supreme deity

Chapter 827 Blood Contract

Lin Rui understood Luo Wangshu's gaze—you dare to try giving her the 'Throne of Truth'?
Lin Rui never intended to give away the 'Throne of Truth'. Even if he were to return the artifact, he would return it to its true owner.

At this point, neither Luo Wangshu nor the 'Supreme Celestial Venerable' of the Garden of Truth could be considered a true 'Supreme'.

However, his master's piercing gaze still sent a chill down Lin Rui's spine.

He showed no sign of it on his face, but instead raised his hand and pressed down, forcibly suppressing the throne of truth behind him.

Although this artifact is powerful, surpassing the three supreme artifacts, it is still an Abyss artifact, and its overall combat power is comparable to that of the Eastern Abyss.

If he were to fight with all his might, summoning his 16 million priests and over 20 billion believers, he could even contend with the God-King. Given that the Supreme True Spirit has not yet fully returned, suppressing this divine artifact would be quite easy.

"Lord of Light, you might want to reconsider." The Dream Celestial also stared intently at the Throne of Truth behind Lin Rui, a barely perceptible glint of greed flashing in the depths of his clear, cold eyes: "I remember you demons have a saying, 'When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.' You should know that the true spirit of the Lord of Light is now also within the heavenly canopy. Can you really remain uninvolved?"

Lin Rui scoffed dismissively: "Has the Heavenly Venerable forgotten that the 52 magnificent altars I currently possess are also artificial celestial canopies?"

At this time, the true spirits of the gods were all within the celestial canopy and had not yet moved to the artificial one.

Even the Dream Celestial Venerable previously relied on the dreams of billions of people to project his true spirit onto an artificial sky, but in reality, he did not actually migrate there.

So if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up; it won't be his turn to step forward.

Even if the sky is eroded by the root, Lin Rui's true spirit can still hide inside the glorious altar.

Meng Weiyun, who was fully absorbing the Supreme Source Essence and Source Core, sensed something was amiss.

She glanced at Lin Rui, then at Dream Celestial.

It seems perfectly normal that the Celestial Venerable of Dreams wanted to drag Lin Rui into the mess and have his junior brother join in dealing with the Lord of Fate and the Supreme Celestial Venerable.

But she felt something was amiss, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it or figure out what it was. It was as if her consciousness was veiled and obstructed.

"Then what about the Throne of Truth?" The Dream Celestial Venerable said expressionlessly, his eyes cold, "Don't forget that a portion of the Supreme Being's Source Essence and Source Core is in the hands of your Master and Senior Sister."

Lin Rui chuckled again and continued to watch the battle intently, too lazy to even reply.

The Dream Celestial Venerable is right, but there's a sequence to things.

Once this 'Supreme Celestial Venerable' corrupted by the root returns, we will surely take back the Throne of Truth from him, and also take back those source substances and source cores.

However, before she could make a move against Lin Rui, the true spirits of the gods in the heavens would first suffer annihilation.

That's not just the 'Supreme Celestial Venerable,' but a combination of the Supreme Celestial Venerable and the Root. At that time, would they still want to get rid of the Root? That's just a pipe dream. They would all be pulled into the Root world, either becoming a part of the 'Root' or becoming the resurrection vessel for that ascended race.

He now has enough capital to stand outside the game and watch the show. If the gods want him to join the battle, they either have to give him enough benefits or wait until they are exhausted and can no longer hold on.

Just as the two were speaking, the Luojing Divine Palace suddenly roared and shook. This huge divine palace, which was nearly a hundred miles in diameter, was torn to pieces by the power of several gods. Instantly, the sky and the clouds changed color, and the ethereal tide surged like a raging sea.

Looking at the shattered palace and the ruins that had fallen like meteors or been swept away dozens of miles by the shockwave, Lin Rui thought that today, the face of the Eastern Abyss had been completely trampled into the mud.

