God Realm, following the God of Destruction's lead and striking with full force.

The Gods of Evil and Kindness looked guilty, but at this crucial moment, there was no room for soft hearts.

Entrusted by their predecessors with the God Realm's safety, they had to fulfill their duty, even if it meant betraying Tang San.

Though they didn't increase their output like the God of Destruction, they followed his lead, and the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment fell.

Completely immersed in this ultimate technique, Tang San could not withdraw his power alone. Realizing this, he grimly increased his divine output and shouted, "Don't worry about me—saving the God Realm comes first!"

Hearing this, the guilt deepened in the eyes of the Gods of Evil and Kindness, while the God of Destruction's expression hardened, and the Goddess of Life sighed again.

In this desperate moment, Tang San's actions won the respect of all the gods.

Even the subordinate Seven Deadly Sins gods looked at him with new admiration.

Gods who had remained neutral in conflicts between Sea God and the God of Destruction now found themselves admiring Tang San's self-sacrifice.

To risk everything for the God Realm—no wonder the keys to the realm's core were entrusted to the Sea God.

The Sword of Three Realms' Judgment struck with full force, piercing the pseudo black hole.

The five-colored sword broke through the bonds of gravity, leaving a brilliant light in the black hole's darkness.

The appearance of light within the black hole meant its terrifying gravitational field had been broken.

As the black gravitational waves exploded, the pseudo black hole detonated, its shockwaves sweeping across the God Realm like a tidal wave.

Space twisted and shattered, exposing the cold void beyond, plunging the God Realm into chaos.

At that moment, Ma Hongjun's star-level blow reached Tang San's back, enough to kill a God King.

Yet, at the last instant, a sea-blue figure blocked the attack, taking it head-on.

The brilliance of a stellar explosion struck the figure shielding Tang San. The blue-gold divine light shattered instantly, evaporated by a God King's full-strength attack.

Chapter 227: The King of Plagues

As the divine shield was broken, Sea God Xiao Wu, with her long blue hair, was bathed in blood, her body blasted away at third cosmic speed, crashing toward the core of the pseudo black hole's explosion—into the raging spatial turbulence.

Only Xiao Wu, who had been watching Tang San without looking away, could react in time to Ma Hongjun's sudden ambush, rushing forward without hesitation to block the deadly blow for Tang San.

"No—Xiao Wu!"

Even Tang San, usually calm and dignified even in the face of death, could no longer keep his composure. He rushed madly toward the twisted spatial turbulence.

The clash of the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment and the pseudo black hole had caused unprecedented chaos.

Divine power, gravity, attraction, spatial force—all tangled and compounded, creating a chaotic core where not even a God King dared approach.

The Golden Dragon King, bloodied and with shattered scales, escaped only with great effort.

But Sea God Xiao Wu, already grievously wounded, was now on the brink of death.

In an instant, her divine armor was torn to shreds by the raging chaos, her figure swept away by the spatial turbulence, finally vanishing from the God Realm.

Sensing Xiao Wu's aura vanish completely, Tang San lost his mind.

His eyes turned blood-red as he frantically slashed at the chaotic region with the Asura Blood Sword, desperate to find any trace of Xiao Wu.

Everyone fell silent at this sight.

Tang San's devotion to Xiao Wu was well known among the gods. Such depth of feeling was rare in the God Realm.

Because of this, many goddesses admired him, and envied Xiao Wu even more.

Even the God of Destruction, who often clashed with Tang San, had to admit that Tang San's love for Xiao Wu was no less than his own for the Goddess of Life.

Though he had many grievances against Tang San, he respected him for this devotion.

But after taking Ma Hongjun's full-strength blow and falling into the spatial chaos, Xiao Wu's chances of survival were less than one in ten thousand.

Even a God King would likely perish in that terrifying environment, let alone Xiao Wu, who was only a first-level god.

"Phoenix God, why did you do this?"

