SFS Chapter 500 Lu Yu: Killing Gods is Like Breathing! One Man Suppresses One Realm! Entering the Old Er
Chapter 500 Lu Yu: Killing Gods is Like Breathing! One Man Suppresses One Realm! Entering the Old Er
Chapter 500 Lu Yu: Killing Gods is Like Breathing! One Man Suppresses an Entire Realm! Entering the Old Era
boom!
The long river of history suddenly fell into a state of madness, with endless historical chaos, time distortion, and the removed spacetime becoming a black hole that devoured everything.
"What happened?"
Countless ancient beings from the depths of history were awakened, and even the gods of the Mother River cast their gaze upon them.
Their eyes widened in surprise, wondering what had happened.
This commotion seems even greater than the one that led to the death of that person countless years ago.
Is the White God dead?
Or is it the Faceless God, that troublemaker, causing trouble?
Or is it that the old era is about to undergo a transformation?
However, the river of history has not answered anyone's questions. It has even violated the ironclad rule that the past belongs to history, and has started to flow backwards, sweeping away the dust of history and washing it towards the present.
The terrifying historical monsters, originally shrouded in the fog of history, appear incredibly small in the face of the fully awakened river of history, and can only flee in disarray.
Can't escape? Then you'll be crushed instantly.
"What is this?!"
The Sky Day Clan, who had been recuperating on the Ash Ark, also stared in disbelief at this sweeping tide of history.
Even if they possess the combat power of a true king by relying on divine artifacts, enough to occupy a place in the main world, in the long river of history, a mere ripple can annihilate them.
Faced with the historical upheavals of rebellion, even the gods had to yield.
But now... they have nowhere to run!
hum!
Just when they thought their race was about to be wiped out, the yellow banner on the Ash Skyship fluttered, and the surging waves of history bypassed them.
"What a magnificent collector!"
All the people of the Sky Day tribe who witnessed this scene knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.
As the False King of the Skyday watched this scene unfold, he could sense that during this time, his people no longer worshipped the sun or the King of the Skyday, but instead began to worship the Collector.
But he didn't stop them. What difference did it make what one believed in if one could survive?
"It's a pity that Lu Yu didn't come." Tianzhou Pseudo-King sighed. His potential had reached its limit. Although there was only one step between a pseudo-king and a true king, they were worlds apart.
In particular, the long years he spent as the Beast of the Day had worn away his spirit, making it difficult for him to become king against the current of the Mother River.
However, Lu Yu is different. His talent is unparalleled, he has unlimited potential, and he is recognized by the Sun King as the perfect successor.
It's a pity he started too high, with the powerful human race behind him, and too many people were willing to give him a chance.
"Only when reality hits you hard will you realize how precious the chance to become king is." The pseudo-king Tianzhou was not in a hurry, nor did he think that Lu Yu could become king with 100% certainty.
You should know that with the full help of the Tianzhou clan, he is capable of becoming a true king. If he can rescue those ancient beings and bring back the secrets of the sun, he may even become a peak true king or a demigod among humans.
Such temptation is irresistible to the other party.
If you're patient, you'll eventually see him come and be the King of Day.
I just don't know what exactly happened in the long river of history, but He seems exceptionally anxious.
As if they were afraid of running out of time!
Meanwhile, in the present world,
"Is this what they call a funeral?"
Even the evil god of Chaos Spirit, a being born of desire, could not understand why the disciple would commit suicide.
Moreover, he was using a top-tier artifact like the Ancient Spear, as if he was afraid he wouldn't die.
Could it be that he's going to die to atone for failing his mission?
Or is it because you're emotionally fragile and can't accept failure?
The kings frowned, unable to understand the disciple's thought process.
But I quickly realized...
While the higher the spiritual level, the more terrifying and insane the essence becomes, that refers to obsession, not a lack of common sense.
Trying to understand a madman? Isn't that just plain crazy?
However, what concerned them even more was the way the Chaos Spirit God addressed his disciples, and even his considerable fear of the being behind them.
Because they arrived late, they assumed they were merely representatives of a supreme and great being.
Their style of doing things is more like that of the Faceless God faction!
"Why is that?!"
Among all the kings, the only one who knew the disciple's identity was the Order King, or rather, the Lady of the World. Looking at the disciple who died with an elegant demeanor, she felt no trace of life and her brows were furrowed.
"This guy must have been out partying for too long and messed up his brain. I already told you, if you like him, why not keep him around as a gigolo..." the mechanical angel said casually, but under the gentle gaze of the mechanical mother, she shut her mouth and muttered softly, "I was just giving advice."
Actually, she also had a selfish motive: if Lady World took Lu Yu under her wing, she could borrow him to play with.
This guy is the bastard who got her pregnant and then kicked her so hard she had to have an abortion.
Although they used the breeding foot, they were also enemies at the time.
