The God of Heavens

Chapter 346 Quasi-Emperor of the Divine Organization

On the edge of the Eternal Starfield, in an ancient, unmarked starfield—

"boom!"

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted, as if the entire galaxy had exploded, and an energy tide swept across the cosmic sea.

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed; this was the coordinate he had extracted from the memories of the members of the God Organization.

When he crossed the star gate and descended into this star field, he was met with a desolate aura that spanned countless ages. The unparalleled domineering power contained within that sorrow was like a hurricane sweeping away everything!
Then, he saw——

A giant!
A towering figure stands at the center of the universe, its head submerged in chaos, its feet treading on the deepest hell.

Countless stars spun around it like dust, and the sun and moon flickered between its fingers. This was hardly a living being.
It is clearly a living cosmic wonder!
"Roar--"

The giant opened its mouth and roared, spewing out a dazzling galaxy! The Milky Way waterfall that stretched across the star field moved even Lin Yu, who was used to seeing grand scenes.

A quasi-emperor who failed to attain enlightenment, his Dharma body before transforming into the Dao!

The fluctuations of that divine consciousness were so vast that they swept across the entire star field like a tidal wave, making people unable to resist kneeling and worshipping.

In the chaotic mist, countless Dao patterns spread out from the giant's body, as if he were the true center of this universe!
As Lin Yu's gaze sharpened, piercing through the layers of mist, he finally saw the giant's full form—

He was a robust man with black hair that cascaded down like a galaxy, and real stars seemed to flow through his hair.

On his blood-stained face, his forehead was completely shattered, the stark white bones and congealed imperial blood a shocking sight. His closed eyes seemed to contain endless sorrow, and his entire enormous body...
There was no sign of life at all!

What I see before me is no longer the true form; everything is a trace of the Dao. What I heard and saw just now were all remnants of the Dao principles and Dharma forms from the past.

Boom!

A Daoist chant, seemingly originating from the very beginning of time, shook the very void.

The quasi-emperor's corpse that traversed the star field suddenly began to shrink, and endless Dao patterns converged towards the shattered Immortal Platform like rivers flowing into the sea.

The entire star field was filled with lamentations, and an ancient, desolate atmosphere swept across the eight wastelands.

The rumbling avenue shook the ancient star field, seemingly originating from the very beginning of the universe, its deafening sound giving one a sense of enlightenment.

This is the last remnant of a person who is about to attain enlightenment. However, it has no quasi-emperor artifacts or secret treasures, only sorrow and grief.

Lin Yu stood in the void, listening attentively, concentrating on his understanding, further solidifying his Dao fruit, and pondering the Dao traces in this world.

"boom!"

The final Daoist cry resounded throughout the universe, and the quasi-emperor's corpse completely dissipated, leaving only a beam of the most dazzling Daoist light, like a celestial river falling, disappearing into the desolate ancient star above.

That place, the source of his life, also vanished when he failed to attain enlightenment.

The star field returned to darkness.

Lin Yu absorbed the insights and benefited greatly. Failure to attain enlightenment would implicate an ancient star. The path cultivated by this person who was about to attain enlightenment was extraordinary and strange.

This allows him to advance further in his spiritual attainment, and he is about to reach a new level.

At the same time, a white-haired figure carrying a sword traversed the starry sky and arrived at this star field.

"Hmm, why would someone come here?"

The white-haired sword god was somewhat surprised. The future Daoist in this star field had a great relationship with him, so he often came here to visit and guard the great tomb left behind by the Daoist body.

This time, he sensed something was amiss and tore through the void to arrive, only to find a scene of transformation.

His gaze swept over and found this cultivator to be truly strange. He noticed that the cultivator's fluctuations were only at the Saint realm, yet he remained unmoved by the effects of the Dao-transforming cultivator who was about to attain enlightenment.

The white-haired sword god was very surprised. He could see the whole picture from a glimpse. The difference between a saint and a quasi-emperor was like an insurmountable chasm. Even a dead quasi-emperor should not be so calm.
"Ok?"

A divine voice rang out, and Lin Yu opened his eyes, gazing at the white-haired, sword-wielding figure standing in the starry sky, a strange smile appearing on his lips.

"God?" Lin Yu asked with certainty.

"Who are you?" the white-haired swordsman asked coldly.

"What, your people are trapped in Eternal Fall, isn't that why they came here?" Lin Yu laughed.

"Is it you, the Beidou people who swept through the Eternal Starfield?"

The white-haired swordsman understood. With his subordinate captured, it was easy for the other party to search his memories, indicating that they already knew many secrets of the God Organization.

However, as a quasi-emperor, not a native of the Eternal Starfield, he knew that the Big Dipper region was teeming with imperial weapons, and he might be bringing several imperial weapons with him on this expedition.

"Release our people, and we'll all be at peace." Even if they possessed imperial weapons, he remained fearless, not out of arrogance, but because he had the strength to back them up.

"It seems you have no intention of speaking properly." Lin Yu's expression turned cold, and his aura suddenly became sharp.

"Chong-"

The clear, sharp sword cry tore through the star field, and the moment the white-haired sword god drew his sword, ten thousand miles of void were sliced ​​open as if by thin paper.

The black greatsword crashed down with the force to cleave galaxies, shattering the laws of nature and annihilating stars along its path!

Boom!

In Lin Yu's hand, the Spear of the Underworld appeared, the Pure Land of the Gods slowly opened, holy light surged like a tide, and the hymns of hell resounded through the starry sky.

The spear of the underworld tore through the sky, changing in countless ways, with chaotic energy and boundless wilderness!

He took a step forward, the void beneath his feet shattered, and his spear pierced towards the heaven-splitting sword light like lightning—

"boom!"