The God of Destruction, God of Evil, God of Kindness, and Goddess of Life surrounded Ma Hongjun. The Goddess of Life questioned him, full of confusion.

She knew Ma Hongjun as someone who had ascended to godhood alongside Tang San.

Though he had lived quietly in his own domain and was not well known, the Goddess of Life, who was close to Tang San's family, had met him before.

That's why she was so puzzled. Ma Hongjun had always been a staunch supporter of Tang San, a brother—why would he betray him with such a ruthless ambush? And how had he become so strong?

That strike had God King-level power, as strong as the Gods of Evil and Kindness, even if not up to the God of Destruction's or the Golden Dragon King's level.

Yet Ma Hongjun was only a second-level god! As one of the three great law enforcement gods of the realm, the Goddess of Life could clearly sense that his status remained unchanged.

For a second-level god to unleash God King-level attacks was beyond comprehension.

"Fatty, have you lost your mind? What are you doing?"

Dai Mubai and the others rushed over, heartbroken and completely unable to understand why Ma Hongjun had gone mad.

"Ma Hongjun!" Tang San, unable to cut through the spatial chaos to find Xiao Wu, glared at Ma Hongjun, eyes deadly.

With a furious roar, he swung the Asura Blood Sword, sending a killing sword light flashing toward Ma Hongjun.

This attack was filled with Tang San's rage—a true God King full-force strike, showing his fury.

He no longer cared about Ma Hongjun's reasons for betrayal; he only wanted revenge for Xiao Wu.

"Third Brother, no!"

Ning Rongrong and the others turned ashen. The sight of brothers fighting broke their hearts.

But just as the bloody sword light was about to strike Ma Hongjun, a golden-armored hand reached out and easily crushed it.

A handsome youth, clad in golden armor, short golden hair bristling, with blood-colored vertical pupils, appeared at Ma Hongjun's side—the human form of the Golden Dragon King.

"You finally act, King of Plagues. Let's destroy the God Realm together!"

The Golden Dragon King looked pale, clearly injured by the earlier explosion of the pseudo black hole and Sword of Three Realms' Judgment, and had taken human form to minimize his vulnerabilities.

Seeing them together, the God of Destruction's expression grew grave. "Phoenix God, when did you collude with the Golden Dragon King?"

It was obvious now that Ma Hongjun stood with the Golden Dragon King, but nobody knew when their alliance began. Was Ma Hongjun behind the last seal-breaking incident?

Unaware of this baseless suspicion, Ma Hongjun scanned the gods calmly.

Seeing the disbelief in Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and the others' eyes, and the killing intent in Tang San's, he slowly spoke: "I am not the Phoenix God. The gods granted me a sword, immortal flames wrap me, starlight engulfs the world—I am the King of Plagues."

As he spoke, flames rose, compressed, and Ma Hongjun's form transformed dramatically.

His torso was covered in dark red crystalline scales, with molten gold bones exposed at the joints, and searing energy flowing through the cracks.

A miniature star, wrapped in a chain-like seal, was embedded in his chest.

His fiery hair turned into flowing plasma, spiral dark red horns grew from his forehead, and his eyes became hollow, with platinum flames flickering within.

Four twisted flame wings spread from his back, each beat warping the space around him.

This was Ma Hongjun's Herrscher of Flamescions form.

"Hahaha, yes, that's it! King of Plagues, show your power! Let these gods see the might of Herrschers—we are the true gods!" the Golden Dragon King laughed, activating his Herrscher of Rimestar core.

Dark gold light spread, black gravitational waves wrapping his body.

Now standing 2.5 meters tall, the Golden Dragon King was encased in dark gold armor, with gravity well devices on his limbs, golden hair flashing like diamonds, spiral tungsten-steel dragon horns on his forehead, a semi-transparent crystal mask on his face, and stardust leaking from its cracks.

Seven miniature neutron stars formed a gravitational crown floating behind him, connected by asteroid chains.

The two Herrschers, facing the gods, unleashed a terrifying might.

