Chapter 1525

"This time, many gods of the Heavenly Realm will likely perish, but these fools have been brainwashed by the Lord of Flame—better they die. Right now, the stars are teeming with people; if they perish, we can always cultivate new gods later. I have all the time in the world."

The Lord of Light thought.

For ordinary mortals, even with extended lifespans, it's merely a few hundred years at most.

To give birth to a new god—even now—generally requires over a thousand years.

To raise that god to maturity would require tens of thousands of years.

Yet, given today's population and peak prosperity, ten thousand years would be enough to cultivate a third-tier god.

Beyond that, it's uncertain—the longer the span, the more time it takes, but not impossibly so.

For a Lord God, even if all gods of this world perished and nearly all humans died, as long as a few souls remained hidden somewhere, that Lord God could, over hundreds of thousands of years, restore the world to prosperity, filling it once more with people and gods.

This is the timescale of a Lord God!

This is the vision of a Lord God.

A god who has lived only a few thousand years—a second-tier deity—would never contemplate matters beyond a hundred thousand years, even if he were a god.

But a Lord God, especially the Lord of Light, could see far, far into the future.

Within his divine essence, a complete plan emerged swiftly.

Yet, compared to Lin Yan, his vision—whether in boldness, aura, or stature—was utterly crushed, utterly insignificant!

"Lord of Flame, I hope you're not too weak."

The Lord of Light cast his gaze through the gods under his control toward Lin Yan.

Lin Yan seemed to sense it, glancing faintly at the spot where the gaze descended—but he gave no reaction.

"Hmph. Deliberately letting me look? Then I'll look all the more."

The Lord of Light snorted.

"Again!"

At this moment, within the Dark Abyss, after his strike had been crushed by the shadow, the Lord of Decay's voice rang out once more.

Thus, high above, even as the gods of the Heavenly Realm reeled in shock at the shadow's power, they all once again gathered their strength.

The Meiyoushen Society would never abandon the fight because the enemy was strong.

On the contrary, the stronger the enemy, the more fiercely they must strike—otherwise, they would only wait to be reaped.

The Heavenly Realm's gods quickly prepared their second wave of assault.

"Attack!"

The combined assault of countless gods and the Ten Lord Gods surged once more as one, roaring toward the black hole.

"Hmph. Egg against a boulder."

The Lord of Light sneered.

"Hmph. Such potent Light Dao."

At that moment, he sensed something was wrong.

"That's…"

Then he saw—after the full assault of all the Heavenly Realm's gods—the sky suddenly filled with countless pinpoint lights!

These lights howled as they hurtled downward at incredible speed.

Only when they drew near did the Lord of Light realize what they were.

They were stars!

Each pinpoint represented a star!

And these pinpoints were innumerable—likely billions upon billions of stars!

These stars were not those of the natural cosmos, but ones Lin Yan had ordered the Holy Spirits to create densely across a star region after he had illuminated the Dark Void.

The cosmos was endless; even the Milky Way as Lin Yan had known before his transmigration could hold hundreds of billions of stars, yet in the cosmos, it was but a speck—tiny as a sesame seed in an ocean.

After being created, these stars had evolved over countless years into massive celestial bodies.

Now, under Lin Yan's command, they fell like rain, smashing one after another into the black hole!

Let this shadow endure a meteor shower first!

Lin Yan knew perfectly well that this tactic was useless against the shadow.

But whether the Heavenly Realm's combined strike or these billions of stars, they all served one hidden, greatest purpose.

They had to make the shadow believe they were launching their full force—so that after the shadow shattered Lin Yan's every full-power assault, it would gradually lower its guard.

Otherwise, if Lin Yan simply attacked outright, the shadow's vigilance would be at its peak; even if Lin Yan knew its weakness, what if it never let down its guard, never gave him a chance to draw near?