The God of Heavens

Chapter 145 Returning to Yao Guang
A gentle breeze swept by, and the last wisp of lightning dissipated from the scorched earth. This extraordinary tribulation had come to an end. Only the crisscrossing lightning strike marks on the ground bore witness to the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place.

Although the divine thought possesses the cultivation of a king and can kill holy figures at will, it might even awaken the Dao fruit of its past life if it disregards everything, but it is completely restrained by the heavenly tribulation.

He preemptively used the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron to collect the human skin, completely sealing off any escape route. A sky full of lightning transformed into a net, trapping this extremely yin and evil thought. No matter how powerful it was, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, it could only struggle futilely before the tribulation of heaven and earth.

This seemingly overwhelming battle was in fact a meticulously planned and deadly trap, with every step carefully calculated. In the end, this ancient malevolent thought that once terrified all living beings could only be reduced to ashes by lightning.

Lin Yu successfully transcended his tribulation, his cultivation reaching the peak of the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm, only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the second level. Before the tribulation clouds had even dissipated, he had already activated his profound technique to absorb all the remaining lightning power.

"boom!"

A thousand thunderbolts seemed to explode within his body, and the supreme divine power surged forth like a celestial river, rushing towards his limbs and bones. A thousand giant elephant particles were the first to awaken, unleashing a deafening roar. Immediately afterwards, two thousand particles awakened in succession, outlining a magnificent picture of ancient giant elephants galloping through his meridians.

“Crack—”

With a series of crisp cracking sounds, three thousand, five thousand, and seven thousand particles awakened one after another. In the end, a total of fifty-two thousand giant elephant particles were revived simultaneously, each containing a terrifying power capable of destroying mountains and shattering peaks.

Divine light burst forth from every pore of Lin Yu's body, and a colossal phantom of a primordial elephant, towering between heaven and earth, vaguely appeared behind him. As it roared to the sky, even the remaining tribulation clouds were shaken apart.

At this moment, his physical strength alone was enough to shake mountains and rivers.

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his gaze sweeping across every inch of this Immortal Burial Minor World like lightning. After months of exploration, all the treasures of this world had been acquired, and now only the last—and most precious—treasure remained.

"This small world itself is the greatest creation."

He murmured to himself, his fingertips tracing the void, creating ripples of laws. This small world, conceived in the primordial era, contained complete primordial laws, its value far exceeding any divine weapon or treasure. Even if ordinary cultivators discovered it, they could only sigh in despair—to completely seize a small world required the methods of a sage.

"Coincidentally, I am the exception among these 'non-saints.'"

Lin Yu's lips curled slightly as he surveyed the immortal burial ground, which had undergone the baptism of lightning tribulation. He formed hand seals, and the Hell Furnace within his body roared to life, unleashing a torrent of divine light.

"receive!"

With a soft shout, the heavens and earth trembled. Behind him, a dark, phantom world appeared, its hellish scenery faintly visible. Countless chains of divine order extended from the void, enveloping the entire core area of ​​the Immortal Burial Ground like a net.

"Rumble--"

The ten-thousand-foot jade platform trembled first, its five-colored divine jade radiating brilliant light, yet it could not resist the pull of the power of hell and began to slowly rise from the ground. Immediately afterward, the Taiyin True Water River surged upward, its pitch-black waters transforming into a black dragon, roaring as it disappeared into the phantom of hell.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Yu's forehead. Even with his current cultivation level, such a world-changing divine power was quite strenuous. But the light in his eyes intensified, and his hand seals changed once more:

"Hell's Forge, Refining Heaven and Earth!"

In an instant, the entire burial ground seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

"Rumble--"

With a deafening roar, the entire Immortal Burial Small World began to shrink. Mountains, rivers, ancient trees, and spiritual veins all transformed into streams of light and disappeared into the Hell Furnace.

Three hours later, the once vast small world had transformed into a dazzling sphere of light within the hellish plane, mirroring the sphere of light formed by the Heavenly Emperor's son's small world.

Lin Yu closed his eyes and looked inward, only to see two spheres of world origin suspended in the Hell Plane like the sun and moon.

