Chapter 403: An Unprecedented Situation

Lin Chao traversed the body of the God of Theft and Wind, clutching his divine source.

The strength of the God of Theft and Wind was not bad; to Lin Chao, he was a cut above the Five Ancestors of Chivalry.

It is a pity that the current Lin Chao has just completed the God-Ascension Ceremony, and his strength has increased once again.

In Lin Chao's eyes, the God of Theft and Wind was also quite lacking.

Lin Chao exerted a little force, and the divine power and divine office of the God of Theft and Wind flowed into Lin Chao's body as if uncontrolled.

The God of Theft and Wind turned pale, feeling helpless against Lin Chao.

"Who... exactly are you?"

Beside them, Yuwen Zhanye also reacted, his expression complex, filled with lingering fear and awe toward Lin Chao.

Lin Chao ignored the God of Theft and Wind and looked at Yuwen Zhanye instead: "The divine office within his body is quite similar to yours.

I will leave him to you... Right, do not kill him for now; wait until we leave this place to settle it."

Lin Chao had absorbed the portion of useful divine office and divine power, but had not absorbed the rest; to him, converting them into the required divine office would be too wasteful.

Therefore, it was better to bestow them upon Yuwen Zhanye.

Of course, Lin Chao was not stupid; they were still in the Abyss, and it would not be good to slay the God of Theft and Wind at this moment, as the Pantheon would surely sense it, and all the gods would know.

Therefore, finding a time to slay the God of Theft and Wind after they left would be the most appropriate course of action.

"As you command." Yuwen Zhanye looked at the God of Theft and Wind, his eyes filled with greed, as if he were looking at a delicious treat.

At this moment, Lin Chao looked up at the surroundings again and said: "Since you have come, show yourself."

Yuwen Zhanye was slightly stunned, then immediately became vigilant.

A burly figure appeared within the Huangquan Ferry.

It was a humanoid demon with a burly physique; what was most eye-catching was the three eyes on his forehead, which reminded Lin Chao of a certain mythical figure from his memories.

"Great Luocha!" Seeing the newcomer, Yuwen Zhanye's expression changed slightly.

He knew that when he was at the Gate of All Gods, the seven sons of the Great Luocha had caused them trouble.

There was a grudge between the two parties.

The Great Luocha's expression was gentle, appearing devoid of a demon's cruelty. He looked at Lin Chao and spoke slowly: "Motian offended you, and although he has already been punished by you and his soul extinguished, I, as his father, have come specifically to offer an apology and, at the same time, to congratulate you on attaining your God Position."

The Great Luocha was not as furious as expected; instead, he was very polite, like a humble gentleman.

Lin Chao looked at the Great Luocha and raised an eyebrow: "I killed your son, are you not angry?"

The Great Luocha's eyes held a smile: "I have over three hundred thousand offspring; to me, one offspring is perhaps not even as memorable as a delicious dinner."

The Great Luocha was telling the truth; Abyss Lords generally have numerous offspring, with the fewest having several hundred descendants, and the most having even tens or hundreds of millions.

With so many offspring, how could an Abyss Lord have feelings for every single one?

To them, those are less like offspring and more like subordinates.

The Great Luocha was a relatively veteran Abyss Lord; the death of one son meant nothing to him.

The Great Luocha glanced at the God of Theft and Wind, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes: "I have some history with the God of Theft and Wind; his strength is no less than that of a god with Medium Divine Power.

You have just ascended to the God Realm and already possess such strength.

I fear that before long, your name will spread far and wide within the Pantheon.

In the future, you will surely be a god of Strong Divine Power, and perhaps even have the qualifications to vie for the position of Master."

The Great Luocha spoke; this was the reason he had appeared to befriend Lin Chao.

Lin Chao had displayed powerful strength and terrifying potential.

Otherwise, if it were a Legendary who had slain his son,

and the other party had no value, he could have wiped them out with a wave of his hand.

Lin Chao smiled and did not reply.

To him, Strong Divine Power and the Master were merely scenery he occasionally stopped to view on his path forward.

His goal was to break the limits and leave this realm.

He had also been working hard for this.

"This is my mark. If you ever descend into the Abyss in the future and have need of me, you can light my mark, and I am willing to offer my humble strength." The Great Luocha appeared very easy to talk to.

Lin Chao looked at the Great Luocha, thought of Heiniu, and finally nodded slowly: "Good."

The Great Luocha's expression remained gentle throughout, and finally, he bid farewell to Lin Chao and vanished within the Huangquan Ferry.

This is strength.

