# Chapter 1234: Divine King Luo Changsheng
In the distant sky, three figures appeared side by side. Although they were still extremely far away, the assembled experts immediately recognized them as the three most central figures of the Shengyu Realm: Luo Shangchen, Luo Guxie, and Luo Changsheng.
At this moment, the time for the final battle was very close, but the three flew at a leisurely pace without any trace of tension, as casually as if they had come to watch the battle.
However, their appearance caused an eerie silence to fall over the Feng Shen Platform. The powerful Divine Sovereigns and Divine Lords changed expression drastically, while nearly all the Divine King experts showed deep astonishment.
"What's happened to Luo Changsheng's aura?" The strange shift in atmosphere, along with Mu Bingyun's soft murmur, stirred a sudden unease in Yun Che's heart.
"Divine... King..." On the other side, Huo Rulie's voice came through—just two words, yet they carried an immense weight, startling all the disciples of the Yinxue Flame Gods. Their eyes went wide, unable to believe their ears.
Yun Che: "!?"
"Divine King... what does that mean?" Huo Poyun grasped Huo Rulie's arm in panic: "Master, you... you couldn't possibly mean... Luo Changsheng... he..."
Everything pointed to a terrifying possibility, but Huo Poyun didn't dare believe it, didn't dare accept it.
"Luo Changsheng's profound strength has reached the Divine King Realm." Huo Rulie closed his eyes slightly and stated an incredibly cruel fact.
Like a thunderbolt from clear skies, it exploded in the ears of all the young disciples.
What does the Divine King Realm mean? If there is a vast chasm between the Divine Tribulation Realm and the Divine Spirit Realm, then between the Divine Spirit Realm and the Divine King Realm lies a true heavenly moat.
It is not only a chasm in terms of realm but also a chasm in strength and status! Once crossed, one steps into an entirely different level and world.
Over the millions of years in the God Realm, countless geniuses have emerged. Among them, many reached the Divine Spirit Realm within mere decades. However, a great majority of them stagnated at the peak of the Divine Spirit Realm for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years—some never breaking through to the Divine King Realm in their entire lives.
If even geniuses struggle like this, what of ordinary Xuan adepts?
Currently, among the younger generation of the Eastern Divine Region, there are four who have cultivated to Level 10 of the Divine Spirit Realm before the age of sixty. But even if another sixty years passed without any of them achieving the Divine King Realm, no one would find it strange.
The Divine Spirit Realm is the peak realm for the younger generation. But once one achieves the Divine King Realm, one reaches the level of a "powerful expert" in the entire God Realm. In a lower Star Realm, a Divine King can be the king of that realm, with all beings bowing before him. Even in a middle Star Realm, they are transcendent beings. And even in the highest upper Star Realms, they can dominate a region.
The term "Divine King" itself signifies that the one who achieves it has the qualification to rule as a king in the God Realm.
And if such a level appears among the younger generation, it is absolutely a heaven-shaking "miracle."
This "miracle" was now appearing before their eyes, violently impacting everyone's eyes and nerves.
"Divine King Realm... this... this is..."
"A thirty-year-old Divine King, how... is that possible?" A lower Realm King stared straight ahead, as if in a dream. He had cultivated bitterly for six thousand years before finally becoming a Divine King, the only one in his Star Realm, invincible and unrivaled. But the man in his sight was barely over thirty...
Luo Changsheng drew closer, and along with him came the aura of a Divine King, distinct and clear... Even so, countless experts stared wide-eyed, wondering if they were still dreaming, utterly unable to believe it.
In this battle for the Feng Shen ranking, they had been deeply shocked time and again. Especially in the previous battle, both Yun Che and Luo Changsheng had fought to their limits, showcasing the brilliance of the two greatest Divine Sons of the Eastern Divine Region's generation. The impact of that battle was still intensely felt. But they never expected that at the tail end of the Feng Shen battles, an even greater "thunderbolt" would strike from the heavens.
"A thirty-year-old Divine King... has the Eastern Divine Region ever seen such a thing?"
"Excluding the special 'inheritances' of the King Realms, looking through the entire history of the Eastern Divine Region, such a thing has never occurred."
"Luo Changsheng... he has truly created a miracle that shakes the ages. This battle is already decided without needing to fight." A middle Realm King sighed deeply.
Luo Changsheng arrived but did not go to the Shengyu Realm seating. Instead, he walked through the air, strolling leisurely, and descended gracefully, landing directly on the Feng Shen Platform.
