[Arceus's eyelids parted slowly, as if unveiling the dawn of eternity.The canopy darkened to cosmic void—endless black speckled with faint primordial sparks. Arceus's human form hovered central, white hair billowing in non-existent winds, purple-red sigil on his forehead igniting like a newborn star. His deep dark eyes gleamed with detached focus, red-black robes unfurling like galaxy arms.]
Heaven's Will intoned, voice rolling like thunder through starless expanse, ancient and measured:"In the beginning, only infinite void reigned—formless, silent, eternal nothing. Arceus awoke as the first being."
[Arceus hovered, arms outstretched like a sculptor before marble, silver bracers igniting geometric runes.]
"Eons of isolation bred boredom's ache. He craved creation—life, motion, purpose from the blank canvas."
[Energy erupted: blazing orbs coalesced, proto-stars igniting in fiery birth. Nebulae swirled vibrant—crimson, azure, gold—coalescing into galaxy arms under his steady gaze.]
"First stars flared to life, spinning in harmonious dance..."
[One flared brighter, a supernova candidate blooming majestic.]
"...but imbalance struck. Chaos rebelled—stars destabilized, cores overloading."
[Cataclysm unfolded: the supernova detonated prematurely, shockwaves ripping siblings apart. Orbs shattered into plasma storms, debris imploding voids, light snuffing to black in chain reaction—destroyed utterly.]
The hall thrummed with aftershocks—Douluo Continent gripped by the Sky Curtain's display of Arceus crafting a universe between his palms, stars birthing and dying in his grasp.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles sect
The shock rippled deeper: the Primordial God was teacher to Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Dugu Bo.
The Dugu family had just arrived, faces still slack from the revelation.
Dugu Xin, muscular frame tense under his checkered jacket, spoke up. "Father, it's still hard to believe your teacher is Douluo's Creator God."
Dugu Bo sighed, poison-green hair shifting, gold eyes distant. "Even we three knew Master was godlike. Never dreamed this level of power."
Gu Rong nodded, bones faintly rattling. "Underestimated him, that's clear."
Chen Xin gripped his sword hilt, affirming silently.
Dugu Yan, serpentine scales glinting on her bodice, pressed forward, green eyes sharp. "With a godlike backer, do we fear Spirit Hall?"
Gu Rong scoffed, arms crossed. "Good luck. Master doesn't care who rules. He sees Spirit Hall does more good than harm—without them, nobles and evil soul masters run wild unchecked."
Ning Fengzhi's face tightened with worry. Chen Xin added quickly, "Doesn't mean he'd stand idle if they threaten us. Spirit Hall stays safe as long as they don't cross his line."
Gu Rong grunted agreement. All eyes returned skyward, watching Arceus's first creation crumble—universe failing spectacularly in his hands.
God's Relam
Asura, God of Slaughter scoffed."Failed first try? Even he stumbled."
God of Destruction, Hui Mie seeing this replied."Yet stars lived moments in his hands—power we chase eternities for."
God of Evil, Xie E added."Also, it's best not anger him Asura. After all your God Postion won't be able to take another lightning tribulation."
Asura gritted his teeth, he knew it was the truth and remained silent.
Goddess of Kindness, Shan Liang muttered."Even if it is failure at first try, we know he succeeded. After all emwe wouldn't be here,if he failed."
Will of Heaven's voice rolled onward, steady and vast: "Insight pierced then: no structure endures without foundation. Even a house demands solid ground beneath its walls. To lay that foundation, he created three beings linked directly to the concepts of Time, Space, and Antimatter."
Douluo Continent held its collective breath—awe crashing into raw curiosity. Arceus crafting conceptual beings? Powerhouses leaned closer, soul beasts bristled, mortals whispered—eyes glued to the canopy.
[Arceus's gaze sharpened, deep voice muttering resolute, "There is no foundation here, so I create one strong enough." The golden wheel blazed behind him, plates spinning furious. Arms extended; cosmic energy twisted, birthing three titans from the void.]
[First emerged Dialga, dark-blue sauropod behemoth—gray metallic armor plating its frame, light blue stripes gleaming. A deep blue diamond-crystal throbbed at its chest plate center. Five-spiked gear-fin crowned its back, three neck spines rose rigid, dinosaur crest evoking a sundial's gnomon. Horn-fang structures flanked its head; three metallic claws gripped each foot.]
