Myth Beyond Heaven

“Among us, he has the highest chance of survival. He possesses a treasure that can perfectly conceal his presence, and furthermore, he’s the strongest. There shouldn’t be anyone among the survivors who could challenge him,” Huang Yiming spoke with a firm voice, indicating his confidence in his speculation.

“How strong is he?” Lin Yitong frowned and asked.

Huang Yiming took a deep look at her and said, “You wouldn’t last more than five moves against him.”

Lin Yitong’s pupils shrank in shock. She didn’t doubt Huang Yiming’s words in the slightest. True Gods in this realm could roughly gauge their opponent’s strength.

“Though I haven’t personally experienced the current Primal Chaos, I can discern something. The True Gods emerging in this era will never be able to compare to their counterparts from the Primordial Era,” Huang Yiming said calmly.

“While you’ve inherited the legacy of the True Wood Spirit Clan, you’re far from being Wu Fan’s opponent. You can spar with Li Shan later. You’ll understand what I mean.”

Yun Lintian and the others glanced at Li Shan, noticing the change within his body. He was slowly recovering his strength. The aura he exuded was far superior to his previous spectral form.

Lin Yitong looked at Huang Yiming and asked further, “How can we fight Wu Fan and his people?”

“Patience,” Huang Yiming replied calmly. “All of you need to be patient and slowly improve your strength. As far as I’m aware, the other inheritors of the Primordial Gods are currently rising. It is inevitable that the final stage will be the battle between them. I don’t think the others have that much impact.”

“I cannot protect him,” Lin Yitong said with a frown.

Huang Yiming gave Lin Yitong a meaningful gaze. “You are not the only one his father arranged for him.”

“Who else?” Lin Yitong asked again. At this point, it was obvious that Huang Yiming was oblivious to Yun Tian’s existence and she didn’t bother clarifying it.

“I don’t know,” Huang Yiming shook his head. “But I believe not every surviving True God belongs to the opposing side. There must be others besides Yun Lintian’s father.”

Lin Yitong remained silent.

“Senior, I need to travel to the God Tomb later to stop Si Junyi from reviving the ancient gods. Can you tell me more about them? Who are they exactly?” Yun Lintian inquired.

Huang Yiming was surprised. “Si Junyi? The disciple of the God of Death?”

Yun Lintian nodded and briefly explained Si Junyi’s situation.

After listening to Yun Lintian, Huang Yiming fell silent for a moment.

“The ancient gods,” he began, “should be referred to as the first generation of gods under the Primordial Gods. Die Qingzhu and Meng Xia were among them.”

“Si Junyi’s goal is likely Wang Chuan. He was the first god under the God of Death, the one who created the River of Forgetfulness.” Huang Yiming’s expression turned solemn as he continued. “If Wang Chuan returns, the Primal Chaos will descend into even greater chaos.”

“How strong was he? And what caused his death?” Yun Lintian asked.

“Wang Chuan sacrificed himself to perfect the River of Forgetfulness, strengthening the balance between the Netherworld and the mortal world. His sacrifice was necessary. As for his strength, it’s difficult to say for sure,” Huang Yiming explained.

“However, his return would mean the River of Forgetfulness would be at his disposal. With Wang Chuan by his side, Si Junyi’s ambition of turning the Primal Chaos into the Netherworld would become significantly easier.” .

Lin Yitong expressed her doubts. “The God Tomb was obviously created much later. How could this person’s remains be stored there?’”

Huang Yiming explained, “The God of Heaven conceived the idea and asked the other Primordial Gods to cooperate in honoring the fallen gods. I have no idea how the discussions went, but in the end, most of the fallen first-generation gods were relocated there.”

Lin Yitong furrowed her brow slightly. The logic behind the Primordial Gods sending the remains of their first-generation subordinates to the God Tomb eluded her. It seemed entirely unnecessary. How could the God of Heaven have convinced the other Primordial Gods to agree to this?

The revelation about Wang Chuan, the first god under the God of Death, cast a long shadow over the group. Yun Lintian felt the weight of responsibility settles heavily on his shoulders. With his current strength, confronting Si Junyi directly was impossible. Not to mention Si Junyi had the Hell Asura by his side.

“Is there anything we can do to prevent the ancient gods from returning?” Yun Lintian questioned, his voice laced with worry. “I’m not sure I’m strong enough to face Si Junyi head-on.”

“There might be one option,” Huang Yiming replied after a contemplative silence. “An artifact called the Soul Scepter. It possesses the power to suppress souls. If I recall correctly, it was placed inside the God Tomb. If you can find it, it might be your best chance against Si Junyi.”

“The Soul Scepter?” Yun Lintian repeated, surprise evident in his voice.

“A primordial artifact created by the Everlasting Soul God,” Huang Yiming explained. “Later, the God of Heaven requested it to bolster the tomb’s defenses.”

Yun Lintian exchanged glances with the others. The name Everlasting Soul God stirred a memory – Ling Yongheng, a member of the Everlasting Soul Clan. There was a high chance the Everlasting Soul God might appear in the God Tomb later.

“The God Tomb is a treacherous place,” Huang Yiming spoke. “Powerful spirits and remnant consciousnesses of the fallen gods guard it. It won’t be an easy feat. But with the beast god souls within you, your chances of survival are considerably higher.”

Yun Lintian nodded slowly. Remnant souls didn’t worry him; the bigger concern was encountering other True Gods. The Primordial God Tribe undoubtedly knew about him by now, and it was inevitable they would make preparations.

“Senior, how much knowledge do you have about the Creator?” Yun Yi suddenly interjected.

“The Creator,” Huang Yiming shook his head, his expression turning somber. “In my time, the Creator was a taboo topic. Any information related to them was completely hidden from everyone.”

A sudden realization struck him, and he asked, “Since arriving here, have you left the vicinity of the Kunlun Realm?”

“Yes,” Yun Lintian replied honestly, “but we are restricted to a certain area around the Kunlun Realm.”

“This is bad,” Huang Yiming’s expression turned grave. “The God of Heaven must have detected your presence by now.”

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