The God of Heavens

Chapter 182 God-Saving Technique
Inside the ancient bronze ship, all was deathly silent.

The three Great Saints were suppressed by the Devouring Demon Jar, their auras weakened, their divine energy exhausted, and they were now weaker than ordinary Saints. The remaining forty Primordial Ancestral Kings were in an even worse state. In order to support the three Great Saints, they had almost squeezed out their last bit of life force, and now they lay paralyzed on the ground, looking like withered husks, without even the strength to stand up.

"boom!"

The Devouring Demon Jar descended with dark light, swallowing everything like a black hole, including all the ancient ancestral kings. Lin Yu lightly tapped his fingertip, and strands of life essence flowed into the jar, barely keeping them alive.

"If you all die, then all my efforts will have been in vain," Lin Yu said calmly.

Jin Hao, one of the four little ones, hopped over and grinned, "Master, should I go in and teach them a lesson? I guarantee they'll be completely obedient!"

Lin Yu glanced at him: "If you go in, you'll probably devour them until there's nothing left but bones."

Jin Hao chuckled awkwardly, scratched his head, and stepped aside.

Lin Yu's gaze was icy as he swept over the group of extremely weak Primordial Ancestral Kings.

In ancient times, humanity was weak and held a low status in the Big Dipper, regarded as food, slaves, or even domesticated by all other races. These ancient ancestral kings had countless human blood on their hands; to expect them to truly submit was utterly delusional.

However, Lin Yu never expected them to truly submit.

"If you're unwilling to back down, then let's try a different approach."

Inside the ancient bronze ship, there was deathly silence.

Lin Yu sat cross-legged in the void, surrounded by chaotic mist. Strands of profound divine runes flowed out, weaving into a dazzling screen of light within the dimly lit cabin. These runes were not techniques of killing, but rather exuded an almost demonic, bewitching power, as if they could penetrate the deepest part of the soul, subtly distorting a person's will.

——The Secret of Savior!

The forbidden secret technique created by the Ruthless Great Emperor does not control the divine consciousness or seize the will; instead, it works from the source, making people submit from the bottom of their hearts and willingly become his disciples. The more talented a person is, the more deeply they are affected by it.

"what--"

An ancient ancestral king let out a mournful roar. His body was withered like a dried corpse, but he trembled violently the moment the divine runes entered his brow. His originally ferocious face gradually twisted, and the ferocity in his eyes receded like the tide, replaced by an eerie peace.

"What...what did you do to me?!" The Ancestral King was horrified to find that his hostility was dissipating, and deep in his heart, he felt a strange sense of awe towards the human before him.

Lin Yu remained indifferent, chanting ancient scriptures. Each syllable resounded like thunder, imprinting itself deep within the Ancestral King's primordial spirit.

"I am the Ancestral King of the Haolong Clan, how can I be converted by you humans?!" The Ancestral King roared, struggling wildly, attempting to self-destruct his primordial spirit.

However, the power of the Divine Transcendence Technique had already permeated his very being, making even self-destruction a distant dream. The more intense his resistance, the stronger his sense of belonging became.

"No...no! Stop!" The Ancestral King's voice gradually weakened, finally turning into a long sigh, "Greetings...My Lord."

He slowly knelt down, his head bowed, like the most devout believer.

Upon seeing this, another Silver Moon Clan Ancestral King's eyes flashed with determination.

"Trying to convert me? Wishful thinking!"

He suddenly bit his tongue, a wisp of his essence blood burned, and his primordial spirit instantly transformed into a blazing white flame, as if he were about to burn himself to death!

"Before me, life and death are not in your own hands."

Lin Yu let out a cold shout, and the Devouring Demon Jar trembled violently, its dark light descending to forcefully suppress the burning primordial spirit. At the same time, the Hell Furnace appeared, and the Pure Fire of the Heavenly Realm swept out, actually refining the Ancestral King's self-immolation power in reverse.

"what--"

The Silver Moon Ancestral King let out a mournful wail as his primordial spirit was slowly pulled back into his body. The divine runes of the Divine Transcending Technique were like a bone-deep infection, deeply imprinted on the depths of his true spirit.

“Kill me! Kill me!” he roared hysterically.

Lin Yu remained unmoved, his chanting of scriptures growing ever louder, resonating throughout the entire ancient ship. Inside the cabin, golden lotuses bloomed everywhere, and celestial flowers blossomed, creating a bizarre contrast between the auspicious signs and the tragic state of the Ancestral King.

Finally, the Silver Moon Ancestor King ceased his struggle. He slowly raised his head, his gaze as clear as a child's, and murmured softly, "My lord... please forgive my foolishness."

After March.

Forty-three ancient ancestral kings stood in neat rows behind Lin Yu, their expressions devout and their eyes fervent. Their memories were intact, their cultivation remained, but their hostility towards Lin Yu had vanished, and they were even willing to die for him.

