The God of Heavens

Chapter 155 Three Hundred Thousand Giant Elephant Particles

The ruins of the Ascension to Immortality, the thirty-first heaven.

Lin Yu stepped inside. The rain was pouring down. In the pitch-black space ahead, it seemed as if a real, vast world was hidden, with shadowy figures moving about in the night rain.

"Kengkeng!"

A crimson lightning bolt ripped through the night sky, illuminating the muddy road. Several squads of soldiers in ancient armor, wielding black iron halberds and spears, were patrolling in the rain.

"The heavenly soldiers of the Feathered Divine Dynasty?"

Lin Yu scanned the area ahead and saw that the soldiers were wearing the same armor described in ancient texts as that of the celestial soldiers of the Feathered Divine Dynasty from over two hundred thousand years ago. He immediately understood.

"boom!"

A group of heavenly soldiers spotted Lin Yu, this uninvited guest, and charged straight at him.

Five hundred heavenly soldiers formed a square formation, wearing ancient armor and wielding black swords and iron halberds, advancing step by step with an aura as powerful as a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

These heavenly soldiers all possessed extraordinary auras and cultivation levels, demonstrating the remarkable strength of the Feathered Divine Dynasty back then.

He acted decisively, unleashing a burst of pure fire that swept across the sky, turning the pitch-black night rain into a dazzling, radiant light.

"puff!"

Without any suspense, the Celestial Fire destroyed everything, and all the celestial soldiers were reduced to ashes. Even when these celestial soldiers formed a battle formation, they still posed no threat to Lin Yu.

He knew that these heavenly soldiers were mostly summoned by array patterns and were almost immortal. Killing them would be of no use, so he had no intention of getting entangled with them and headed straight for the depths of the world.

Traveling swiftly, Lin Yu entered the mountainous region, which was filled with a terrifying aura. Without stopping, he arrived at a hill, which was the cemetery of the Heavenly Soldiers.

Looking down, the rain was pouring down. Many of the stone tablets in the cemetery in front of him had fallen over, and many ancient tombs had cracked open, revealing countless white bones crawling out and rapidly growing flesh and blood. These were the heavenly soldiers that Lin Yu had encountered before.

Within the mausoleum of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, countless generations of celestial soldiers are buried. However, they only live for a few days before turning to dust. To others, these constantly resurrected celestial soldiers may be a nuisance, but to him, they represent a rare opportunity.

"Hellforge, open!"

With a soft shout, a furnace as radiant as the golden sun flew out from between his brows, swelling in the wind and instantly transforming into a gigantic furnace hundreds of feet tall, hovering in the air. Countless ancient runes flowed across the furnace's surface, emanating a terrifying aura that could devour the heavens and earth.

"Rumble--"

The moment the furnace was activated, the entire cemetery trembled violently. The heavenly soldiers who had just crawled out of their graves, before they could fully recover their flesh and blood, were pulled towards the furnace by an irresistible suction force.

"Roar!"

A celestial soldier roared in defiance, its halberd slashing wildly, yet it couldn't even touch the edge of the furnace. Its body began to disintegrate in mid-air, transforming into the purest life essence, which was then completely devoured by the furnace.

"boom!"

A series of explosions came from Lin Yu's body. A hundred particles awakened at the same time, transforming into a giant elephant phantom that surged and roared through his meridians.

"Only a hundred?" Lin Yu frowned slightly.

"It seems that it was because I ventured into the Feathered Ascension Ruins alone."

Without other cultivators entering, the Heavenly Soldiers Cemetery cannot be replenished. These Heavenly Soldiers have only temporarily revived and cannot be truly equated with living powerful beings.

However, if the quality isn't good enough, quantity will make up for it!

"Since the energy provided by a single celestial soldier is meager, let's refine more!"

Without further hesitation, Lin Yu unleashed the full power of the Hell Furnace, its terrifying suction enveloping the entire cemetery. As soon as the celestial soldiers crawled out of their graves, they were forcibly pulled into the furnace, transforming into a torrent of energy that surged into Lin Yu's body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The particles awakened one after another, ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand. Countless particles surged and roared within Lin Yu's body, transforming into the phantoms of ancient primordial giant elephants. These giant elephants intertwined, forming a magnificent and grand totem.

Forty thousand, fifty thousand, sixty thousand. The particles continued to explode, and Lin Yu stopped counting, completely immersed in the thrill of his surging power.

