From Godhood to the Heavens

The massive black hole slowly rotated, devouring the remaining light and energy fragments, like a hideous scar on the sky.

However, this desolate scene of destruction was shattered by a sudden burst of holy light.

Silently, a phantom of a twelve-petaled white lotus, purely formed from light, bloomed out of thin air at the edge of the black hole.

The lotus petals unfurled, each one radiating a light cooler than moonlight and purer than sunlight, containing the supreme law of purifying everything and reshaping order. On the lotus platform, a figure stood gracefully.

Her pristine white gauze robe, untouched by dust, outlined a graceful yet otherworldly and sacred silhouette. Her face was shrouded in a hazy holy radiance, with only her eyes clearly visible—not the eyes of the mortal world, but two miniature, cold white lotus pupils, within which seemed to hold the worship and chanting of millions of believers, and the rise and fall of countless worlds.

It is none other than the White Lotus Saintess!

The moment she descended, the raging black hole in space suddenly paused, and the space fragments that were frantically annihilating and trying to repair themselves at the edges were as if smoothed out by an invisible hand, and instantly quieted down.

Strands of pure, soft white light, like living serpents, quietly spread and permeated along the twisted edges of the black hole. Wherever they passed, the raging void currents were soothed, and the annihilated energy was "purified" into docile points of light. The huge, grotesque spatial wound began to "heal" at a speed visible to the naked eye! Although not completely closed, the terrifying suction force that devoured everything had been weakened by more than half.

The lament of time and space transforms into a silent hymn beneath her feet.

This incredible scene left the powerful figures, who had just recovered from the ferocity of the Refining Stone Emperor, feeling as if their hearts had been frozen by eternal ice!

Yang Jian held the Tenth Realm Origin Pearl, which he had just acquired and which still carried a trace of scorching heat, and his eyes instantly became as solemn as iron.

The pearl trembled violently in his palm, emitting a low hum, as if it had met its true master, or as if it was wailing in fear.

Behind him, a phantom of a three-pointed double-edged sword, illusory yet incomparably sharp, silently coalesced, its blade pointing directly at the lotus platform. The chilling killing aura collided silently with the purifying holy light, producing a teeth-grinding friction and hissing sound of laws.

"What a strange feeling, it's somewhat like those bald monks in Buddhism!"

"Hiss..." The nine-colored divine fire that flickered around Emperor Jiuyan suddenly shrank inward, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

He stared intently at the figure on the lotus platform, his voice trembling slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of: "This aura... is a hundred times purer than that wicked demonic thought! No... it's fundamentally different!"

If the power of the white lotus carried by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor was a filthy flood forcibly poured in, then the holy maiden before us exudes a pure holy sea that originates from the source and is vast and boundless!

The mere pressure of his aura caused all nine divine fire laws within him to instinctively feel repulsion and unease.

"Woo..." The remaining phantoms of the dragon souls beneath the Dragon Granny and Dragon Lord let out a low, mournful cry. The oppressive aura of their superior status made them want to escape. Unlike the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, who was forced to grow up too quickly, the White Lotus Saintess was a true tenth-realm being!

The two were on high alert, and their Yin and Yang energies overflowed uncontrollably from the broken dragon's body, attempting to create a protective barrier around themselves.

However, the ancient dragon energy, which was extremely yin and yang and should have been impervious to all laws, was like boiling oil being poured on snow as soon as it came into contact with the holy halo that permeated the air. It made a "sizzling" melting sound and quickly became dim and thin!

The Dragon Lady and her husband's expressions changed drastically, their blood surging within them, forcibly suppressing the metallic taste rising in their throats. That holy light was actually "purifying" the very foundation of their dragon essence! It wasn't an attack, but a rejection from a higher level of law!

Moon Fairy had long since broken free from the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl's restraints, but now her face was as pale as paper. She instinctively took a half-step back, desperately trying to conceal the shattered moonlight around her, attempting to blend herself into the background of the void, daring not to let the slightest radiance leak out. She felt an absolute suppression originating from the level of life itself, as if a firefly were facing the bright moon.

The allied forces of the three dynasties were plunged into a deathly silence of panic. The holy light that shone down did not bring warmth, but rather a chill that froze the soul, a chill that made them feel thoroughly examined and categorized. The weapons in the soldiers' hands hummed, and the blood and qi in their bodies stagnated, as if they were about to slip out of control and turn into dust under the holy light at any moment.

In this suffocating silence, at the core of the three great armies, Zhao Jiu on his throne, Ying Zheng on his bronze chariot, and Guan Yu and Zhaolie Emperor in the Han army, all radiated their brilliance and connected with the great army. Under the waving battle flags, a black bird appeared and a five-clawed golden dragon took shape!