The light sphere of the Immortal Burial Small World shone with five-colored rays of light, containing complete ancient laws; while the Heavenly Emperor's Son Small World gleamed with golden brilliance, full of vitality.

A month has passed, and Lin Yu has explored this small world of immortal burial to its fullest extent.

He stood in the void, gazing at the ravaged world beneath his feet, a slight smile playing on his lips. Those scattered fragments of divine artifacts, he thought, should be left to future generations of disciples of the Qishi Mansion who are destined to find them.

"It's time to go to the last place."

He took a step forward, and the space rippled like water. This immortal realm was vast and boundless, often measured in tens of thousands of miles. After his seventh traverse of the void, the scene before him suddenly changed.

"boom!"

An overwhelming killing intent swept over them, and before them stretched an ancient battlefield that seemed to stretch to the horizon.

The black mist was as dark as ink, and demonic clouds pressed down overhead. Every inch of scorched earth on the ground emanated a suffocating aura of malevolence. Most astonishingly, ancient roars echoed within the black mist:

"The Immortal Emperor!"

The roar of the Fighting Saint Emperor pierced through time and space, causing the void to tremble. Lin Yu's pupils contracted slightly; even with his current cultivation level, he felt his blood surging within the force of the sound.

"The Great Emperor's Array Pattern..."

He gazed into the depths of the battlefield, where shattered imperial laws intertwined. Faintly visible were scattered crimson bones, each piece radiating an oppressive aura that caused countless wails—the remains of the Supreme Emperor's corpse!

The dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron roared autonomously, unleashing countless rays of dark light. Lin Yu, however, slowly shook his head: "It's not time yet."

With his current strength, forcibly seizing the Emperor's corpse would be tantamount to suicide. Later, even a Great Sage from the Great Xia Dynasty, wielding the Supreme Emperor Sword, was unable to subdue the array patterns here. Moreover… He looked towards the end of the battlefield, where the space had long since shattered. This legendary path to immortality had been completely destroyed in that earth-shattering ancient war.

"It's time to go back."

Divine light emanated from Lin Yu's fingertips, tracing an arcane path in the void. The phantom of the ancient locust tree gradually materialized, spatial ripples flowing within its hollow. Before departing, he cast a final glance back at the battlefield, a profound glint in his eyes:
"I will retrieve this emperor's corpse when I attain sainthood."

With a single step, the world transformed. When Lin Yu reappeared, he was back under the ancient locust tree on the back mountain of Qishi Mansion. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if everything that had just happened was a dream.

However, the numerous treasures floating within the hellish furnace inside his body revealed the astonishing harvest he had just made:
The Taihuang Scripture, the skin of the Immortal Emperor, the coffin of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, the Taiyin True Water River, fragments of Immortal Tears Green Gold... and even a complete small world origin—these are all rare treasures.

"Indeed, being the first to explore is the key to success."

Lin Yu chuckled lightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the distance. This trip to the Immortal Abode not only greatly advanced his cultivation but also allowed him to accumulate a foundation that would make any holy land envious. Now, it was time to properly digest these gains.

Behind him, the ancient locust tree swayed gently. No one knew what kind of ransacked secret realm those eager cultivators would face when the Immortal Abode opened again.

Lin Yu stepped out of the void, and the majestic ancient city before him made his gaze slightly narrow. The city walls were over a thousand feet high, entirely cast from meteorite iron, and ancient array patterns flowed across the mottled surface.

"Anping, the ancient capital!"

He softly recited the ancient characters on the city gate. This imperial city, which had existed for seventy thousand years, was less a mortal kingdom and more a sacred place for cultivation. Spiritual springs gurgled in the streets, ancient herbs filled the air with fragrance, and the occasional passerby was at least at the Dao Palace realm.

"This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar."

A clear, melodious female voice drifted from the clouds. Princess Yu Die descended slowly in her nine-phoenix jade chariot. When she saw Lin Yu's face clearly, her pupils contracted sharply: "The Holy Son of Yao Guang?"

Lin Yu smiled and nodded. Three days ago, he had revealed his whereabouts at Qishi Mansion, and the news had indeed spread throughout Zhongzhou.

