The God of Heavens

Chapter 176 The human world has become filthy once again!
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The Purple Star trembled, and amidst the roar, the incomplete imperial formation of the Taiyin Divine Sect was completely torn apart, turning into a rain of light that dissipated between heaven and earth.

Above the sky, two imperial weapons radiated divine power. The purple-gold gourd swallowed chaos, and the Devouring Demon Jar shimmered with dark light. Their oppressive aura shook the mountain gate, and the lower-level disciples collapsed to the ground, powerless to escape.

“It’s over. It’s all over.” An elder knelt on the ground, gazing at the sky in despair.

"Want to go?"

Lin Yu's eyes turned cold, and his figure suddenly split into three. His main body continued to suppress the Taiyin Divine Sect, wielding the Devouring Demon Jar, while his three avatars teleported out like ghosts, surrounding the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

The three Pure Ones' bodies are connected by their qi, and the Purple Gold Gourd floats in the air, dropping countless strands of chaotic qi, completely sealing off the void within a radius of millions of miles.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that his retreat was cut off, the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Alliance suddenly shrank his true form and transformed into human form.

He hastily put away the blood-stained bronze halberd, and the forced smile on his face was more like a grimace: "Master of the Eight Views Palace, let's talk this out."

"Wait a minute?" Jin Hao was the first to jump out, his smile exceptionally bright despite being covered in blood. "Weren't you just saying you wanted to use us as a snack? Why are you talking so nicely now?"

Jin Yue clutched her injured shoulder and sneered, "You old bastard, where's your bravado?"

The Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Alliance's face twitched violently, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down: "I...I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have listened to the words of those traitors from the Taiyin Divine Sect!"

Jin Yao said indifferently, "You don't just know you're wrong, you know you're going to die!"

"Ha, bowing before bowing, it's laughable." A soft laugh came from afar. Lin Yu himself stood alone in the void, but this cold laugh struck the Heavenly Demon Alliance Leader like a thunderbolt, causing his feathers to stand on end.

Seeing that his pleas were futile, the Heavenly Demon Alliance Leader suddenly twisted his face, and monstrous demonic flames erupted around him: "My Heavenly Demon Alliance has occupied the ancient Ziwei Star for hundreds of thousands of years. If you dare to harm me in the slightest, one day this world will be stained with blood! Can you bear the enormous karmic consequences?"

"You cowards dare to talk about cause and effect? ​​The end of the Heavenly Demon Alliance is not far off."

Before the words were finished, the divine power of the Purple Gold Gourd suddenly erupted, like a cascading galaxy, suppressing everything below.

The Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Alliance roared repeatedly, his demonic flames raging, struggling wildly. But in the face of this supreme power, all resistance seemed pale and laughable.

Even a Great Sage is like an ant before a Quasi-Emperor's divine weapon!
"Do not--!"

Before the mournful roar could even be heard, the purple-gold gourd had already crushed everything. In an instant, heaven and earth trembled, and the void shattered. This powerful demon leader, who had dominated the Purple Star Realm, didn't even have time to utter a final scream before he exploded in the blazing divine light, his body and soul annihilated.

At the entrance of the Taiyin Divine Sect, Lin Yu exuded an imposing aura, while the four little ones behind him glared fiercely, their murderous intent overwhelming. The group strode confidently into the sect.

"Young man, don't push your luck!" An aged voice came from the depths of the Taiyin Divine Sect; it was none other than the Mingling Patriarch.

Lin Yu sneered, and the Devouring Demon Jar trembled slightly. A dark light, like a celestial blade, slashed down, shattering the mountain gate of the Taiyin Divine Sect. Dozens of palaces were reduced to ashes by this attack, revealing the panicked Taiyin Divine Sect members behind them.

"This is outrageous!" Lin Yu's voice was icy cold. "When you plotted against the Taiyin Human Emperor's lineage, you interfered, didn't you? Did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed again. The Devouring Demon Jar shone brightly with dark light, and a destructive divine ray shot straight into the depths of the Taiyin Divine Sect. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, all things were annihilated, and the entire ancestral land of the sect trembled violently under this attack.

"boom!"