All eyes were fixed on him—amazement, fervor, shock, disbelief. A considerable portion of the gazes carried a sense of inferiority, as if looking upon a god in fear... because the man standing in their sight was a Divine King only thirty years old!
Luo Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, head held high. Under the gaze of the entire audience, his aura was calm as still water. His handsome face bore a faint, enigmatic smile, and his gaze showed no ripple... He didn't even glance at his opponent for today for even a single moment.
Under his Divine King aura, Yun Che's previously dazzling radiance, which had once seemed even greater than his, now became incomparably dim. In fact, many, in their extreme shock and awe, almost forgot Yun Che's existence entirely.
"Divine King... actually... Divine King..." Shui Yingyue's beautiful eyes tightened, her gaze trembling incessantly.
Shui Meiyin's lips parted slightly, and for a long time, she said nothing.
"Could it be that the Shengyu Realm used some special medicinal herb during this time to force Luo Changsheng's breakthrough?" Shui Yinghen said. Forcing a breakthrough with external force could cause a massive leap in cultivation level, but it would damage one's talent—like killing the goose for the golden egg.
"No," Shui Qianheng slowly shook his head: "It's impossible for the Shengyu Realm to do such a thing to Luo Changsheng. Moreover, Luo Changsheng's Divine King aura is not at all unstable; on the contrary, it is astonishingly solid. Not only is it a natural breakthrough, it should also be a perfect breakthrough achieved through long preparation and accumulation, bursting forth from thick accumulation."
"If I'm guessing correctly," Shui Qianheng's eyes flickered slightly, "Luo Changsheng should have been able to achieve the Divine King Realm long ago, but he was forcibly suppressed by his master, Luo Guxie, who prevented the breakthrough."
"What?" Shui Yingyue's eyes lifted in shock.
"Although Luo Guxie has a strange and eccentric temperament, few in this world can match her understanding of the Xuan path. Luo Changsheng's achievements are largely thanks to Luo Guxie. There's no need for this last battle anymore." Shui Qianheng said, feeling quite regretful: "Although Yun Che's injuries have healed, his aura has not changed significantly. But Luo Changsheng has directly crossed a major realm. The peak of Divine Spirit Realm and the Divine King Realm may be only half a step apart, but that half step is a heavenly moat that countless Xuan adepts cannot cross in their entire lives. You will understand how great the gap is when you reach that level yourselves."
"The two were originally evenly matched, but now they are as different as heaven and earth. For Luo Changsheng, who has achieved the Divine King Realm, defeating Yun Che... is as easy as turning over his hand! No matter how many strange tricks Yun Che has, he doesn't have even the slightest chance of victory."
These were the words of a Divine Lord, spoken with absolute certainty and without any room for doubt.
"Humph, it doesn't matter!" Shui Meiyin's nose wrinkled, and she snorted unhappily: "Even if Yun Che can't beat Luo Changsheng now, it's only temporary. In the future, he will definitely surpass Luo Changsheng... and surpass him by a lot, a whole lot."
"Ah." Shui Yinghen lowered his head and muttered softly: "If I'd known this would happen, we shouldn't have wasted that drop of Ta... uh!"
Shui Yinghen's whole body jerked, and his hands flew to cover his mouth like lightning, sweat pouring from his forehead... Fortunately, Shui Qianheng's attention was fixed on Luo Changsheng; with his mind disturbed, he didn't notice Shui Yinghen's muttering.
"A thirty-year-old Divine King, and a natural breakthrough unrelated to any 'inheritance.' Truly astonishing, the potential of humans." Dragon Sovereign praised.
"Heh heh," Zhou Tian Shen Di laughed: "To achieve the Divine King Realm at such an age has never happened in our Eastern Divine Region. The Shengyu Realm has given us a tremendous surprise."
"Humph, congratulations indeed." Shi Tian Shen Di snorted. His tone was clearly displeased and sour, because not only the Eastern Divine Region but also their Southern Divine Region had never seen a thirty-year-old self-made Divine King.
"Heh heh." Zhou Tian Shen Di was not at all angered. His face was full of delight, with a strange light flickering in his eyes. Even for an existence like him, facing a thirty-year-old Divine King, he could not remain indifferent.
"It seems my earlier perception was not wrong." Dragon Sovereign suddenly spoke slowly: "He could have achieved the Divine King Realm long ago, but a restriction was placed on his profound veins, preventing the breakthrough. Either it was for the sake of thick accumulation and thin release, or it was to avoid excessive exposure that would attract unnecessary trouble."