He simply lifted the restrictions, letting the Hellforge run wild, turning the entire cemetery into his training ground, and thus began his enjoyable monster-hunting journey.

"happy!"

Lin Yu let out a long roar, and divine light burst forth from every pore of his body. Every inch of his flesh and blood was undergoing a transformation, his bones emitted thunderous crackling sounds, and strange phenomena of stars flowing beneath his skin were faintly visible.

Seventy thousand, eighty thousand, ninety thousand.
As more and more particles awakened, Lin Yu's body began to undergo a qualitative change. His hair became as lustrous as jade, each strand forming its own space; his flesh and blood cells constantly reorganized, transforming into miniature worlds. Now, he was like a perfect creation composed of countless crystal walls.

100,000, 150,000
His power continued to grow wildly, and Lin Yu felt as if he had transformed into a giant who could create the world, capable of piercing through the void with a single punch. His meridians and divine sea expanded dozens of times, and their solidity also increased dozens of times.

When more than two thousand celestial soldiers had been refined, the energy within the mausoleum finally began to deplete. The light of the Hell Furnace gradually dimmed, and the last trace of life essence was absorbed by Lin Yu.

"call--"

Lin Yu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes revealing a restrained divine light. At this moment, the number of awakened particles within his body had reached 280,000, each containing the immense power to suppress heaven and earth.

He clenched his fist lightly, and the surrounding space groaned in pain as if it were about to collapse. Now, with his physical strength alone, he was enough to crush a Saint King, and even challenging opponents of higher levels was no problem for him.

"It's time to move on." Lin Yu put away the Hell Furnace and turned his gaze to the depths of the cemetery.

Soon, he found the stone gate and entered the thirty-second level of the small world. It was dark here, but thankfully there was no heavy rain.

There are no heavenly soldiers inside; all those guarding this place are Dao-slaying kings. If these Yin soldiers were to escape from the ruins, the coffins of the ancestors of all the holy lands would probably be turning in their graves.

Heavenly generals and kings roam freely, and ordinary people who enter are certain to die; there is no way to survive. However, to Lin Yu, they are like ants, no different from the heavenly soldiers in front of him.

He could kill several saints, let alone kings. With a casual move, he killed all the celestial generals and found the entrance to the next level. Unfortunately, the number of celestial generals was limited, only about a few dozen, which could only help him awaken 20,000 particles.

As soon as Lin Yu stepped into this small world, he saw a stone tablet with several ancient characters engraved on it:

Thirty-three layers of heaven.

It was very quiet here. Lin Yu looked up and gazed into the distance. At the center of the world stood a magnificent palace, radiating a soft light that illuminated the entire small world.

The oppressive atmosphere here was so intense you could hear your own heartbeat; it was utterly eerie. Before the magnificent palace stood an ancient altar, its surface etched with blood grooves, its age unknown. This was a mysterious sacrificial site; it wasn't hard to imagine the scene of immortals in the past, their blood used to irrigate the altar, the blood flowing down the grooves in streaks of crimson.

Lin Yu leaped into the air and landed at the very top of the altar. At the top of the altar, something radiated brilliant light, which was the source of the palace's splendor, exuding peace and holiness.

There was a vibrant green object there, dreamlike and ethereal, as if life flowed within it, crystal clear, several times more beautiful than the most perfect chalcedony in the world.

This object exudes an extraordinary aura, as if it transcends the mortal world; it is clearly a divine object. It is full of vitality, and its surface is adorned with countless teardrops.

"Immortal Tears of Green Gold".

A fist-sized piece of immortal gold was sealed within the divine source, isolated from the world, untouched by the ravages of time, flawless and pure, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and was enshrined on the altar.

Lin Yu carefully took it off. This was the fourth type of immortal metal he had obtained, but unfortunately it was only the size of a fist and not enough to forge a powerful weapon.

He then turned his gaze to the four stone spheres on the altar. They were only the size of a fist, perfectly round, and motionless.

Lin Yu scanned the area with his divine eyes and discovered that four God-Slaying Insects were sealed within the divine source, coiled like dragons, and were guardians left behind by the Feathered God Dynasty.

"click"

He pointed, and the four pieces of divine source cracked open. The divine insects that coiled like snakes instantly awoke, unfurling their foot-long bodies like four hornless little dragons, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The four divine insects radiated golden light, incredibly sharp. With the slightest movement, they charged like a thousand horses, swift as lightning, attacking the intruders with a terrifying aura that swept across the sky.

"boom!"