However, this man, who cared nothing for the more than ten million people of Luojing City, cherished his subordinates, including the Grand Astrologer and many priests and divine guards, as well as many martial artists from the Great Song Dynasty who had been recruited into the divine palace. At this moment, they were all huddled together near the main temple for defense.

They were protected by the power of the Eastern Abyss, and even though they were in the center of this divine war, they were completely unharmed.

At this time, the Supreme Celestial Venerable had not yet fully formed a physical body. Lin Rui could see that under her gilded black robe, many muscles were incomplete, and her skin and fascia had only recovered to about half their original state.

She floated in the chaotic void, surrounded by crimson light, illuminating the surrounding darkness like a blood-red sun.

—In ancient times, Taishang was also regarded as the sun of the dark ages.

The Supreme Celestial Venerable's silver hair danced wildly in the shattered void, each strand flowing with dark golden divine runes of truth, and the ends flickering with primal fire. They became extremely dangerous, capable of easily tearing apart the power of the gods or piercing through it with countless gaps.

This made even the war dragons of the gods dare not approach easily, and they were extremely wary of those strands of hair. Only the Undying Dragon Lord remained as always, his ten-thousand-meter-long dragon body like a moving mountain, charging towards this new 'Supreme Heavenly Lord' with the dragon horn heavenly blade bearing 'shattered' and 'divine power'.

The Supreme Celestial Venerable did not dodge or evade, allowing the blood to pierce her chest. The moment the dark golden divine blood gushed out, her left eye suddenly lit up, and layers of three-dimensional Tai Chi appeared in her pupil.

"Go to hell." With her soft whisper, the dragon horn piercing through the chest was solidified by an invisible force, and then began to disintegrate inch by inch from the tip, turning into golden dust all over the sky.

The Undying Dragon Lord let out a painful roar, its dragon body struggling wildly, but the Supreme Celestial Venerable raised his hand and pressed down, causing the entire ten-thousand-meter-long dragon body to crash to the ground with a bang, creating a chasm thousands of feet deep.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Void Devourer of the Western Abyss eroded her right arm, turning flesh and blood into a transparent phantom. The Supreme Celestial Venerable expressionlessly drew a line with his right fingertip, and instantly a silver-white trajectory, like a blade cutting through the heavens, severed the power of nothingness.

With a swift backhand grab, she pulled the 'Spiritual Void Dragon' hidden in the shadows out of thin air. As she closed her five fingers, the war dragon, formed from the concept of nothingness, shattered like glass. Most of its body condensed back into the Void Dragon and fled in panic, while the rest turned into countless points of light that she absorbed into her body.

Her eroded arm instantly regenerated, and dense dark gold divine patterns emerged beneath her skin. Waves of conceptual power rippled around her, turning a portion of the gods' power into nothingness.

This scene caused all the participating gods to gasp in shock. This Supreme Celestial Venerable had directly extracted part of the source essence and core of the Undying Dragon Venerable and the 'Spiritual Void Dragon', thus seizing the concept of nothingness from the Western Abyss for his own use!
At this moment, she focused her gaze on the twin cosmic dragons. The twin cosmic dragons instantly intertwined and roared, the clock gears on the black dragon's scales reversed wildly, and the white dragon's void bone spears poured down like a torrential rain.

Time and space formed a chaotic vortex around the Supreme Celestial Venerable, but the Supreme Celestial Venerable used the 'past' of her left eye as a guide and the 'future' of her right eye as an anchor, forcibly opening up a stable path in the chaotic time sequence. Not long after, she casually and lightly grasped the space-time vortex, which was forcibly crushed and turned into countless streams of light that dissipated in the air.

The Devouring Celestial originally intended to manipulate His war dragon to bite, but when He saw this scene, He did not hesitate to withdraw the war dragon back a thousand miles away.

At this moment, although the Supreme Celestial Venerable had not fully recovered, he had already displayed the supreme power of an ancient god-king. The siege of the gods could not shake the Supreme Celestial Venerable in the slightest, and he was already showing signs of collapse.

