As the Fire Goddess, Liu Erlong had long forgotten the sensation of burning pain. But at this moment, she truly felt that long-lost agony once again.
"Ah!"
Liu Erlong let out a piercing scream, but in the vast emptiness of space, it couldn't travel far. However, the gods of Douluo quickly noticed her abnormal state.
Several water deity gods hurried over, attempting to extinguish the white flames engulfing Liu Erlong with divine water, but to no avail.
In the command room, Ye Wen's brows furrowed. This attack bore an uncanny resemblance to the black Amaterasu flames.
Unextinguishable, and extremely hot.
However, it was clear that these white flames were far from the lackluster Amaterasu of the ninja world.
Still, as a fire-based energy attack, its principles remained fundamentally the same.
Unfortunately, there were very few gods in the Douluo Divine Realm who cultivated spatial abilities—no other reason than that mastering space manipulation was incredibly difficult.
Ye Wen had no choice but to step in personally.
"Keep an eye on the other battlefields. I'll go provide some support. Call me if anything happens."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
With the opening of a spatial gate, Ye Wen appeared beside Liu Erlong.
He raised his hand in a grasping motion, and a surge of spatial energy enveloped Liu Erlong's body.
"Come here."
What seemed like a simple gesture caused the terrifyingly scorching white flames emanating from Liu Erlong to be condensed into a single mass by an invisible force, vanishing into Ye Wen's hand.
By now, Liu Erlong was weakened from the burns, and her gaze toward Ye Wen was filled with dejection.
"Go rest. Leave the rest to me," Ye Wen transmitted telepathically.
As the first Ōtsutsuki Elder to appear, Ye Wen felt it necessary to measure the opponent's strength.
Because Ye Wen had arrived so swiftly, the Ōtsutsuki Elder, despite approaching at maximum speed, still hadn't managed to finish off Liu Erlong in time.
Moreover, the Ōtsutsuki Elder sensed an overwhelmingly terrifying aura emanating from Ye Wen.
Though the Elder had intended to turn the tide of the battle, facing such an opponent, self-preservation became his top priority.
"Escape!"
The Ōtsutsuki Elder was about to use his space-time abilities to flee when his entire body suddenly stiffened.
"Divine Technique: Spatial Lock." Ye Wen formed a single hand seal and calmly floated toward the Ōtsutsuki Elder.
If mortal-level beings competed in soul power or qi, then at the godly level, they contended with mastery over various laws.
And in contests of the same law, the side with deeper comprehension often emerged victorious—unless the opponent possessed counteracting laws.
"Nice to meet you. I am the Lord of the Douluo Divine Realm. You are now my captive," Ye Wen said with a cheerful telepathic transmission.
Despite possessing strength comparable to a God King, the Ōtsutsuki Elder's eyes were filled with sheer terror. He recalled the helplessness and despair he had felt as a weak Ōtsutsuki long ago—a feeling identical to now.
"This… this can't be!"
The Ōtsutsuki Elder tried to roar in defiance, but he was already sealed away by Ye Wen.
"Annihilate them," Ye Wen calmly ordered.
The gods of Douluo present were deeply moved by Ye Wen's arrival. They knew that with the strongest God King on their side, victory was assured.
Aside from directing the battle, Ye Wen also began studying the Ōtsutsuki clan's highest-tier combatants.
The conclusion was that the Ōtsutsuki Elder's overwhelming superiority over ordinary god-level Ōtsutsuki stemmed from a principle akin to the evolutionary relationship between the Sharingan and Byakugan—a pure disparity in energy levels.
Ye Wen shook his head. He had expected something novel from the Ōtsutsuki, but this?
A group of God Kings artificially elevated through resource accumulation—if not for their bizarre and unpredictable abilities, the Ōtsutsuki Elders wouldn't necessarily surpass the Douluo God Kings.
Furthermore, the Ōtsutsuki clan's main and branch family system stifled countless talents.
The transcendent Ōtsutsuki god who surpassed this universe was a singular existence.
Through further research, Ye Wen also identified several weaknesses among the Ōtsutsuki upper echelons. What had once been a one-sided battle turned into a complete rout for the Douluo side.
Time corrodes all things. The Ōtsutsuki clan, unable to even leave their galaxy, had long since decayed.
The Ten-Tails and their advanced technology were creations of a peerless genius from tens of thousands of years ago. Since then, nothing had changed.
How similar it all was. Whether the ninja world or Takamagahara, adhering rigidly to tradition seemed to have become the instinct of these Byakugan wielders. Though there were occasional rebels, they were inconsequential before absolute power. In the end, the Ōtsutsuki clan degenerated into what they were now.
In a galaxy measured in light-years, completely eradicating a civilization was impractical.
However, to maximize the annihilation of the Ōtsutsuki civilization, Ye Wen implemented a decapitation strategy.
"Barrier: Perfect Cube!!!"
A colossal spatial barrier enveloped the Ōtsutsuki ancestral homeland—their most important planet, Takamagahara, home to billions of Ōtsutsuki.
For this operation, the fifty strongest God Kings of the Douluo Divine Realm gathered here.
Their enemies included not only the numerous Ōtsutsuki but also the true upper echelons of the Ōtsutsuki clan.
Ye Wen scanned the void.
"Izanagi, Izanami, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, Susanoo."
Izanagi stood at the forefront, his voice cold. "It seems you know us."
"Of course. Knowing the names of the enemy leaders is basic intelligence in war," Ye Wen replied indifferently.
"It seems I've been out of battle for too long—I'd forgotten even these basics."
Izanagi chuckled bitterly, then unleashed a terrifying aura as he stared at Ye Wen.
"I know it's late to say this now, but if you truly intend to fight us, be prepared for half of your gods to perish here.
If you retreat now, I, as the leader of the Ōtsutsuki, swear that we won't reclaim the life-bearing planets you've occupied, nor will the Ōtsutsuki expand in your direction. We can coexist peacefully. How does that sound?"
Ye Wen summoned his trident, his voice icy.
"Don't underestimate us, Izanagi. Do you think I don't know you're planning to regroup and counterattack later?
Today, there's only one path for your Ōtsutsuki clan—to be erased from this star region."
With those words, both sides erupted in terrifying divine power. The battle had begun.
But with careful planning and the presence of elite Douluo God Kings, the Ōtsutsuki were instantly suppressed, and countless clansmen perished.
"Ahh! I refuse to accept this!"
Izanagi's life core was pierced by Ye Wen's trident, and in his final moments, he roared in defiance.
Suddenly, Izanagi clutched the trident tightly, his crimson twelve-tomoe Rinnegan glaring fiercely at Ye Wen.
"I curse you! May you suffer a miserable death!"
"The howls of a defeated dog mean nothing."
Ye Wen sneered and ended his life. Thus, the Douluo Divine Realm achieved total victory.
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