Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 142 Heavenly Punishment Ruler
Hell, sea of ​​stars and fog.

Beneath the surging, undulating purple waves, turbulent undercurrents surge, containing destructive energy.

Inside the Star God's Palace.

Xingyi rose from the throne with a gloomy expression, a hint of worry that the situation was getting out of control showing between his brows. Without much hesitation, he left the palace and flew towards the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Although I don't think I can escape, since I can run, I should at least create some distance between myself and others!
While flying with all her might, Xingyi took out a purple main artifact spear and comforted herself, thinking that things would be fine once Lord Utred arrived.

"You're only thinking of running away now? Too late. Take the main godhood!"

Seeing Xingyi's series of actions, Lynn couldn't help but sneer and mock.

He quickly caught up and raised the divine artifact, the longsword, to slash at it!
The black, deathly aura of the blade was like a terrifying torrent that brought about the end of all things.

Xingyi felt a chill run down his spine. He realized he couldn't dodge, and roared as he raised his spear and thrust it forward with all his might.

"Peng!"

The spear shattered into pieces, and the torrent of death struck head-on, instantly splitting Xingyi in two. Her divine core was violently shaken, her soul was annihilated, and she perished on the spot.

"Lynn, how dare you!"

Utrecht roared.

Lynn smiled calmly, ignored him, and continued to refine the main godhead with his own blood.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a vast amount of black Destruction God power converged like a sea, and the Destruction God's avatar emerged from the soul space, while the Godhead sank into the space between the eyebrows to complete its transformation.

At this moment, a new God of Destruction was born.

Lynn gained an extra layer of willpower.

To be precise, there are two, because the lightning-type overlord avatar in the celestial realm has already killed a mid-level god of destiny, allowing the god of destiny avatar to refine the god's divine spark.

"Boom!"

A violent gale swept across the hellish sky, dark clouds pressed down on the city as if to destroy it, and the soul-stirring tremor, as if the heavens and earth were enraged, made the hearts of countless god-level powerhouses feel oppressed.

The gods of hell watched the situation unfold with horror and silence, knowing that the Lord of Destruction was angry.

Lynn smiled nonchalantly, casually tore through space with a wave of his hand, and entered the colorful, turbulent world. He called out to Utred, "Hell is not suitable for us to fight. Let's stay here. I'll wait for you to come."

He knew this battle was inevitable, so he decided to be straightforward.

"Okay, you'll regret it!"

Utrecht laughed in fury, tearing open the hellish space and entering the turbulent currents, speeding towards Lynn.

Seeing this, the other main gods of Hell all entered the spatial turbulence; they could not afford to miss this great battle.

Utrede, enveloped by the power of the Supreme God, said coldly, "Lynn, you have reached the pinnacle of the rules of death, and your status is equivalent to that of a ruler. Moreover, you have an additional Supreme God avatar, which grants you an additional power of will. Therefore, your killing of Xingyi violated the Supreme God's agreement, and it is perfectly reasonable for me to kill you as well."

The moment Xingyi was killed, he knew he had underestimated Lynn, but he was still full of confidence in himself because of the Supreme Artifact!

In Utrecht's view, Lynn was a mid-level Great Perfection God plus two portions of will power, and his basic strength was equal to that of a Great Perfection Overlord. Even if he had some trump cards with amplifying power, they could not last long. Against a Supreme Artifact, he would only face certain death.

Unless he gains even more willpower, he can barely save his life, and that's only if he acts alone. Once the news spreads and other rulers join in judging Lynn's crimes, he will still inevitably perish.

Lynn said indifferently, "Unfortunately, you don't have that ability."

The two were getting closer to each other, and in the intervals between their conversations, they could clearly see each other's faces with the naked eye.

Utrecht's face was cold. Without saying a word, he raised the black, supreme artifact of destruction, the spear, and thrust it forward.

The spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, carried a devastating force, tearing through space and leaving a twisted black trail behind it.

Lynn casually slashed with his sword, but the sword energy easily neutralized the attack, and the aftershocks caused the turbulent currents to stir up dazzling streams of light.

Utrecht looked surprised, but without hesitation launched a series of attacks. His spear danced like a storm, and countless black streaks of light resembled terrifying arrows, each one capable of easily killing an ordinary Overlord.

Lynn was completely unafraid, easily deflecting the attacks with his longsword and counterattacking, putting Utred under some pressure for a moment. He stared at the translucent longsword in disbelief.

"This material looks like divine essence? You can actually melt divine essence to forge a weapon!"

Lynn laughed and said, "That's right, this is the Divine Artifact!"

As they spoke, the two drew closer.