If the strength Lin Chao had displayed were very weak, weaker than the God of Theft and Wind, the Great Luocha's attitude would certainly not have been this good, and he might even have kicked them while they were down.

Beside them, Yuwen Zhanye also calmed down: "Master, when shall we head to the Pantheon to leave our mark?"

"No rush." Lin Chao was naturally not in a rush; in fact, he had no intention of going to the Pantheon to leave a mark for the time being.

"Let us return to the Continent, and you go bid farewell to your kin."

"Very well."

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On the God Continent, inside a tavern, Guangming Xiu's eyes were filled with vigilance.

Opposite him sat a young woman, who was drinking wine, one small sip at a time.

"Who... exactly are you?" Guangming Xiu was extremely wary.

He could not discern the strength of the woman before him, and her appearance was extremely strange.

"I am... the God of Fate." The woman was An Qian, but this time, she did not claim to be the God of Omniscience, but rather the God of Fate.

"I only know of the Goddess of Luck; I know of no God of Fate," Guangming Xiu said.

"The Goddess of Luck knows nothing about fate." An Qian lifted her head, her neck snow-white and slender; when she spoke, she lacked even a trace of a god's temperament.

"Guangming Xiu, your fate has reached a turning point," An Qian said. "If I had not appeared, your fate... after returning to the Light Temple, you would have been placed under house arrest."

"Finally, in the Guangming zhi Yuan, you will discover a truth; you will be unable to accept that truth, and in the end... you will fall into depression and take your own life."

Guangming Xiu looked at An Qian, his heart stirred slightly: "What truth?"

For some reason, although the woman's words seemed like nonsense, there was a voice in his heart telling him that everything was true.

Moreover, he could not help but recall what the mysterious man had said to him outside Koya City.

"The truth is... the Master of Light and the Master of Death... are actually one entity." An Qian smiled between her brows.

The Master of Light and the Master of Death are the biggest bosses; the last time the predecessors failed, it was because of this deity.

Upon hearing this, Guangming Xiu did not feel overly shocked in his heart.

After all, Li Ruoyu's words had already planted a seed in his heart.

Guangming Xiu was silent; he was guessing the identity of the woman before him, and why she was looking for him.

"Who exactly are you, and why are you looking for me?" Guangming Xiu asked again.

An Qian smiled: "In this world, there is no inherent good or evil; it all arises from what I like.

Guangming Xiu, your talent is very strong.

Nowadays, the Pantheon rules over all living things, and for a thousand years, no new gods have ascended.

I wish to help you ascend to a God Position and become a variable in the unseen."

This was the reason An Qian came to see Guangming Xiu.

Now, she wanted to overthrow the Pantheon, and she needed an opportunity.

That opportunity was for a new god to be canonized.

At that time, she would be able to take the chance to head to the Pantheon... to make the gods fall and initiate the Era of Calamity.

"These gods have been high and mighty for too long, enslaving all living beings; it is time for a change.

Once you become a god, I will have a way to make the Pantheon tremble, the God Kingdom collapse, and all gods fall into the human world.

This is a great disaster, but also an opportunity for those with ambition.

In these thousand years, why have no new gods appeared? Isn't it because those gods have blocked the path to divinity?

Must gods be gods, and humans only be humans, or slaves?

The turning point of the century shall be started by you, Guangming Xiu."

An Qian was bewitching Guangming Xiu again, her voice highly seductive.

Guangming Xiu finally understood the purpose of the person before him; he was astonished and found it somewhat hard to accept.

"If the gods fall into the human world, how many innocent humans will perish?"

"Change... always requires sacrifices.

Besides... this group of people outside, living... is it really living?

What I see is not true people, but a group of walking corpses."

"But... these... are living, breathing people!" Guangming Xiu could not accept this.

He could not accept An Qian's way of thinking.

He understood that An Qian wanted to pull all the gods down, and then... the world would fall into turmoil.

During this period, many gods would certainly perish, and many new gods would also appear.

"Do you know, if the world does not change, in a thousand years, perhaps ten thousand years later... all living beings in the world will be nothing more than... meat pigs kept in captivity.

These meat pigs cannot resist, nor do they have the qualifications to resist.

They can only sleep and eat, eat and sleep, and then... offer their plump flesh to that Master."

An Qian said indifferently.

"What does it matter if some people die?

Do you know that once, there were billions upon billions of worlds, each one much larger than the God Continent, with countless living beings.

Yet... those worlds were all destroyed in an instant."

Mentioning this, An Qian's previous nonchalance dissipated, and for the first time, a look of piety appeared on her face.

"Compared to those tragedies, the God Continent... is more like a game.

