The God of Heavens

Chapter 206 Fulong
The heavens roared as the three supreme imperial weapons traversed the dark universe, unleashing boundless divine power. Despite possessing supreme ancient imperial weapons, the Great Sage Qianlun was ultimately no match for the combined might of the three.

The situation is now clear: how could the human race allow him to escape so easily? Today, we must completely suppress this Great Sage!
Seeing that his escape route was cut off, the Great Sage Qianlun's face contorted with rage as he gritted his teeth and unleashed his final act. His body churned with purple blood as he prepared to merge with his weapon in a last desperate gamble!
"Buzz!"

The Myriad Dragon Bell trembled across the heavens, and the Great Sage Qianlun burned his primordial essence and blood, transforming into a beam of purple-gold light that traversed the Milky Way, completely merging with the ancient imperial weapon.

In an instant, the Purple-Gold Myriad Dragon Bells shattered, transforming into a purple dragon stretching for tens of thousands of miles. Each segment of the dragon's bones was a Purple-Gold Divine Bell, which now resounded in unison, the shockwaves causing the entire star field to tremble!

"Boom!"

The dragon swung its tail, its claws tearing the sky! With a single dive, dozens of massive stars shattered amidst the imperial aura. Where the dragon's head struck, the void crumbled like a mirror, and chaotic energy surged back like a waterfall, as if to recreate the world!

"sucker Punch!"

Lin Yu's eyes flashed with cold light as the three supreme imperial weapons simultaneously awakened. The dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron burst forth with dark light, and tens of thousands of black dragons leaped out from its mouth, each as thick as a mountain, their black-gold scales gleaming with a chilling light.

The Hengyu Furnace surged to the height of the sky, its crimson glow like blood, illuminating the dark universe as if it were daytime.

The Devouring Demon Jar also inhaled and exhaled chaos, and in the glowing light at the mouth of the jar, one could vaguely see the phantom of an unparalleled beauty, who, with a light wave of her hand, caused the Milky Way to reverse.

"kill!"

The roar of the Great Sage Qianlun shattered stars, and his dragon body swept across the universe. Three imperial weapons simultaneously descended, their crimson glow, dark light, and chaotic energy weaving into a net that collided violently with the purple dragon!

"boom!!!"

A blazing, extreme light exploded, an endless roar shaking the starry sea, and crimson clouds swept across the universe like a raging tide. The stars trembled, and nearby planets exploded one after another, turning into cosmic dust.

This is a clash that transcends eras, a battle between the weapons of ancient emperors and the magical artifacts of primordial sovereigns—a sight rarely seen throughout history!
"Qiang!"

A metallic clang reverberated through the galaxy as the Myriad Dragon Bell wailed and hurtled out, smashing through several star fields in succession. It wasn't that the imperial weapon was inferior, but rather that the difference in their wielders was worlds apart!
Even though the Great Sage Qianlun was fused with the divine artifact, his body was still shaken and cracked, purple blood sprayed across the starry sky, and he was almost completely destroyed.

"Jingle Bell--"

The Purple-Gold Divine Bells trembled rapidly, and the dragon's body, stretching for thousands of miles, crumbled inch by inch, transforming back into a string of Purple-Gold Divine Bells. The Great Sage Qianlun, terrified, tore through the void, attempting to escape.

"when!"

The dragon-patterned black and gold cauldron roared, and ten thousand dragons soared into the sky, radiating boundless immortal light. It pierced through the sky and crashed into the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell, with the ancient emperor's weapon directly clashing with the ancient royal weapon.

"Chong-"

The metallic tremor resounded through the starry sea, and sparks illuminated the entire star field. The Myriad Dragon Bell was struck as if by lightning, and its purple-gold light dimmed instantly. It was sent flying by this blow, smashing countless stars and turning piece after piece of the sky into dust.

"what……"

The Great Sage Qianlun screamed in agony, his body torn and tattered as he fell out, unable to continue merging with the ancient imperial weapon.

Lin Yu's eyes were cold. He took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet shattered, causing the galaxy to reverse. He raised his hand and grabbed, with chaotic energy swirling between his fingers, as if the entire universe was collapsing in his palm.

