The God of Heavens

Chapter 280 Seizing the Throne! Seizing the Throne!
Yujing City, the Imperial City.

The central location of the Great Qian Dynasty was situated on the meridian line in the very center of the city, facing south, and possessing a magnificent and ever-changing atmosphere.

The moat is as wide as a river, with a white jade bridge spanning it. The white stones paving the ground are as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the majestic palace walls with their vermilion lacquer and yellow tiles.

The Imperial Guards patrolled day and night, their armor gleaming. They rode horses, swords at their sides, bows and arrows on their backs, their eyes sharp as knives, scanning every passerby who approached the imperial city.

Within the imperial city, palaces rise one after another, walls overlap, and thousands of houses stand. From a high vantage point, the entire imperial city appears as if a celestial palace has descended to earth, magnificent, imposing, and solemn—truly befitting its status as the central hub governing the world.

At this moment, Lin Yu had already quietly stood in the city.

He stood with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his head. To ordinary people, the palace appeared majestic, but under his aura-gazing technique, it presented a completely different scene:
High above, purple qi surged like a dragon, coiling and churning. That aura of true dragons suppressed the four seas and radiated across the eight wastelands, enveloping the entire imperial palace.

Above the imperial city, countless golden streams of energy floated and shimmered, like flowing rosy clouds, making the entire palace resemble a celestial palace, its radiance faintly visible.

“Imperial aura,” Lin Yu murmured.

These golden energies are the embodiment of the people's awe and reverence for imperial power. The people are subdued by the imperial laws and reverent of the court's majesty; countless thoughts converge to form this imperial aura that protects the capital.

Ordinary ghosts and spirits will crumble upon contact.

"It shares the same origin as religious faith, yet it is different." Lin Yu's gaze was profound. "It seeks no blessings, only reverence."

He gazed at the vast imperial aura and suddenly shook his head: "Unfortunately, in this vast world, people's hearts are restless. Even if the Great Qian Dynasty shines like a rainbow piercing the sun, it is difficult to return to the glorious era of the ancient sage emperors, let alone stop the change of destiny."

Moreover, Yang Pan's idea was not like that of the ancient sage emperors, who treated the common people as their children. He only wanted the power of the sage emperor. Otherwise, he would not have ordered the destruction of the "Martial Classic" and "Taoist Classic" after compiling them.

This kind of ruler, who governs the country with imperial cunning and treats the people like pigs, is no more than a "pig emperor" on earth, no matter how great his power.

Lin Yu's gaze was like a torch, piercing through layers of palace walls and reaching deep into the Qian Gang Hall. The reigning emperor, Yang Pan, held back his imposing aura, like a vast abyss.

With the strength gained from five tribulations of lightning, combined with the Creation Ship, it indeed possesses the power to strike down the Creator.

It was only with the addition of the immortal Gongyang Yu within the Imperial Seal that the Dream God's clone was able to be killed in the Battle of the Great Zen Temple.

With a slight shift of his gaze, the entire scene inside the Marquis of Wuwen's residence came into view.

Hong Xuanji sat quietly in his study, his immortal energy resembling a divine sun, yet not leaking in the slightest. At this moment, he appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary martial saint; if an assassin were to rashly make a move, they would surely reap a "surprise."

This is the so-called "Human Immortal Martial Arts" that claims to be able to conceal one's true immortality. Such stealth ability, if combined with a divine artifact that allows for teleportation, would be a nightmare for any cultivator.

Unfortunately, no matter how well Hong Xuanji hid herself, she could not escape Lin Yu's discerning eyes.

"The beating he received last time actually helped him break free from his shackles," Lin Yu said thoughtfully. "He truly is a chosen one of the world; his destiny is beyond comprehension."

With the added favor of the Creator, almost no one, except for the chosen one, could do anything to this ruler and his minister.

……

The night was deep, and the time to turn off the lights had long passed, so it was pitch black; it was the third watch of the night.