"God, you have granted us new life." An ancestral king knelt and kowtowed, tears streaming down his face. "The sins of my people in the past are unforgivable, even by death!"

The four little ones were dumbfounded.

Jinling muttered to herself, "This is much more powerful than any bewitching technique..."

Jin Yao said in a deep voice, "The Ruthless Great Emperor's secret technique is indeed terrifying."

Lin Yu finished his practice and stood up, his gaze sweeping over the group of former enemies who had now become his most loyal protectors. As for the three Great Saints, he had temporarily sealed them deep within the Devouring Demon Jar. Although the Divine Transcending Technique was powerful, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and he needed to consider the matter further.

The journey begins again.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious cry came from the depths of the bronze warship, and blazing divine flames shot into the sky, illuminating the entire void as red as blood.

A divine bird took flight, its feathers as if cast in pure gold, its tail feathers as dazzling as a galaxy falling down, and its whole body was bathed in raging divine fire, just like a true immortal phoenix descending to earth!

"This is... the ancestral king of the Fire Phoenix Clan?" Jinling's eyes widened.

The fire phoenix that had taken human form extinguished its flames and transformed into a woman clad in crimson-gold feathers. She knelt on one knee before Lin Yu, her voice clear and respectful: "My lord, I am willing to lead the temple for you."

Lin Yu nodded slightly.

With the matter of the ancient bronze ship settled, he didn't delay any longer. With a flick of his sleeve, he took the ancient warship into the Hell dimension.

"Let's go."

The Fire Phoenix Ancestral King spread its wings and transformed into a divine bird ten thousand feet tall. With a flap of its wings, the Sun God Temple was instantly enveloped in a dazzling crimson glow. Its speed increased dramatically, and like a streak of light piercing through the starry sky, it sped towards the Big Dipper.

The cold universe is silent and boundless in darkness. Occasionally, starlight flickers along the desolate ancient path, but it vanishes in an instant. Darkness and desolation are the eternal themes of this journey home.

Fortunately, there were no unexpected events along the way. They traveled like light, traversing the vast star field, and finally, the starry sky ahead lit up with colorful points of light, shimmering in the void like shattered diamonds.

"We've arrived!" Lin Yu opened his eyes, a divine light swirling within them, and the chaotic energy swirling around him slowly receded. Behind him, the four little ones also looked up, with Jin Hao jumping up excitedly.

"It's the aura of the Big Dipper!"

Ahead, a magnificent ancient star, teeming with life, stretches across the sky, exuding an aura of vastness and majesty. It is like an ancient, slumbering god, or the source of all things; merely gazing upon it from afar inspires awe.

"boom--"

Ripples spread through the space as the Temple of the Sun fell from the void, and the surrounding chains of divine order receded like a tide. Lin Yu raised his hand and waved his hand, his divine power transforming into a light barrier that protected everyone within it.

"The deviation wasn't significant; we arrived directly outside the Eastern Wilderness," he said calmly.

Behind her, the Fire Phoenix Ancestor King transformed back into human form, her crimson-gold feather robes shimmering in the starlight. Gazing at the ancient star before her, a complex emotion flickered in her eyes: "The aura of my homeland..."

In the ancient times, this place was also her home. As time passed, the ancient times have passed. Their ancestral kings wandered in the starry sky for countless years. When their vitality was exhausted and their life force was exhausted, they were subdued by Lin Yu and finally returned to this homeland to live on.

The four boys showed no respect whatsoever. Jin Hao jumped directly onto a floating meteorite, put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Beidou's kids, are you ready to welcome my return?"

Jin Yao helplessly pulled him back: "Stop fooling around, let's take care of business first."

The star trail behind us gradually faded, replaced by a desolate and lifeless scene. In the cold universe, scattered meteorites floated silently, and further away, a huge meteorite rose and fell like an ancient battlefield, its surface covered with dried bloodstains, seemingly silently telling the story of a fierce battle that had taken place.

"Xinxin, welcome to Beidou!"

Lin Yu stood in the void, his sleeves fluttering, looking down at the vast ancient star below. The magnificent scene of the Big Dipper slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes—mountains and rivers like dragons, great rivers surging, spiritual energy turning into clouds and mist swirling between the various holy lands, and even the supreme imperial might appearing, shaking the eight wastelands.

"What a magnificent ancient star! It's so vast!" Jiang Xinxin's eyes widened, her face slightly flushed with shock.

"Is this the Burial Emperor Star where our predecessor lived?" she murmured softly, as if afraid of disturbing the star's slumber.

The group hovered in the outer reaches of space, sensing the vast and desolate aura emanating from this ancient star. In the cold universe, the Big Dipper stood like an ancient, timeless giant, silently watching over the ages.

Lin Yu did not rush to bring them down, but instead scanned the starry sky, as if searching for something.

"You all wait here," he said calmly, then took a step forward and his figure instantly disappeared into the void.

