The God of Heavens

Chapter 290 Seizing the Ancient Rashomon

The power of the Great Luo Heaven Seal was fully concentrated, covering the sky and encompassing everything. It had the power to move mountains and fill seas, and it grabbed the ten-inch-high Rashomon Gate and lifted it up!

Boom!

With this breakthrough, the Emperor of Huoluo Kingdom lost the blessing of Rashomon, and his momentum plummeted. Lin Yu turned his sword and fiercely swung this peerless divine weapon, slashing towards the Emperor of Huoluo Kingdom.

In an instant, the thousands of sword energies suddenly converged, and the originally overwhelming sharpness was completely condensed.

The sword light swirled like a galaxy, condensing into a three-inch-long, cold gleam. The sword energy was contained yet not revealed, absorbing the light and striking the curved blade of the Emperor of Huoluo Kingdom.

when!
Instantly, all of Ashoka's attacks were shaken by the sword light and completely thwarted.

A surge of powerful sword intent erupted, and his scimitar, forged from countless treasures, shattered inch by inch under the Panhuang Sword. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, his blood tracing a scarlet arc in the air.

"This is the Panhuang Life Sword, the divine weapon of the Holy Emperor Pan. How did you obtain it?"

Ashoka, whose weapon had been shattered by a single sword strike, stared at the Panhuang Life Sword in Lin Yu's hand, his voice filled with shock and resentment, and asked.

Lin Yu did not answer, but smiled faintly, and with a backhand slash, he thrust his sword straight at the Pope of the Essence Temple who was fighting against the Heavenly Serpent King!

"laugh--"

The sword energy pierced through the air, completely destroying all the magical protections on the pope's body.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several platinum magic shields exploded, and these supreme protective spells of the Essence Temple, the Undying Magic Shield, instantly turned into countless specks of light that scattered across the sky.

Under the sharp edge of the Panhuang Life Sword, the Pope's magic shield was as fragile as an eggshell.

The sword's momentum didn't stop; it continued forward!
"Click, click-"

The hundreds of layers of protective magic stacked on the Pope's body collapsed one after another, and the dense rune barrier crumbled in front of the sword light.

The sword's edge was aimed straight at his throat, and the fierce wind even lifted the Pope's veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

In a fleeting glance, it became clear that this incomparably noble spiritual leader of six or seven hundred million people in the Western Regions was actually an extremely beautiful woman with unparalleled beauty.

Lin Yu's eyes remained calm and still as the sword light lifted the Pope's veil and mercilessly pierced her throat!
At the critical moment, the Pope suddenly raised the "Scepter of Glory" in his hand, and with a nimble turn of his slender fingers as if wielding a magic wand, the tip of the scepter precisely blocked the blade of the Panhuang Life Sword.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The scepter and the longsword clashed, sparks flying!

The Pope's figure rose like a feather, darting lightly with the sword's movement, like a leaf dancing in the wind.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, and his sword momentum suddenly accelerated. The tip of the Panhuang Life Sword drew a sharp arc of light, and the Pope's veil tore open, revealing his stunning face.

"laugh--"

When the sword was only inches from his throat, the Pope's scepter of glory hastily met it. However, this time, Lin Yu's sword strike contained the suppressing power of the primordial cause and effect.

"clang!"

Amidst the deafening clang of metal, the scepter was forcefully pressed back, the Pope groaned, and his body flew backward, leaving a trail of blood in the air.

"Hmph, Yang Qian, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have this divine weapon. You should know that this is only a weapon for the Yang God, and it can't withstand the siege of many experts from the Western Regions!"

As Emperor Ashoka of the Kingdom of Khotan spoke, his movements as swift as leaping stars, he arrived outside the palace, raised his arms, and shouted, his aura surging and his voice shaking the entire imperial city.
"All citizens of the Western Regions, Imperial Guards, come at once and capture the traitor of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

"Haha!" Lin Yu laughed loudly, and countless thoughts flew out, transforming into a Dharma body with large earlobes reaching his shoulders, resembling both a Buddha and a Taoist.

When the Buddha raised his hand, the entire universe seemed to condense into his palm at that moment.

In this vast world, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, and all living beings, even the void and reality, the tangible and the intangible, the spiritual and the non-spirited, all existence transforms into the most primordial power, converging like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

He slapped down at Hong Xuanji!
“Gate, Gate… Mahagate… Paragate, Parasamgate…”

"Great, magnificent..."

"Go, surpass..."

"Greatness, transcendence... Great beings, transcendence together..."

The chanting resounded loudly, grand and solemn, each syllable containing a truth that transcends time and space.

The roar was powerful and majestic, carrying immense strength, as if it were meant to save all living beings.

When the Buddha's palm struck down, Hong Xuanji felt as if the entire world was pressing down on him.

He roared, and the Imperial Dragon Armor burst forth with dazzling light. The Dragon Claw shot upwards and collided violently with the divine palm!
"boom--!!!"

Amidst a deafening roar, Lin Yu unleashed three powerful seals in succession: the "Mahayana Seal," the "Gate Seal," and the "Prajna Seal." A violent energy storm instantly swept across the entire hall. Hong Xuanji was struck as if by lightning, sent flying backward. His Imperial Dragon Armor shattered and scattered, its runes cracked, and with a deafening roar, the hall's beams and pillars collapsed, bricks flew everywhere, and a huge gap was blasted into the dome.

