Myth Beyond Heaven

Buzz—

At this moment, the Devourer’s formless presence pulsed, and suddenly—

Reality tore.

Yun Lintian’s figure flashed and reappeared a few hundred meters away.

A chunk of the void where Yun Lintian had stood moments ago simply vanished, erased from existence as if it had never been. Not destroyed—consumed.

Yun Lintian’s golden eyes widened slightly. This…

Even with his vast experience, he had never seen anything like this. The very fabric of space-time had been bitten off like a piece of fruit.

“DELICIOUS,” the Devourer intoned, its voice vibrating through the crumbling cosmos.

Yun Lintian didn’t hesitate. The Heaven Sunderer blazed with golden light as he slashed forward—a strike that could cleave worlds in half.

The Devourer didn’t dodge.

It ate the attack.

The sword’s energy vanished mid-flight, swallowed by the abyss where the Devourer’s maw should be.

Yun Lintian’s brows furrowed.

“DISAPPOINTING,” the Devourer mocked. Space twisted as it “spoke,” its words warping the air. “IS THIS ALL THE PRIMORDIAL GODS’ HEIR CAN DO?”

A flicker of movement—Yun Lintian teleported behind the creature, striking with the God Slaying Sword this time. The obsidian blade hummed with lethal intent as it pierced toward the Devourer’s formless back.

The sword passed through nothing.

The Devourer had shifted dimensions, its existence flickering between realities faster than the eye could follow.

“CLUMSY,” it taunted. A tendril of darkness lashed out, grazing Yun Lintian’s arm.

Where it touched, flesh withered—not rotting, but unwritten from time itself.

Yun Lintian’s expression remained calm as emerald light surged from his body—the God of Life’s authority—mending the wound instantly.

The battle raged on, neither side gaining ground.

Yun Lintian would strike; the Devourer would consume or evade. The Devourer would attack; Yun Lintian would deflect or heal.

A stalemate of annihilation.

“YOU ENTERTAIN ME,” the Devourer admitted after another exchange. Its voice carried a perverse amusement. “BUT THIS IS NOT A FIGHT. THIS IS… PLAY.”

The Devourer’s presence suddenly intensified—its formless body swelling like a collapsing star. The void around them trembled violently as space itself began to unravel.

“RUN FOR ME!”

A wave of erasure spread outward, devouring reality in all directions. No matter how fast Yun Lintian teleported using the God of Space’s authority, the Devourer’s hunger followed, pinpointing his location with terrifying precision.

Yun Lintian’s golden eyes narrowed. He couldn’t keep dodging forever.

“Burn.”

Golden flames erupted from his body—the Sun God’s authority. The inferno roared toward the Devourer, only to be swallowed whole.

No effect.

“Stabilize.”

The God of Balance’s power surged, attempting to anchor the crumbling laws of reality. The Devourer’s advance slowed—but only for a breath—before breaking through.

“War.”

Crimson battle formations materialized—the War God’s legacy. A thousand phantom blades materialized and shot forward. The Devourer flickered between dimensions, evading most, but a few struck true—

—only for the wounds to seamlessly mend, as if they’d never existed.

Yun Lintian’s frown deepened. Regeneration? No…

He understood now. The Devourer wasn’t healing. It was reverting time on itself, undoing damage before it could take hold.

A near-perfect defense.

“PERSISTENT LITTLE THING,” the Devourer mused, its voice dripping with mockery. “HOW LONG YOU CAN CONTINUE, HUH?”

Space twisted—and suddenly, Yun Lintian felt his body lock in place. Not restrained, but… isolated. The Devourer had severed his connection to the surrounding dimensions, trapping him in a pocket of dying reality.

The void around him began to crumble inward, like paper burning to ash.

Yun Lintian’s mind raced. Conventional attacks won’t work. It consumes or evades everything. Even time reversal…

Then—

Chaos.

The primordial force born from the clash of Life and Death—the one power even the Devourer couldn’t fully control.

Yun Lintian’s hands moved.

Left palm up—God of Life’s emerald energy.

Right palm down—God of Death’s dark aura that he borrowed from the God of Death’s body parts.

He slammed them together.

BOOOOOOM!

A storm of grayish-black energy erupted—Chaos incarnate. The unstable power ripped through the dimensional prison, colliding with the Devourer head-on.

“UGH!”

For the first time, the Devourer groaned.

Its formless body writhed as the Chaos energy ate into it, disrupting its temporal regeneration. Chunks of its essence dissolved into nothingness, unable to revert.

“INTERESTING!” The Devourer’s voice was no longer playful, but sharp with something akin to… excitement. “YOU LEARN FAST.”

Yun Lintian didn’t celebrate. Even as the Chaos energy scored hits, the Devourer’s wounds began to stitch themselves back together, slower than before but still inevitable.

Still not enough.

The realization was cold, clear. For all his power, for all his authorities…

He couldn’t kill this thing.

Not yet.

The Devourer seemed to sense his thoughts. “YOU SEE IT NOW, DON’T YOU?” it whispered, its voice suddenly intimate, as if speaking directly into Yun Lintian’s soul. “THIS IS WHY THEY SEALED ME. NOT BECAUSE THEY COULD WIN… BUT BECAUSE THEY COULD NOT.”

Yun Lintian said nothing. His grip tightened on the Heaven Sunderer.

Buzz—

The Devourer’s formless body suddenly convulsed, its dark essence swirling violently. Without warning, space itself collapsed at its center—a black hole of unimaginable density forming in an instant.

“LET’S SEE YOU STOP THIS,” the Devourer taunted as the black hole’s gravitational pull intensified. Distant stars trembled, their light bending toward the vortex as entire celestial bodies began to be torn apart.

Yun Lintian’s expression turned solemn.

With a flick of his wrist, the Heaven Sunderer vanished back into his spatial ring. In its place, the God Slaying Sword materialized—its obsidian blade humming with lethal intent.

“Come.”

Yun Lintian’s body erupted with divine light as he activated his bloodlines in succession.

The Primordial Azure Dragon God’s azure scales shimmered across his skin.

The Divine Phoenix’s crimson flames wreathed his left arm.

The Golden Crow God’s solar aura blazed around his right.

The Vermilion Bird God’s scarlet runes etched themselves into his sword.

The White Tiger God’s killing intent sharpened his gaze.

At the same time, Chaos energy swirled around him—the unstable fusion of Life and Death authorities.

The black hole’s pull grew stronger, dragging entire star systems toward oblivion.

Yun Lintian raised the God Slaying Sword high, his voice calm but resolute.

“Heaven Piercing Sword Art—”

Space itself seemed to hold its breath.

“—Rending Heaven!”

The sword descended.

A crescent of gray-black energy, woven with the power of five divine beasts and Chaos itself, tore through the void. It didn’t just cut—it unmade.

The blade’s edge met the black hole’s event horizon—

BOOOOOOM!