Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

The silvery, bright moon rose, casting its cold moonlight upon the land of Huaxia.

In an instant, all the martial artists who were about to kneel under the influence of Buddha's light

suddenly felt lighter and stood up straight.

They looked up at the silver moon rising in the sky, stunned and surprised.

No one expected that Great Xia still had such assistance.

"Who!"

"What's happening?"

Luo Tiance, however, was privy to the situation and his expression brightened.

From within the vast divine light released by the foreign deities, a soft sound of surprise emanated.

"Deity Level power?"

"Who?"

In the silvery moon, an enchanting figure materialized.

She was a White-Haired Goddess of utmost beauty, her pupils exuding an icy chill that could freeze a thousand miles.

Now that the suppression of the world had been thoroughly lifted, she had regained all her power.

Even Luo Tiance had not imagined that the woman his grandson had brought home was a deity.

The White-Haired Goddess's beautiful eyes narrowed, brimming with anger.

"You deities dare to lay hands on mortals."

"Do you have no shame?"

Within the vast golden Angel Holy Light, the indifferent voice of a deity conveyed:

"I hadn't expected that within Daxia, there still remained a deity."

"But we have never seen you before. If you are alone, you cannot stop us."

The White-Haired Goddess sneered, "If all of Daxia's Divine Beings were here, would your pathetic lot dare to come?"

The divine power seas of various foreign forces fell silent, then a voice filled with anger replied:

"Today, we shall overthrow Daxia and slay Luo Yu the Younger. If you dare to stop us, you will also die."

"Enough talk,"

With a raise of her hand, the White-Haired Goddess caused numerous silver moons to appear in the sky.

Radiating extreme coldness.

All the Grand Xia Warriors were terrified by the divine power and transported thousands of miles away.

In that moment, they felt the vast gulf between themselves and the divine beings.

They had not seen her act, yet they had been moved so far away.

How were they to contend with so many foreign deities?

On the borders of Great Xia, a battle was about to ignite.

Countless moons froze everything in sight, turning the ground into a stretch of icy blue, with even the air succumbing to stasis.

Now that the spiritual energy of nature had substantially revived, the toughness of the ground and space had become much stronger than before, so much so that even Super-grade Martial Artists could not hope to shatter space.

Lower-grade martial artists couldn't even think of digging the ground.

"Humph."

From Mount Olympus, a golden sun flew out, burning everything in its path and melting the solid ice.

But its progress was exceptionally slow. The White-Haired Goddess sneered, "Foreign deities? Merely mice."

"How audacious!"

The gods rebuked her, their voices booming like divine thunder.

Immediately, the Ancient Buddha Holy Land released a golden palm print, shattering and obliterating the silver moons one after another.

Meanwhile, from within the Pantheon Temple, endless, scorching radiance burst forth.

...

Without even revealing their true forms, the gods had joined hands to break through the White-Haired Goddess's methods.

The goddess struck repeatedly, each move releasing astonishingly cold energy.

The terrifying ocean of icy blue divine power made the entire world's populace shiver upon seeing it.

Yet the combined might of the gods was even more fearsome.

If not for the fact that the Earth had evolved and become many thousands of times more durable, the entire planet would likely have been reduced to ash and thoroughly destroyed at this point.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Can Godchild Luo Yu, coming down from the mountain, stand against such enemies?"

"What do we do?"

"Will Our Great Xia truly fall today?"

Truth be told, the hearts of the citizens of Daxia no longer held much hope, for the combined gods were too terrifying, surpassing all their previous conceptions and utterly unbeatable.

"Ptui—"

Not long into the battle, the White-Haired Goddess let out a muffled groan and, like a falling star, plummeted toward the ground...