The God of Heavens

Chapter 177 Sweeping the World
On the sacred mountain of the Taiyin Divine Sect, Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, the setting sun casting a long shadow of him.

He gazed upon this vast land, his heart brimming with boundless ambition, yet he maintained a rare clarity of mind. His plan to revolutionize the Ziwei cultivation world could only remain hidden in his heart for the time being.

"Hurry is not enough."

Lin Yu murmured to himself. Although the Yao Guang Holy Land had begun to take shape, its overall strength was ultimately limited. Even if he alone was capable of suppressing the entire ancient star, this was by no means a long-term solution.

He knew better than anyone that true change could never be accomplished by one person alone. If he did everything himself, it would not only hinder his own cultivation but also cause the entire system to lose its ability to grow on its own.

Lin Yu's gaze pierced through the clouds, looking towards the vast starry sky. When the Dark Turmoil arrives, without sufficient strength, even the most beautiful visions will be nothing but illusions, unable to withstand the real storms.

Just as Lin Yu was collecting the remains and counting the spoils of war, the entire Ziwei Ancient Star was already in turmoil.

This night is destined to be recorded in history.

The master of the Eight Trigrams Palace first destroyed the Golden Crow, then shattered the Taiyin, his thunderous methods shaking the universe. The news swept across continents like a hurricane, waking countless cultivators from their dreams, and prompting major sects to hold emergency meetings overnight.

"The Golden Crow Clan's Taiyin Divine Sect will be wiped out in an instant!"

In the teahouses and taverns, the cultivators' voices trembled. Which of these two lineages wasn't a powerful and influential force in its own right?

The Golden Crow Clan possessed the Fusang Divine Tree and ruled the ancient Fusang Kingdom for tens of thousands of years; the Duanmu Clan wielded the Taiyin Sacred Power and held absolute power in Beiju Luzhou. Now, however, they have both fallen, and both were destroyed by the same person!
"The last time an immortal lineage was destroyed was probably back in ancient times."

An old cultivator tried to calculate with his fingers, but he couldn't pinpoint the exact year and month. Such a change of power was extremely rare in the history of the Ziwei Ancient Star.

Inside the mountain gates of various sects, the sect leaders wore solemn expressions. All the protective formations were activated, and the patriarchs who had been in seclusion were urgently awakened. The terrifying power displayed by the Eight Trigrams Palace instilled fear in everyone.

The ancient star of Ziwei is suddenly in turmoil, and several ancient lineages are now like frightened birds, living in constant fear.

In the far north, within the ancient ice walls of the Ice Demon Palace, a group of elders stood with faces ashen. The Palace Master clutched a shattered soul tablet, the life-bound relic of their sage ancestor, now utterly dull and lifeless.

"The Taiyin Divine Sect has truly been wiped out."

The trembling sound echoed within the ice palace, and even the howling wind outside seemed to freeze. This sacred land, which had ruled the northern region of Luzhou for tens of thousands of years, now appeared so precarious.

Meanwhile, deep within the Divine Land of the Underworld.

Two of the "Longevity Lamps," the most prized possession of the Changsheng Taoist Temple, suddenly went out. The abbot staggered backward, knocking over the bronze incense burner that had been enshrined there for a thousand years.

"The founders all perished at the hands of the Taiyin Divine Sect."

The young Taoist disciples stared in horror at their usually dignified and otherworldly abbot, who was now slumped on the ground, his robes stained gray with incense ash. The "Longevity Scripture," considered the foundation of their sect, was now being turned over and over on the table, as if in mourning.

The Heavenly Demon Alliance of Hezhou was in complete chaos.

"The Great Sage Ancestor's life tablet is shattered!"

A piercing howl tore through the night sky. Hundreds of powerful demons revealed their true forms, letting out mournful howls towards the blood moon. The Heavenly Demon Saint who had led them to dominate Hezhou for thousands of years had fallen.

Which of these sages and patriarchs wasn't an unparalleled being who suppressed the destiny of their respective regions? The years they lived were longer than the rise and fall of many dynasties. Now, their sudden demise has dealt a devastating blow to their respective lineages.

"Quickly! Seal the mountain gate! Activate all restrictions!"

The three major forces unanimously chose to retreat. They activated their mountain-protecting formations, recalled their disciples, and even resorted to using their resources to seal off the mountain.

Because they knew better than anyone else that the being who could destroy the Taiyin Divine Sect and kill their founder in a single day could probably destroy their lineage with just a flick of their wrist.

At this moment of uproar, Lin Yu had already marched towards several other holy lands. Those people, harboring thoughts of inheriting Lao Tzu's legacy, were colluding with the Taiyin Divine Sect. Lin Yu would not forget them.