Utrecht sneered as he raised the supreme artifact and thrust it forward with full force, his heart brimming with confidence.

"Ding--!"

The divine artifact and the supreme artifact clashed head-on, with neither being at a disadvantage.

Utrecht was suddenly crushed by a tremendous force, barely managing to steady himself and stalemate with it. He looked at Lynn in surprise, "You actually have the physique of a main artifact!"

Lynn didn't nag. He emitted mysterious blue light particles around his body, and his strength leaped again. He swept away the supreme artifact with a swift slash, and then, with a speed beyond Utred's comprehension, he severed Utred's right arm holding the gun. Before he could react, the translucent blade was already pressed against his forehead, and blood seeped from his skin.

In an instant, the scene fell into dead silence.

The watching gods were dumbfounded. The Lord of Destruction had been defeated so quickly?

"you……"

Utrecht's face turned pale, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. His mind was struggling to keep up with the sudden change in reality, and he couldn't understand how Lynn could be so powerful.

"If I wanted to kill you, it would be very simple."

Lynn said casually, glancing at the Supreme Artifact that was being controlled by Utred's thoughts and was about to act, paying attention to it but not being too nervous.

As long as there is a significant difference in basic strength, even the supreme artifact cannot pose a threat. In the end, it is just a weapon with high amplitude attack power and hard materials.

"As punishment for your attack on me, I hereby sever the Supreme Artifact's bond with me."

Utrecht sensed the impending threat of death emanating from the blade and, weighing the pros and cons, had no choice but to grit his teeth and compromise.

He didn't understand why Lynn didn't kill him, as he could have obtained the supreme artifact or even the divine status, but he didn't have time to think about that now.

The supreme artifact was released from its mastery, and Lynn casually took it and refined it with his blood, making it his own.

At this moment, more gods descended into the spatial turbulence, including the Fate Master Of, who was accompanied by Lynn's lightning master clone!
"I see……"

Upon seeing Lynn's lightning god clone, Utrecht immediately understood many things.

But when he learned the details, he was still shocked.

"Hulley is dead... Lynn actually had a hidden alter ego..."

Auf said helplessly, "I am ashamed of my inferiority when I fight Lord Lynn. I even lost to him in the supreme artifact of destiny."

He was extremely unsettled. He had seriously underestimated Lynn before. This man had been hiding his strength very well. Now that he had accumulated enough strength, he revealed it and caught everyone off guard. But he was still more impressed than anything else.

Utrecht smiled wryly and said, "Me too."

The gods gathered in the chaotic sea of ​​hell, on a desolate black island.

As Lynn's several bodies merged into one, he immediately sensed a peculiar change in the magnetic field.

With the original body at its core, the five god-level magnetic fields of lightning, destruction, life, death, and destiny within the soul space begin to resonate with each other, forming a subtle cycle that affects both the soul and the body.

For some reason, Lynn had some insights. Destruction, fate, life, and death are concepts, without substance.

Lightning is a real substance.

One is illusory, the other real, like the interplay of yin and yang.

"This change should be a good thing."

Lynn thought to himself.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly.

time flies……

The main gods descended one after another; most of them came. A few others remained in the material plane, which we can ignore.

"Lynn...sir, you are truly a man of great talent."

The projection of the Death Sovereign spoke with a complex expression. She already knew the details, that Lynn had defeated Utrecht and Of, and taken their supreme artifact. This strength surpassed all the main gods, making him the undisputed strongest ruler. Even the way he was addressed had changed, as this was the respect due to the strong.

The ruler of life had a beautiful face filled with amazement, and her heart was in turmoil. She thought to herself, "No one can defeat Lynn now. Even if my older sister and I join forces, we probably will have a hard time resisting him."

In terms of individual combat strength alone, she is no stronger than Utred. After all, they are both Great Perfection Sovereigns and have supreme attack artifacts with compatible attributes. Since even Utred suffered a crushing defeat, there is no difference if she goes up against him.

The Lord of Light, Augusta, was shocked and worried. His biggest trump card was that he and Of were the same person. When he heard that Of had been defeated by Lynn and lost the Supreme Artifact, he almost thought he was dreaming.

after awhile……

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Lynn said with a smile, "I have something to announce: the Wind Ruler, Lan Yu, is my son."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Lan Yu, who smiled and nodded.

The Death Sovereign's beautiful eyes widened, as if she were seeing Lynn in a new light. She shook her head with a wry smile and exclaimed, "You're really something. You've deceived all of us."

Lynn said helplessly, "There was nothing I could do. At that time, I didn't dare let you know that I had two supreme divine artifacts. I had to find a way to divert your attention. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome if you had asked the Underworld God to make a supreme divine oath to inquire about it."

