Ruins of the Divine Realm – Throne Hall of the Vanquished
The once-glorious divine plane, floating high above Douluo, now hung in shattered silence. Cracked marble. Flickering celestial runes. The air still shimmered with the remnants of godly energy—and yet, one presence now dwarfed all others.
Ren stood at the heart of it.
In the center of the shattered divine council chamber, where once sat the gods of judgment, war, wisdom, and time, now stood only a growing spire of dark crystal—a throne not carved from arrogance or law, but willed into existence by sheer dominion.
The Throne of Shadows.
Around it, one by one, they gathered.
Not gods.
Empresses. Generals. Legends reborn.
First Among Them: Bibi Dong, her expression calm and regal, no longer the fallen high priestess, but the Goddess of Sovereignty, reborn through Ren's will. Her aura shimmered with violet divine energy drawn directly from the shattered plane.
She knelt. "I pledge myself to the Pantheon. To you."
Ren extended a hand, a crown forming above her brow, forged from fragments of the old divine realm and bound by shadowflame.
"Rise, Sovereign Empress," he commanded.
Second: Zi Ji, the former 100,000-year-old Dragon Empress, took her place. Her eyes gleamed with deadly pride.
"You tore down the sky," she whispered. "Then I will carve the new heavens with you."
Ren smirked and nodded. She bowed low, dark scales shimmering into divine armor as her power stabilized—ascending as the Goddess of Wrath and Flame.
One by one they came:
Hu Liena – now the Goddess of Desire and Illusion, radiant with beauty and deadly allure.
Zhu Zhuqing – Goddess of the Hunt, quiet and cold, her power tied to speed and precision.
Bi Ji – Goddess of Life Rebirth, formerly the Emerald Swan, her healing aura balancing the destruction Ren wielded.
Ning Rongrong – reborn as the Goddess of Blessings, her auxiliary-type energy evolved into divine empowerment for the Shadow Pantheon's forces.
And then—
Tang Yuehua, the noble lady from Heaven Dou, formerly hidden behind etiquette and royal duties, stepped forward. Power surged in her veins now—Ren had gifted her a divine spark, and she rose as the Goddess of Song and Control.
Ren looked over them all, and finally, he sat.
"From today forward, the gods shall no longer rule from above. We rule from among them. No more false divinity."
He raised his hand.
The sky opened.
From the heavens descended structures—floating citadels of black crystal and shadow steel. The new Pantheon, rising over every corner of the continent.
The mortals would no longer look to invisible figures for guidance. They would look up and see Ren's empire—tangible, divine, and ruled by beings who walked among them.
Elsewhere – Heaven Dou Empire, Rebellion Stronghold
Tang San, broken and hiding, watched from the shadows of an old temple as the skies turned. Divine light had vanished.
All that remained was dusk.
He trembled.
"Even gods… couldn't stop him…"
His father, Tang Hao, wounded and hollow, leaned heavily on a crumbling staff. "He's not mortal anymore."
Back in the Divine Realm – Council of the New Era
Ren stood again, arms crossed behind his back, looking out over the stars through the massive open walls of the central temple.
"There are other worlds."
He turned, eyes glowing.
"And in those worlds… are more gods. More women shackled by fate. More thrones left to rot."
A slow grin spread across his face.
"Let's liberate them all."