The God of Heavens

Chapter 363 Leaving a Name, the Ancient Road Ends
The moment Lin Yu stepped through the city gate, the entire ancient city fell silent.

The once bustling street seemed to be frozen in place, with the flow of people suddenly coming to a standstill.

Countless gazes turned towards them, a wave of reverence, hope, and fervor washing over them.

Without a word, Lin Yu understood the heavy expectation in those eyes—

They were waiting for a new human emperor, and they themselves were the seed that carried the hopes of all living beings.

"Ta, Ta, Ta"

The guide's footsteps broke the silence.

The usually dignified old man appeared somewhat reserved at this moment, solemnly leading the way with each step taken with exceptional steadiness.

On the bluestone path leading to the ultimate ancient road, the cultivators on both sides spontaneously made way for each other, and the air was filled with a kind of sacred sense of ritual.

"Senior! You will definitely attain the Dao and become an Emperor!"

A young, innocent voice suddenly pierced the sky.

In the crowd, a girl with flushed cheeks clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling like stars.

That shout was like a spark that instantly ignited the entire ancient city.

Lin Yu stopped and turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his lips: "Of course."

Two simple words caused the entire street to erupt in excitement.

The white-haired old cultivator wept tears of joy, the young man gazed at the figure with longing and reverence in his eyes, and the children jumped and cheered. This ancient city, which had witnessed countless geniuses, was now going crazy for one person.

"Unrivaled in the starry sky, I will surely attain the Great Dao!"

"Humanity shall rise, and the path to the Emperor shall be opened!"

The sound was like a surging tide, lasting for a long time.

As Lin Yu's figure disappeared at the end of the ancient road, those shouts still echoed on the city wall, turning into a legend that will never fade.

Later trial participants, standing on the same bluestone slabs, would always unconsciously look up at the sky and talk about the figure who left behind countless myths.

"Your Excellency, won't you stay here a while?" Fairy Qing Shi asked, her eyes filled with anticipation as she gently lifted her sleeves.

Lin Yu gazed into the depths of the starry sky and shook his head, saying, "No need, let's go directly to the Crystal Stele to nominate ourselves."

"Tsk tsk tsk," the nine-tailed crocodile dragon shook its enormous head, its golden scales rustling. "A maiden's shyness surpasses everything! This eagerness to return home, could it be..."

"Boom!"

A sharp rap on the head struck the crocodile's head, making its scales stand on end.

"Speak properly!" Lin Yu glared at the lazybones with annoyance. What kind of rubbish did this guy read all day, learning nothing but nonsensical phrases?

Fairy Qing Shi covered her lips and chuckled, her snow-white veil trembling slightly. The Six-Eared Macaque squatted at the dragon's tail, munching on a fairy peach, looking like he was enjoying the show.

The Crocodile Dragon shrank its neck, looking aggrieved, and its nine tails drooped down: "I was just worried about Your Majesty. I heard about the situation in Beidou..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, you'll have the ingredients to make crocodile soup next time." Lin Yu glanced at it indifferently, which scared the thing into immediately shutting its mouth.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

Who would have thought that this dragon general, who struck fear into the hearts of all races on the ancient road, would behave like this in front of his own esteemed master?

"Let's go." Lin Yu waved his sleeve and took the lead in stepping into the ultimate ancient path.

The others quickly followed, leaving only Crocodile Dragon muttering to himself, "These are all stories I learned from Zun."

A majestic pass stands tall, shrouded in primordial chaos, its traces indelible by the passage of time.

This majestic pass is nameless, yet the names of the Human Emperor, Amitabha Buddha, Ruthless Man, Void, Wushi, and the Azure Emperor are engraved on each of the stone pillars.

This alone is enough to explain everything.

One after another, colossal stone pillars soar into the nebula, standing like pillars supporting the heavens before the majestic pass. Each pillar is a weighty history, etched with the threads of time.

Dozens of stone pillars lined up in a row, towering and imposing, surrounded by Yin energy, and the one with the incessant roar of the Heavenly Dao must belong to the Human Emperor.

The patterns of the Great Thunder Temple are located on Mount Sumeru, signifying the teachings of Amitabha Buddha;

A grimace mark hides bitterness and smiles, along with tear stains, symbolizing the life of a ruthless person;
Beside an ancient mirror, a lingering image remains, recording the end of the Void Emperor who fought to the death and quelled the turmoil in the Seven Forbidden Zones;

The Chaos Bell suppresses the past and present; the figure beneath the bell has his back to all living beings, his life and death shrouded in mystery, and is the mark of the Primordial Supreme Being.
A single blue lotus shatters the eternal azure sky, standing alone, gazing towards the celestial realm—it is the symbol of the Azure Emperor…

There are more than a dozen huge stone pillars standing side by side here. From ancient emperors to later emperors, people from different powerful clans have all left their mark at this moment.

These marks do not showcase brilliance or record glory; they are merely a kind of preservation that transcends time and space.

The thought that so many great emperors once walked this ancient road is awe-inspiring and evokes a flood of thoughts.

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping over the stone pillars that had witnessed countless emperors and sovereigns. People often say that the great emperors are lonely, but in his view, that is nothing more than the imagination of mortals.

In his view, apart from a very few emperors who could maintain their original intentions, most emperors and sovereigns would shatter their prestige when they finally chose to cut off their own lives.

What remains is merely an immortal demon in human skin; it is utterly unfathomable and is probably no better than those ordinary people with tranquil minds.

The pass was completely silent, with no one on guard, and huge bronze rings with animal heads hanging on the tightly closed gate.

The tall city walls were dull and lifeless, as if they had long been deserted.

