Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 356: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

On this side, in order to cover up the commotion caused by Chen Ming's breakthrough and prevent anyone from noticing his transformation, the consciousness of the world was paying extra attention.

Chen Ming only needed to focus on his breakthrough; the world consciousness already had enough to worry about.

This was because the disturbance Chen Ming caused was simply too great, and the scope of the phenomenon's impact was far too vast. The world consciousness not only had to ensure that the Divine Realm wouldn't sense it but was also, for the first time, pondering how to clean up after a human.

Finally, after a moment of contemplation, the world consciousness came up with a good idea.

Since Chen Ming's commotion was so big, why not create an even bigger fake commotion to draw attention away?

In a corner of the Sunset Forest, a 100,000-year-old Flame Demon Leopard raised its body, exhaled human-like relief, and lamented that the terrifying phenomenon had finally passed.

Although the Sunset Forest wasn't as famous as the Star Dou Forest, and its most powerful beasts had been taken by Di Tian to the Star Dou Forest long ago, there were still a few 100,000-year soul beasts left.

Among these few 100,000-year soul beasts, the Flame Demon Leopard was one of the strongest. It was the type of beast qualified to attempt its second tribulation to become a fierce beast king.

However, before this soul beast, which had cultivated slightly over 150,000 years, could finish its sigh of relief, the sky suddenly changed color. A massive force of tribulation lightning, powerful enough to suffocate even fierce beasts, gathered above the leopard's head.

"What?!"

Feeling the locking effect of the tribulation lightning and realizing that its next tribulation wasn't due for another 50,000 years, the Flame Demon Leopard's eyes widened in shock—its eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

It was just sleeping in its den, slightly suppressed by a powerful aura. Before it could even catch its breath, why was it suddenly facing a tribulation?

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No, this fortune isn't even mine! I didn't do anything to deserve this!

Moreover, what kind of tribulation is this? It's meant for a beast that's been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years! Leopard me? I'm only 150,000 years old, not 500,000 years old!

The Flame Demon Leopard repeatedly checked its strength and cultivation, confirming that it was indeed around 150,000 years old and hadn't suddenly leaped to 500,000 years due to some unknown fortune. Its mind went completely blank.

The leopard wanted to run, but even a wisp of the tribulation's aura pinned it to the ground, making any movement impossible. Even thinking became difficult.

Under the dazed gaze of this 150,000-year soul beast, the tribulation lightning—powerful enough to strike down a 500,000-year beast—descended, instantly vaporizing the leopard along with everything within a ten-mile radius. The lightning continued to strike the now-empty ground, creating a massive crater over twenty kilometers in diameter and 500 meters deep in the Sunset Forest.

Sensing the powerful tribulation, Di Tian in the Star Dou Forest, the Silver Dragon King, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King in the deep sea, and other powerful soul beast entities across the continent all turned their gazes toward the Sunset Forest.

"Could it be that one of the soul beasts is attempting the million-year tribulation to become a god?" Di Tian murmured, while the Silver Dragon King frowned, pondering if a soul beast was about to ascend.

In the deep sea, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King felt the oppressive aura from thousands of miles away and grew uneasy. On one hand, it feared a soul beast ascending to godhood ahead of it; on the other hand, it was terrified that even such a beast might fail to ascend.

Driven by mixed emotions, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, which had been lying on the seabed with its mouth open waiting for prey to swim in, plunged deep into the seafloor, carefully sensing changes in the world.

As for the Evil Emperor, he was currently trembling within the depths of the Evil Demon Forest, lamenting how different this world was compared to his original Holy Demon Continent.

Although soul beasts in this world lived far longer than those on the Holy Demon Continent (to the point where even a relatively weak species like his Evil Eyes could dominate an entire continent here), the restrictions on soul beasts in this world were much harsher. Ascending to godhood as a soul beast here seemed even more challenging than it had been on the Holy Demon Continent.

Of course, the Evil Emperor wasn't entirely sure whether the gods of the Holy Demon Continent were stronger than those of the Douluo Continent. After all, whether before or after his transmigration, he had never been remotely associated with god-level beings.

After using tribulation lightning intended for Di Tian to eliminate an unfortunate 100,000-year soul beast, the world consciousness finally reined in its actions, restored the world's laws, and even purified the Flame Demon Leopard's soul before sending it off to reincarnate.