Lin Yu remained expressionless as he stretched out his massive hand, which blotted out the sky. Chaotic energy permeated between his fingers, and earth, water, fire, and wind surged, creating a small world that distorted the void and enveloped the four small dragons.

The divine insect, sealed by Lin Yu, kept crashing into the world within his palm, producing a clanging sound that was extremely jarring.

"Susu!"

Countless dark golden snowflakes fell, swirling and disappearing into the divine insect's body, sealing all its divine power and flesh. The divine insect struggled a few times, then fell silent.

The Beast Taming Talisman was activated, imprinting itself on the core of the divine insect. The insect's ferocity vanished, and it became docile and affectionate, gently swaying its body as it moved through the void around Lin Yu, bringing with it wisps of golden light.

Lin Yu examined the four divine insects. These four divine insects had very pure bloodlines and could be called semi-divine insects. Their cultivation was close to that of a semi-saint, and their physical bodies were even stronger than those of saints, capable of penetrating any flesh and blood.

Even when the four insects joined forces, they were not at a disadvantage against ordinary saints. Unfortunately, they could only surrender when facing Lin Yu.

"boom"

Lin Yu exerted his strength, shaking the altar open. Smoke and dust billowed up, and the altar, which exuded an eerie aura, collapsed with a crash, revealing a stone palace.

Countless blood pools converged into the interior of the altar, the stone walls were black and red, and a malevolent aura permeated the air. It is not hard to imagine that countless ages ago, this place was often filled with blood for human sacrifice.

This stone palace, located beneath the altar, is extremely small, barely a meter high, yet its craftsmanship is exquisite, resembling a miniature immortal celestial palace. If it were magnified a thousand times, it would surely be magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Lin Yu opened the stone palace, and in an instant, golden light shone brightly, dazzling and eye-catching.

Inside the one-meter-high stone hall, two creatures, each a meter long, coiled like real dragons, their bodies glowing. They were as majestic as real dragons, their powerful bodies inspiring awe.

Among them is a stone box, carved with dragons and phoenixes, shaped like a coffin.

Nine-layered coffin of the gods!
These two God-Slaying Insects had reached the Ancient Saint realm in their lifetimes. Although they were not pure-blooded Ancestral Insects, they were nearly identical. Their physical bodies were incomparably powerful, capable of killing even Saints. If they were released from their ruins, they would be enough to destroy a Holy Land.

Unfortunately, they were ultimately just two remains. Upon closer inspection, two holes were found in the divine source blocks that sealed them, the origin of which was drilled at some unknown time. This meant that they had broken free of their seal, and although they later returned, they had ultimately damaged the perfect seal of the divine source. Even after returning to the divine source, the effect of slowing down the passage of time was far less than before, and they eventually perished over the long years.

However, these insect-type sacred bodies are inherently immortal, and with their divine essence preserved, they appear almost lifelike at first glance. Furthermore, because they were once saint-level god-devouring insects, their corpses naturally exude a boundless holy aura.

When ancient sages passed away, they often chose to merge their bodies with heaven and earth, and few preserved their physical bodies intact. The remains of these two divine insects are stronger than the bodies of ordinary sages, making them excellent materials for refining external avatars.

Lin Yu stared at the remains of the two Saint-level God-Slaying Insects, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Although these two Saint-level insect corpses are precious, they seem somewhat useless to him—he possesses Angel Wings and the Gates of Hell, giving him maximum mobility, so he doesn't need any additional avatars.

Moreover, these two God-Slaying Insect remains are only at the Saint level. If they choose to transform, why not use the Heavenly Emperor's son, whose potential is much greater?

Turning his gaze to the four semi-divine insects swimming beside him, Lin Yu had already made his decision. These four divine insects had pure bloodlines and their physical bodies had reached the Saint level; only their cultivation was still one step short.

If they could devour these two Saint-level insect corpses and supplement them with his life essence, it might help them break through their limitations.

"Since that's the case, I might as well grant your wish," Lin Yu murmured, raising his hand to summon the Hell Furnace.

"boom--"

A dark gold furnace loomed overhead, its mouth spewing forth chaotic energy, while celestial fire blazed fiercely within. Two saint-level insect corpses were thrown into it, instantly radiating golden light. The insect bodies gradually decomposed in the flames, transforming into the purest essence of blood.

Sensing the shared aura, the four semi-divine insects hissed excitedly and eagerly circled the furnace.