This figure stands tall in the air, surveying the void with an indifferent expression. His eyes are majestic and profound, as if he can see through every thought of the gods.

However, Lin Rui keenly sensed the power of destiny within this battle of gods.

Although the Lord of Fate did not directly participate in the battle, he interfered with the entire process with his methods of destiny.

There is also the 'Supreme Celestial Venerable', whose flesh and fascia are still incomplete and are recovering more and more slowly. Some of his limbs even show signs of cracking.

This is because her body could no longer withstand the power of the Supreme Celestial Venerable.

The skeleton of this body was cultivated by Lin Rui's father, Lin Cong, and it is said that its strength is less than one-tenth of that of the Supreme Celestial Venerable's physical body.

Although she had absorbed a large amount of the Supreme Celestial Venerable's essence and primordial core, she was absolutely unable to recover to the Supreme Celestial Venerable's peak condition in a short period of time.

The reason why the previous 'Supreme One's' divine body collapsed was not only due to the hidden measures left by the gods, but also because her own body could not bear it.

At this time, although the gods tried their best to avoid direct confrontation with this Supreme Being, they used various covert means to hinder the Supreme Being's revival.

The void power of the Western Abyss has been eroding his newly grown flesh and blood like a venomous snake, turning parts of his body into transparent phantoms. The Dream Celestial Venerable beside Lin Rui has also woven various dream illusions to interfere with the Supreme Celestial Venerable's soul condensation.

The two cosmic dragons in the abyss are the only war dragons that can stand before the Supreme Being. Their spacetime power is extremely domineering and has been continuously consuming the Supreme Being's divine power.

There are also the Devouring Celestial's 'Extinction' technique and 'Devour' power, the Dark Lord's 'Death' and 'Eternal Silence', and the Northern Abyss's 'Frozen' and 'Ice Seal'. The power of the gods intertwines into an invisible net, forcing the Supreme Celestial to constantly consume his original power. His divine power is weakened layer by layer, leaving him no time to repair his body.

At this moment, the Supreme Celestial Venerable had already looked in Luo Wangshu's direction, while Luo Wangshu was already focused on watching the battle.

The two 'Supreme Celestial Venerables' stared at each other from afar, and the silver-haired goddess above the Garden of Truth immediately sneered: "Fake!"

As she raised her hand, countless threads of truth instantly pierced towards Luo Wangshu.

Luo Wangshu smiled slightly. Before Lin Rui could defend her, she transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the battlefield. Her Heavenly Principle Divine Heart Sword unleashed 30,000 dark gold sword energies, cleaving through the silver hair that was rushing towards her like a galaxy.

She knew the best course of action was to avoid the battle, and Lin Rui didn't want to fall into this trap and be taken advantage of by the gods.

However, Luo Wangshu could also see that the Supreme Elder on the other side was already at his last gasp.

At this moment, the entire world was divided in two—one half was a fierce battle between the gods and the corrupted 'Supreme Celestial Venerable', and the other half was a struggle for truth between Luo Wangshu and the newly reborn 'Supreme Celestial Venerable'.

The shattered void reflected this battle across time like a mirror, as if the supreme beings of two eras were vying for the sole crown.

However, her struggle with Luo Wangshu only exacerbated her exhaustion.

Although her silver hair still surged like a galaxy, it could not hide her fatigue. Her newly formed skin gradually cracked with spiderweb-like fissures. Drops of dark gold divine blood dripped from the cracks in her fascia like molten gold. Every crack in her limbs pulled out fine primordial threads, leaving scarlet trails of light in the void.

Her silver-white hair remained invincible and unstoppable, but it gradually lost its luster, and the radiance of the Truth Divine Mark flickered like a candle flame about to go out.

"withdraw!"