The Great Sage Qianlun roared, his dragon blood boiling, and his purple-gold scales bursting with dazzling divine light as he tried to break free. However, Lin Yu's palm was as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm. As his five fingers closed, the void solidified, and the chains of law clanged, binding him tightly.

"Lin Yu! How dare you—"

The Great Sage Qianlun roared, his dragon body twisting and thrashing wildly, yet he could not shake the all-suppressing hand. Lin Yu remained indifferent, flicking his fingertip, and the phantom of the Hell Furnace appeared, its mouth spewing forth celestial fire that incinerated the Great Sage Qianlun's struggles.

"boom!"

In the end, Lin Yu grabbed the dragon's head with one hand, pressing the ancient sage into the void. The Qianlun Great Sage's purple-gold dragon eyes widened in fury, but he could no longer move, and could only let Lin Yu seal his entire body with the Demon God Seal, completely suppressing him.

"The ancient clan's great sage is nothing more than this."

Lin Yu spoke calmly, flipping his palm to take the Great Sage Qianlun into the Hellish Dimension, to be trained later. The starry sky was silent, with only the lingering fluctuations of the Imperial Dao testifying to the earth-shattering suppression that had just occurred.

"Good! By suppressing one Great Sage, one of the five ancient royal families will be gone, and the rest are no longer a threat." Jiang Taixu clapped his hands and laughed, his white robes fluttering, his eyes shining brightly.

Lin Yu toyed with the Dragon Cauldron in his palm and chuckled, "These ancient creatures are too arrogant. They walked right into the trap with just a little trick."

"You captured Qianlun alive; you must have other intentions?" Jiang Taixu's eyes shone brightly.

“Exactly.” Lin Yu nodded. “Although we have destroyed one of their clans, the number of ancient saints still outnumbers our human race several times over. If we can persuade the Myriad Dragon Nest to defect, and together with the Divine Silkworm Ridge and the Fighting Saint Ape clan, three of the seven royal clans will be on our side.”

Even if Qianlun refuses, the Divine Transformation Technique will teach him a lesson. Even though his current cultivation level makes it difficult for him to convert the Great Sage, the old man can certainly do it.

In the current situation, destroying an ancient royal family would only unite them, causing even greater losses. Moreover, there are quasi-royal formations within the Myriad Dragon Nest, and beings from the Primordial Ancient Mine are coldly watching this place.

They couldn't possibly wipe out all these ancient royal families. Even if they were no match for the enemy, they could still retreat to their ancestral planet and lie dormant, making them impossible to exterminate completely.

There is a reason why all races have survived. Otherwise, if one ancient emperor had attained enlightenment, all other races in the universe would have had to give up.

"What a pity," the old man clicked his tongue, his eyes gleaming with longing. "Ancient dragons at the Great Sage level were rare even in the Primordial Era. The meat must have been incredibly delicious." Lin Yu and Jiang Taixu exchanged a smile; this old man was truly frank and endearing. But then again, even they couldn't help but yearn for the meat of a Great Sage-level dragon.

"Grandpa, don't be impatient," Lin Yu said with a sly glint in his eyes. "Once Qianlun submits, we can make him 'voluntarily' offer himself up. As long as his life isn't harmed, taking some dragon meat and blood occasionally shouldn't be a big deal."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips: "A living ancient dragon is far more valuable than a dead one. A steady, long-term approach is the best strategy."

The old man's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he slapped his thigh and laughed heartily: "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! The old dragon's regenerative ability is astonishing. We'll take its leg today, its horn tomorrow, and some dragon marrow the day after."

The three looked at each other and smiled, but this smile sent a chill down the spine of Qianlun, the Great Sage imprisoned in the Hell Plane.

Deep within the star field, the Myriad Dragon Bell floats silently, surrounded by purple clouds.

“Ancient imperial weapons are equivalent to supreme imperial weapons. Even if they are temporarily sealed, they will eventually break free.”

Jiang Taixu, his white robes fluttering, looked solemn. "We both know that imperial weapons possess a spirit and cannot be forcibly seized. If they were to revive, it would likely lead to another unimaginable clash."

