Chapter 921 Finale
How could a god be defeated just because their power was equal?
With the help of the gray-white airflow, he simply abandoned the weapon transformed from his power.

After all, he didn't have a real body. The body he had originally chosen was plotted against by You Li. You Li didn't bring him the Purple Eyed Glass Body, but instead lured Su Bai here, allowing Su Bai to complete the final period of sealing and delaying.

All in all, he had no idea that Lin Zhao would develop to this point.

At this moment, the gods regretted choosing Lin Zhao as the candidate for high priest, giving her the powerful capital to devour evil thoughts.

He originally wanted to get a slave who was more powerful than the high priest, but she was able to carry the will of all the worlds in the world of cultivation!
This was something that even the God of Creation could not do. Even if the gods were born from the rules, he could never have anticipated such a situation beyond the rules.

Gray-white air currents wrapped around his fists and feet. Every time his attack landed on Lin Zhao, a part of Lin Zhao's body would be damaged.

Of course, Lin Zhao didn't make it easy for him either.

He could hit Lin Zhao, and Lin Zhao's Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Decree Spear also hit him.

Yes, it was no longer a simple battle. Lin Zhao's state at the moment was more like venting his anger. Every shot he fired was aimed at the head of his body with the greatest force, as if to crush it into pieces.

"Lin Zhao, look at yourself. Are you still a god? You're just a lunatic!"

Lin Zhao glanced at his blood-stained blue shirt and said, "God-Lord? Then who are you? Are you worthy enough for me, a God-Lord, to fight you?"

The God found that he and Lin Zhao really could not communicate with each other. Lin Zhao had no idea about the desire he proposed, only one thought.

Just chop him into pieces!

"If you keep fighting like this, you won't die!" The god took a few steps back and looked into Lin Zhao's red eyes with fear.

"Let's each take a step back. I'll leave the world of cultivation and return the power I absorbed from it to you. How about you and I call a truce?"

Faced with his words, Lin Zhao held the gun and laughed so hard that she could hardly breathe.

After laughing enough, she wiped the blood from her forehead and said, "God, I still say the same thing. Who are you? Do you think you are worthy of taking a step back from me? Even if I have to shatter my soul today, I will make you die here!"

It had been a long, long time since she had felt such strong hatred towards anyone.

But the source of tragedy in the world of cultivation for thousands of years, the long-standing regret of the God of Creation, the tragic scenes of the Lin family and many mortal planes, the bloody slaughter of the human world by the demons, scene after scene, became a nightmare that she would never forget no matter how strong she became.

However, how could the culprit of all this, the bastard in front of her, dare to say this in front of her?
This was her most out-of-control and dangerous battle.

But she no longer had the caution and care she had before, and was only driven by a madness that would not stop until her death.

Perhaps, she was indeed influenced by the devouring desire of those evil thoughts from another world. Otherwise, why at this moment, her mind was filled with the desire to kill him, without any rationality as a god?

The god's body slowly faded and turned grayish white.

This is a sign that he has given up his human form and is fighting with his true nature.

This means that he has also started to fight for his life.

The battle will only get harder than before.

Lin Zhao's eyes flashed with golden light. She held the Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Decree Spear, with Thunder assisting her and Ancestral Phoenix Wings protecting her.

Countless streams of light swirled around her and then converged at the tip of the gun.

Lin Zhao fired a shot, facing the gray-white airflow.

When both sides were fighting and refused to give in, Lin Zhao changed her gun into a sword.

She uttered a decree, and the Heavenly Punishment Pen merged into the Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Decree Sword.

"Heaven will punish him, he will punish him on earth."

Lin Zhao held the sword and uttered these words simply.

The gray-white airflow transformed by the god roared and collided with the sword light of Tianzhu.

Lin Zhao stepped into the gray-white airflow, feeling the oppression and devouring power coming from the divine body, and grasped the Heavenly Punishment Sword.

As a sword cultivator, Lin Zhao ultimately wanted to end this battle with his sword intent.

"The way of heaven is clear, and the way of the emperor is the guide." Lin Zhao brought down his sword, and lightning and fire erupted around him.