The cloaked figure in the attic stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, his expression calm and unwavering: "Your Majesty, today Your Majesty has just forged your Dharma Body, and your divine power is not yet fully realized. Meanwhile, the gods are surrounding you, and their power is at its peak. We might as well temporarily avoid their sharp edge, conserve our strength and build up our momentum. When Your Majesty's divine essence is restored and your Dharma Body is fully realized, it will not be too late to discuss the Dao with you all and compete with you."

Upon hearing this, the Supreme Celestial Venerable immediately glanced back at the pavilion with a sharp, dagger-like gaze. She was clearly unwilling, but at this moment, the extinguishing fire that devoured the Celestial Venerable suddenly exploded with charred lines on her shoulder blade, and the Supreme Celestial Venerable's newly formed flesh was burned to ashes as soon as it solidified.

She frowned, then let out a soft hum, and her three thousand silver hairs suddenly rolled back, forcefully opening a spacetime rift behind her that was full of cracks and twisted uncertainly.

The cloaked man, Cheng Zaotian, and Zhen Hao were all swept into the passage by an invisible force. At the same time, the Supreme Celestial Venerable raised his hand slightly and wove a blood-red net with the Void Source Essence and Undying Source Essence that she had just forcibly absorbed but had not yet refined, amidst the attack of the gods.

As her blood-stained fingertips swept across the sky, the divine runes of truth snapped like broken chains, forcibly extracting the earth's veins from the entire city of Luojing and transforming them into chaotic turbulence that blocked the way behind.

The passage closed amidst violent tremors. Despite the gods' best efforts to interfere and block it, they were unable to break through the blood-red net.

In a mere instant, the 'Supreme One' vanished before their eyes, leaving only fragments of her shattered gilded robe, which slowly fell to the ground under the watchful eyes of the gods.

At this moment, the roar of the Undying Dragon Lord shattered the clouds. His scattered flesh and blood, along with the undying essence that had been thrown out, reassembled and condensed into a colossal divine body three thousand meters tall.

It first glanced furiously in the direction where the Supreme Lord had left, then its mind sharpened and it shifted its gaze to the only intact main temple of the Luojing Divine Palace.

The Undying Dragon Lord's gilded vertical pupils reflected a scene that horrified Him—He saw Yu Youyuan of the Eastern Abyss sitting upright inside the temple, his dark gold robe stained with divine blood, his vertical pupil between his brows like a black hole, devouring and absorbing all the ethereal spirits on the battlefield.

The gaze swept over His broken dragon body, causing even this divine form, which embodied the concepts of 'immortality' and 'life,' to feel a chill run down its spine.

The Undying Dragon Lord let out a muffled groan, and its shattered dragon wings immediately folded, tearing apart the surrounding space-time.

But as soon as He flapped His dragon wings, the space and time within a thousand miles suddenly solidified like amber. Every scale of the Undying Dragon Lord was emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden. The Tranquil Bell of the Eastern Abyss had appeared in the sky at some point, and the dynamic and static divine patterns overflowing from the cracks in the bell were crushing this space into an invisible cage.

"Today you have cut off my path to enlightenment, this is an irreconcilable hatred, how can I allow you to leave this place alive!"

Yu Youyuan's voice was like a glacier collapsing, and the Tranquil Bell resounded in response. The Undying Dragon Lord's dragon body was unable to move in the frozen space-time, and he could only watch helplessly as the dark golden bell, carrying the concept of 'stillness', pressed down, and every bell pattern suppressed his 'shattered' and 'undying' divine power.

"Click——"

The sound of the dragon scales cracking was like a thousand thunderclaps. The three-thousand-meter-long dragon body was crushed flat under the Tranquil Bell. The dark golden divine blood solidified into crystals in the space-time rift. Even the immortal essence that it relied on for rebirth was pulverized by the "movement" power in the cracks of the bell.

When the Tranquil Bell crashed heavily onto the ruins of Luoyang, the once invincible Undying Dragon Lord, who had been arrogant just moments before, had been reduced to a pile of minced meat mixed with dragon scale fragments.