The blood-red light was eerie and filthy, carrying an intense and irrepressible murderous resentment and an indomitable will. Against the backdrop of the holy halo, it seemed out of place, like a speck of thick ink and blood on white silk!

On the lotus platform, the White Lotus Saintess's icy white lotus eyes pierced through layers of spatial barriers and landed precisely on Zhao Jiu... or rather, on the Imperial Seal of the State that had suddenly moved at his waist!

"Eh?" A clear, cold exclamation, devoid of any earthly warmth, rang out, like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate, clearly reaching the ears of every living being.

"The dragon aura of the Human King... has actually been tainted by 'filth'?" Her voice was calm and even, yet it carried a kind of indifference that understood the essence of things.

That gaze seemed to penetrate everything, seeing deep within it the countless vengeful spirits and evil spirits suppressed by the iron will of past emperors, and the "impurity" that could not be "purified" by holy light, tainted by the survival of the dynasty.

Zhao Jiu felt an indescribable chill rush from his spine to the top of his head, as if his entire soul was being peeled open and scrutinized by those inhuman eyes!

The Imperial Seal at his waist trembled violently, its crimson light flickering erratically, as if roaring in anger or wailing in fear.

A heavy, mountain-like pressure made it almost impossible for him to breathe. His imperial dragon aura spontaneously protected him, but under the holy light, he groaned in unbearable pain.

Yue Fei, standing beside him, grunted and straightened his spine. The shattered phantom images of the door gods flickered behind him, trying to share the terrifying pressure on his lord.

Zhao Gongming disappeared without anyone noticing and stepped into Zhao Jiu's Divine Court. Various magical treasures, each with its own unique shimmering light, flickered within the Divine Court, seemingly ready to fly out at any moment.

The White Lotus Saintess's gaze lingered on Zhao Jiu for a moment, the indifference in her eyes sending a chill down the spine of the resolute Song Dynasty emperor. It was as if, in her eyes, he and the destiny of the dynasty he represented were no different from the mortal beings devoured and turned into nourishment by the Demon Emperor; they were merely "impurities" that needed to be "purified" or "categorized."

Immediately, her gaze shifted away, and the cold scrutiny receded like the tide, leaving Zhao Jiu with a chilling feeling.

As the lotus platform spun, the White Lotus Eye finally landed on the only figure in the entire arena who not only showed no fear but also had his fighting spirit rising, with the phantom of the three-pointed double-edged sword behind him becoming increasingly solid—Yang Jian.

It also landed on the tenth realm origin pearl that he was tightly holding, which belonged to the Nine Nether Demon Emperor.

"Heretical cultivators." The saintess's voice remained cold and indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger, but carrying a natural, condescending judgment.

"Hand over the precious pearl and come with me back to the Pure Land to await your judgment. Perhaps you may become a protector of the Holy Teachings."

Her tone was calm, as if stating an undeniable fact. There was no threat, no murderous intent, yet it was more oppressive than any roar or shout.

Yang Jian's eyebrows were sharp as knives, and the vertical golden line on his forehead throbbed slightly, as if a third eye was about to open and pierce through this facade of holiness. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward!

The void beneath his feet groaned under the weight, the space beneath his feet rippled like water, and he forcefully carved out his own "domain" within the pervasive holy light. The restless tenth-realm treasure in his hand was suddenly tightened by his five fingers, the violent primal power forcibly suppressed, emitting a painful hum, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"Pure Land?" Yang Jian's lips curled into an extremely cold smile, carrying three parts mockery and seven parts arrogance that looked down upon the world.

"It's nothing but a den of iniquity, a den of demons that lures believers to satisfy their insatiable desires! It bewitches people and devours their emotions and desires. Does it deserve to be called a pure land?" His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap on the silent battlefield. Every word carried the sound of metal and stone, clearly penetrating the holy light.

"You!" The White Lotus Saintess, who had been indifferent all along, seemed to show an extremely subtle change in her face, which was shrouded in holy light, for the first time.

In those white lotus eyes, the illusory image of millions of believers worshipping suddenly froze, then erupted with an even colder, more piercing chill! Yang Jian's words, like the most filthy blasphemy, pierced directly at the core of her faith!

"You audacious demon! You blaspheme the Holy Church and deserve eternal purification!" The Holy Maiden's voice finally carried a trace of human emotion—extreme, icy rage. One petal of the enormous twelve-petaled white lotus phantom beneath her feet suddenly detached from its body, spinning silently as it drifted toward Yang Jian.

The lotus petal, seemingly moving gently, instantly traversed the distance of space. Wherever it passed, space was no longer healed, but "purified" into the purest, most empty "nothingness"! No sound, no color, no energy, only a chilling, absolute paleness! It was as if a corner of the world itself had been erased by an eraser!