"The arrival of the Holy Son is a great honor for our Anping Kingdom." Yu Die quickly regained her composure. "Would you do me the honor of entering the palace for a chat?"

Stepping into the core area of ​​the imperial city, the scene was even more astonishing. Purple qi soared into the sky from the city center, forming a dragon shape, marking the convergence of dragon veins. The earth's essence flowed, creating an excellent pure land for cultivation.

"The Central Plains are indeed different from the Eastern Wilderness." Lin Yu looked around. "There are numerous ancestral veins underground, and major sects use cities to nurture the essence of heaven and earth, evolving into sacred cultivation grounds."

Yu Die smiled and explained, "Building cities and nurturing the veins, awakening the ancestral roots of the dragon veins, can make the spiritual energy of this pure land even more abundant. The capitals of the four immortal dynasties have almost all evolved into celestial capital divine kingdoms."

Lin Yu nodded thoughtfully. This cultivation method, which combines cities with the earth's veins, is indeed rare in the Eastern Wilderness. The entire ancient capital of Anping is practically a giant cultivation artifact.

Lin Yu strolled across the Central Plains, each step he took causing the earth's spiritual energy to surge. Along the way, he had already seen seven ancient cities with distinct styles, each containing a unique path of cultivation.

"Holy Son, please look, this Tianlan City has a history of fifty thousand years." The accompanying old guard pointed to the city shrouded in rosy light ahead, "Back then, it was just an ordinary spiritual vein. Through the secret methods cultivated by successive city lords, the essence of the earth vein is now as rich as liquid."

Lin Yu gazed intently and saw that the city's street layout subtly corresponded to the celestial constellations, with every building serving as a node in a grand formation. The spiritual energy exhaled by the cultivators within the city was more than twice as concentrated as that outside.

"Building the city is the vessel, nurturing the veins is the furnace." Lin Yu mused, "Indeed, it's ingenious."

The old guard respectfully replied, "Your Highness is wise. The great sects of Zhongzhou, with a history spanning ten thousand years, have imprinted their supreme Dao upon the cities. Over time, this naturally evolves into sacred lands for cultivation."

After passing through several ancient cities, Lin Yu stopped at a secluded cliff. The phantom image of the Gates of Hell appeared in his palm, sealing away all the insights he had gained along the way.

"It's time to go back."

As the gates of hell opened, Lin Yu's figure gradually blurred. Before disappearing completely, he glanced one last time at the Central Plains, a slight smile playing on his lips: "In my leisure time, I'll come back to appreciate the splendor of the four great dynasties."

Within the Divine Realm of Yao Guang Holy Land.

"boom--"

Lin Yu sat cross-legged deep within the Chaotic Cave Heaven, when a deafening roar suddenly erupted from within his body. He closed his eyes and concentrated, his consciousness sinking into the universe within his body, and the scene before him shook him to his core.

The once chaotic hellish plane now seemed to have evolved into a vast starry sky. Countless nebula-like feathers of light stretched out in the void, a breathtaking sight.

"I see." Lin Yu murmured to himself, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes.

With a slight thought, his perspective suddenly rose. At this moment, he seemed to be standing on the highest dimension, looking down at the two small worlds in the endless void below.

The Immortal Burial Minor World transformed into five-colored glazed mountains, suspended in the hellish landscape. On the surface of the mountains, the Taiyin True Water condensed into black streams that flowed slowly, each drop of water reflecting the complete patterns of the Primordial Laws.

The Heavenly Emperor's Small World is shaped like a gilded island. In the center of the island, every leaf of the Enlightenment Divine Tree shimmers with the patterns of the Great Dao of Life.

“Wonderful!”

Lin Yu couldn't help but admire it, reaching out to support it. To his astonishment, both worlds simultaneously appeared in his palm. From this supreme dimension, the world, a hundred miles in diameter, was no bigger than the palm of his hand, gently enveloped by an invisible spatial barrier.

With a gentle toss, the two worlds returned to their respective positions, like dust returning to the sea of ​​stars.

(End of this chapter)