With a cold expression, the Abyss of the East then swept its sharp, blade-like gaze across the surrounding void.

However, at this moment, all the gods quickly retreated as the Undying Dragon Lord was crushed into mincemeat by the Tranquil God Bell. They all knew that he had just had his path to transcendence severed and was in a state of rage, and none of them wanted to directly bear the wrath of this quasi-god king.

Even the Dream Celestial Venerable retreated, leaving only a phantom to speak with Lin Rui.

With his hands behind his back, the Dream Celestial Venerable said coldly, "The Lord of Fate has fled with the Supreme Celestial Venerable. They will recover within a year at most, and the consequences will be unimaginable! I will do my best to find their whereabouts and eliminate them as soon as possible."

"However, you have witnessed the divine power of this Supreme Being. To eliminate him completely and leave no future threat, it would be best to unite the power of all the gods. Lord of Light, name your price: besides that Abyss Divine Stele, what would it take for you to attack the Lord of Fate?"

At this moment, His gaze became even colder and sharper: "If you still wish to remain uninvolved, then don't blame me for gathering the power of the gods and first fighting the Lord of Light to see who prevails!"

Luo Wangshu had returned to Lin Rui's side. She let out a soft "hmm" and glanced back and forth between Dream Celestial and Lin Rui.

She also felt a little strange. Why did the Celestial Venerable Dream insist on having Lin Rui take action? Was it because he was unwilling to expend his own power before the battle against the artificial sky curtain? Or, as Dream had said before, did Lin Rui leave some kind of crucial method on those Supreme Blood Remnants?

Luo Wangshu tried to think about the reason, but couldn't figure it out.

Lin Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the Dream Celestial for a moment, and then chuckled: "Fine, I know that Tai Xuan fell into your hands, and His Origin Essence Core must also be in your hands. As long as you hand over Tai Xuan Immortal Venerable's Origin Essence Core to me, I will definitely help you kill that Lord of Fate and the so-called 'Supreme One'!"

The Celestial Venerable of Dreams frowned slightly and instinctively glanced behind Lin Rui.

—Despair, pain, divine machinery, and the demigod-level Great Sun Golden Crow, as well as Luo Wangshu, who also gained demigod-level combat power after absorbing the Supreme Origin Essence.

Although this Lord of Light has only been in the Abyss for less than four years, he has already established the rudiments of a divine court.

Although these 'gods' have not recovered to their full strength, their overall power is still not to be underestimated.

Once Tai Xuan Tianzun retrieves His Origin Essence Core, His power will recover to the Abyss level in a very short time.

However, after a moment of contemplation, his body vanished like a bubble.

At the same time, his voice rang leisurely in Lin Rui's ears: "As you wish, I will have Meng Li send you His source essence and source core later. However, merely assisting in the battle is not enough. You must go all out in this battle and spare no effort to kill him! Also, have Tai Xuan and the Divine Machine forge twelve more artificial sky canopy bases for me within three months—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Rui coldly flicked his sleeve and said, "Refining is fine, but you provide the materials!"

The Celestial Venerable of Dreams did not respond, but a piece of dragon-patterned paper floated lightly in the void.

Lin Rui took it in his hand and examined it. He found that there was nothing wrong with the text on the dragon paper, and that its material was actually made from the skin of a god.

At this time, the Celestial Lord of Divine Law had already perished and was replaced by the Great Sun, who seized the laws of judgment and order.

Therefore, the only witnesses to this divine covenant were the two Heavenly Venerables, Bi Xue and Bao Ying.

Lin Rui readily signed his name, dripped his divine blood, and then, with a slight stirring in his heart, used his True Heavenly Eye to glance at the distant horizon.

That was Jiang Jianming, the former emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. He was quick to seize the opportunity and fled to a place 100,000 miles away after the God War entered the Supreme Celestial Venerable stage. Now he had fled even further to the sea surface, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

However, Lin Rui's True Eye still saw a blood tumor on the person's body and back.