The Devouring Demon Jar trembled violently in the void, and billions of dark rays poured down like a bursting dam in the Milky Way. The supreme imperial might swept across the eight wastelands, and the entire ancestral land of the Taiyin Divine Sect was as fragile as paper in the face of this power.

"No! You can't—" Ancestor Mingling's roar abruptly stopped. This Great Sage-level being didn't even have a chance to struggle before the supreme imperial might; he was instantly crushed into dust, leaving not even a trace.

Lin Yu stood in mid-air, his black hair flying wildly in the raging energy turbulence, coldly observing the chaotic Taiyin Divine Sect below. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying far and wide:

"The Duanmu clan is guilty of heinous crimes and should be exterminated. The other Taiyin disciples need to be carefully examined. Those who are evil will die, and those who are good can live, but their Taiyin True Scripture cultivation will be revoked."

Before the words were even finished, the four little ones charged into the Taiyin Divine Sect like tigers descending a mountain, killing anyone who stood in their way, leaving a trail of blood wherever they went.

"Ah! My cultivation!"

"Spare me! I'm willing to repent and start anew!"

Screams rose and fell, and the entire Taiyin Divine Sect was thrown into chaos.

The Devouring Demon Jar hung high in the sky, its dark light descending, suppressing everything. Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, coldly observing this reckoning. He didn't need to intervene further; the four little ones alone were enough to sweep away the entire Taiyin Divine Sect.

In a mere half-hour, this ancient and powerful sect had completely fallen. Within half an hour, the entire Taiyin Sect was either captured or killed. The sect leader, the Supreme Elder, the Divine Son Duanmu Ming, and other ringleaders were all captured alive, unable to die even if they wished for it.

"No, don't kill me!" Duanmu Ming collapsed to the ground, his face covered in blood, his former divine son's majesty completely gone.

Lin Yu looked at the Taiyin high-ranking officials who were bound by chains, his eyes icy: "When you slaughtered the bloodline of the Taiyin Human Emperor back then, did you ever give them a chance to beg for mercy?"

"Buzz!"

The void twisted, the gates of hell opened, and Lin Yu waved his hand, drawing all the high-ranking members of the Taiyin sect into the hellish plane. These people didn't even have time to scream before they vanished into the void vortex.

The Taiyin Divine Sect was now a living hell. Corpses littered the ruins, and blood stained the entire mountain gate. The pungent stench of blood filled the air, making one want to vomit.

Looking around, only a dozen or so trembling disciples remained alive within the vast cult.

"Get out of here." Lin Yu coldly swept his gaze over the survivors. "If you dare to cause trouble in the future, the Sun God Cult will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!" "Thank you for sparing our lives, sir!" The disciples felt as if they had been granted a pardon and knelt down to kowtow. With complex expressions, they took one last look at the mountain gate where they had lived for many years, and with the relief of surviving the calamity and the uncertainty about the future, they staggered away.

After everyone left, Lin Yu turned his gaze to the back mountain of the Taiyin Divine Sect. There, the air was thick with yin energy, and a dark patch of underworld land could be vaguely seen, with underworld bamboo swaying in the yin wind.

"Is this where they cultivate the Dark Bamboo?"

Lin Yu's face was ashen as he strode towards the back mountain. As they drew closer, a ghostly aura swept over them. When the group truly stepped into this netherworld, the scene before them sent chills down their spines.

In this desolate and ghostly place, yin fire blazes across the sky, white bones pile up like mountains, and the eerie atmosphere is like the deepest hell. Dozens of ghost bamboos stand tall within, their bodies entirely black and gold, straight and cold, densely covering the field of vision, like ghostly claws reaching out from hell.

The moment they stepped inside, a chilling wind arose. The branches and leaves of the ghost bamboo rustled together, emitting the wails of vengeful spirits, and ghostly figures bared their fangs and brandished their claws within the black mist.

"Just how many lives did the Duanmu clan kill to cultivate this Netherworld?"

"This entire clan deserves to die! May they be cast into hell and never be reincarnated!"

Legend has it that the Nether Bamboo grows in the Netherworld, nourished by the malevolent energy of ancient sacred corpses and supplemented by the sacred power of the Taiyin. Its quality surpasses even divine iron, making it the supreme material for forging deadly weapons. The appearance of such a large bamboo forest in the world is truly astonishing.

