Chapter 7: Western Gods Appear!

On the Galaxy Frontier, atop the Ruined Continent, everything is shrouded in cold and darkness.

Lu Chen stands with his hands behind his back, gazing far beyond the Galaxy, his heart heavy.

Half a month has passed since he began teaching the Immortal Methods to humanity; feedback via the Great Xia spacecraft shows many have entered Foundation Establishment.

He still feels it is not enough.

The ten‑millennium limit has arrived; countless demons and evil gods begin to awaken, and this level of cultivation is utterly insufficient when the catastrophe strikes.

Therefore, over these past days he has almost unreservedly imparted everything he knows to humanity.

After all, relying on just him to defend this frontier and the Galaxy is extremely difficult.

In the Blue Star livestream, everyone who saw this scene sighed.

"The Great Calamity is coming; our cultivation is still too weak. If we could grow a bit stronger, we could stand in the starry sky and fight alongside our forefather!"

"I can feel that these past days our forefather has almost unreservedly passed on every Immortal Method; he truly wishes us to become strong!"

"Ten thousand years, our forefather has been lonely on the Galaxy Frontier. Fellow cultivators, for Great Xia and for the forefather, train hard and head to the frontier as soon as possible!"

Many Great Xia people harbor lofty ambitions, while many Westerners who have flooded the livestream are extremely anxious.

"Damn it, I've been listening to that immortal's lectures here for half a month straight, yet I simply cannot cultivate like the Great Xia people!"

"I doubt these so‑called techniques—only those with Great Xia blood can learn them; this Eastern God is utterly unfair!"

"I urge Great Xia not to be so selfish; since this is a calamity for all humanity, you should spread your cultivation methods worldwide!"

Great Xia people grow stronger day by day, while they can only watch helplessly, unable to act, which drives them to frenzy.

"Why doesn't our own deity appear? Why can't Westerners practice Eastern magic?"

Suddenly, someone spotted an anomaly in the livestream—faint lights appeared beyond the Galaxy, countless and flickering, drawing nearer! "What… what is that?"

"It looks like a spacecraft—no, it's a demon!"

As the footage advanced, everyone's scalp went numb—beyond the Galaxy, countless monsters appeared.

Some were sheathed in scales, with huge heads and tails bearing constantly contracting mouthparts.

Others resembled bats magnified a millionfold, grotesque in appearance, emitting a sound that pierces the eardrums.

Tens of thousands of demons surged toward the ruins at the Galaxy's edge, bombarding the light shield there and unleashing a deafening roar.

"These… these are demons; I feel a single blow could obliterate half a planet!"

"Even through the screen I sense that twisted, evil aura—what kind of beings were our ancestors fighting?"

"Can humanity truly defeat such beings?"

Many faces turned pale; even though the demons are tens of thousands of light‑years away, they make hearts race—Western viewers, even more terrified, scream and flood the chat with bullet comments.

"Oh my god, do we really have to fight these monsters?"

"I think even the Eastern God couldn't possibly match these monsters!"

"My God, what have I seen? That octopus‑like monster just flicked its tentacles and shattered a star!"

"Now I believe our Western Gods' approach is completely correct—how could humanity hope to win against such beings?"

"Perhaps the Eastern God's constant resistance provoked these beings; if so, the Eastern Gods are the chief culprits of humanity's extinction!"

Many Westerners trembled, even dropping to their knees to kowtow endlessly toward the universe.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of light‑years away, in the ruins of the Galaxy Frontier, Lu Chen halted his teaching of the Immortal Methods and gazed at the countless demons beyond the Galaxy.

He whispered softly.

"At last they have come—after ten thousand years, the deities return, the demons revive…"

His eyes blazed; he suddenly rose and shouted toward the outside of the Galaxy.

"Everyone, today I won't teach Immortal Methods—I'll show you how to slay demons!"

"Watch closely!"

As his words fell, he reached into the void; strands of divine light coalesced in his palm into an ancient, austere halberd.

Boom! The ground shattered under Lu Chen's feet; he gripped the halberd, his hair flying wildly, like a war god stepping into the Galaxy beyond.

In the livestream, countless Great Xia hearts shuddered.