The Lord of Death suddenly realized, but also asked curiously, "Back then, you obtained the Wind Godhead in the spatial turbulence?"

She had searched for it before, but to no avail.

Lynn shook his head and denied it, saying, "No, I was lucky and found it by chance from a mythical beast."

luck!

The gods looked at each other strangely, but they had no choice but to believe it.

Lynn said seriously, "If you are willing to hand over the third token, I can owe you a favor."

Without much hesitation, the Lord of Death nodded and agreed, "Okay."

She knew she had no other choice; it was only because Lynn was willing to give her face that she could resist his direct robbery.

The Dark Lord flattered him with a fawning expression, "I propose a re-evaluation of the status of the main gods. With Lord Lynn's strength, he should be ranked as the strongest ruler!"

These words were met with unanimous agreement from the rulers of each faction.

"Okay, I support it!"

"That makes perfect sense!"

Regardless of what these rulers think in their hearts, Lynn's fist is currently the strongest, which is an indisputable fact. It's a dog-eat-dog world, and they have no choice but to accept it.

If the sovereign has made such a statement, what chance do the middle and lower-ranking gods have?

Everyone voiced their agreement; no one dared to be reckless and oppose it.

The main god born from the material plane is relatively safe, but everyone else is in a state of fear, afraid of being targeted by Lynn, with nowhere to hide.

Lynn nodded calmly, and the group began to rank themselves according to their strength.

First Tier: Heavenly Punishment Overlord!
The name was chosen by Lynn, who inherited the name of Hurley's Heavenly Punishment Continent. He thought it was good and was too lazy to change it.

The Law of Lightning is the power of judgment in the magical universe, as Hongmeng himself stated in the original work.

Hurley was originally unworthy of respect, only relying on having an extra lower-level god avatar, making him ten times stronger than other ordinary rulers. This advantage was not enough to be considered as having the power to control judgment.

Now it's Lynn's turn, and she truly deserves the title!
Second Tier: Masters of Life!
She alone occupies the second tier.

The third tier: Lords of Fate, Lords of Destruction, Lords of Death.

The first two were both at the Great Perfection stage, but because they lost the Supreme Artifact, their status was not as high as that of the Lord of Life.

The Death Sovereign is not at the Great Perfection stage and does not possess a Supreme Artifact, but as the first life form in the Underworld, he has a powerful bloodline talent and also possesses the Heart of the Underworld and the physique of a Master Artifact. Considering all factors, he is qualified to be included in this category.

The fourth tier consists of the four divine beasts: Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Darkness, and Light.

Fifth tier: Mid-level main gods, and lower-level main gods at the Great Perfection stage.

Sixth Tier: Lower-Ranking Gods.

Regarding the main artifact, the agreement with the chief god's messenger remains unchanged.

Although Lynn also had a large family with many descendants, he did not want the main artifact to become rampant in the circle of god-level powerhouses, causing many people to compete with each other, which was meaningless.

Hunting down the chief god...

Lynn could do it, but she didn't need to.

He no longer has any more divine clones.

His descendants also have a son who is a master of the wind element, not to mention a lower-level divine status in the lower realm.

In the future, we can consider rewarding outstanding descendants; that would be enough.

The gods had no objection to this division of order and status.

After the meeting, the gods dispersed, each with their own subtle and complex feelings, but they all tacitly agreed on one thing.

The era of divine punishment and domination has arrived.

Lynn didn't care what they thought; he returned to the Underworld and went straight to Netherworld Mountain.

Inside the purplish-black main god's palace.

The Lord of Death, seated atop his black throne and enveloped in the power of the supreme god, sensed Lynn flying towards him. He sighed softly, walked to the entrance of the hall, took a deep breath to compose himself, and bowed slightly to greet him, saying, "Lord Lynn!"

This scene sent a chill down the spine of the silver snake maid, Yin Nawei, who served her closely. On the surface, she remained calm, but inwardly she found it hard to believe.

She knew Lynn; she was the Ghost God of the Underworld, and even the Green Leaf God of the Life God Realm, and had visited the Palace of Rulers several times.

But what's going on now?!

Lynn smiled and said, "No need for formalities, just give me the things and I'll be going."

The Lord of Death nodded, his slightly subtle expression quickly returning to normal. He then coldly retrieved the Supreme God's token from his spatial ring.

Lynn left after receiving it.

The Lord of Death watched his retreating figure grow smaller and smaller, remained silent for a long while, then sighed softly and turned back into the palace.

(End of this chapter)