The God of Heavens

Chapter 348 The Daoist Master's Immortal Wine is Mature
The Hand of God condensed the void, transforming it into a sealing crystal that suppressed the Quasi-Emperor Sword God of the God Organization.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the void shattered, and a giant hand descended from the sky, striking towards Lin Yu with extreme speed and overwhelming divine might.

He suddenly retreated, his angel wings unfurling and transforming into wings millions of feet long, tearing through layers of void and dodging the giant hand in the first instant.

"boom"

The emperor's might was vast, transforming into a storm in the starry sky. Each gust of wind could tear open a black hole, terrifying beyond measure. This was a wisp of divine power from a supreme quasi-emperor.

An old man appeared near Lin Yu, ignoring the fact that the white-haired sword god was sealed, and stared at Lin Yu in surprise.

The old man's mere wisp of divine thought nearly obliterated him; had it not been for the angel wings, he would have been dead on the spot.

If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the old god of the God Organization, a true one who is about to attain enlightenment!
At the Quasi-Emperor realm, each level of difference is a chasm, almost comparable to the previous major realm. When a true cultivator about to attain enlightenment appears, even if it is only a wisp of divine thought, killing Lin Yu is as easy as turning one's hand.

Lin Yu was not surprised by this. He had almost destroyed the prestige of the God Organization, so it would be strange if nothing unexpected happened!
"Unfortunately, I can't suppress you today."

Lin Yu felt somewhat regretful. Since the old god had already arrived, and the other third of the Immortal Ascension Cauldron was not on the white-haired sword god's body, this battle had to end here.

"Do you think you can still leave?" The white-haired sword god emerged from the seal, laughing in extreme anger.

Lin Yu ignored him completely. Why bother with the wailing of a defeated dog? He leisurely tore through the void and left.

Seeing Lin Yu's expression, the white-haired swordsman was so angry that his eyes turned red. His opponent's disregard for him was even more humiliating than the near-death experience he had just faced.

He was about to lash out when he was stopped by the old man. His gaze was deep as he stared at Lin Yu. Although he was filled with murderous intent, he made no other move.

After Lin Yu left, the starry sky returned to calm. The white-haired sword god, puzzled, looked at the old god and said, "Senior..."

"It's not that I don't want to take him down, but things just haven't gone smoothly,"

The old man spoke, his tone grave, "To avoid a greater conflict, we can only let this person go for now."

"You are already on the path to enlightenment. Apart from those supreme beings, are there any beings in the world stronger than you?"

"What about those who are about to attain enlightenment? In the eyes of the Supreme Being, they are nothing but ants. And that person is only one step away from truly attaining enlightenment."

The old god looked on with awe and said, "Or rather, if the Great Dao of the Azure Emperor had not been scattered back then, perhaps that person would already be a great emperor who rules the universe by now."

"What? It's him... Gai Jiuyou!" The white-haired sword god was shocked and could no longer maintain his cold expression.

“That’s right, it’s this person who’s protecting us. Nine thousand years ago, he was almost able to attain enlightenment, but he was blocked by the Azure Emperor’s Great Dao.” The old god nodded.

"Let's go, let's leave this place. The path to immortality through the Big Dipper is about to open, and we must continue with the plans we've organized."

The white-haired swordsman was helpless, but he didn't have the strength to cause trouble for Lin Yu again, so he could only tear the universe apart and leave this star field.

At this moment, Lin Yu thanked Gai Jiuyou for his protection and returned to Dayue Slope.

Although this battle was not entirely successful, it was not without its gains. The great battle with the white-haired sword god not only allowed him to break through to the Saint King realm, but also allowed him to assess his own strength.

The white-haired sword god was around the fourth or fifth level of Quasi-Emperor. He was completely overwhelmed by the main body that had broken through. It can be said that as long as Lin Yu doesn't provoke those old monsters in the late Quasi-Emperor stage, he can basically roam freely in this universe.

Time is always on his side.

The ancient road of the human race.

After a major purge, Lin Yu's reputation soared. Everyone knew that this ruthless man from the Burial Emperor Star was not only exceptionally talented but also ruthless in his methods. He single-handedly wiped out the Qi and Liu families.

The guides and enforcers had strange expressions. Although Lin Yu had cleaned up the cancerous tumor on the ancient road, most of the people who died at his hands were their colleagues, so they always felt uneasy.

They had no choice but to serve him carefully, fearing that this old man might suddenly start killing again at the slightest provocation.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Yu returned to the city, someone reported that the ancient road protector, the Great Sage Qinghuang, had been invited.

"Fellow Daoist is back. Shall we continue to the next level?" Great Sage Qinghuang asked with a smile.

"No rush." ​​Lin Yu's gaze turned to the depths of Dayue Slope, his eyes gleaming. "This place holds both opportunities and dangers. Let's resolve them together today before moving on."

The tenth city guide's expression changed drastically. "Brother, please think twice! Those seven ancient wells are far-reaching; a slight mishap could cause the ancient road to collapse!"

The seven ancient wells buried by the Holy Spirit Clan were known to the human protectors as time bombs, but no one dared to touch them lightly, for fear of triggering a catastrophe.

It wasn't until the Holy Spirit Clan plotted that they went with the flow, opened the ancient well, and used the Holy Spirit and the powerful members of the Light Clan as weapons.

Even so, it caused widespread suffering and death, and eighteen years of turmoil, severing this ancient starry path.

"Who dares to obstruct our ancient path of humanity—" Lin Yu's sleeves fluttered without wind, "They shall simply be killed."

The resolute words shook everyone to their core. Daoist Qinghuang took a deep breath: "Since you are so determined, we are willing to lend a helping hand!"