After all, I don't hold grudges; I usually settle scores on the spot.

Luzhou, the Ice Demon Palace.

"boom"

A deafening roar shattered the heavens, and the entire ice palace trembled violently!

The ancient bronze plaque of Xuanbing that had hung before the mountain gate for millennia was suddenly cleaved away by a single palm strike, transforming into a streak of light that smashed through layers of halls and ultimately crushed the central council hall! Ice crystals flew everywhere, jade fragments shattered and clouds collapsed, and the entire polar region trembled under this blow.

"How dare you! Who would dare to offend my Ice Demon Palace!"

Inside the Ice Demon Palace, some of the older generation were furious, their hair and beards standing on end. They stared at the ruins of the council hall, hardly believing their eyes.

It's been so many years since something like this happened. How dare they trample on the dignity of this sacred place like this?
Dozens of elders rushed out of the hall, each one furious. However, when they saw who it was, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Amidst the vast snowstorm, two figures strode through the air. Lin Yu, dressed in a green robe, stood before a magnificent ice palace, accompanied by a child with a pigtail.

This ice palace stands majestically in the polar region, enduring the passage of time amidst the snow and ice.

"Lin Yu of the Eight Views Palace!"

This ancient sacred land, with a history spanning hundreds of thousands of years, was now experiencing a frantic flashing of its protective array. Unfortunately, the array patterns left behind by the quasi-emperor were already incomplete, and the few remaining major saint-level restrictions were like paper in front of Lin Yu, easily shattered by his single step.

"Stop!"

"Activate the protective formation! Quickly!"

The mountain gate protectors and venerable ones appeared one after another, forming a formation to block him. Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yu simply exhaled softly.

In an instant, an unprecedented hurricane swept across the far north, and thousands of Ice Demon Palace cultivators were swept up into the sky like falling leaves, turning into a few cold stars on the horizon.

"Lin Yu! Do you really think no one can control Ziwei?!"

A furious roar came from the depths of the Ice Demon Palace. In an instant, the entire Ice Demon Palace trembled, and two ancient auras that had been dormant for a long time were suddenly awakened.

Who has disturbed my slumber?

"Those who offend my Ice Demon Palace shall die!" Two white-haired, saintly ancestors emerged from their seclusion, their bodies radiating an aura of extreme cold that even froze the void. However, when they saw who it was, their pupils suddenly contracted.

Lin Yudao remained calm, not even glancing at them directly, but simply raised his hand and pressed down lightly with his five fingers.

"boom!"

An invisible pressure suddenly descended, and the two saintly ancestors froze, as if they were mosquitoes in amber, stuck in mid-air, unable to move even a finger!

Everyone was instantly dumbfounded, a chill running down their spines. The fact that the two great sages and patriarchs of the sect were suppressed without any chance was truly terrifying and chilling.

With such combat power, it's no wonder they were able to destroy the Taiyin Divine Cult.

Lin Yu walked through the air, heading straight for the central Xuanming Palace. Wherever he passed, tens of thousands of Ice Demon Palace disciples knelt on the ground, none daring to raise their heads to look him in the eye.

When he sat enthroned on that throne carved from eternal ice, the wind and snow of the entire far north seemed to pause.

The Ice Demon Palace Master's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees. Those were their last reserves—two Saintly Ancestors! They had been casually suppressed, without even a chance to resist?

"Senior Linlin!" The Ice Demon Palace Master's voice trembled, "There must be a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" Jin Hao chuckled and jumped onto a piece of ice. "Didn't you send people to help the Taiyin Divine Sect?"

The Ice Demon Palace Master's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly said, "That's all a misunderstanding! We were deceived by the Taiyin Divine Sect."

Lin Yu lightly tapped the ice crystal throne with his fingertips, the crisp sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent hall. The people of the Ice Demon Palace, kneeling on the ground, felt as if each tap was striking their very souls.

"I will give you two choices."

His voice was calm and unhurried, yet it caused the temperature in the entire Xuanming Palace to plummet. The Xuanbing ice inside the palace, which had remained frozen for millennia, began to crack.

"First, the entire sect shall abandon their cultivation and never again be allowed to embark on the path of cultivation."

Upon hearing this, the Ice Demon Palace Master trembled violently. This choice was even more cruel than annihilating his entire clan. For cultivators, losing their cultivation was worse than death.

"Second..." Lin Yu's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at the vast snowfield outside the palace. "From this day forward, the Ice Demon Palace shall be at the command of the Eight Trigrams Palace."