Dragon Sovereign's words were restrained enough. Everyone understood what "unnecessary trouble" meant.
Although Luo Changsheng had always been the foremost of the Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain, the number one of this generation, he still had Jun Xilei, Shui Yingyue, and others to rival him. But if he had achieved the Divine King Realm early... there was no doubt that he would be deeply feared by others.
Zhou Tian Shen Di nodded slightly.
"Alas, what a pity." Dragon Sovereign sighed softly. This sigh also echoed in the hearts of countless people... regretting for Yun Che, regretting that the final battle, which should have been splendid and extraordinary, had turned out this way.
The atmosphere in the spectator seats had completely changed. All the previous eager anticipation had vanished, leaving only deep shock and regret. The final battle of the Feng Shen competition, also the closing battle of the Xuan Shen Assembly, had not even begun, yet everyone already saw the outcome clearly.
Whether they fought or not was utterly meaningless.
Quhui Zunzhe arrived above the Feng Shen Platform and swept his eyes across the audience: "Today marks the second battle of the Feng Shen ranking competition, and also the closing battle! The victor of today will be the first place of this Xuan Shen Assembly and the foremost among all Divine Sons. The loser will take second place, but will also be the pride of our Eastern Divine Region's younger generation."
"And the one who wins first place will be allowed to arbitrarily choose one cultivation method from among all the King Realms to study. This reward has never been seen before! If you do not wish to miss it, then give it your all!"
Quhui Zunzhe's gaze shifted to the Yinxue Realm seating: "The time has come. Yun Che, enter the Feng Shen Platform."
Quhui Zunzhe's tone was exceptionally flat. If Yun Che directly forfeited, he might be disappointed but not at all surprised.
All eyes turned to Yun Che, accompanied by many sighs and whispered murmurs.
Ever since hearing the words "Divine King Realm," Yun Che had remained silent, his brows tightly furrowed, not relaxing for even an instant.
He could not sense what realm Luo Changsheng's aura had reached, because from Luo Changsheng, he could not even feel any pressure—as if he were just a frail scholar with no profound strength, without even the strength to truss a chicken.
This feeling weighed on his heart like ten thousand tons, suffocating him for a long time.
Luo Changsheng never looked at him even once—a clear display of disdain... But Yun Che could vaguely sense a fiercely suppressed malevolence firmly locked onto him.
Under countless gazes, Yun Che slowly stood up.
"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun urgently called out.
Yun Che paused slightly in his movement, then leaped into the air, landing directly on the Feng Shen Platform.
Mu Bingyun did not advise Yun Che to forfeit, because she knew it was absolutely impossible. And precisely because of that, deep worry surged in her heart.
Only she knew why Yun Che had participated in the Xuan Shen Assembly, and only she knew how much he had paid and endured to reach this point...
But now, at the very last step, only half a step away, fate had suddenly played a cruel and desperate trick on him.
How could Yun Che be willing to accept this... She could not imagine how chaotic his heart must be at this moment, nor what kind of cruel pressure he was bearing.
"Alas, what kind of mess is this? That Luo Changsheng kid... tsk, how infuriating!" Huo Rulie gritted his teeth.
"Palace Master Bingyun," Yan Juehai suddenly frowned and said: "Before the battle begins, quickly send a sound transmission to Yun Che to remind him to concede at the appropriate time. Luo Changsheng has already become a Divine King. Yun Che himself must know there is no chance of victory anymore. Conceding is not shameful at all. If he forces it... I'm afraid Luo Changsheng will take the opportunity to retaliate."
Mu Bingyun: "..."
"This... it can't be, right?" Huo Poyun said: "Although Luo Changsheng is extremely powerful, he is known as a noble young master, very refined and elegant. He is absolutely not like his elder brother Luo Chang'an. He shouldn't do such a thing... especially in front of so many eyes."
"No, Yun'er, you don't understand." Huo Rulie's brows also sank deeply: "A person who has never been defeated and suddenly suffers a loss will experience an immense shock. And a person who is habitually gentle like water, if they truly develop anger and hatred toward someone, they often become more terrifying than a suddenly mad beast."
"Moreover, the Luo Changsheng today... gives me a feeling that something is off."
"Ah..." Huo Poyun's mouth hung open, his face dazed.
Mu Bingyun's chest heaved. Her icy eyes were fixed with worry, but she did not send a sound transmission to advise Yun Che. She murmured softly: "He understands it himself. But he... won't listen."