Purifying Divine Light - Lotus Nirvana!

Target: Yang Jian! Along with the precious pearl in his hand that has been identified as "property of the Holy Church"!

Faced with this silent yet powerful purifying holy light capable of erasing a small world, Yang Jian showed no fear, but instead ignited a fierce battle blaze in his eyes! He suddenly roared to the sky, the roar piercing through the clouds and splitting rocks, shaking the heavens!

"open!"

The vertical golden mark between his brows suddenly burst forth in fury!

A golden divine light, pure to the extreme and seemingly existing since the beginning of time, tore through the pale holy radiance that enveloped the world and shot out fiercely!

This golden light was not a defense, but the purest and most primal destruction and insight! It ignored the barriers of space and the purification of laws, and with an unparalleled will originating from the primordial era, fighting against heaven and earth, splitting mountains to save its mother, it crashed hard into the purifying lotus petals that were drifting in!

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This time, it will not be a silent annihilation!

Two forces, representing different universes and different supreme laws, collided most violently and fundamentally in the void!

The golden and white lights intertwined, devoured, and annihilated each other wildly! At the center of the collision, a smaller, yet purer and deeper black dot was suddenly born!

The black dot spun wildly, devouring all energy and matter that came near, whether it was purifying holy light or annihilating golden light, it greedily sucked them in!

Centered on that black dot, the space was like a crystal lake surface tossed with a boulder, instantly covered with dense, dark, and deep cracks like a spider web!

These cracks are not ordinary spatial shattering, but rather "Dao wounds" formed by the forced tearing and collision of the laws!

The destructive energy turbulence was no longer scattered and impacting, but was forcibly twisted and compressed by the black dot, transforming into silent, roaring tornadoes of law-based storms that raged wildly at the edge of the crack!

The entire ruins of the capital city, along with the surrounding land for thousands of miles, began to "melt" silently, like a snowdrift thrown into boiling water, amidst the aftershocks of this indescribable clash of laws! Mountains turned to dust, the earth sank into abysses, and the remaining buildings, corpses, and even the flowing rivers of blood were instantly decomposed into the most primitive particles, mercilessly swallowed by the spatial rift and the black dot at the center!

"puff--!"

The Nine Flame Emperor, who was closer, was the first to be hit. His protective divine fire flickered like a candle in the wind. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of divine blood burning with nine-colored flames, and his aura instantly weakened. He was violently blown away by the aftershocks.

The dragon couple suffered an even more tragic fate. The already severely injured phantom dragon spirit let out a dying wail, and the protective aura of yin and yang crumbled inch by inch. The two of them flew out like kites with broken strings, scattering large amounts of blood mixed with dragon scale fragments in the air.

The Moon Fairy let out a muffled groan, her figure instantly becoming illusory, as if she were about to merge into the moonlight and completely dissipate, yet she was still torn apart by the storm of laws, her light and shadow flickering.

The allied forces of the three dynasties below, even with the protection of their military formations, were like small boats in a raging sea. Countless soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to ashes in the aftershocks of the intertwined holy and golden light! The sturdy military formation's divine light shattered like an eggshell. Yue Fei, Zhao Jiu, and others held on desperately, their imperial dragon aura and the will of the gatekeepers burning wildly, yet they were still like candles in a storm, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment! The blood-red light of the Imperial Seal at Zhao Jiu's waist flickered wildly, emitting a sharp, mournful cry, and cracks even appeared on its surface!

And the core of the collision—

Yang Jian was surrounded by golden light, like a war god cast from gold! His vertical eye between his brows was wide open in anger, and a continuous stream of destructive golden light shot out, fiercely confronting the purifying lotus petal! The void beneath his feet was constantly collapsing and annihilating, but his majestic figure was like an ancient rock, not giving an inch!

The White Lotus Saintess still stood gracefully on the lotus platform, her whole body enveloped in holy radiance, as if she were impervious to all magic.

However, the light of one of the petals of the enormous twelve-petaled white lotus phantom beneath her feet was dimming at a visible speed! Her face, shrouded in holy light, seemed to freeze slightly for a moment.

Purification and destruction.

The Holy Religion and Heretical Teachings.

Two diametrically opposed yet equally fundamental forces clashed above the shattered heavens, their first and most direct confrontation determining the fate of this world! The outcome remained undecided, yet the heavens and earth wept!

Unfortunately, even though he went all out and unleashed the power of his Heavenly Eye without reservation, even managing to support the Heaven and Earth, it only lasted for three breaths.

Although Yang Jian did not retreat an inch, the white light had already shattered the golden light and instantly engulfed it.