All heavens, let's begin with the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power!

Chapter 143 The Body of Sovereignty, the Wisdom of God!
"This is……"

Yang An felt as if his brain had exploded; time, space, fate, cause and effect—everything was gone, vanished.

I felt as if I were in an endless, pitch-black void, where nothing existed, it was the essence of nothingness, the end of everything!

Here, countless lights in the sky coalesced into a vast, magnificent, sacred, and perfect world, which is the abode of the gods, the paradise of the gods!
Beneath the void lies countless darknesses, which, in contrast, form a dense array of planes.

These planes are as numerous as the sands of the ocean, exuding a chilling demonic aura, emanating countless evil, depravity, and despairing emotions; they are the hell where demons dwell.

Light belongs to the gods in heaven!
Darkness belongs to the demons of hell!
Gods and demons have existed in the universe since time immemorial, constantly battling each other. Infinite time and space, countless planes, are trembling incessantly, continuing for almost eternity.

Suddenly, a great power emerged from the deepest part of the heavens, and in the light and darkness, an embodiment of that power appeared.

It was a majestic deity with an elephant's head and a human body. He was boundless and his body was shaped and refined by countless lights and shadows, light and darkness!

What a magnificent power it was, flowing through the void, creating something from nothing, and forging this divine statue. Light and darkness are both merely a part of it. The divine statue roared to the heavens, and the demons of hell trembled.

He stomped out with one foot, and the entire world turned into chaos. Endless darkness was trampled under his feet, and countless demons, evil gods, and monsters could only howl in fear as they were completely suppressed!
"King of the Divine Elephants!"

Yang An spoke slowly and deliberately, and the same strange phenomenon unfolded behind him: heaven above his head and hell beneath his feet! However, compared to the great and immortal divine body in his mind, it seemed insignificant.

But the true essence had already flowed through his heart, giving rise to enlightenment, and he understood perfectly how his entire body could be reshaped.

From this perspective, the cultivation of the first transformation in the legend, the Blood Soul Transformation, is actually similar to the first incarnation of the Dharma Body. It requires condensing the Dharma and principles and transforming them into the embodiment of the laws. Cultivating the Great Sun Sword Technique will condense the Great Sun Sword Body, and cultivating the Sea Emperor Technique will condense the Sea Emperor Body.

However, compared to the step-by-step method of the first life cultivation, the legendary cultivation is much more domineering, directly detonating the physical body, and death is the only outcome if it fails!
"So that's how it is. After nine life-snatching trials, one begins to condense the body of a sovereign, and reaching the legendary level signifies minor success!"

Yang An was overjoyed. He had exhausted all methods to become the supreme god, which perfectly matched this process. He had already begun his true cultivation and didn't need to wait until he became a legend!

"Good! Form the Body of the Ruler!"

Yang An exclaimed "Good!" three times in succession. With a grab of his large hand, he extracted endless Netherworld Demonic Qi from the nascent Gate of Hell. The Hell Furnace roared as it refined the Qi with near-madness.

The massive amount of demonic energy from the Nine Netherworlds was transformed into the essence of life, becoming holy and pure.

It was then refined by Yang An into true energy, which was poured into every inch of his flesh, blood, meridians, and acupoints. His body began to change, his flesh and blood wriggled, and the cultivation method of the master body operated automatically. In just a short while, a huge change occurred.

The platinum-gold blood was the first to change, appearing even more sacred and majestic.

Each drop of blood seemed to contain countless tiny lives, lives that were like humans and demons, gods and ghosts, immortals and Buddhas, emperors and sovereigns, possessing all the greatest aura and power in the world.

They arranged and combined with each other in a most perfect way, operating and transforming Yang An's body.

This life structure and form is close to perfection, and it is evolving towards a higher level every minute and every second!

"Buzz buzz!!"

Yang An's body, joints, and marrow were also vibrating and arranging, with dense runes appearing, like hymns of heaven and blessings from the gods, revealing a sacred realm!

Swish!
Deep within his brow, his flesh and blood transformed, and a vertical eye appeared.

This eyeball is like a heavenly eye, deep and vast, containing endless starry skies and countless planes of existence. Space is born and dies within this eyeball.

This is the blessing of the gods, bestowed upon the divine image, to overcome darkness, the unique eye of the 'Body of Sovereignty', the Eye of the Lord!

Legend has it that when the divine elephant opened the Lord's eye, even the most powerful demons lurking in the deepest part of hell dared not move. It represents the most powerful 'Lord' in the world, past, present, and future, and is the embodiment of the Lord's power.

What the Lord says exists, will never perish; what the Lord says disappears, will fall like a shooting star. The Lord controls the world, the Lord created the universe, the Lord is the master of destiny, the Lord is the creator of heaven…

All mythology and history come from that 'Lord'!
All evil has nowhere to hide in front of him. It is as if Yang An can see through all the heavens. He sees the Nine Netherworlds, the Nine Heavens, and all the myriad worlds, the endless planes and timelines.

"Looking down from such a high vantage point, it's like the perspective of a legendary, powerful being!"

Yang An felt a heartfelt sense of awe. The power of the Eye of the Lord had not yet been fully revealed. If one were to cultivate it to the level of Shattered Myth, one would be able to see the origin and end of time at a glance, taking in countless timelines.

Looking back on the past from the other side and occupying the future, isn't that just like that?