Inside the Qian Gang Hall deep within the palace, Yang Pan was meditating with his eyes closed. The imperial majesty he had accumulated over more than a decade made his aura increasingly unfathomable, like a deep pool and a towering mountain.

"Who is it? How dare you spy on me?" Yang Pan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with lightning.

With a sharp shout, thunderous footsteps echoed outside Qian Yuan Palace as more than ten martial arts grandmaster-level guards burst through the door and surrounded Qian Gang Hall.

Countless imperial guards surged toward the palace like a tidal wave, the sound of swords being drawn echoing everywhere.

Seeing that no one responded for a long time, Yang Pan snorted coldly, and his soul suddenly left his body, following his senses to tear through the void and soar straight to the heavens.

Above the clouds, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

"Fourth?"

Yang Pan was startled. He had initially thought it was some petty villain spying on him, but he never expected it to be his fourth son.

What surprised him even more was that the aura emanating from Lin Yu at this moment made even a fifth-time tribulation expert like him feel a sense of oppression.

"Spying on the palace in the dead of night, are you plotting a rebellion?" Yang Pan roared in a deep voice, his imperial aura surging forth like a tidal wave.

"And your strength, what exactly is going on?"

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud, his robes fluttering with an air of composure: "I never imagined that Father, while sitting on the dragon throne and governing the country, would have cultivated his soul to a level close to that of a creator. If Meng Shenji knew this, he would probably be furious."

Upon hearing this, Yang Pan's face suddenly turned ashen.

The Supreme Dao claims to control the Mandate of Heaven and has historically forbidden emperors from cultivating the Dao of the Soul and Spirit, and even more so from achieving the status of a ghost immortal.

After all, if one can be reborn by possessing another body after the physical body decays, wouldn't the throne be forever secure?
Meng Shenji's past attempts to assassinate his father and grandfather were the deepest taboo of the Daqian royal family!

"You're not Qian'er." Yang Pan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the space around him seemed to distort slightly. "Speak! Who are you?"

"Oh?" Lin Yu raised an eyebrow. "Does Father Emperor perhaps think I am someone like Yang An?"

"Yang An?" Yang Pan's expression froze for a moment, then he suddenly realized, "His disappearance...was also your doing?"

"Indeed," Lin Yu said frankly. "This person is actually a demonic seed that infiltrated from beyond the heavens, specifically to wreak havoc on our Great Qian. Your Majesty, I am merely eliminating this threat in advance. There is no need for thanks." Yang Pan stood with his hands behind his back, his imperial robes fluttering even without wind: "So you also want to try the taste of the dragon throne? Once you sit on it, you will be the number one person in the universe, and there will be no higher position in the world."

His gaze was piercing, but his voice carried a deeper meaning: "However, while this dragon throne is tempting, the karmic consequences are too heavy. Even with extraordinary magical powers, it would be useless to govern the world."

The ancient sage emperors were all incredibly powerful, yet even they often found the affairs of the world difficult to handle. This position cannot be held by anyone but those with great responsibility and wisdom. You are still somewhat lacking in experience.”

"Oh?" Lin Yu chuckled. "Does Father mean that I should continue playing house with the Crown Prince and the others?"

"presumptuous!"

Yang Pan flew into a rage, and his aura suddenly erupted. The cultivation of five tribulations combined with the imperial dragon aura caused the entire void to tremble.

Cracks appeared in the space above the palace, as if the entire world trembled under his rage.

"It seems you're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions! Well then, I'll see where your confidence comes from!"

Yang Pan took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet collapsed. "Don't think you can be arrogant just because you've survived four tribulations. The waters of this vast world are far deeper than you imagine!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the phantom of the Ark of Creation appeared behind him: "Remember, this dragon throne—"

What I give you is yours; what I don't give you, you can't take!

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Lin Yu simply smiled slightly.

"Father is wrong again."