The four little ones and the Fire Phoenix Ancestor King floated in the cold universe, as insignificant as dust around the massive Big Dipper. They were all Saint-level beings, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

Ahead, a shadow as large as a mountain stood tall and eerie, like a celestial body lying across the land, emanating wisps of strange energy.

"What is that?" Jin Hao squinted.

After approaching within several dozen miles, a cold, metallic luster emanated from it—this was an iron peak a thousand meters high, as solid as a meteorite, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"This iron block..." Jin Yao reached out and touched it, a chilling sensation spreading through his fingertips, "It's some kind of divine iron!"

The Fire Phoenix Ancestor King's eyes narrowed: "No, this was once a sacred weapon!"

The entire surface of the iron peak is covered with knife marks and sword holes, crisscrossed with cracks, as if it had been shattered by human force. Even more chilling is that the dried bloodstains, even after hundreds of thousands of years, still exude a tragic and murderous aura.

"Such a large piece of divine iron, if intact, would be enough to feed us for several years." Jinling licked her lips.

Ancient sages possessed unfathomable power, and their weapon-forging techniques were extraordinary. With divine materials, even the size of a fist could be forged into a legendary sacred weapon; without fine materials, the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers would be exhausted to create such a weapon. In the past, a sage forged the Exquisite Mountain and River Seal in his palm. It appeared to be only an inch in size and crystal clear, but in reality, it was formed from the landscape of thousands of miles. Once manifested, it was vast and boundless.

"Is this the legendary extraterrestrial battlefield of Beidou?" Jinling asked, blinking her big eyes.

“That’s right.” The Fire Phoenix Ancestral King picked up a broken fragment of a sacred weapon; his crimson-gold feather robe shimmered with a mysterious luster under the starlight.

“In ancient times, when the sages took action, they would destroy the heavens and the earth. As long as they made a move, countless mountains and rivers would collapse, causing widespread suffering. Therefore, they all went to the battlefields beyond the realm.”

Sure enough, not long after, they discovered a thousand-meter-long fragment of divine iron, cold and eerie, stained with dried holy blood; followed by a broken ancient bow, tens of meters long; a nearly rotten purple-gold hammer; and a broken bell...

All the remaining soldiers floated around the Big Dipper, as if silently recounting the tragedy of that year.

"Are these all fragments of sacred weapons?" Jiang Xinxin's face turned pale.

The Fire Phoenix Ancestor King nodded: "In a Saint-level war, after weapons shattered, their essence dissipated, leaving only remnants. These... are relics from at least hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Suddenly, Jin Hao exclaimed, "Look at that!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge skeleton floating in the void. A single finger bone was ten feet long, and its entire body was as black as black iron. Even after countless years of death, it still exuded a suffocating pressure.

"The remains of a Saint-level ancient beast," the Fire Phoenix Ancestor King explained. "A single drop of its blood is enough to kill a powerful being."

"It's a pity that these sacred beasts have been dead for who knows how long. What a waste!" Jinling said regretfully.

On the other side, Lin Yu pierced through the void, searching for the legendary Divine Flower. This was the foremost of the three wondrous flowers, said to have fallen from the celestial realm to the mortal world.

When the flower blooms, only those who have attained the Dao and become Great Emperors can witness its unparalleled beauty. If ordinary cultivators dare to peek at it, at best their primordial spirit will be destroyed, and at worst their body and soul will be annihilated.

"If I could obtain this flower..." Lin Yu's eyes gleamed. If he could comprehend the immortal laws contained within it, he might be able to glimpse a higher realm. He cautiously released his divine sense, carefully searching among the thousands of meteorites for any possible trace of the immortal flower.

After many twists and turns, they finally found a dilapidated wooden box in some ruins.

It was a tattered wooden box containing a piece of divine essence the size of a human head, sealed with a budding flower, about the size of a fist, glistening with dew, shining brightly, its beauty breathtaking.

It seems to possess a kind of bewitching power, forcibly drawing people's minds and spirits to it, making them want to immediately enter and become unable to extricate themselves, making them want to fall into it forever.

Lin Yu dared not look at it for long and quickly took it into his Origin World. However, in that fleeting moment, his primordial spirit involuntarily wanted to leave his body and throw itself into the flower.

Startled, he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, "That was close! If I hadn't stopped in time, I probably wouldn't even have had the chance to become a ghost, and would have directly turned into nourishment for this immortal flower."

It seems that even the mark of the gods can't stop some people from courting death.

"Return directly to the Holy Land of Yao Guang."

Having found the celestial flower, he didn't delay any longer. With a wave of his sleeve, a dazzling portal instantly opened in the void. The Fire Phoenix Ancestor King let out a long cry, flapped its wings, and rushed into it, with the Sun God Temple following closely behind, disappearing into the vast sea of ​​stars in an instant.

"boom!"

Above the sacred land of Yaoguang, the void suddenly twisted, and a golden ancient palace burst forth, its divine radiance illuminating the vast land.

(End of this chapter)