But tell me if the result is the same.
Then I'll get Huang Mao pregnant, bully him badly, and then abandon him.
Although it's a bit excessive, at least no one will die.
Look at it now, it's turned into barbecue skewers. I guess the only way to save it is by scalding it with hot oil.
Wait a minute... making it into an electric toy would be great too!
"Alright, have you forgotten that we share a body? If we don't create a mental barrier, strong thoughts are like broadcasting a radio program in our heads, right?" the mechanical mother reminded helplessly, causing the mechanical angel to quickly suppress her thoughts and create a mental barrier for herself.
The mechanical mother thought helplessly to herself, "World, don't take it to heart. Xin Yue meant well, but Lu Yu probably has other tricks up his sleeve."
The World Lady didn't care, or rather...
She simply didn't believe that someone as cunning as Lu Yu would be willing to die.
But looking at the disciple who had committed suicide before him, it was indeed the truth.
Lady World inherited the memories of the Spirit Machine Overlord, so she naturally recognized this famous weapon, the legendary Ancient Spear.
The method of use is that the older the target is, the stronger the sealing ability, and it can even resonate with the long history.
Its only drawback is that it is fragile and easily broken, making it unsuitable for combat.
Generally used for finishing off enemies!
Since its birth, it has had two owners. The first one was "The Old Day," a sun that only existed in the past.
The second one was the Faceless God.
In their hands, even a blade of grass is a top-tier artifact, enough to cleave the world; therefore, strength is not important.
Unlike his disciples, the old spear required extremely strict conditions to be used by him, and he could easily make a mistake.
With the appearance of the Wall of Billions of Spirits, even if the power of the Ancient Spear were exhausted, it would be impossible to pierce the Chaos Spirit God.
But he chose to kill himself...
ancient……
"Could it be...?"
Lady World seemed to understand something. She looked at the disciple's blood flowing on the stone spear, absorbed by the uneven, rough surface, flowing along the sun's lines, gradually bursting forth with brilliance, reflecting the ancient years.
At this moment, her expression changed drastically, and she understood what Lu Yu wanted to do.
"Don't go near the disciples, go away quickly!"
She decisively retreated and shouted at the human kings who were preparing to intercept the Chaos God Nie Dengshen.
The human kings were also taken aback. Although they were puzzled, they chose to retreat based on their trust in the King of Order, but still maintained a distance from which they could launch an attack.
The kings of the myriad races frowned. Although they didn't know what was wrong with the King of Order, they became more vigilant and launched an attack on the Chaos Spirit God Abomination.
Laws and regulations swept across the land, and various royal courts appeared, exerting their power over the main world.
"King of Order, since you've helped me eliminate half of my opponent, after I become a god, you can serve as my divine son and search for more worlds for me!"
The Chaos God laughed loudly, its twisted body of desire spreading out countless hands of desire, like an open, ferocious maw, which swallowed most of the old god's body and digested even more power.
Flesh, soul, and spirit intertwine, igniting divine fire, forging divinity, and solidifying one's own authority.
"Let all realms hear my voice!"
The Chaos Spirit God was in a frenzy, but the next second, a mysterious sound came from the disciple's body, which was standing still and pierced by the ancient spear.
Splash!
Like surging waves, vast and boundless.
"This is……"
The Chaos Spirit God was initially taken aback, thinking his disciple was about to embark on the path of resurrection again. However, as his long-buried memories began to resurface, a look of terror appeared on his face:
"How is that possible?!"
boom!
With the sound of space shattering, the mighty river of history seeped from the disciples' hearts, turning into billions of historical dust that surged forth, staining the world a rusty red.
Blurry, lifeless, and gloomy, like a film overexposed on an old-fashioned projector.
The very spot where the disciples once stood became the source of chaos in the world!
"What!?"
This scene stunned all the kings.
They didn't hesitate; they decisively used the law to resist. But faced with the endless dust of history, even the laws that could reshape the world were instantly covered up, and then, like lost history, they disappeared silently.
When the spirit is silent, all things perish!
This is the true power of the Dharma-ending Age.
If they hadn't gotten too close, and if the river of history hadn't expanded unchecked, they would have all been swept away by the torrent and buried in the past.
Even so, there was a true king among all races who could only watch helplessly as his royal court was swept away by the river of history, covered by countless historical dust, and sank to the bottom of the river.
They couldn't understand why the disciples, having penetrated them, could bring forth the very essence of history that had always existed in the past!
Even if an ordinary, great being were to fall, they might not necessarily appear in person.
Disciples...why should they be?
The human kings were relieved that the King of Order had reminded them.
However, Lady World stared intently at the river of history that had swallowed the world, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"I see."
She always felt that Lu Yu's blessings were too heavy and his growth rate was too fast, even a divine child might not be able to compare.