He gently raised his hand, and the Primordial Heavenly Gate suddenly appeared. Thousands of dragon pillars inside the gate glowed simultaneously, and the illusory image of the Ancestral Dragon spiraled out.

Furthermore, a golden kasaya descended from the void, and as countless scriptures flowed, it forcefully suppressed Yang Pan's aura!
"This world was never given to us by anyone." Lin Yu took a step forward, golden lotuses blooming beneath his feet. "But rather—"

I chose it myself!

Before the words were finished, the two figures disappeared into the clouds at the same time.

The next moment, a deafening roar came from the heavens, as if a tremendous force was crashing down in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Vacuum Great Handprint!"

Suddenly, nine halos appeared behind Yang Pan's head. He formed a mysterious hand seal, and in an instant, a seven-colored hand that blotted out the sky condensed and grabbed fiercely at Lin Yu!

Wherever the giant palm passed, the void froze, the laws solidified, and even the primordial energy of heaven and earth was suffocated.

Yang Pan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He knew that this boy was extraordinary, but as long as he could hold him off for a moment and wait for Hong Xuanji to arrive, the two of them could join forces to suppress him!
"You have indeed perfected the Vacuum Great Handprint."

Lin Yu watched as the enormous hand, spanning dozens of miles, flew towards them, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

On this palm, nine great halos rotate endlessly, and eight mudras, including the "Kumārajīva Mudra," "Great Compassion Mudra," and "Great Loving-kindness Mudra," change unpredictably between the fingers and palms, ultimately returning to the ninth mudra—the "Great Perfection Mudra"!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The void trembled, as if the entire world was contracting and squeezing, seemingly trying to crush those trapped within into nothingness.

This is precisely the supreme realm of the Great Zen Temple's unparalleled skill, the Great Seal of Emptiness!
"Then let me see whether your Vacuum Great Hand Seal is more powerful, or the Tathagata Palm in the Present Tathagata Sutra is stronger!"

Lin Yu chuckled softly, slowly raising his right palm, his five fingers pointing skyward, and pressing down towards the descending giant palm—

"Boundless Seal!"

"Boom!"

A giant golden hand burst forth from the sky, its palm lines as clear as ravines, each line flowing with the blood and energy of immortals and the power of tribulation lightning.

This palm strike possesses both the domineering power of martial arts and the compassion of Buddhism, and carries the supreme will to dominate the present!
"Crack! Click!"

Wherever the Vacuum Great Handprint passed, the void shattered like glass, the air compressed to its extreme, emitting a teeth-grinding sound. But Lin Yu's Boundless Seal was like a towering jade pillar, invincible!
"boom--"

The moment their palms collided, the entire sky fell silent, followed by a deafening roar. The space at the center of the collision shattered completely, turning into a chaotic mess, and the terrifying aftershocks swept away all the clouds within a thousand feet radius!

"boom!"

The Vacuum Handprint shattered instantly, and the nine light rings exploded one after another. Yang Pan groaned, staggered backward, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"The Great True Qi of the Central Wuji Void!"

Although Yang Pan knew that his fourth son had come prepared, he did not expect him to be so powerful. He spread his sleeves and a vast amount of true energy surged out.

This stream of light presented a noble bright yellow color, which was both sharp and powerful, and contained the weight of the earth element. Wherever it passed, the world was turned upside down, and even the void was pressed down and creaked!
It is the ultimate skill in the Book of Creation, "The Great True Qi of the Central Wuji Void"!
at the same time--

"boom!"

The void behind Lin Yu suddenly collapsed! A bright blade of light descended like divine punishment, accompanied by a powerful fist intent, carrying the force of a thunderbolt.

The blade light transformed into a silver lightning dragon, carrying a terrifying aura of divine retribution, and aimed straight for Lin Yu's back!

It was none other than a human immortal expert from the Great Qian royal family, who had previously been hiding in Yang Pan's Imperial Seal. Now, he had suddenly made his move, determined to crush the traitor Lin Yu in one fell swoop!
(End of this chapter)