If you pick up a painting on the road, and there is a person in the painting you find annoying, so you tear the painting up, would you feel guilty? Would you consider the feelings of the person in the painting?"

Guangming Xiu was silent again; An Qian's words revealed too much information.

He asked: "The destruction of billions of worlds, is it true? Have you seen it?"

An Qian was stunned for a moment: "I have not seen it.

If I had seen it and still lived to this day, the Pantheon would be worth... a fart?

I fear that the moment the thought that the Pantheon should collapse arose in my heart, the Pantheon itself would have collapsed in a hurry."

As An Qian spoke, she laughed.

A long life finally had a bit of fun.

Although, this fun was artificially created.

It was created by the upper levels for survivors like them to experience, to taste the atmosphere of the period before the Great Destruction.

"Guangming Xiu, how about considering it?

If you pledge your loyalty to me, the future world will have a place for you!"

An Qian drank slowly, waiting for Guangming Xiu's answer.

"I..." Guangming Xiu hesitated.

And at this moment, suddenly, the wine cup in An Qian's hand fell with a clatter; she stood up abruptly, a look of astonishment on her face: "Someone has become a god?"

Just now, she was shocked to discover that in the Pantheon, there were... two more gods?

She was puzzled; she was confused.

"Did I get the script wrong?"

"That's not right!"

"Guangming Xiu is the key!"

An Qian was truly a bit flustered.

"No, a new god has appeared... this is my plan!"

Since a new god had appeared, how could An Qian still follow the script?

Whether or not Guangming Xiu ascended to godhood was of little significance.

Now... the most important thing was to go to the Pantheon... and start the Era of Calamity.

Without any hesitation, An Qian's figure vanished.

Leaving only Guangming Xiu alone, flustered in the tavern.

He didn't even know what had happened.

Inside the Pantheon, several voices whispered.

"The God of Theft and Wind has been gone for so long without returning; could he have encountered an accident?"

"Could it be that the newly born deity is very strong?"

"No matter how strong, they are still a newly ascended deity; the God of Theft and Wind is someone who almost stepped into the realm of a Medium Divine Power."

"I reckon he might have already captured the newly ascended god and is with that Great Rakshasa in the Abyss... haha..."

At this moment, these deities were like gossiping neighbors, talking about rumors, with none of the mystery of gods.

"Eyun Xiaojie, you are more familiar with the Great Rakshasa; do you think the Great Rakshasa would really...?"

"The Great Rakshasa... is not as filthy as you." Eyun Xiaojie looked at the God of Fire, her eyes filled with contempt.

The God of Fire was not angry at being scolded: "Eyun Xiaojie, filth is defined by us, and Rules are born because of us; how can you say we are filthy?"

"When I win the bet against Eyun Xiaojie, I will definitely make Eyun Xiaojie's followers love Fire."

"Burning oneself to death will be an honor, and those who burn ten thousand people will be the highest honor."

The God of Fire was not wrong.

Rules are set by gods, relying entirely on the regulations, likes, and dislikes of the gods.

For example, there is a deity in the Pantheon named the Maiden of Flagellation.

To the people of the world, the followers who believe in this deity are lunatics.

This group of followers takes pride in whipping themselves with thorns, often whipping themselves until they are covered in cuts and bruises.

Some followers even whip their children after they are born.

Therefore, many of the Maiden of Flagellation's followers have no children, and even if they do, the children do not survive a miserable childhood, suffering long periods of whipping, and eventually dying in pain on some dark night.

From the moment they are born, they enjoy no warmth, see no light, and feel no kindness.

Eyun Xiaojie glanced sideways at the God of Fire and said nothing more.

Among the gods, there are also factions.

Eyun Xiaojie was clearly not in the same faction as the God of Fire.

The God of Fire belonged to the faction of the Master of Light, so his actions were relatively overbearing.

As for the faction Eyun Xiaojie belonged to, there was no Master, only deities of Strong Divine Power, so their situation was worrying.

Especially... some time ago, the Four Great Sovereigns inexplicably joined forces to destroy the Arcane Empire.

In the eyes of the world, the Four Great Sovereigns merely destroyed a kingdom of non-believers.

However, in Eyun Xiaojie's view, many gods in their faction also lost their foundations in this war.

There were even quite a few gods who betrayed their camp and joined the camp that had a Master.

The God of Theft and Wind was once a god in Eyun Xiaojie's camp.

In the end, he betrayed them and joined another camp.

Therefore, Eyun Xiaojie had no good feelings toward the God of Theft and Wind.

(End of this chapter)