However, what is most shocking is that above each of those Nether Bamboo plants, there are five black skulls with seven orifices, as black as ink jade, floating.

From the seven orifices of the skull, the aura of a sage surged forth, pressing down from the heavens. The aura billowed from the seven orifices, like billowing smoke, creating a truly terrifying scene.

Those are the skulls of ancient sages!

These are the remains of the Taiyin Holy Emperor lineage!

Long ago, the descendants of the ancient Empress Taiyin were stripped of their inheritance and their entire clan was slaughtered. The Duanmu clan, utterly depraved, used the remains of the Holy Emperor's bloodline as nourishment, watering this Netherworld Bamboo Forest with their resentment. They even removed their heads and used evil magic to refine them into artifacts.

"Such behavior is intolerable to both heaven and earth!"

Lin Yu roared and formed hand seals. Blazing divine flames erupted from his palms, enveloping the entire Netherworld. The purification spell washed over this sinful land again and again until the sun set and the resentment dissipated.

He personally uprooted each of the Nether Bamboo stalks, letting these priceless, ferocious weapons turn to dust in his palm. Then, he carefully gathered the scattered corpses, using his supernatural powers to move mountains, and found a place where dragon veins converged in the ancestral land of the Taiyin Divine Sect.

"rise!"

With a shout, countless divine materials swirled into the air. Lin Yu pointed to the ground, forming a monument, and gathered soil to create a tomb. When the last piece of Soul-Suppressing Jade fell, the entire tomb radiated brilliant divine light. The sacred power of Taiyin and the pure Yang Daoist rhyme intertwined, finally allowing these unjustly deceased souls to find peace.

"not enough."

He raised his hand and tore through the void, pulling out the remnants of the Duanmu clan from the hellish plane. The demon god's seal fell, and these executioners instantly lost all their divine power, forced to kneel before the giant tomb.

Lin Yu flicked his finger and ignited their primordial spirits. The ghostly blue soul fire transformed into an ever-burning lamp, forever imprisoning their wails in this place.

The power of the dragon veins flows, ensuring that these sinners can live to a ripe old age—to use their remaining lives to repent day and night for the sins they committed in the past!

Ultimately, the world was filled with a thousand kinds of brilliance, a myriad of peace, and a riot of colors, with auspicious light shining everywhere.

A vast wind swept across the sky, and Lin Yu stood alone against the heavens, his robes fluttering in the wind. Behind him, the earth burned, and a new grave was erected.

"The path of cultivation should not be like this."

He looked at the land stained with blood, and thought of the deeds of many sects on the ancient star of Ziwei. The evil deeds of the Taiyin Divine Sect were not an isolated case, but they were just more unscrupulous.

"If even a descendant of the human emperor's bloodline can end up like this, what about ordinary mortals?"

Lin Yu's eyes were deep, his thoughts churning.

The Taiyin Ancient Human Emperor rose to power when humanity was at its lowest point, sweeping away all enemies in the world and creating a safe haven for humanity.

It is lamentable that their descendants suffered a terrible fate, their remains even being forged into evil artifacts. And the Duanmu clan is merely a microcosm of the many great sects on the ancient star of Ziwei.

"The cultivation world... has long been corrupt."

His divine sense swept across the ancient star Ziwei and saw countless lineages high above, regarding all living beings as worthless weeds.

The evil deeds of the Taiyin Divine Sect are not isolated cases; they are simply more unscrupulous. Those ancient sects that claim to be righteous may not be much cleaner in their clandestine dealings than the Duanmu clan.

"The cultivation world today is truly corrupt and filthy. It's time for a thorough purge. Let's begin on the ancient star of Ziwei!"

At this moment, Lin Yu's mind was made up. Recalling the past, he had founded the Holy King Sect in the Northern Dipper Land, establishing a unique cultivation model. Later, he successfully replicated this model in the Yao Guang Holy Land.

Thanks to the effective oversight of the Taixu Realm, both places are operating quite well, and everything is progressing smoothly in the direction he expected.

Now, Lin Yu felt that the time was ripe, and it was time to use the Ziwei Ancient Star as a brand-new "experimental field" to further promote his grand blueprint for reforming the cultivation world.

(End of this chapter)