[Beside it roared Palkia, light-purple theropod—darker stripes etching its form, gray underarms and waist. Round purple-striped shoulder plates bore encrusted pink pearl-crystals rimmed gray; fin-wings flexed on its back. Gauntlet-like arm extensions gleamed, purple wrist bands tight. Long bent neck supported a pointed white crest arcing to wings, jaw tusks curving fierce, tail powerful with faint leg-tail cracks.]
[Third loomed Giratina, massive gray draconic horror—three gold half-rings girding each side of its endless neck. Gold crown encircled its head, sideways horns thrusting; thick black front stripe slashed by five red horizontals. Vast black ghostly wings bore three red claw-tips, liquid-gas shifting; six thick legs ended golden claws, shackle-half-circles binding. Tail banded stark.]
[The trio floated obedient, Time bending around Dialga's roar, Space warping at Palkia's stance, Antimatter crackling from Giratina's glare. Arceus nodded—foundation set.]
As Heaven's Will explained: "The trio is called Creation Trio. Dialga embodies Time, Palkia Space, Giratina Antimatter. Dialga rules as God of Time, Palkia God of Space, Giratina governs the Distortion World—counterbalance absorbing negativity, preventing real-world collapse. Created to forge the universe's foundation."
Gu Yuena muttered, voice laced with awe, "Dialga, Palkia, Giratina... conceptual entities. We underestimated Lord Arceus again."
Di Tian, golden eyes reverent before such raw power, straightened slightly. "Dragon Kings of Space and Time couldn't touch an inch of their realm."
Deep in the ancient woods bordering the core, away from the Lake of Life's gathering, Arceus—Ye Xiu in mortal guise—leaned against a massive soul tree, Sky Curtain's glow filtering through canopy leaves to illuminate his stark white hair and purple-red forehead sigil faintly pulsing beneath illusion. Red-black robes draped casual, silver bracers glinting as he watched his own creation unfold for Douluo's eyes.
Beside him stood Yu Tianxin, chin-length light golden-blonde hair with side-swept bangs half-veiling his forehead, sharp refined features frozen in awe and shock on his 192 cm athletic 16-year-old frame. Eyes wide—his teacher was the Creator God himself, birthing Time, Space, and Antimatter gods from nothing.
Yu Tianxin stammered, voice hushed reverence cracking, "Teacher... this is you? The foundation of everything?"
Ye Xiu smiled faintly, deep eyes amused yet detached. "Just treat me like normal, do. No kneeling—boring gets old fast." He clapped the boy's shoulder, gaze returning skyward as Dialga's roar echoed distantly, casual amid cosmic replay.
Shrek Academy Grounds
Xiao Wu bounced on her toes, pink eyes sparkling as the Sky Curtain showcased Arceus birthing Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina—Time, Space, and Antimatter gods roaring into existence. "Brother San, look!
Conceptual entities—Time bending around that blue sauropod, Space warping from the purple theropod, and that ghostly dragon sucking in negativity! Lord Arceus just made them—how cool is that?!"
Tang San nodded absently, blue eyes calculating beneath calm facade, hidden weapons whirring mentally. How strong would a spirit ring from those beasts make one? Time control, spatial tears, antimatter distortion... Tang Sect fused with that? Untouchable.
Xiao Wu's excited chatter washed over him, his mind already dissecting power scales.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Flender and Zhao Wuji agreed with her on this.
Nearby, Yu Xiaogang scribbled furiously in his notebook, glasses slipping as he muttered theories. "Conceptual entities... Time as spirit law anchor, Space warping domains, Antimatter as negative energy sink—explains spirit ring stability, evolution chains..."
Shrek Outskirts Shadows
Hidden in the treeline, Tang Hao gripped his hammer tighter, scarred face lit by canopy glow as Dialga's gear-fin spun eternally. "If I had such power... Clear Sky Sect never falls to this state."
He shook it off sharply, eyes shifting to Tang San below. "Everything's on Little San's shoulders now." Hammer faded; vigilance resumed.