“It is the power that gives rise to the characteristics, and the characteristics themselves are not important!” Yang An had completely understood that this was the enlightenment of the divine elephant’s wisdom.

Right now, deep within his mind, even the forbidden zone of God was revealing a trace of infinite wisdom rising up. The Lord's brain truly lived up to its name, and all his past thoughts and memories were being reviewed once again.

"So that's how it is, I was influenced!"

Yang An suddenly realized why his desire to cultivate the One Lifetime Technique was so strong; it shouldn't have been like this.

He's been set up by the other side.

Although it is unknown which one it is, there is no doubt that it started from the Demon Tomb, which led him into this path. The Demon Lord's afterimage itself is a trap. Any action of a dead Demon Lord is nothing more than a thought of fate.

With the protection of the gods' marks, the other shore cannot directly interfere with Yang An. The glory of the gods cannot be desecrated; the powerful beings behind the Six Paths of Reincarnation are the best example. Demon Buddha Ananda and Lu Ya almost perished.

Even if the other side makes a move, their fate won't be any better than theirs. The Mark of the Gods grows stronger when faced with a powerful opponent, and when it unleashes its power, no one can stop it.

Yang Qi's divine mark only severely injured Yama Demon Emperor. Compared to the legendary and the creation realm, their strengths were worlds apart, but the result remained unchanged.

Even Yang An's timeline is protected by the mark of the gods. Even if the other side restarts the timeline billions of times, this history will never change. If he kills you, you are truly dead.

Even if one were to reverse time and be resurrected on the other side, they could only create similar puppets, never the real person.

The power of the Mark of the Gods is beyond question.

“But I can’t do anything about it!” Yang An said coldly.

Being in this world, one is inevitably influenced by other things.

Psychologists have studied this before and found that specific patterns, textures, and even sounds, music, or a single sentence can subtly influence a person's choices.

This doesn't require manipulating time or playing with cause and effect; it simply involves exerting influence.

For the other side, this was actually a last resort. It was almost impossible to change Yang An's thoughts and ideas. They could only try to do it indirectly.

But Yang An was still extremely angry, his eyes turning cold. "You're asking for death!"

"No matter who it is, that person on the other side must die!"

Ordinary people can die, but those destined to die cannot?
Forget about the Three Pure Ones, the Golden Emperor, the Demon Saint, the Demon Emperor, Bodhi, Zhunti... whatever mythical or legendary figures they are, if you offend any of them, you won't escape!
A direct confrontation was irrelevant; what truly ignited Yang An's murderous intent was the desire to control his destiny. It was chilling, far surpassing the wrath of the Ji family and Yao Guang, and even more so than the blind aliens and beast kings of the Sacred Ruins.

The Emperor's Sword hummed softly, and a faint golden light fell, confirming certain things for Yang An. As a divine weapon from the other shore, no one could influence the Emperor's Sword's will, nor could any other being from the other shore.

Unless the Daoist Master intervenes!

However, the divine weapons of the other shore cannot isolate them from the control and influence of the other shore.

Otherwise, the Overlord would not have suffered such a tragic fate, and those legends and destiny would not have sighed so deeply. The will of Heaven has always been difficult to fathom!
Yang An's achievements in forcing the other side to only be able to attack from the side were enough to command the respect of countless powerful figures and those with great supernatural abilities. However, he himself would not allow such a thing to happen.

This also made him realize that being protected by the marks of the gods did not make him omnipotent.

Even extraordinary talents have limitations, namely Yang An's own spirit.

This kind of indirect approach, influencing little by little, eventually distorts Yang An's personality. Yang An himself remains unchanged, but in a sense, he is dead.

"Nothing happened in the trilogy world." Yang Anzhu's mind, with God's wisdom fully activated, could be certain of this. Crushing people like Liu Yunzhi was indeed from the bottom of his heart.

He just didn't have this power before.

After receiving the mark of the gods, he was liberated, freed from external influences, and able to be himself again.

"Buzz buzz!!"

Just then, in a strange world far away in the void, a sharp sword light rose up, the White Emperor and Golden Emperor, who could cut down anything!

The Eye of God sees through the void, and the only one with such a relationship to Yang An is Jiang Zhiwei.

Holding the White Emperor Sword Flower, she not only embodied a White Emperor Sword Technique evolved by Yang An, but it could also be said to be a casual strike of her strength at that time, which no one under her Dharma Body could stop.

But Yang An heard those unruly and fierce words.

"The one who bestowed swordsmanship upon you was nothing special!"

"You're courting death!" Yang An's gaze turned cold. He had just confirmed that Tianyi was secretly plotting something, and now this clown had appeared?

Without a doubt, this was also the work of fate.

But no matter who you are, if you dare to show your face, you'll only face death!
"Shh!"

Yang An's figure instantly appeared outside that world. The Gate of Hell was in its nascent form, the body of the Sovereign was just beginning to take shape, and the legendary characteristics naturally evolved. He could traverse the myriad worlds in the blink of an eye, without even needing the help of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

A dazzling, sacred white light shone forth, as if a sovereign had descended, and heavenly hymns seemed to resound, as a nine-tiered ladder to heaven opened from the void.

An overwhelming aura of evil erupted, and a peerless demon appeared out of nowhere, slamming down its giant club!

"Hey, take this from me, Old Sun!"

　It's the last minute, I really can't write anymore, only 9,000 words left o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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