"As expected, someone is manipulating our God Realm from the shadows, using both the Golden Dragon King and Phoenix God. They are themselves, yet no longer themselves," the Goddess of Life sighed.

She had long sensed something was wrong: the Golden Dragon King's new gravity powers, his escape, and now Ma Hongjun's sudden betrayal and God King-level power.

Clearly, some invisible hand was behind all this, with terrifying strength.

But why, she wondered, would they use these two to wreak havoc on the God Realm?

"Fatty, what's going on? Are you still the Ma Hongjun we know? Our brother?" Dai Mubai asked painfully.

Ma Hongjun's betrayal and Xiao Wu's death were almost unforgivable, but Dai Mubai desperately wanted the truth.

"My pain, my long-standing resentment and unwillingness, like a spark, ignited a raging fire of destruction and gave me a new life. Never have I been so clear-headed. I am the calamity of civilization and will bring destruction to you all, equally."

At this moment, Ma Hongjun—or rather, the King of Plagues—was wholly replaced by the Herrscher's persona, set on a path of destruction.

His longing for Bai Chenxiang, after countless years, had twisted into rage.

He hated the God Realm's cruel rules, blamed Tang San for not helping in his time of need, and despised his own weakness.

All this combined, making him the Herrscher of Flamescions, vowing to burn everything to nothing.

Chapter 228: Energy Within the Black Hole

"Is it still because of Chenxiang?" Ning Rongrong's face was sad.

They had once worried that Ma Hongjun would spiral into despair over Bai Chenxiang.

Yet all these years, he had only grieved in silence, never resenting others.

But now it seemed his resentment was buried deeper than anyone realized, even from himself—deep down, he did blame Tang San a little.

That was how someone was able to take advantage, turning him into a tool.

Now, everyone knew: the Ma Hongjun before them was no longer their brother, nor the Phoenix God.

"No more words—Xiao Wu is dead, and I'll make you pay!" Tang San's eyes bled tears. His love for Xiao Wu was genuine.

The moment she fell into the spatial chaos, his heart died.

Power, destiny, all struggles and strife—he cast them aside.

Now, he had only one thought: kill Ma Hongjun and the Golden Dragon King for vengeance.

"Asura Blood Sword!" Tang San raised his crimson blade, burning his Asura god power and bloodline, enveloped in blood-red flame.

A sword-light, as if to cleave the God Realm in two, slashed at the Golden Dragon King and Ma Hongjun.

"Hahaha, good! Let's have a proper battle!" the Golden Dragon King laughed, aiming at a floating continent.

Gravity collapsed. That continent compressed into a tiny planet, then exploded in his grip.

Boom! 

The compressed matter released world-ending energy, colliding fiercely with Tang San's sword-light.

"Attack, protect the God Realm!" the God of Destruction ordered grimly.

The Golden Dragon King was already on guard; there was no chance to unleash the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment again.

Now with Ma Hongjun—another God King-level fighter—it looked like a long war was inevitable.

The only consolation was that the Golden Dragon King was gravely wounded, having been at the heart of the earlier explosion.

Destruction thunder and Asura sword light raged toward the Golden Dragon King.

The Gods of Evil and Kindness targeted Ma Hongjun, surrounding him.

Ma Hongjun's flames soared ever higher. By manipulating molecular motion, as long as his divine power and energy held, his flames had no upper limit in temperature.

Theoretically, he could ignite a galaxy, even the universe itself.

But that was theory. At present, he couldn't reach that level.

Still, burning a planet was easy—sun-core heat that could destroy anything, even space.

Ma Hongjun raised the temperature to the max; every punch was like a nuclear explosion.

His destructive power rivaled the Golden Dragon King, who crushed continents at will.

Luckily, the God Realm was vast, and the Goddess of Life was not fighting but focusing on defense, preventing the realm's destruction.

Other first-level gods also did their best to absorb the shockwaves and protect their home, while Ma Hongjun and the Golden Dragon King attacked without restraint, seemingly intent on annihilating the God Realm.