With a flick of his finger, Lin Yu channeled a wisp of life essence, as dazzling as a galaxy, into the furnace, where it mingled with the essence of the insect corpses. In an instant, divine light soared into the sky from within the furnace, and the four divine insects greedily devoured this immense energy, each scale gleaming with dazzling golden light.

However, just as their aura reached its peak, a sudden change occurred. The four divine insects abruptly stopped swimming, their golden light receding, and they curled up into four dazzling golden cocoons in the void, falling into a deep slumber.

"Hmm?" Lin Yu was slightly surprised, but then he understood.

The essence of these two sacred insects was too domineering, and combined with his life force, the four divine insects needed time to digest this enormous energy. Once they emerged from their cocoons, they would complete their metamorphosis.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yu stored the four golden cocoons into his inner world, then turned his gaze to the stone box carved with dragons and phoenixes.

This is an ancient stone box, only four fingers wide and less than the length of a palm, shaped like a miniature coffin, with simple and natural patterns carved on its surface.

Upon closer inspection, one can see blurred ancient patterns of the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, and insects. These patterns seem to have existed since time immemorial, exuding an aura of vicissitudes.

The most striking feature is the tiny runes hidden among the patterns of the sun, moon, and stars. They are extremely complex and profound, almost worn smooth by the long years, yet they still faintly exude a mysterious Daoist charm.

This is the nine-layered coffin of the ancient Silkworm Emperor from the Primordial Era!

Lin Yu gazed at the Nine-Layered Coffin of the Gods in his hand, a playful smile appearing on his lips. His connection with the Divine Silkworm Clan was truly wondrous.

First, he rescued the Divine Silkworm Princess, then he took in the younger brother of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor to "work" in the Yao Guang Holy Land, and now even the true body of this ancient emperor has fallen into his hands.

This palm-sized, mysterious stone coffin is a single, solid piece, seemingly carved by human hands. If activated with holy blood, it might be able to open and release the ancient emperor slumbering within.

"The Divine Silkworm undergoes nine transformations, each transformation representing a new life."

Lin Yu gently stroked the runes on the coffin that had been worn smooth by time. This ancient emperor should be in the eleventh transformation period at this moment.

He didn't disturb them, casually storing the ancient coffin into his inner world. The Divine Silkworm Clan owed him such a great debt of karma that he wasn't afraid even if the Ancient Emperor of the Divine Silkworm Clan awakened.

The thirty-fourth layer of the small world.

Ghosts roamed the mountains and fields, their eerie cries sending chills down one's spine.

Everywhere were shadowy figures and wild corpses, covering every inch of land like grass and trees. Countless black ghostly hands danced, as endless as the weeds.

"I've fallen into a den of ghosts."

Lin Yu complained, "It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call this place hell; it's a paradise for vengeful ghosts!"
In this small world, there is a mountain shaped like a volcano, shrouded in bands of demonic mist. Black gas spews out from the mountain mouth, accompanied by ghostly wails and howls. There are countless monstrous corpses crawling outwards.

"The former number one dragon vein in the Central Plains has been ruined like this. The Feathered Divine Dynasty has not only harmed people greatly, but is also a master of courting death."

Ancient corpses and vengeful ghosts, with withered bodies, skin and bones, empty eyes, jet-black bodies, and long, sharp fingernails like iron hooks, were extremely ferocious. They were the ghost army that once conquered the world in the past of the Feathered Divine Dynasty.

Within the towering black mountain, countless ghosts and monsters continuously spewed forth from the mountain pass like a fountain. In an instant, the entire small world was filled with a dense, countless ghostly mountains and seas, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Lin Yu gazed at the vast army of corpse demons covering the mountains and plains, a cold smile playing on his lips. Although these demons were numerous, they were all second-rate creatures, not even worthy of his use of the furnace.

"Gate of Hell, open!"

With a soft shout, a dark golden vortex suddenly split open in the void. A chilling wail emanated from the vortex, seemingly connecting to the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hells.

"Waaaaah—"

Amidst howling winds, a terrifying suction force swept across the entire small world. Before the menacing ghouls could even get close, they were pulled and twisted by this force, pulled into the vortex like tattered rags.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

Desiccated corpses exploded in mid-air, turning into black powder. The vengeful spirits let out shrill screams, but were instantly shredded to pieces upon contact with the edge of the vortex. The entire small world was undergoing a great cleansing, with countless ghostly figures surging towards the gates of hell like a tidal wave.

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind. These low-level ghosts weren't even enough to fill his teeth; throwing them into the hellish realm to be crushed was the easiest way to deal with them.

