The God of Heavens

Chapter 201 On the verge of breaking out

In the desolate eastern lands, undercurrents surge.

"Rumble--"

Above the northern sky, ancient immortal abodes and grotto-heavens suddenly opened, their radiant light soaring into the heavens, and the dragon veins revived.

Blood Phoenix Mountain revealed its true form, its crimson body as if soaked in divine blood, radiating a terrifying pressure; the Myriad Dragon Nest exhaled dragon energy, turning the vast ice plains into a forbidden zone; the Divine Silkworm Ridge was filled with nine-colored divine light soaring into the sky, and the primordial lake was shrouded in chaotic mist.
"The ancient royal family is truly about to reappear in the world!" a Saint Lord-level figure whispered tremulously.

As the world revived, ancient races began to appear on a large scale. Folded spaces opened up throughout the Big Dipper, and the ancient immortal mountains and divine lands returned from their seals, bringing much chaos to the Big Dipper.

These ancient creatures, still immersed in the glory of the ancient era, regard their former territories as their own private domain and begin to drive out the human race from the surrounding territories within a radius of 100,000 miles.

Some ancient ancestral kings have appeared around various holy lands, especially in the northern part of the eastern wilderness, which was the most prosperous place in ancient times. Now, countless races have been revived, making it a place where many ancient creatures are active.

The Eastern Wilderness human race is now plunged into an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"The Primordial Ancestral King!" An elderly sect leader with white hair gazed at the sky, his voice trembling, "He was a true saint-level being. How could our human race possibly withstand him?"

Indeed, saints are almost extinct in this world, and the strongest in the major holy lands are only Dao-slaying kings. Faced with the ancient races that are about to fully recover, the human race appears extremely weak.

"According to ancient records, each of the major royal families in the Primordial Era possessed a complete ancient imperial weapon, whose power was no less than our supreme imperial weapon. There were also fifteen royal families, each of which enshrined at least one legendary holy weapon."

"These ancient races have been sealed by the divine source until now, and their ancestral kings are all at their peak. With the foundation of the fifteen royal families and the major imperial families, it is unknown how many ancestral kings will be born."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators fell silent.

"Do we really have to go back to the ancient times, to the days when we were reduced to being food for others?" A young cultivator clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm.

Now that the Great Void Sacred Realm is in circulation, everyone knows what life was like for the human race in the ancient times.

"Don't be afraid." Suddenly someone said, "Several years ago, when the Yao Guang Holy Land attacked the Yin Yang Sect and the Assassin Dynasty, everyone should remember that both sects had powerful backing at the time, yet they were still killed by the Yao Guang Holy Son. His strength was definitely at the Saint level."

However, no one showed any joy. They sighed and said, "No matter how strong the Holy Son of Yaoguang is, how many nails can he drive? With the emergence of many ancient ancestral kings, this is not something that the Yaoguang Holy Land alone can handle."

“The ancient races are not monolithic. It is said that their battles are even more brutal than those of the human race. It’s just that the human race now occupies more territory, so they are specifically targeting us. Once they have divided up their territories and started fighting amongst themselves, the human race will have a chance.”

In the ancient mountains, royal servants with silver wings emerged and walked about, their faces bearing gentle smiles. They presented invitations to the surrounding human powers: "Our ancestral king wished to emulate the ancient golden age and was willing to coexist peacefully with the human race."

However, many more ancient creatures made no attempt to hide the contempt in their eyes.

"Look, this is the human race," a powerful ancient warrior with dragon horns pointed at the cultivators on the street and laughed to his companion. "While our race slumbered, they built quite a few respectable cities."

His companion, an ancient female being enveloped in rosy light, chuckled softly, covering her mouth: "I remember the Ancestral King saying that in ancient times, these humans were the most delicious, especially those who had achieved cultivation."

Unrestrained conversation echoed throughout the long street, and countless human cultivators turned ashen-faced, yet none dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

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The ancient times were a golden age for cultivators.

The abundance of spiritual energy in the world, along with rare and precious materials, is what allows so many saints, great saints, and quasi-emperors to be born.

At that time, spiritual herbs were everywhere, and one could even witness the formation of pure sources. When Di Que was defeated by the Fighting Saint Emperor, he was disheartened and wanted to end his life, but he encountered the Divine Source Liquid after taking only a few steps.

The immortal abode world that Lin Yu obtained was merely the tip of the iceberg of the ancient splendor, which is why he had long yearned for the treasures of the myriad races of the ancient times. In any case, those who opposed the human race were all targets to be severely suppressed.

From the soul of that ancient ancestral king, Lin Yu learned that the ancestral king he killed came from a clan called the Valley of Gods.

This ancient royal family specializes in cultivating the primordial spirit, pursuing the profound realm of transcending the physical body and condensing the divine.

The ancestral king he crushed to death had reached the level of "divine manifestation," but unfortunately, in front of Lin Yu's chaotic hand, all divine techniques became a joke.

A patriarch king of Shenling Valley has fallen in the Southern Region!
The news swept across the Big Dipper like a hurricane, shaking the five regions!
"The Ancestral King of Shenling Valley was killed in the Desolate Forbidden Land!"

"It was the humans who did it! Lin Yu from the Yao Guang Holy Land made a move and directly crushed the Holy Soul of that Ancestral King!"

The various sects and ancient families were all in an uproar, and countless cultivators were dumbfounded. It should be understood that ever since the news of the impending emergence of the ancient races spread, all human forces had been trembling with fear, lest they anger these terrifying beings who had slumbered for millennia. Yet now, the Yao Guang Holy Land had not only taken the initiative but had also directly annihilated an ancient Ancestral King!
"Is this... a force declaring war on the ancient races?" an old cult leader asked, his voice trembling.