He sat enthroned on the highest throne in the Xuanming Palace, like a celestial being looking down upon all living beings. The beams and pillars, sculpted from millennia of ice, reflected a cold light, making his figure appear even more majestic.

The elders of the Ice Demon Palace knelt on the ground, their nails digging deeply into their palms. This was their ancestral court, a legacy spanning hundreds of thousands of years! Once upon a time, even quasi-emperors emerged from here, ruling the Northern Region. Now, however, they were being treated like dogs, seated in the main seat and ordered around like servants.

A young disciple suddenly sprang to his feet: "I'll fight you to the death—"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure froze into an ice sculpture. Lin Yu didn't even look up; with a flick of his finger, the ice sculpture shattered into countless ice crystals.

"Who else?"

These three words plunged everyone into an icy abyss. Several white-haired elders trembled, their eyes bloodshot, but they ultimately slammed their foreheads heavily against the ice.

"I will obey the decree."

The sound of teeth grinding echoed throughout the hall. Some had blood streaming from their eyes, others had broken fingernails that dug into their flesh. But in the end, no one dared to raise their head again.

Because being alive is better than turning into ice crystals.

Lin Yu's lips curled slightly, and a dazzling Dao pattern suddenly burst forth from his fingertip. The Dao pattern split into countless tiny dark gold runes in the air, instantly disappearing into the brows of all the elders present.

"This is a demon god's seal; a single thought can decide life or death," Jin Hao said with his hands on his hips and a laugh. "From now on, you're all under the command of the Eight Trigrams Palace!"

The Ice Demon Palace Master's face was ashen, yet he dared not offer the slightest resistance. He could clearly sense that the restriction had already merged with his primordial spirit.

"Report back to the Eight Views Palace in three days." Lin Yu stood up, his robes fluttering as he arrived outside the palace. "The task will be assigned then."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, the Ice Demon Palace Master collapsed to the ground. He knew that from this day forward, the Ice Demon Palace's millennia-old foundation was gone. But at least its lineage had been preserved.

Hezhou.

Lin Yu's Dao body tore through the void and stepped into the Heavenly Demon Alliance headquarters.

Within the sacred land of the demon race, countless demons roared, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens. Yet, wherever that figure in green passed, the demons collapsed like waves of wheat.

The current leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance revealed his true form, which was a thousand feet tall, but was pierced through the forehead by a single finger; the heads of the three great protectors shot straight into the sky, three thousand feet high, covered in blood; the old demon saint, who had just awakened from his slumber underground, was suppressed by a single palm strike.

In less than half a day, this sacred land of the demon race, which had ruled Hezhou for tens of thousands of years, was brought down to dust.

Luzhou.

Lin Yu arrived at the Changsheng Temple in the Underworld Ridge, gazing intently at this strange and mysterious place, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Amidst the swirling mist, the ancient Taoist temple appeared and disappeared, like a sanctuary in the underworld. The towering mountains in the distance only served to accentuate the eerie and terrifying atmosphere of the place, subtly exuding a chilling and oppressive aura.

He stood still for a long time, not daring to rush in. His keen spiritual senses had already detected that there were quasi-emperor level laws flowing here, and that beneath those seemingly mottled array patterns lay a terrifying killing intent.

"You do have some skills, but it's not enough to stop me."

As Lin Yu spoke softly, he raised his hand and summoned the Devouring Demon Jar. Instantly, auspicious clouds burst forth, and countless dark lights, like dragons emerging from the sea, intertwined and swirled in the void. Inside the jar, nine-colored divine light flickered uncertainly, as if it were about to give birth to a living emperor.

"boom--!"

The supreme immortal power erupted, and dark light fell like a galaxy. The unparalleled Daoist aura of the Ruthless Great Emperor was revived in an instant! Wherever the beam of light passed, everything was annihilated, the laws collapsed, and it was as if even the river of time was cut off for a moment!
"Crack!"

The ancient array of the Longevity Temple in Mingling shattered instantly; the quasi-emperor array patterns were torn apart like paper, utterly unable to withstand this power. Unless the current emperor personally intervenes, who can contend with the supreme imperial weapon left behind by the ruthless man?
"boom!"

The entire sky shattered, connecting with the outer starry sky. A terrifying void abyss spread like a spider web, instantly expanding to tens of thousands of miles away. The Nether Ridge where the Longevity Temple was located shook violently, the mountain collapsed, and the earth's veins fractured, as if the end of the world had arrived!
"what--!"

A mournful roar echoed from the depths of the Longevity Temple, awakening ancient beings who were utterly powerless to resist this force. The dark light of the demonic jar swept across, and everything crumbled, even the fundamental laws of the Dao were obliterated!
(End of this chapter)