"roar--"

A chilling, deafening howl shook the heavens and earth. From the black mountain pass, a disheveled ghost king emerged, its two eye sockets flashing like divine lamps.

It was hundreds of feet tall, much larger than other ghouls. It could take a few steps down a mountain and stomp down a mountain, causing mountains and rivers to collapse.

"interesting."

Lin Yu calmly raised his hand, and dazzling divine light burst forth from his fingertips. In an instant, countless dark golden chains of divine order shot out from the void, entangling the Ghost King like a net.

"Ow!"

The Ghost King struggled frantically, only to see countless ancient runes appear on the divine chains. With each rune that lit up, the Ghost King's body shrank a little. In just a few breaths, the enormous creature, originally hundreds of feet tall, was compressed into a palm-sized black ball of light.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Upon seeing this, the dozen or so demon kings that rushed out afterward were enraged. The iron chains binding their bodies rattled, and they spewed out mysterious light from their mouths, crowding the mountain pass.

"Well done!"

Lin Yu was not surprised but delighted. He formed a hand seal, and a dark golden divine ring appeared behind him. As the divine ring rotated, countless chains of divine order shot out like living things, precisely binding each ghost king.

"This will be a good opportunity to add a few gatekeeper bosses to the Void Realm."

With a thought, he dragged all the bound ghost kings into the hellish plane. There, they would undergo the most thorough purification and transformation, ultimately becoming special NPCs in the Void Realm for cultivators to challenge.

Lin Yu lightly flicked his sword finger, and the chaotic sword energy slashed down like the creation of the world. The black mountain collapsed with a roar, and the broken stones turned into dust before they even hit the ground, disappearing without a trace in the gale.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a deep, dark hole was revealed, its entrance a hundred feet in diameter, its edges as neat as if cut by a knife, as if leading to the deepest hell.

Lin Yu stood in mid-air, looking down into the cave—here, deep within the earth's veins, stood a temple, the path leading to the thirty-fifth level.

Deep within the earth's veins lay countless withered bones, their tattered armor turning to dust at the slightest touch. These were all the dead soldiers, and countless vengeful spirits, all transformed from them.

"There are still quite a few who slipped through the net."

Lin Yu's eyes flashed like lightning as he discovered dozens of demon kings lurking deep within the earth's veins. These demons sensed the presence of a living person and were about to pounce, but froze on the spot the moment they saw the person's face.

"A family should always be together!"

Lin Yu's lips curled into a cold smile, and with a clenched fist in his right hand, the Gates of Hell burst open behind him.

"Come in!"

Dozens of dark gold chains burst forth like dragons from a raging torrent, instantly piercing through the earth's veins. Before the ghost kings hiding underground could even react, the chains wrapped around their necks, dragging them out like skewers of candied hawthorns.

"The Void Realm is still short a few gatekeeper ghost generals." Lin Yu chuckled and snapped his fingers, the chains rattling as they dragged all the ghost kings into the gates of hell. "Perfect timing to assign you some positions."

The depths of the earth's veins suddenly became quiet. Lin Yu clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned around, pushed open the temple door, and entered the thirty-fifth level of the small world.

The place was completely silent. Ahead lay a series of magnificent palaces with many stone carvings. The carvings all revolved around the statue of the deity enshrined in the lower levels of the world, telling ancient myths and legends.

And within the ancient gate tower, there is a real statue of a deity, the same person, resembling a Buddha, yet also an old farmer, indistinct and unclear. He is none other than the ancestor of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, the Feathered Emperor.

"You came"

The voice drifted from the ancient gate, and then a young Taoist boy, who looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, stepped out. He had rosy lips and white teeth, and his face was full of spiritual energy, but when he spoke, his voice was unusually old.

Meanwhile, atop another magnificent palace, a pretty little girl looked down at the crowd and said coldly, "You've got some nerve."

The girl had a pure and innocent appearance, but her voice sounded like that of an old woman.

There was a boy and a girl, two young Taoist disciples, both around eleven or twelve years old. They were as beautiful as celestial children in a painting, surrounded by spiritual energy. However, their mature demeanor and tone of voice contrasted sharply with their youthful appearance.

At this moment, they were looking down at Lin Yu, who had just walked in through the stone gate of the temple.

Next to each stone carving in the palace that resembles an emperor ascending to heaven, there are two Daoist boys. And the appearance of these two Daoist boys is exactly the same as that of the man and woman in front of us!

(End of this chapter)