Chapter 561: Divine Descent

"So you have already shaken off the control of the red flesh, but do you think that is enough to make you my enemy? Naive!"

Pozhui's Divine Domain expanded, and a sinister, evil aura spread out, with gray chains and rusted giant swords extending continuously.

Guo Qin vanished in an instant; his speed was so fast that it was difficult to capture with the eyes.

Pozhui narrowed his eyes, and then, within his Divine Domain, countless rusted giant swords descended from the sky, launching an indiscriminate attack in all directions.

Since he could not lock onto Guo Qin's position, he would simply conduct a wide-area attack!

Guo Qin kept changing his position, not letting the giant swords hit him.

He applied his Divine Domain to himself, continuously amplifying his already terrifying speed, looking for the right moment to deal a heavy blow to Pozhui.

Pozhui naturally would not sit and wait for death, directly summoning gray chains to protect himself, leaving Guo Qin no opportunity to exploit.

For a time, Pozhui found it difficult to do anything to Guo Qin; likewise, Guo Qin could not find any opening.

The battle between the two fell into a stalemate, fighting until they were inseparable.

At the same time, Ye Lin's figure was sucked into the City of God.

He arrived at a place he had never been to before: the highest floor of the God-Worshipping Tower.

Here, the power of faith was outrageously dense, with the faith of every living creature in the entire City of God gathered in this place.

Those whose minds were not firm enough would be directly infected just by appearing here, from then on piously believing in that ethereal deity.

Ye Lin was secretly vigilant in his heart, staring fixedly at the brilliant screen of light before him.

He had a premonition that perhaps he would soon see the true face of that legendary so-called God.

As the brilliant screen of light shifted, a horizontal line suddenly appeared in the middle of the screen.

That horizontal line began from the center and slowly separated toward both sides.

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils shrank violently.

Because he was astonished to discover that what appeared before him was actually an eye, terrifyingly large!

The horizontal line that had just separated upward and downward was the eyelid of this eye!

Accompanied by an aura that was holy and inviolable, a towering white figure appeared before Ye Lin.

That face radiating white fluorescence could not be distinguished as male or female, yet it held a sense of compassion for the world, carrying a strange mercy.

"This is... God?"

Ye Lin felt a jolt of fear.

The white figure before him did not show even a trace of divinity; instead, it made him feel extremely eerie.

The white figure slowly lowered its gaze and looked at Ye Lin.

God spoke, the voice dry, strange, and ethereal.

"Long time no see."

Ye Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"You know me?"

God nodded slowly.

"Of course, you are the Undying Demon Dragon; naturally, I know you."

"You seem to have forgotten the past."

"It doesn't matter, I can help you remember."

A pure white light shone brilliantly, heading straight for Ye Lin's mind.

The scene before him shattered with a boom, like a puzzle.

When the scene reassembled, Ye Lin discovered with horror that he was no longer in a human body, but had transformed into a giant black dragon!

He soared through the cosmic galaxy, carefree and happy.

He was the Undying Demon Dragon of the Dragon race, born with incomparably powerful vitality; even if skinned and deboned, or blasted into dust, as long as a single drop of blood remained, he could be resurrected.

But during one outing, he fell into a trap and was captured alive.

He could not see that person's appearance clearly, only remembering that on the person's neck, there was a mole.

That mole was very special, and it even had a curved hair growing on it.

Afterward, he lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, he had already been imprisoned in a small world.

This small world was barren, desolate, without any life or any resources; it was completely a wasteland.

He let out an angry roar, his dragon might shocking the world, wanting to break out of this world.

But at this moment, a figure radiating a glowing white brilliance appeared.

That figure was even more massive than his dragon body.

Unwilling to be a prisoner, he engaged in a world-shaking battle with that figure.

The battle lasted for countless years; his undying dragon body was killed to the brink of its limit, and he finally fell with hatred.

Dragon blood sprinkled every inch of this small world.

The blood of the Undying Demon Dragon was extremely powerful; with the nourishment of the dragon blood, the first life was soon born on this land.

Following that came the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth.

These lives appeared while bathed in the Undying Demon Dragon's blood, so they were all surging with demonic energy and tainted with a portion of the dragon might.

The figure radiating glowing white luster did not intervene, just quietly watching all these changes.

One dragon falls, all things grow.

I do not know how many years passed, but this small world gained countless resources, and these lives began to possess their own consciousness, developing into various tribes.

They called themselves the Demon race.

The Demon race was very powerful and was the undisputed hegemon of this world; soon, the Demon race gave birth to seven existences in the Divine Domain realm.

At this time, the glowing white figure finally made a move!

A planet was seen being shifted over, forcibly merged into this small world.

On that planet lived countless ordinary humans.

These humans were no match for the Demon race at all and could only end up as food for the Demon race.

The glowing white figure grabbed the seven Divine Domain-level powerhouses of the Demon race, refined them in an instant, turned them into seven Origin Ancient Artifacts, and threw them through a door into the territory of the human race.

With the help of the seven Origin Ancient Artifacts, the human race finally had the capital to contend with the Demon race.

Although they still lost more than they won, at least they were no longer being slaughtered unilaterally.

At this time, the glowing white figure acted again, splitting the soul of the Undying Demon Dragon into two.

The evil soul was thrown into the Demon Realm, the good soul was thrown into the Human Realm, and then the glowing white figure fell into a deep sleep, leaving behind only an existence known as the God Organization to lurk in the shadows.

The evil soul was like a fish in water in the Demon Realm, soon becoming the Demon Lord above all demons, with everyone obeying his every call.

The good soul in the Human Realm, relying on a heart of great love, also quickly established his prestige, leading the powerhouses of the entire human race to follow him eagerly.

And between humans and demons, there was bound to be a battle.

That battle turned the world upside down.

In the end, the evil soul achieved victory, successfully devouring the good soul and stacking the Dragon bloodline to the max, allowing the Undying Demon Dragon to reappear in the world!

The moment the Undying Demon Dragon was resurrected, the glowing white figure was also awakened.

The two engaged in a great battle again, but unfortunately, there were no surprises in the outcome; the glowing white figure seemed even more powerful than the first time, and the Undying Demon Dragon was defeated again.

Because of the battle, the old Human Realm was shattered, the Undying Demon Dragon fell, forming a new Demon Realm, and next to the new Demon Realm, a new Human Realm arrived.

Immediately after, new good and evil souls appeared; they repeated the old path, continuously improving the Dragon bloodline, becoming the Undying Demon Dragon again, and were killed and fell once more.

In this way, over the course of who knows how many years, such things had already repeated eight times.

And this time, it was the ninth.

The glowing white figure looked at Ye Lin with mercy; its figure slowly shrank, finally becoming the size of a normal person.

It reached out its hand and gently stroked Ye Lin's face.

"Do not resist, okay? Just this last time, and I will be completely fulfilled; I will remember you forever."

Ye Lin's face was filled with despair.

Eight times in a row, all failures; this so-called 'God' before him was simply invincible.

Ye Lin had already given up resistance.

"I can stop resisting, but can you fulfill one last wish for me?" The smile on Ye Lin's face was full of bitterness.

"Speak, I am listening." God's gentle voice was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

"This wish is actually very simple; it's just that I have no offspring yet, can you call me 'Daddy'?"