Myth Beyond Heaven

Yun Lintian’s body convulsed as spatial energy tore through his meridians like a storm of shattered glass. The Spatial Wheel in his Divine Core spun wildly, its silver light fracturing as it struggled to contain Kong Xuan’s overwhelming power.

“Focus!” Kong Xuan’s voice cut through the pain. “Shape it or it will shred you apart!”

Yun Lintian gritted his teeth. He’d absorbed seven Primordial Authorities before, but this—this was different. Space wasn’t just power; it was the very fabric of existence. To master it meant to rewrite the rules of reality itself.

Crack!

A spatial fissure split open across his chest, golden blood welling up before the wound mended itself with Life authority. The pain was unimaginable—every cell in his body being torn apart and reassembled across infinite dimensions simultaneously.

Inside his Divine Core, the Tree of Life’s roots lashed out, trying to anchor the chaotic energy. The golden scales of Balance tipped wildly, unable to stabilize the spatial storm. The Spatial Wheel spun rapidly, madly refined the power.

Yun Lintian roared and pushed harder.

The Gate of Beyond Heaven in his mind trembled violently as it began absorbing excess spatial energy. Ancient runes along its frame glowed silver as they activated for the first time since his father left it within him.

“Interesting,” Kong Xuan murmured, watching the Gate siphon power. “Yun Wushuang prepared well.”

But it wasn’t enough.

Yun Lintian felt himself unraveling—his physical form flickering between locations as space itself rejected his attempts at control. One moment his hand was here, the next three feet to the left. His internal organs threatened to occupy different dimensions entirely.

Qing Yun stepped forward, emerald light gathering in her palms. “He’s—”

“NO!” Kong Xuan stopped her. “This is his trial alone. Help now and the authority won’t fully integrate.”

Linlin and Qingqing anxiously watched as Yun Lintian struggling.

Suddenly, a female voice rang out in Yun Lintian’s mind.

“To master space, you must first accept its nature—not as chains to bind, but as freedom to move.”

Yun Lintian’s struggling stilled.

Although he didn’t know who she was, he stopped fighting immediately.

Instead, he let go—allowing the spatial energy to flow unrestricted through his meridians. Kong Xuan’s power shattered completely, its fragments dissolving into liquid silver that flooded his Divine Core.

The Gate of Beyond Heaven shook as it absorbed the brunt of the power, its ancient mechanisms groaning under the strain. But this time, Yun Lintian didn’t resist.

He understood now.

Space wasn’t something to conquer.

It was something to become.

BOOM!

The Infinite Realm trembled as the transformation completed. Yun Lintian’s body solidified—no longer flickering, but existing simultaneously across multiple points in space. His very presence warped reality around him, the floating islands adjusting their orbits to accommodate his new existence.

Kong Xuan exhaled sharply. “It’s done.”

Yun Lintian opened his eyes—

—and saw the universe differently.

Every fold in space, every dimensional layer, every possible location—all visible at once. He could reach out and touch any point in creation with a thought. The Infinite Realm wasn’t just around him; it was part of him now.

He flexed his fingers, watching as the air rippled obediently. “This power…”

“Is yours completely,” Kong Xuan confirmed, his cosmic eyes dimmed but satisfied. “No half-measures. No partial integration. You are now truly the God of Space.”

Yun Lintian stood, feeling the realm respond to his slightest whim. With a thought, he folded space between himself and a distant island—appearing there and back in the span of a heartbeat.

Qingqing’s tiny jaw dropped. “Whoa!”

Yun Lintian’s fingers traced the air, leaving shimmering spatial ripples in their wake. The Gate of Beyond Heaven pulsed in his mind, its ancient runes now glowing with vibrant silver light. A realization struck him—this was no mere artifact.

“I can go back and forth,” he murmured.

Kong Xuan, now visibly aged with streaks of white in his emerald hair, frowned. “What?”

“The Gate.” Yun Lintian’s golden-flecked eyes burned with understanding. “Coming to this timeline was supposed to be one-way. But now…”

He reached into the Gate’s power—

—and vanished.

Linlin yelped. “Big Brother Yun?!”

A heartbeat later, he reappeared, holding a familiar jade token from his original timeline. “I can cross between timelines freely now.”

“Cough! Cough!” Kong Xuan coughed violently, his body trembling. Qing Yun rushed to his side, emerald life energy flowing into him.

“Don’t waste your power,” Kong Xuan waved her off weakly. “I won’t die until I see Nian Shi’s corpse.”

Yun Lintian moved to help, but the God of Space stopped him with a raised hand. “Focus. This changes everything.” His aged eyes gleamed. “Nian Shi rules by controlling timelines. But you—you can go where even he can’t follow.”

“Understood,” Yun Lintian nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, Senior. I will definitely avenge your daughter.”

“Good. I’ll wait.” Kong Xuan grinned with satisfaction. “Show me the Gate.”

“Alright, Senior,” Yun Lintian said and summoned the Gate of Beyond Heaven.

Kong Xuan stared at the gate for a moment and said, “This gate… it’s made by the Divine Core of a True God specializing in space.”

Yun Lintian suddenly thought of something. The voice of the woman he had heard earlier must have been the Purple Void God, the one who created the gate for Yun Tian.

Kong Xuan walked up to the gate and traced along the runes and the four mythical beasts engraved on it. “To think that someone could actually create a stable pocket world and transit while being a True God… this person truly gave it their all.”

He turned to Yun Lintian and asked, “Do you know who it is?”

Yun Lintian thought for a moment and said, “I don’t know much about her. She’s called the Purple Void God.”

“Purple Void God…” Kong Xuan frowned slightly and said, “I see… She must be a descendant of the Purple Void Clan.”

“Purple Void Clan?” Yun Lintian was curious.

“Yes,” Kong Xuan nodded slightly as he explained. “From what I know, there’s an ancient god clan that specialized in spatial power. This clan is among the earliest god clans created by the Creator in the original timeline. I learned it by accident when I traveled across the timeline.”

He turned to look at Yun Lintian and said, “If I guess correctly, she should be the last member. After all, I have never met one throughout my journey.”

Yun Lintian’s heart grew heavy when he heard this. The Purple Void God had sacrificed herself to create such a heaven-defying artifact for him… He didn’t know how to describe his feelings at that moment…