"I inherit the heavens and attract the spirits of heaven." The light of thunder and fire spread, and finally fought with the gray-white airflow.

"All appearances are false." The golden and grayish-white lights intertwined, and as the world here collapsed, the two lights disappeared simultaneously in the destroyed upper realm.

The powerful figures in the cultivation world instinctively held their breath. "Is it over?" someone asked.

Ning Wengui shook his head.

Others cannot see it, but the purple-eyed glass body can see it clearly.

The battle between these two people could no longer be tolerated by the upper realm of the cultivation world, so Lin Zhao brought the gods to the universe to fight.

But in this universe, can Lin Zhao accept the power bonus from the world of cultivation?

The answer is no.

The figure holding the Heavenly Punishment Sword arrived in the universe and fought entirely relying on the sword intent and gray-white light.

Although she has lost all her support, she still has an invincible momentum.

When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the braver one wins. How could the gods have ever seen a monster like Lin Zhao?

Even though they had gained a slight advantage in the universe, Lin Zhao's sword after sword was so fierce that even the universe was shaking.

"Heavenly Punishment... Behead!"

It was defeated at every turn, and finally broke out in a furious despair.

The grayish-white light pierced Lin Zhao's chest, and in the boundless darkness, Lin Zhao also grasped this light.

"You... were executed by me, Lin Zhao. You did it. You took me to death, but so what? You will die too!"

The unwilling voice of the God came faintly: "You will die too! Lin Zhao, and the only remaining God in the world of cultivation is You Li. Given his hatred for you, you won't have an easy time either! Do you think that by bringing me to the universe for the final battle, I can protect the people you want to protect? You're dreaming!"

Lin Zhao extinguished the grayish-white light, and the golden light in her eyes disappeared as her vitality disappeared.

She covered her chest and tried her best to calm her distraught soul.

After using the last bit of strength to wipe out the will of the gods, Lin Zhao looked at the white light in the palm of her hand and slowly closed her eyes.

In front of her, there was still a little jumping black flame.

This is Ji Weiyang’s evil thought.

Lin Zhao picked it up, and then the Golden Crow Divine Fire in her hand rose and burned it completely.

After doing all this, she won't be able to survive for long.

Lin Zhao dragged the white ball of light back to the world of cultivation.

She raised her hand to repair the upper realm that had lost most of its existence due to her battle with the gods, and then threw the ball of white light into the sky.

"This is the original power that the gods have plundered from the world of cultivation over the years. I will hang it at the top of the heavens. Within a hundred years, it will completely return to heaven and earth, bringing new heritage and vitality to the world of cultivation."

The surviving strong men from the upper realm were the first wave to receive the feedback of this original power. When the white light fell on them, not only was the power they had previously given to Lin Zhao completely restored, but their cultivation was also promoted by several levels, and their foundation was enhanced by an unknown amount.

Some of them even felt that they had the foundation and qualifications to be promoted to gods.

Moved, Youchen took a step forward and frowned: "Your Majesty, why don't you use this power for yourself?"

This was what Lin Zhao had fought back with her life. It would not be an exaggeration for Lin Zhao to use it all for herself, not to mention that Lin Zhao had done so much for the world of cultivation over the years.

Youchen’s doubts are also the confusion of most people.

Facing their questions, Lin Zhao was still in a mess, looking calmly towards the distant world of cultivation and the remaining powerful people from the upper realm.

"Our cultivation world has been fighting against the evil thoughts of other worlds for millions of years, with countless deaths and injuries. The fighting power of the upper realm is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be... This great victory belongs to all the heavens, and we should all celebrate this momentous occasion together."

Seeing the growing strength of each aura, she smiled with satisfaction.

"I hope that one day, everyone in the cultivation world will have a path to immortality, and that outstanding talents will emerge in great numbers, bringing prosperity to our cultivation world for countless years."

The white light fell drop by drop, but not a single drop landed on Lin Zhao's gradually decaying and collapsing divine body.

Finally, Lin Zhao smiled and made a wish.

"I wish for the world of cultivation to be peaceful and tranquil, and for all the heavens to be at peace."

——End of this article——


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