Now I finally understand. Lu Yu wasn't an agent of some mysterious being, but just like me...
It is the human form of a great being.
Moreover, it is extremely ancient!
Even the long river of history must be treated with utmost care!
Ms. World's mood improved, and she stopped worrying.
Since Lu Yu dared to do this, he must have been confident.
This was her blind faith in him that she had held for so long.
Moreover, since they are both high-dimensional life forms, the probability of them coming together is probably greater.
"Damn it, how can he summon the River of History?" the Chaos God roared. Although he found it hard to believe, he continued to resist the approaching historical dust, thinking to himself, "But as long as he is swept away by the River of History, everything will be over. Besides, there isn't much historical dust left on his body, so he shouldn't be affected..."
As long as we can get through this, at least we can be safe!
However, at this moment, a blank sheet of paper appears on the long river of history, with words appearing on it.
[The disciple defeated the Thousand-Armed Elf Empress, the Void Thousand-Legged Sword Maiden, the Hundred-Eyed Angel, and the Storm Hydra. Facing the resurrected Old Gods, he wisely chose to pierce his own body with the Ancient Spear, after all...]
He is older than the gods! The river of history, inspired by this, prepares to carry this story away and seal it in the past.
Learn from the barbarians' techniques to subdue them!
Defeat the Paper God using the Paper God's methods!
At the end of the white paper, a pattern of a felt hat appeared, making the Chaos Goddess Nie seem to see her disciple smiling at her, emitting a silent mockery.
So you think you're the only one who can write stories?
Before the Chaos Spirit God could even get angry, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and realized that the Ancient Spear had appeared on him and the Paper God's body at some point.
Due to the karmic connection, the moment Lu Yu sealed himself, he also sealed everything in the entire ancient divine kingdom.
Everything was because she took the initiative to guide the other party into this story, establishing a causal connection.
Like the foolish villain in the story, he was completely outmaneuvered by Lu Yu!
"No!!!!"
The Chaos Spirit God roared in fury, trying with all its might to resist, but it was too late.
The mighty river of history surged forth, and the paper god's true form unleashed its immense divine power. The dust of history on its body almost disappeared, and it regained most of its divine power.
However, it was also instantly submerged in the face of the erosion of history.
They were utterly powerless to resist!
The chaotic spirit goddess fled frantically, but the river of history had already locked onto her, and a casually stirred wave swept her body into the dust of history.
At that moment, an overwhelming sense of panic surged through me.
She hasn't become a god yet...
She didn't want to die...
I don't want to be imprisoned in the dark past...
But the waves of history unleashed a terrifying suction force, constantly sweeping her away. She looked at the Sky Tree King, which was only a few meters away from her.
She exerted all her strength just to see him.
With a snap, the pained face of the other party's wife appeared on the exquisite face of the Chaos Spirit God, who cried out in panic:
"Save me, or she will be imprisoned in the old era for eternity!"
The Heavenly Tree King, no longer suppressed by the ancient divine kingdom, stood rooted to the spot, looking at his wife's pained face and hearing her voice in his ear:
"...Safataid...it hurts so much..."
Seeing this, the Sky Tree King looked pained and subconsciously reached out his hand towards the Chaos Spirit God.
The Elf Queen saw this and hesitated to speak.
Should we stop the father from saving the mother?
But if the Chaos Spirit God survives, wouldn't that mean all the disciples' previous efforts have been in vain?
Finally, she shouted, "Father, don't be fooled! Mother is long dead. This is all an act!"
The Sky Tree King spoke in a hoarse voice, without turning his head:
"If I can stay by her side, even if it means burying the past, so what? Christa, please forgive my selfishness."
After saying that, he reached out and touched the Chaos Spirit God, whose body had been mostly swallowed by the waves of history, causing the latter's eyes to fill with greed.
As long as it is touched, it can erode the Tree King's soul, borrow the other's power to sever cause and effect, and seize this true king's body.
Almost...
Just a little bit more...
However, just as the Sky Tree King was about to touch it, a voice suddenly came from behind:
"Safataid!"
The Sky Tree King suddenly turned its head and saw a figure in a white dress appear in the almost ruined, dusty forest.
She had the exact same face as Elfheim, leaning against the tree with a gentle smile, just like the figure in the Sky Tree King's memory.
Even their soul auras were exactly the same.
"Elfheim?" The Sky Tree King was stunned. Why were there two Elfheims?
However, Elfheim, who was in the dust, frowned and said, "Why are you still as blank as before? Didn't I tell you to live well? If you miss me, look at the dust, and I will come back."
At this moment, the Sky Tree King was completely shaken.
The real Elfheim had already returned.
"Get out of here!"
However, the next second, accompanied by a roar, the white moonlight in his memory was instantly sent flying, falling into the jungle, blood splattering and staining the thorn bushes red.
"She's an imposter!"