The world consciousness had intelligence, but not much—at least, not in ways humans could easily understand. From its perspective, which rarely intervened for any individual, the tribulation lightning was sufficient to cover everything. It had no idea what kind of impact this would have on the living beings of the Douluo Continent.

At least for Chen Ming, who had just completed his breakthrough, the moment he sensed the tribulation lightning—thousands of times more powerful than his origin—appearing over the Sunset Forest, his first thought was that he must have somehow offended the world consciousness, and it was now out to kill him. It wasn't until the tribulation ended that he learned, through his connection with the world consciousness, that it had done this to cover for him.

Chen Ming found it hard to evaluate this decision. Meanwhile, in Slaughter City, a sinful place known for its chaos, Tang Chen—parasitized by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King—opened his eyes. However, the consciousness in his eyes was neither Tang Chen's nor the Bat King's. It was a wisp of divine thought from the Asura God.

Sensing the upheaval on the Douluo Continent, this wisp of divine thought—equivalent to all the other scattered divine thoughts on the continent combined—immediately sent a message to its true body.

Meanwhile, in a primordial continent, in a valley full of flowers, a divine thought left behind by the Goddes of Life to await the Flower God's successor was also awakened and sent a message to its true body.

Unlike the Asura God, who immediately concealed its aura and divine thought after awakening, the Goddess of Life's divine thought casually scanned the valley, its gaze carrying hints of displeasure and helplessness.

With a simple gesture, a flower with seven-colored petals transformed into a soul beast. Under the blessing of divine thought and the Flower God's inheritance, it gained power equivalent to a 300,000-year fierce beast.

After giving the newly created soul beast a couple of instructions, the Goddess of Life's divine thought returned to the Flower God's demi-plane. After sending its decision to its true body, it went back into standby mode.

And as for the one god currently reachable on the Douluo Continent, the Sea God? He was currently drinking heavily with other gods in the Divine Realm, his divine thought muddled. It wasn't until Bo Saixi, the High Priest of Sea God Island, used her authority to communicate with him that the Sea God realized something had happened to his homeland.

Looking at the drunken gods around him and his dispirited state, the Sea God sighed and issued a command to Bo Saixi.

"Whether they are soul masters of the sea or the Douluo Continent, as long as they have potential, they can inherit my godhood. Since the Douluo Continent has undergone changes and a divine beast might emerge, as a part of Douluo Star and a soul master, Sea God Island must pay attention to the Douluo Continent."

"Go and see what has happened on the Douluo Continent. If possible, find a soul master who can inherit my godhood."

The Sea God sighed again, while the drunken God of War nearby raised his cup in salute. Absentmindedly, the Sea God drank and looked around the room at the other gods who were similarly disheartened and unable to find successors. His heart was full of helplessness.

The Sea God had spent a thousand years creating his godhood, but it had only taken ten years in the Divine Realm for his curiosity to fade. After spending twenty years in this unchanging environment, he began to long for the adventurous life he once led.

By now, the Sea God had been in the Divine Realm for over thirty years, but nothing in the realm had changed since his ascension. Occasionally, he regretted his decision to ascend to the Divine Realm.

At this point, he no longer cared about who inherited his godhood. All he wanted was to pass on the mantle quickly so he could explore the vast universe again. Even death seemed preferable to rotting away in the stagnant Divine Realm.

This sentiment was not uncommon among gods in the Divine Realm. Many, frustrated by their inability to grow stronger or by the monotony of life in the realm, longed to leave. However, the rules of the Divine Realm prevented them from abandoning their godhoods outright, so they could only hope for someone to take their place.

Initially, they were all picky, wanting only the best candidates to inherit their positions. But as their frustration grew, their standards lowered, until they only adhered to the bare minimum requirements set by the Divine Realm.

As long as a candidate's talent met the criteria and their character wasn't too extraordinary or flawed, the godhood would be passed on. Even if it meant bending the rules a little, they would do whatever it took to quickly train a successor and escape.

Even so, few gods managed to find successors and relinquish their positions.

Gods like the Sea God, disillusioned yet unable to leave, often banded together for mutual support, hoping to help each other find suitable successors. But unfortunately, this group rarely saw any changes. Instead, its numbers only grew over time.