However, when they heard that it was the work of the Yao Guang Holy Land, everyone strangely calmed down. "So it was that person," someone said with a wry smile, "No wonder."

Over the years, the reputation of the Yao Guang Holy Land has become deeply ingrained in people's hearts. Destroying the Yin Yang Sect, pacifying the Assassin God Dynasty, and establishing the Tai Xu Holy Realm! Which of these wasn't a momentous event?

Some even rumored that Lin Yu had already swept through the Ziwei Starfield and ruled over an ancient star in the outer regions. So, killing an ancient Ancestral King now doesn't seem so unacceptable?
Even the ancient races that had awakened fell into an eerie silence after hearing that the murderer was Lin Yu.

There's no other reason than that they're also using the "Great Void Sacred Realm" that covers the Beidou and Ziwei domains! To support such a vast virtual world, there must be at least one supreme imperial weapon suppressing it.

What's even more terrifying is that this mysterious and unpredictable human holy son is incredibly powerful. He has only been cultivating for a few years and he was able to kill a saint, far exceeding the imagination of these ancient creatures. Their princes and princesses pale in comparison.

"The Valley of the Gods won't let this go," someone whispered. "There must be royalty behind them!"

In an instant, the Big Dipper was abuzz with activity. Everyone waited to see how this first direct clash between the human race and the ancient race would end.

On this day, the Divine Valley of the Northern Region suddenly erupted with a divine light of ten thousand feet, and a cold voice boomed like thunder, shaking the mountains and rivers for millions of miles:
"Humanity's Yao Guang, blood debts must be repaid in blood!"

This voice contained supreme holy might, causing the blood and qi of countless cultivators to surge. Everyone understood that the ancient royal family had finally raised its sword against the human race, and its first target was none other than the Yao Guang Holy Land, which had killed its Ancestral King!

"Anyone who colludes with Yaoguang, regardless of whether they are from a sacred land or an ancient religion, will have their entire family, including nine generations, exterminated!"

The second declaration from Shenling Valley was even more domineering, each word like a knife, carrying the iron will of the ancient royal family. They would use the Yao Guang as a sacrifice to proclaim the return of the ancient race!

The world was silent. It was unbelievable. Had the Divine Valley lost its mind? How dare it declare war on the Yao Guang Holy Land?
Inside the Yaoguang Temple, Li Daoqing and several Supreme Elders rushed over.

"Holy Son, regarding the matter of the Valley of the Gods."

Lin Yu waved his hand to interrupt, chuckling, "No need to worry, this person is just a pawn pushed out by someone else."

He is currently considering that the provocation from Shenling Valley may be the intention of the ancient royal family Wanlongchao behind him, who want to test the strength of Yaoguang Holy Land.

However, he also had this idea at the time; he had been to Wanlong Nest once and wanted to go again.

On this day, boundless light suddenly burst forth above the Holy Land of Yaoguang, and a majestic voice resounded throughout the Eastern Wilderness:

"The clown!"

These four words, though few, resounded like a thunderclap. The entire world trembled, and even the divine light emanating from the direction of the Divine Valley momentarily faltered.

At this moment, everyone understood Yao Guang's attitude: strong, domineering, and unyielding!
Inside the Northern Divine City, a burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted in a tavern.

"Hahaha, well said!"

A disheveled Taoist priest tilted his head back and chugged wine, his messy hair and old robe stained with wine. His eyes glazed with drunkenness, he slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "Shenling Valley is nothing but a clown!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding diners paled. Some recognized the man's identity: the Divine Silkworm Taoist of Divine Silkworm Ridge! Instantly, tables and chairs in the tavern overturned, and people scattered and fled. In the blink of an eye, only the Taoist remained sitting alone.

The Big Dipper Starfield, Eastern Wilderness.

Inside the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, between the nine dragon caves, some powerful ancient royal families from several origin sites came and went, discussing the matter of Yao Guang.

“Back then, all races ruled the land, and humans were nothing more than slaves and food. Now, things have developed to such a state. Truly, the world is unpredictable,” said a middle-aged man with purple hair.

“In the ancient times, the human race was actually not weak.” A powerful figure from another race said in a deep voice, “The Taiyin and Taiyang True Scriptures were definitely created by a royal-level figure, and may even have come from beyond the realm.”

“That’s right. Back then, that demonic being cultivated both the Yin and Yang energies, single-handedly killed several Ancestral Kings and roamed the world.” Someone echoed.

"It's a pity that the demon was rescued by someone, causing us to be punished by the Great Sage Qianlun. This person feeds on the Ancestral King, which is truly terrifying. I wonder which fellow Daoist will fall into his hands." A blond man in the Myriad Dragon Nest shuddered.

"What are your plans regarding the Yao Guang Holy Land? Do you really intend to go to war with them?" Another ancient being, resembling a divine phoenix, looked at the Ancestral King of the Divine Spirit Valley.

"A blood debt must be repaid in blood!" The ancestral king of the Divine Spirit Valley exuded a chilling killing intent.
"The Holy Son of Yaoguang has slain our clan's ancestral king; this grudge must be avenged! At the same time, we must let the human race understand that ants will always be ants, and they will never be able to rise above the world!"

"Well said!" The Ancestral King of the Myriad Dragon Nest laughed loudly. "To kill a mere few saints whose lifespans are about to end, you probably only managed to win by luck thanks to your ultimate weapons. Do you even deserve to compete with our ancient races?"

(End of this chapter)