"No problem, I have my own way of handling this." Lin Yu smiled confidently.

Permanent sealing is impossible, as the Dragon Emperor is not dead yet. Unless he can suppress the Dragon Emperor as well, he won't need a royal weapon then.

However, the revival of the ultimate imperial weapon is also time-limited. Once it is suppressed and placed in the hell plane, and its sacrificial channels are cut off, it may remain stable for decades or even hundreds of years without reviving.

"Keng!"

The black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns trembled and took flight on its own. With a sweep of dark light, the cauldron, which was as deep as a bottomless pit, was swallowed up by the purple dragon.

The Wanlong Bell shone with a brilliant purple light, trembling violently as if trying to escape.

"Certainly!"

With a clear shout, Lin Yu caused millions of colossal elephant-like particles around him to resonate. In an instant, a primordial battle map unfolded across the starry sky.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, colossal elephants tread mountains, true dragons coil, and divine phoenixes soar through the air. His will transforms into a colossal elephant god-king, towering above the heavens and earth, ruling over all spirits and dominating the universe!

"boom!"

The three imperial weapons simultaneously revived: the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, the Hengyu Furnace, and the Devouring Demon Jar all pressed down, their extreme power weaving into a net that tightly bound the struggling Purple Gold True Dragon!
"town!"

The black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns opened its mouth wide, and ten thousand dragons emerged, forcibly swallowing the struggling Ten Thousand Dragon Bell. Inside the cauldron, the ten thousand dragons fought fiercely, clanging and trembling, until finally—

"buzz"

With a mournful cry, the purple light of the Myriad Dragon Bell faded away, and it fell into complete silence deep within the Dragon Cauldron.

Three days later, as the celestial light faded, the Great Sage Qianlun's face revealed an expression of profound enlightenment. Suddenly, he stood up and sincerely worshipped Lin Yu and the others.

"Fellow Daoists, thank you for your help, which has enabled me to have a great enlightenment. At this moment, I feel more at peace than ever before."

The ancient emperor said, "All things in the universe are interconnected and mutually restraining. Each race has its own reason for existence, and Heaven treats all equally. We, the royal family, have forgotten Your Majesty's decree; we truly deserve to die."

"Good, good, Fellow Daoist Qianlun, it's good that you understand this point. We humans have always longed for peace, which is in line with the views of your ancient emperor. We really think alike."

Lin Yu praised, feeling that he and Wanlong Huang were truly kindred spirits.

"Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist Lin. However, it was wrong of my Wanlong Nest to covet the Mother Scripture of the Human Race and seal Fellow Daoist Dongfang Taiyi."

Fortunately, good fortune smiles upon you. Fellow Daoist Dongfang is not only unharmed, but has also refined Yin and Yang, promising a bright future on the Great Dao. I, the humble dragon, am ashamed to face you. Hearing of your love for food, I can only offer you a dragon leg; I hope you will accept it with pleasure.

Having said that, he pointed his finger and drew a line, and a dragon leg stained with purple blood fell from his body, which he handed to the old man without changing his expression.

"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, please accept this. My sins were too grave in the past, and nothing less would be enough to atone for them."

What could the old man do but accept it happily?

Then a unique barbecue party unfolded.

The Great Sage's dragon legs were as big as small mountains, and his whole body was covered in purple dragon scales that shimmered with light, as if cast from purple gold. It was a mountain of flesh, enough to feed as many people as they wanted.

The primordial fire flickered, giving the dark universe a glimmer of light. Lin Yu had the four little ones take out the Sun God Spear, skewer the dragon meat into pieces, and sprinkle them with a secret seasoning made from various ancient herbs.

If others saw this, they would be astonished. Using such a sacred object as a barbecue grill, there's no one else like it.

Soon, pieces of glossy, fragrant dragon meat were roasted. The group was unpretentious; they found a piece of meteorite, sat down on the ground, and began to enjoy it.

Jar after jar of divine wine was brought out, its aroma filling the air. Coupled with the divine meat, the group toasted each other and feasted heartily.

(End of this chapter)