The one who made the move was the Chaos Spirit God Abomination, whose entire body was covered in the dust of history, leaving only her head. Anyone who interfered with her survival plan would be crushed by her.
Moreover, the other party is indeed an imposter, because the real Elfheim Soul is in her hands.
She stared at the Sky Tree King, who stood frozen in place, and continued to plead for help, enslaving Elfheim. However, the woman's face twisted into a ferocious expression as she roared, "Save me, or I'll kill myself!"
It's just like……
The villain, enraged after his plan was exposed!
"Despicable..." Before the Chaos Spirit God could utter a curse, the Law of the Sky Tree slammed down on her head, crushing her skull, and the red and white substances stained the roots of the Sky Tree.
The Heavenly Tree King watched indifferently as the chaotic spirits and demons were covered by the dust of history and completely swept into the long river of time.
When he turned to look at the jungle again, he found neither Elfheim's body nor any blood, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.
However, in the distant jungle, a half-elf girl was staggering along, covered in wounds, the world before her eyes becoming increasingly blurry, her spirituality decaying.
Although the Chaos God was using all its power to resist the erosion of the dust of history, it was ultimately a true king, and a single roar nearly shattered her.
If it weren't for its immortality, it would probably have died on the spot.
But it has also been ravaged by terrible pollution and eroded by time.
Interfering with the future comes at a price.
"Am I going to die?"
Sensing the approach of death, the half-elf girl continuously exuded crimson energy, which condensed into a ring.
Her body also transformed into a small, crimson figure, and she rushed in with all her might.
"Death cannot catch up with me until I meet Xiuren."
All of this went unnoticed by anyone, except...
"Time, in the end, forms a closed loop."
With a sigh, the disciples slowly walked along the river of history, leaning on their scepters.
The turbulent and violent river of history has somehow carved out a peaceful path for him to walk on.
It made everyone hold their breath.
However, Lu Yu paid no attention to them, recalling everything that had just happened in the jungle, and sighed in his heart.
That half-elf girl...
It was the forty-fourth demon rat, who was also the girl they first met. She came to the future, but a special time barrier severed her connection with the rat.
It cannot use its own identity to contact its future self, nor can it communicate with them, otherwise it will suffer the backlash of time.
Lu Yu pretended not to know of its existence, thinking that he could complete the plan without the help of the Demon Seed Rat, and let it return safely.
Unexpectedly, in order to carry out his own plan and to prevent the Chaos Spirit God from having the opportunity to harm him, the forty-fourth Demon Rat chose to sacrifice himself.
The future it traveled to was clearly different from the information it initially conveyed, but its own position forcibly anchored itself to the timeline, using the time it spent as the sole basis.
This also includes the fate of the rat that will die if it splits into two parts.
The power of time is far more terrifying than he imagined!
Even more terrifying is the forbidden truth, which can forcibly anchor uniqueness.
This allows time to form a unique closed loop.
If he were a true taboo, he could change things at will, but for now, he can only witness it.
"Taboos, high above, are they not also a form of benevolence?"
This thought suddenly occurred to Lu Yu, giving him a deeper understanding of taboos.
He raised his head, gazing at the vast, flowing river of history, like a colossal ancient spear piercing through the chaotic spirits, demons, and old gods, and chuckled softly:
"I said it,"
"Slaying gods is as easy as breathing!"
His words fell, filled with arrogance, yet no one dared to refute them.
Even the Chaos Spirit Goddess is no exception, because she has been adrift in the dust of history and no longer has the ability to speak.
Even the kings remained silent.
They were very curious.
Why have disciples received so many preferential treatments throughout history?
Even the ancient gods can only be submerged by the long river of history, but the disciples can slowly walk into existence.
They are like witnesses and recorders of history.
He... no, what era does He come from, this immortal being from?
The Elf Queen stared blankly at the figure that had saved the Sky Tree Kingdom and rescued her from everything, the image of which was deeply etched into her soul.
Just then, the disciple turned to look at her and said:
"Without the Chaos Spirit God Abomination as the source of desire, these spirit abominations can still be saved as long as they dispel the ecological influences on them and reverse the true nature of their desires through the law. I'll be going now."
Since they were allies, Lu Yu still offered a word of advice.
The Elf Queen asked blankly, "Where are you going?"
The disciple adjusted his hat, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said without turning his head:
"I come from the past, and I am going to the future..."
"Just passing through the human world."
At this point, even the long river of history can't wait any longer.
For the sake of the forbidden position, He has been waiting for a long time to let Lu Yu experience the power to suppress an entire realm by himself. Why is He still dragging his feet?
Don't you have any self-respect?
then,
Endless dust of history enveloped him, obscuring his form. With the divine kingdom and the old gods as his coffin, he was escorted by the long river of history for a grand funeral of the century.
Buried in...
The old days!
(End of this chapter)