The Marquis of Wuwen had a grim and iron-like face. His gaze swept over Lin Yu and the Emperor Huoluo like lightning. He couldn't help but snort coldly. A blood-red flying carpet flew out from his sleeve. He leaped onto it and transformed into a blood-red rainbow, soaring into the sky.

"Haha, Hong Xuanji, just run! In this vast world, in this boundless universe, the farther you escape, the better! But remember—"

Lin Yu waved his hand, putting away the Imperial Dragon Armor. A wave of pure light swept through the Primordial Heavenly Gate, and his figure vanished instantly.
"One day, I will search the heavens and the earth to find you and drag you out from the ends of the earth to keep your emperor company!"

……

Inside the Huoluo Kingdom's palace, after Lin Yu left, the two emperors gathered together, and several astonishing rainbows flew over.

The leader was an old man holding a bent staff. He had a hunched back and an eight-foot-long beard that reached his feet, but it was combed so neatly that each hair was distinct and there was not a trace of messiness.

He was none other than the Western Regions National Preceptor, Master Kahn, and the leader of the Giant Magic Legion.

Behind him, several powerful martial arts masters landed one after another; they were all princes and generals from the capital. They had come after receiving a message from King Ashoka, but they were ultimately too late.

"Yang Qian is an unknown figure, yet his strength is unexpectedly formidable," Ashoka said in a deep voice.
"First he killed the Four Gods, then he seized my ancient Rashomon Gate. This gate is incredibly powerful; if he were to refine it, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"That ancient Rashomon is the possession of a great god of primordial energy. How could he possibly subdue it? Carrying this divine artifact will only become his death warrant."

After Lin Yu ripped off the veil of the Pope of the Essence Temple, a mist appeared again to conceal his face, and he said coldly:
"If you don't discard it in time, one day the God of Vitality will come knocking on your door."

Master Kahn's long beard moved without wind, and his sunken eyes gleamed with a sharp light: "It is said that the Ten Tathagata Seals are infinitely powerful, and only my Western Regions' supreme divine technique, the 'Three Realms Primordial Qi Cannon,' can compare to them. It is a pity that I have not been able to witness it with my own eyes, which is truly regrettable."

"The Primordial God is at a crucial moment in separating from his divine body," the Pope said quietly. "Otherwise, how could he be allowed to be so rampant?"

Kahn's eyes gleamed even brighter: "The Great God of Primordial Qi is as powerful as the Creator, but because of his divine body, he is not as free as those who cultivate the Tao."

Once he attains a human body and renounces his faith, even the Dream God would likely have to admit defeat.

Upon hearing this, a complex expression flashed across everyone's eyes.

……

Inside the Primordial Heavenly Gate, the Dragon Maiden Ao Luan's eyes gleamed with astonishment:
"Yang Qian, you are truly remarkable! Hong Xuanji, the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple, and King Ashoka, aren't they all peerless figures who are renowned throughout the world? You actually managed to seize such a divine artifact as the Ancient Rashomon from their hands."

"Even if the world's number one expert, Meng Shenji, were to personally come, he probably wouldn't be able to do it as well as you."

Tian She Wang Xing's eyes flickered, the scene of the battle just now still lingering in his mind.

Lin Yu single-handedly defeated three peerless masters in their siege, and even managed to seize the national treasure. Such a feat is truly astonishing.

"So, are you going to refine this divine artifact next?" Starry Eyes asked softly.

"Not bad." Lin Yu nodded slightly.
"When I went to the Huoluo Kingdom's palace, Zhao Hu and his men had already launched a surprise attack on the heartland of the Western Regions army with the Creation Gourd. The battle was over, and now was the best time to go into seclusion and cultivate."

With a flick of his wrist, the ancient Rashomon appeared in his palm, its chaotic energy surging within. Though only ten inches in size, it was heavier than a small mountain.

At this moment, the artifact was still trembling violently. If Lin Yu hadn't suppressed it, it would have broken through the air and left immediately.

Lin Yu's magical power seeped into the ancient Rashomon inch by inch. Countless talismans and ancient inscriptions gathered together, like leaping musical notes, and finally intertwined to form a magnificent ancient myth.

This myth tells of the Western Regions civilization's understanding of primordial energy, and the profound insights left behind by countless sages who have explored the origin of heaven and earth throughout history.

As Lin Yu's thoughts deepened, deep within the ancient Rashomon, countless runes intertwined, gradually coalescing into a blurry phantom of a giant god.

Only the upper body of this deity is visible, while the lower body transforms into a dragon-snake tail like smoke and clouds, meandering and swimming in the chaos. Its entire body is a chaotic color, and its muscle lines are extremely smooth.

Looking at this colossus, Lin Yu was absolutely certain that this great god possessed the immense power to move the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

It possesses a sense of existence that transcends the dimensions of reality.

This is the supreme deity of the Western Regions—

A fleeting glimpse of the God of Vitality.

Its upper body is human, while its lower body resembles a dragon or a snake, showcasing its extraordinary nature that transcends the mundane.

"Ancient primordial energy. I am your embodiment. We coexist, giving birth to all things, evolving thunder and lightning, and nurturing human intelligence."

Ancient chants emanated from the phantom of this deity, each sound resonating with a captivating power.

Lin Yu felt his mind churning, and his thoughts seemed on the verge of collapse.

"Boundless light, boundless darkness, the mysterious heaven upholds the Dao, cause and effect are never empty."

With a thought, Lin Yu's brow instantly sparked with countless ideas, which intertwined to form a mandala barrier of light and darkness. With a slight rotation, it sealed the illusory image of the god.

(End of this chapter)