Lin Rui narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself that this Undying Dragon Lord was indeed powerful.

Despite losing several conceptual divine powers, this being remains immortal and indestructible. Even powerful beings like the Eastern Abyss and the Supreme Celestial Venerable could only defeat and suppress it, but could not truly eliminate it.

"How strange." Luo Wangshu sheathed his sword, gazing thoughtfully at the sky above. "What exactly does that Dream God King intend to do? Is he trying to deplete your power before the artificial sky battle? Or does he have other plans?"

This person was actually willing to use such a heavy bargaining chip as the Origin Core and Origin Essence of the Supreme Celestial Venerable, even if it meant having another Abyss-level combatant under Lin Rui's command, just to drag Lin Rui into this battle between the gods and the Lord of Fate.
Lin Rui was sending messages to Ji Xueying, Lin Xi, and Lin Yi, asking them to disperse the priests who had gathered there.

Although the manpower and magic arrays he prepared at the Bright Cathedral in Starport were ultimately useless, Ji Xueying and the others were the key to Lin Rui's ability to stay out of this divine war and obtain the Tai Xuan Yuan Essence Core.

If Lin Rui hadn't been able to unleash his God-King level combat power here, the first thing the two Supreme Celestial Venerables would have done after their resurrection was to snatch the Throne of Truth from him, and the Dream Celestial Venerable wouldn't have been so polite to him.

After hearing Luo Wangshu's words, he chuckled and said, "An artificial sky canopy? There's no longer a debate about sky canopies."

Both Luo Wangshu and Meng Weiyun looked surprised upon hearing this.

Lin Rui didn't explain further, but continued walking towards the cracked temple: "Let's go see our god."

Luo Wangshu was even more puzzled. There was no problem with Lin Rui going to see the Eastern Abyss, but judging from Lin Rui's words, it seemed that it was not as simple as just meeting.

When Lin Rui shattered the void and appeared directly inside the temple, his nine pairs of starlight wings unfurled behind him, and holy lightning and tribulation fire flowed like molten gold.

Wherever the light passed, the shattered ruins of the divine palace were temporarily frozen in the holy light. Almost all the martial artists, priests, and divine guards inside the temple stopped moving, unable to move and their spiritual consciousness was also sealed.

His steps were steady, each step carrying the power of faith from billions of followers of the Church of Light, causing the divine runes on the ground to spark with dark gold.

Lin Rui smiled and looked at the altar opposite him, asking the master of the altar, "Did you enjoy the battle, Your Majesty?"

At this moment, Yu Youyuan of the Eastern Abyss sat leisurely on the dark gold throne. His dark gold robe, which was originally stained with blood, had been restored to its original state. He stared coldly at Lin Rui: "Everything is as you expected, so you are very proud of yourself?"

At this moment, all 36,000 'dynamic and static divine patterns' on the nine-layered gilded dome lit up simultaneously, staring at Lin Rui like eyes.

Lin Rui, however, remained unconcerned, his expression indifferent.

The idea that the Eastern Abyss could break through the gods' blockade and ascend to transcendence through the laws of truth was nothing but a delusion.

In particular, the Lord of Fate and the Celestial Venerable of Dreams are inescapable obstacles in the Eastern Abyss. He himself understood this, but he was unwilling to give up and made a final struggle.

The Eastern Abyss stared at Lin Rui for a moment, then let out a cold snort and slammed his fingertips heavily on the armrest of the throne: "I have fulfilled my promise, now it is your turn to honor it."

Lin Rui chuckled softly, raised his hand and tossed the 'Supreme Heavenly Blade' at his waist towards the Eastern Abyss, where it landed squarely on the ground in front of the abyss.

However, his power still firmly locked onto the sword: "According to our blood pact, the Limitless Law belongs to you, while the Truth Source Essence and Source Core that you condensed belong to my master!"

Luo Wangshu's pupils widened instantly as she looked at Lin Rui beside her in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)