"Walk."

Lin Yu stepped into Dayue Slope first. The gray mist that had originally enveloped the area had long been swept away by the previous heavenly tribulation lightning.

There is a huge rock here, with an ancient sword mark carved on it. It has been through countless changes of time, but it is still clear. Although no sword energy remains, the fighting spirit that cuts through eternity still makes people tremble.

As soon as the sage kings approached, they were forced to retreat and contemplate the fierce killing intent, their mouths and noses bleeding.

Passing through the sword-marked stone wall, the scene before us became even more eerie—

Ancient corpses littered the ground, including powerful human beings, giants of the demon race, and even fragmented stone bodies of holy spirits. These bodies, which should have been immortal, turned to ashes as people passed by, as if some force had drained their last bit of divinity.

"Wow—"

A pitch-black river of the underworld stretched out before them, its waters flowing silently, its chilling aura freezing the void, and its ghostly vapors powerful enough to annihilate even beings of the ancient saint level.

However, countless rotting corpses floated on the River Styx. Although they were already decayed, they still retained human form and were far from turning into ashes.

"These corpses that have drifted down from the ancient times still exist in the world. What kind of place is at the end of the River Styx?"

The Nine-Tailed Crocodile Dragon's eyes shone with divine light, as if it wanted to see everything clearly. If it hadn't followed Lin Yu here, it really wouldn't have wanted to step into such a dangerous place.

As the group traveled upstream, they could occasionally see one or two corpses floating downstream in the river.

Of course, these dead could not all be ancient saints; even in the mythological era, ancient saints were by no means ubiquitous.

However, the place was filled with a heavy aura of death, making one feel as if they had stepped into the underworld.

Lin Yu remained calm. With a light tap of his fingertips, the death energy within a radius of hundreds of miles flowed into the hellish plane within his body, like rivers flowing into the sea.

This is enough to corrode even the deathly aura of a saint, but to him it is nothing more than nourishing nutrients.

The group continued onward, and the source of the River Styx gradually came into view—

It was a melting iceberg, its chill biting cold.

Countless hideous corpses were frozen in the ice, and cultivators of various races remained in their fighting postures, as if they had been collectively frozen in an instant.

"At least a quasi-emperor's level," the Great Sage Qinghuang said in a tense voice. It could freeze the entire battlefield in an instant, leaving even a saint no time to react. Such power was terrifying.

Lin Yu seemed to be deep in thought. If he were to use the Ice Soul Dao to its fullest extent, he could also achieve the same result. But what concerned him more was the dark pool deep within the ice mountain.

The cold pool was bottomless and pitch black, with countless black vapors rising from it, and corpses occasionally emerging from it.

A terrifying power permeated the pool, like a source of destruction, filled with a powerful aura of death.

"Infinite Light!"

As soon as the holy words were spoken, light shone everywhere, holy light surged and covered the sky, and holy songs rose up from all directions.

Lin Yu's body was enveloped in holy light as he walked on the earth, like an absolute god of light.

In an instant, the black mist of death in the deep pool melted away like snow, revealing the scene at the bottom.

There is a demonic well in the pool!
Ancient Taoist marks were carved on the well's edge, and it seemed as if an old Taoist was chanting scriptures, but the image vanished in an instant, leaving only ancient runes that sealed the contents within.

"Is what's sealed at Dayuepo the thing in this well?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

"Why did so many cultivators shed their blood here during the mythological era?"

"This aura is terrifying. Should we really open it?"

Many of the saints present felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were on the verge of the end of the world, and they had a strong sense of crisis.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Lin Yu spoke, his massive hand reaching out and destroying everything in its path, turning everything into chaos. He used his unparalleled power to break the seal on the Demon Well.

"Boundless Dao Venerable".

A phantom image of a Taoist priest appeared and gradually faded; this was a seal left behind by the former Taoist master.

The next moment, a cold wind howled and blood rained down!

The entire world seemed to be dragged into the deepest hell, with black mist spewing from the demon well obscuring the starry sky, and blood rain mixed with mournful howls.

Even more terrifying was the eerie howl emanating from the bottom of the well, as if a colossal beast from the primordial era was breaking free of its shackles!

Even a saint would be consumed by the blood rain and die in such an environment.

Within this rain of blood lies a terrifying demonic power, much like the bloodstains of the fallen Emperor in the depths of the Celestial Palace, a small world within the Northern Dipper's Mystic Mansion. Even though the essence has been lost, the killing intent remains intense.

"Boom!"

A pale hand suddenly grabbed out from the edge of the ancient well, as if a demon had broken free of its seal and descended upon the world.

It was an ancient person, whose armor had long since decayed, clearly indicating that he had existed for an extremely long time; his disheveled hair obscured his face, making it impossible to discern his features.

He appeared weak, but as soon as he appeared, he suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled sharply, as if to devour endless essence and restore his original appearance.

"Back off!"

Lin Yu shouted a sharp rebuke, and with a slight thought, the Celestial Pure Flame descended. This radiant holy flame, capable of purifying all things, was terrifyingly powerful; upon landing on the ancient man, it instantly evaporated him completely.

The next moment, the Heavenly Fire received fuel, and its flames grew even more intense, igniting all the dozens of demons that surged out of the ancient well. Even the death energy that made up these demons was ignited by the fire, and they were eventually reduced to ashes.

It should be noted that these demons possessed the power of saints when they first appeared. If they devoured enough living beings, they could display the combat power of a saint king. However, in front of Lin Yu, they were all like ants.

Wherever the celestial fire passed, neither demons nor evil spirits could withstand it for even a moment. They turned into fuel amidst screams, making the fire grow ever stronger.

(End of this chapter)