This is the first challenge of the ultimate ancient road!
In fact, it has many names. Some call it the Immortal Path, some call it the Emperor Path, and some call it the only path to godhood, or the Heavenly Path.

This road is too dangerous. Even a powerful expert of the Great Sage level cannot push open the city gate, let alone break through it.

This is why one must not set foot in this place unless one has reached the corresponding level or possesses sufficient strength.

"The Nine Imperial Passes," Lin Yu sighed softly, "It's a pity I'm not destined to cross them." With his current cultivation speed, no one in the entire Golden Age can match him. By the time the Imperial Passes open, he will probably already be standing at another level.

"Since I'm already here, I might as well leave my name." Lin Yu stepped forward casually, not to pass the test, but simply to leave his mark in the annals of history.

hum-

A soft hum echoed through the silent starry sky, and before the tightly closed city gates, a giant monument silently appeared.

An immense pressure swept out, an aura that even a Great Sage would tremble before, with the faint fluctuations of an Emperor spreading through it.

The stone tablet soars into the clouds, its front as clear and bright as a mirror, shimmering with a mysterious luster, as if it could reflect one's true nature.

The four corners and the back are simple and unadorned, no different from ordinary stone.

"Tai Chu has actually gone ahead of me." Lin Yu's eyes flashed.

On the crystal tablet, five names shone with dazzling divine light, each like an ever-burning lamp, radiating eternal brilliance.

The name at the very top is particularly eye-catching—The Beginning.

This celestial embryo that escaped from the Primordial Ancient Mine should have perished amidst the surrounding supreme beings, but it forcibly carved out a path to survival.

Although Lin Yu knew that this person was extraordinary, he did not expect that the other party would leave his name here before him.

"It seems that the beginning of time has been quite some time."

Lin Yu muttered to himself, "Even with my speed, I'm still lagging behind, which shows how extraordinary my opponent is."

The other names were quite unfamiliar; it was unclear which powerful race from the depths of space these prodigies belonged to.

With the Dao patterns flowing from his fingertips, Lin Yu solemnly engraved his true name—Lin Yu—on the crystal tablet.

In an instant, a brilliant light shone forth, shaking the entire majestic pass.

"After all these years, I can finally embark on my journey home." Looking towards the direction of the Big Dipper Star Region, Lin Yu's face showed a rare look of anticipation.

"Your Excellency, are we heading back to the Burial Emperor Star? I've been wanting to see the legendary Burial Emperor Star for ages!"

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon excitedly swung its nine golden tails, its eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Strictly speaking, it was I who returned to Beidou."

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Your strength is still insufficient, and you need to hone it more here." Lin Yu's gaze swept over the crowd.

These followers have had too smooth a journey with him, lacking the experience of life-or-death battles. If this continues, it may actually limit their growth.

Fairy Qing Shi was the first to understand and solemnly bowed, saying, "I will respectfully follow Your Majesty's teachings."

She understood that it was precisely those hardships and obstacles that forged true strength.

"Ah?!" The nine-tailed crocodile dragon let out a mournful cry and lunged forward to hug Lin Yu's leg. "Your Excellency, please don't! I promise I won't say anything out of line again."

"Hmph, since you're unwilling to take the initiative, then I'll send you on your way."

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, raised his hand to cleave open the void, grabbed the crocodile dragon's tail, swung it around and threw it into the space-time tunnel, "The ancient road of the demon race is just right for your training."

"Your Majesty, I was wrong—" The crocodile dragon's screams gradually faded into the distance in the passage.

Seeing this, the Six-Eared Macaque wisely scratched his head and said, "Um... I can walk by myself."

After saying that, he somersaulted into the depths of the starry sky.

Lin Yu watched as his remaining followers embarked on their respective journeys, then nodded in satisfaction before turning and leaving to embark on his journey back to his homeland through the starry sky.

They came after ten years of fighting, traversing countless desolate starfields, but now their return journey is only a stone's throw away.

Holding the beacon of the Big Dipper constellation, Lin Yu saw the vast universe transformed into a star map that could be folded at will.

"Zheng——"

The roar of a dragon as the immortal sword was drawn resounded throughout the starry sky.

A dazzling sword light pierced eternity, forcefully cleaving open a spacetime passage that spanned the Milky Way.

Lin Yu's figure disappeared into it, leaving only the gradually dissipating sword intent ripples.

As he departed, the geniuses of various races along dozens of ancient roads all breathed a sigh of relief.

The oppressive shadow that had suffocated everyone finally disappeared.

Some felt relieved, while some young cultivators secretly regretted their actions.

Knowing they had no chance of becoming emperors, they instead hoped that this supreme human could continue to guard the ancient road and awe all races.

In the starry sky, the legend of Lin Yu shines ever brighter.

His followers did not accompany him, but continued their campaigns along the ancient roads of various tribes.

The Fairy of Green Poetry, her white robes stained with blood, broke through seven ancient stars in succession; the Crocodile Dragon Warrior swept across the ancient road of the demon race, forcing even the older generation of holy kings to retreat in despair.
The most astonishing was the Six-Eared Macaque, whose Battle Saint Technique swept across the ancient road, defeating eighteen young supreme beings in succession, silencing the entire ancient road.

"What's the point of fighting for the imperial path?" A prodigy from another race lamented in despair as he watched his followers walk away.

If even that man's subordinates are so terrifying, what are these so-called prodigies compared to them?
Meanwhile, Lin Yu had long since left behind the bloodshed and carnage of the ancient road.

What he left behind is a legend that future generations look up to, a swan song that resounds through the starry sky.

In the space-time tunnel cleaved by the immortal sword, that figure, gradually fading into the distance, is heading towards the direction of the Big Dipper, embarking on its true journey home.

(End of this chapter)