The moment the spears and swords clashed, the entire star field trembled, and in the aftershocks, several dead stars were silently annihilated.

The Pure Land of the Gods, defending against everything, absorbed and redirected part of the white-haired sword god's sword light, sweeping it away with a backhand!
"boom!"

With a wave of his hand, he shattered the sword light that was swirling back. The white-haired sword god frowned and asked, "What kind of secret technique is this?" To be able to reverse the sword light, could it be the weapon control technique among the Nine Secrets, or some kind of substitution technique?

"If you want war, then let's fight! There's no need for further words!"

Lin Yu's fighting spirit surged. This quasi-emperor before him was the best whetstone to test his own Dao fruition.

Now that he is about to break through to the Saint King realm, he needs a great battle to bring about a qualitative change in himself. He cannot guarantee that he will win, but he is not without confidence either.

"Chong-"

The dragon-like sword cry once again resounded throughout the star field. The white-haired sword god swept his black sword horizontally, and the sword energy poured down like a silver river, causing the void to shatter inch by inch wherever it passed.

Lin Yu's spear trembled, and countless immortal marks appeared on it. When it collided with the sword energy, the starry sky for billions of miles shattered, and the stars turned to dust.

"Completely unharmed?"

The white-haired swordsman's gaze fell on Lin Yu, his eyes filled with surprise.

Although he hadn't given it his all, what he saw before him was still far beyond his expectations.

A sage could actually contend with a quasi-emperor?

This is a complete subversion of common sense!

At this moment, the void between the two was filled with countless cracks, both large and small, all caused by the aftershocks of the battle.

The white-haired swordsman's expression grew serious: "You... something's very wrong with you!"

On the other side, Lin Yu stood holding a spear, his black hair dancing wildly, his eyebrows like swords, their sharpness piercing the sky.

The Pure Land of Gods behind him is undergoing a transformation, with the ethereal figures of immortals gradually solidifying, as if they are about to transform into an unparalleled god who can fight against heaven and earth.

"Very good, only in a life-or-death battle can one achieve the ultimate sublimation!"

In the Quasi-Emperor realm, the gap between each minor realm is enormous and difficult to overcome. Although Lin Yu is a Saint, defeating a Great Saint is easy for him, but facing a Quasi-Emperor is somewhat troublesome.

Even so, he wanted to give it a try, since such opportunities are extremely rare.

"Sizzle—"

Lin Yu shattered the void with a single step, his palms changing shape a thousand times before finally coalescing into a giant hand that reached out, condensing the space into crystals wherever it went.

This hand, with its five fingers as clear as glass, without a single flaw, seemed to be formed from the most precious material, flowing with a power as great as the creation of the world!
"Boom!"

Lin Yu struck out from the sky, tearing the entire firmament apart. Chaos reigned on all sides, carrying a surging torrent of irresistible majesty as it crashed towards the white-haired sword god.

"what happened?"

The white-haired swordsman was speechless. This cultivator was too strange. Although he was at the Saint realm, his fighting ability was always beyond expectations. It seemed that his strength was improving without end.

However, he calmed down in the blink of an eye, held his long sword horizontally, and his mind was as clear as a mirror, like the bright sun in a clear sky.

Who is he?

A quasi-emperor level being associated with the word "emperor" is absolutely not to be underestimated.

During the battle, there will be absolutely no mistakes; in an instant, one enters a profound state of combat.

"Boom!"

Without much thought, almost instantly, the white-haired sword god made his move. Accompanied by the violent tremors of the starry sky, a vast sword aura swept across the six directions and eight wastelands, filling the heavens and the earth.

This magnificent and boundless aura, like the sun and moon falling, like a galaxy of stars, illuminates the world with splendor, and flows with a supreme and divine aura.

Where the sword light shone, countless cries of agony followed!
"when!!!"

The moment the Hand of God clashed with the Quasi-Emperor's Sword, the entire universe seemed to freeze for a split second. Then—

"Crash-"

Countless sparks shot out like a meteor shower, each spark piercing through several stars. The void at the center of the collision was completely annihilated, revealing primordial chaos!
"You're quite good." The white-haired swordsman lowered his sword slightly, a hint of regret showing in his eyes. "Among the geniuses I've ever seen, none can compare to you."

"And then?" Lin Yu sneered.

"Only those who grow up are true geniuses." The white-haired swordsman pointed his sword tip, "Join the Divine Organization, and I will forgive and forget your past actions."

"Let bygones be bygones?" Lin Yu suddenly burst into laughter. "A mere Divine Organization, a bunch of rats hiding in the shadows, dares to speak so arrogantly?"

The white-haired sword god laughed instead of getting angry: "Very good, this arrogance is worthy of your talent, but today, I will let you understand the weight of the word 'Emperor'!"

The black divine sword suddenly erupted with a blinding, eerie light; wherever its blade pointed, the rules of the entire star field distorted. This was the true pressure of a quasi-emperor, whose words became law, and all paths submitted!

However, Lin Yu's fist was faster than his sword!

"Paradise of the Gods!"

With a single punch, holy light shone upon the world. This punch seemed to gather the weight of the ancient lands and the will of the heavens and the earth.

The immense power of heaven and earth converged upon Lin Yu.

This is the paradise of the gods.

Sacred, boundless.

The Fist of Heaven, with its movements changing billions of times, every single cell chanting, billions of divine sounds converging into a torrent—

"boom!"

When that punch was truly thrown, it felt as if the entire universe was held in the palm of one's hand!

Light and darkness,
Existence and nothingness
Past and future.
All opposing concepts were forcibly unified at this moment, transforming into the purest "force," which slammed fiercely into that quasi-emperor divine sword!

(End of this chapter)