What if you ascend to the wrong world?

Dawn Kingdom.

Looking at the figure leaning against the throne, Aroye felt only absurdity.

"who are you?"

How could there possibly be a second Lord of Dawn in the world!

"You want to neutralize the corruption of the ancient gods with my methods, but you can't recognize who I am?"

Upon hearing this, Aloye's pupils contracted:

"You are the Lord of the Immortal Path?!"

Cough!

Even with Ye Tu's composure, he was almost choked by His words.

Fortunately, I managed to hold back in the end.

"No, I am the Lord of Dawn."

The power of original sin is essentially a gift, or rather a curse, bestowed upon the beings of the realm by the 'Old Gods'.

As an outsider, he cannot understand, much less take over, the authority of original sin.

But he also needs to thoroughly understand the essence of the world and find the lost concept of 'outside the world'. The power of original sin is always an obstacle he cannot bypass.

and so……

The only way is to deceive the heavens and take their place, and to forge the dawn as a 'false body'!

Only in this way can one use the false to reveal the true, and understand, or even comprehend, the power of original sin from the perspective of a native being.

"wrong!"

As he spoke, a dark glint appeared in Aroyana's golden-white eyes.

As the near-endless pollution of the ancient gods continued to erode his reason, fear spread like a tide within Aroye's heart.

If this continues, His divinity will be completely extinguished, and even His ego will truly perish...

will die!

Really will die!

"I am the Lord of Dawn!"

He wanted to invoke His own authority, to speak with His believers, and even more so, to manipulate the Kingdom of God to expel this terrible fellow before Him.

But it didn't work.

Ye Tu just sat there.

Kingdom, authority, believers, even existence itself...

They no longer belong to Him.

The gap between the two was too great. The moment Ye Tu stepped into the divine kingdom, Aroye had already been transformed into a 'false body'.

Next, the authority will be taken away by Ye Tu, who is now the Lord of Dawn.

As for the cost...

Naturally, this was borne by Aloe's 'false body'.

Perfect timing! He also wanted to see what would happen once the ancient god's pollution reached a certain limit!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, He finally couldn't resist taking action!

boom!

The divine fire burned fiercely, but the world was suddenly plunged into eternal darkness, the stars dimmed, and only a ray of dawn broke through!

hum~

With a buzzing sound, the dazzling light of dawn converged, condensing into a single line, carrying a power strong enough to pierce through the stars, and shot straight toward Ye Tu on the throne.

Ding!

Like sparks flying, a ray of light strong enough to pierce through the stars was easily blocked by a single finger.

Why not?

Ye Tu remained motionless atop the divine throne, effortlessly shattering the incoming light with a flick of his finger. The remaining power sent Aroye flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

The mirror fell to the side, and even the divine power within Him was sealed by a peculiar force different from magic, making it impossible to mobilize even a fraction of it.

"For someone as weak as you, isn't it a blessing to die for me?"

A familiar phrase instantly froze the expression on Aloye's face.

But soon, his expression became distorted again.

Do not!

How could they be the same!

He is a god, the supreme and noble Lord of Dawn, how could He be like those ordinary mortals whose birth and death are unnoticed?!

However, before He could explain, Yetu had already risen from his throne.

What seemed like an ordinary action, in Aroye's perception, made his figure appear to grow countless times taller, supporting the universe, so much so that even the vast divine kingdom could not contain him.

One hand slowly rises, like a traveler passing under a tree reaching out to pick a ripe fruit from the treetop.

Astral Plane!

A blurry outline emerges from behind the glittering stars, as if some terrifying presence is about to emerge from the deep, dark background of space.

Under the influence of an incomprehensible force, the stars shifted and arranged themselves in neat rows.

The gods were terrified, yet they did not understand why.

Only in the boundless light could the graceful, hazy, perfect figure be clearly seen.

That was a hand.

Formed by the shifting of stars, encompassing the Milky Way, like the giant hand of the Creator!

This sir from the endless chaos is truly remarkable!

Rumble!

As the five fingers, like immortal pillars, slowly closed, the entire astral plane seemed to tremble.

A heavy, illusory yet real authority at the very root of the world was thus easily grasped in his hands.

Chapter 73 The Will to Resurrect? (Fifth Update)

authority!

Within the divine realm, Aroye gazed at the heavy, illusory yet undeniably real, indescribable thing in Yetu's hand.

The resentment in my heart reached its peak at this moment.

He could not bear it.

They couldn't bear to see the power they had painstakingly plotted for so long fall into the hands of others.

Even worse, she would have to bear the consequences for him.

He struggled to his feet, and the faint, dark power of dawn broke through the seal of Ye Tu's magic, flowing out from his palm.

But before he had taken more than a few steps, his golden-white eyes were completely filled with a deep darkness.

In a fraction of a second, His aura became extremely dangerous, even far exceeding the level before He was refined into a 'false body'.

A vast, boundless, indestructible, and eternally constant will seemed to be reviving within Him, and the connection between the 'false body' and Ye Tu became intermittent due to the revival of this will.

Ok?

'Aroye' raised its head, its eyes, dark as an abyss, looking at Ye Tu with a bewildered expression, as if it had just woken from a deep sleep.

"Outsiders..."

The voice was deep and resonant, causing Ye Tu's gaze to narrow slightly.

It wasn't the power contained in his words, but rather the language he used...

After being completely corrupted by the ancient gods, Aroye used the language of the Chaos Sea recorded in the Ascension Platform!

Ye Tu frowned deeply:

"Ancient gods?"

"Ancient Gods..."

'Aroye' was repeated softly.

The next second, the confusion in those dark eyes vanished completely, replaced by an intense malice.

"Get out!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, yet it resonated with the wandering magic in the divine realm. Even the power that Ye Tu held in his hand seemed to be slipping out of his grasp!

Twisted, corrupt, degenerate!

Like a drop of thick ink seeping into clear water, a dense fog spreads, and the entire divine kingdom is gradually shrouded in a dark gray...

The rules are changing.

To be precise, it's 'degeneration'.

The rules that had originally incorporated some of the 'immortal path' have now completely regressed to the state before Ye Tu even arrived in this world!

"Outsider! This is not a place for you!"

"..."

I never intended to come!

Looking at the undisguised intense malice in 'Aroye's' eyes, Ye Tu sighed inwardly.

At first, he thought that this will to revive possessed rationality and was capable of communication.

After careful observation, I realized that the revived will before me was not 'complete,' not even a part of it.

most……

It can only be considered a projection of a fleeting, distracting thought.

They appear to have their own will, but in reality, they are completely incapable of communication.

That being the case...

chap!

A very faint sound, almost imperceptible.

The overwhelming sword intent froze everything, and a sword light as thick as a thumb leaped out from the gourd hanging at his waist.

It circled Ye Tu once and finally landed in his empty hand.

It transformed into a three-foot-long sword, seemingly made of iron but not quite, as if formed from a single breath. The inscriptions trembled gently as if they were alive.

He simply held the sword and thrust it forward horizontally.

hum~

Light and shadow shift, black and white intertwine.

A sword light cleaved the two streams of color downwards, instantly cutting through the corrupting, twisted, and decadent fog!

In the blink of an eye, endless sword light covered all directions, engulfing everything!

I don't know how much time passed.

All the strange phenomena subsided; the thick fog and the completely corrupted Alaya all vanished.

The divine realm was completely clear, except for the mirror that Aroye had just been holding, lying to the side. Several small hands formed from runes supported the mirror's surface, quietly moving towards a corner, seemingly trying to escape his sight.

Ok?

Why didn't this thing disappear?