The Goddess of Life shielded the realm; the God of Destruction and Tang San besieged the Golden Dragon King, while the Gods of Evil and Kindness surrounded Ma Hongjun. The battle was deadlocked.

Not until the God of Emotions, Rong Nianbing, entered with the super-divine Ghost Carving Blade did the tide turn in the gods' favor.

….

"So that's it—the stronger the chosen host, the more authority they wield as a Herrscher, the greater their power." Herta observed through the Magic Mirror.

"Right, a Herrscher's authority has no limit—the real limit is their own strength!" Mobius, who knew Herrschers best, replied.

Each Herrscher's authority was the ultimate expression of a physical law, akin to gods of physics in the universe.

Theoretically, each Herrscher could influence the universe's rules—if they had enough energy.

After all, conservation of energy applies: to move universal rules, you need universe-scale power.

It's all concept unless you can actually output the force.

For example, the Ice Herrscher Snow Empress started as only a demigod, and the Sentience Herrscher Huo Yuhao, not understanding his own authority, treated it as just a mental ability.

But Ma Hongjun and the Golden Dragon King quickly mastered their powers and combined them with their original abilities for even greater strength.

Because their starting points were so high.

Ma Hongjun, though only a second-level god, had honed his strength to rival a first-level god.

After fusing the Herrscher of Flamescion core, he could control molecular motion, making his fire equal to the ultimate yin and yang fires of the God of Evil and Kindness, stepping into the God King realm.

The Golden Dragon King, as the embodiment of the Dragon God, already wielded destruction, perfectly synergizing with the Herrscher of Rimestar's power.

Together, their strength was greater than the sum—top-tier God Kings, able to withstand siege.

If not for the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment, he wouldn't have needed the pseudo black hole.

But they were still outnumbered.

With time, defeat was inevitable for the two Herrschers.

After all, the gods fought on their home ground with the realm's power, something the Golden Dragon King and Ma Hongjun lacked.

"We still underestimated the God Realm—two Herrschers aren't enough to shake it," Mobius shook her head.

Had she not proposed releasing the Golden Dragon King and making him the Herrscher of Rimestar, Ma Hongjun alone couldn't have made much of a splash—at most, bought some time.

But that was enough for Lu Jingming's plans on Douluo Continent.

While Mobius focused on the battle, Herta's gaze turned to the region of the pseudo black hole's explosion.

The moment the Sword of Three Realms' Judgment struck the pseudo black hole, Herta sensed another powerful energy fluctuation.

It flashed by so quickly that, if not for her keen observation, she would have missed it, just as Mobius and the God Kings did.

Noticing this energy, Herta became interested.

A black hole devours all, even light. Not even a God King could last long inside—eventually, all would be consumed.

But now, Herta found living beings inside the black hole, sparking her curiosity.

She immediately projected a strand of consciousness through the Magic Mirror, tracing the energy to its source in the aftermath of the black hole explosion.

Inside, time and space no longer existed—only nothingness.

Even Herta's projection flickered in and out.

Yet, to her surprise, six different worlds, each shaped like a planet, stood strong, shielded by powerful barriers against the black hole's pull.

Most striking was the group on the left—three dark purple worlds forming a triangle, orbiting a central black vortex that resembled a mini black hole.

Next to them, a large blue-green world, ringed with golden lightning.

A third, white world, surrounded by a sacred glow and covered in shifting clouds, exuding a sense of affinity.

The fourth and fifth were relatively ordinary.

The last, smallest world, radiated a buzzing sound and white light—filling the silent black hole with noise.

These six worlds, forming a ring, created a formation, blending their powers to survive the black hole.

Herta instantly saw that these were six God Realms, similar to the Douluo God Realm.

"How interesting! This is truly fascinating." Herta's projection wore a look of surprise.

There really were extraordinary beings in this universe—able to survive even a black hole, if only for a while.