That silhouette—him alone, halberd in hand, facing the sky‑filling demons—left a deep imprint in their minds.

"So this is how our forefather has spent the past ten thousand years?"

"Not teaching Immortal Methods today but showing us how to kill demons is so that, in the future, we may emulate him—even if only one of us remains, facing countless demons, we must wield weapons and defy heaven!"

Many felt uneasy; they did not doubt Lu Chen's strength, but the demons beyond the Galaxy are simply too many—after ten thousand years, even the forefather's divine power is nearly exhausted.

Can one person fighting demons alone truly have a chance to win?

Countless people felt tense, while many Westerners, after seeing this, reacted mostly with surprise and scorn.

"Oh my God, what is he doing—does he really intend to fight those monsters to the death?"

"Foolish Eastern God, this is practically suicide!"

"Hehe, just wait—he'll pay the price for his foolishness."

"I'm waiting for those monsters to tear him to pieces!"

"Even God has never conquered these monsters—how could a petty Eastern God possibly have such ability?"

Before the screen, countless Westerners shook their heads.

Those monsters are truly overwhelming—more terrifying than the evil gods recorded in countless scriptures, able to rip apart a continent or a planet with ease. As for the Eastern God, in their eyes he is nothing but a talisman‑drawing, pill‑eating wizard; how could he stand against such beasts? To rush out like this is merely to go to one's death.

But at that very moment, in the footage, Lu Chen's black hair flew wildly as he swung his halberd wide, actually sucking each demon into a mist of blood, making even the cosmic space tremble slightly! "This technique originates from the ancient great shaman; deities such as Zhurong and Gonggong used it to slay ancient ferocious beasts—observe carefully!"

Above the universe, Lu Chen's form swelled to hundreds of zhang in size, his halberd radiating fierce light.

As he swung, the Galaxy inside and out shuddered with a hum; countless demons emitted shrill wails and recoiled in shock.

"Is… this the forefather's true strength?"

"It's terrifying—even if the forefather's divine power is depleted, this force could shatter space itself!"

"Guarding the Milky Way for a hundred thousand years, having such terrifying power is only reasonable!"

Upon the Blue Star, countless Great Xia people were shocked.

Their ancestor's strength truly exceeded their imagination; the halberd waved in the void, opening and closing widely, as if following some rhythm, constantly raising Lu Chen's strength, as if it were some ancient battle immortal method!

Those who sensed something shuddered inwardly, constantly observing Lu Chen's combat, hoping to grasp something from it.

Meanwhile, the Westerners widened their eyes, completely unable to believe it.

"This... how is this possible? This blow, if it lands, might truly destroy the Blue Star; does the Great Xia's deity really have such power!"

"I feel that human weapons, before this Great Xia deity, are just like toys!"

"Good heavens, I feel as if this universe is about to be overturned by him!"

"Wasn't it said that the Great Xia deities were always weak? How can they be so strong?"

Countless Westerners trembled in fear; they could not believe that those monsters capable of devouring entire planets were as weak as ants before Lu Chen! Suddenly, a terrifying golden light pierced the darkness from within the universe!

That was a sharp golden arrow, turning countless stars into dust, heading straight for Lu Chen's brow.

A majestic voice echoed throughout the universe.

"Are the Eastern deities down to just you, this nameless little god?"

"Truly weak!"

Beyond the Milky Way, myriad strands of golden light, like a huge sun, dispelled all darkness.

A handsome man clad in a cloak, wielding a bow and arrow, bathed in divine light, appeared before everyone.

He wore a smile, with a golden sword at his waist and a harp slung across his back.

Countless demons trembled and retreated, as if all things in the universe basked in his radiance.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of Westerners surged upward.

"Oh my God, what have I seen? This is the sun god, Apollo!"

"The West, the West finally has a deity appear!"

"I knew the gods would not abandon us!"

"You weak Eastern deity, you should kneel before the great sun god, kiss his boot, and beg him to forgive your sins!"

Above the universe, Lu Chen suddenly raised his head, swung the great long halberd, and with one strike shattered that golden light heading straight for his brow.

His gloomy gaze fixed on the opponent as he coldly said.

"A bastard born of a wild golden crow teaching chaos in the West also dares to invade my Milky Way border pass?"

(End of chapter)