Arad's unruly savior

After the clash of personalities, Ye Lin's injuries have been fully recovered, and he is in peak condition. He then takes the opportunity to reveal the true identities of Darkness and the Nameless Mist.

He had intended to pull them into the fray, share the pressure, and clarify their stance, but instead, he saw the two of them blindly heading towards swallowing Mirror Mountain, completely ignoring him, as if they were afraid he would succeed.

He was immediately speechless and sighed:
"This person is inhuman..."

Darkness and the Nameless Mist seemed to have been prepared all along, joining forces to construct a black hole that distorted space, connecting to an unknown region on the other side, swallowing everything, and even unleashing a portion of the laws of creation, originating from blind folly, which strongly shocked the gods.

One-third of the area of ​​Mirror Mountain on the ninth road has already been moved to the other side.

"Don't think about it!"

The old man, whose body was hunched over and whose face resembled a demon, was now filled with rage and had no choice but to release the newborn power contained within his divine body in advance, interrupting his own transformation and soaring to his peak state.

The emaciated, hunched body became tall and straight, golden blood and energy filled the body, and then the flesh on the waist and back cracked open, growing two extra pairs of arms, black fingernails dripping with filthy liquid. It had truly become a demon, grasping the remnants of stars.

With a roar, it unleashed an extremely terrifying aura and grabbed at the nameless mist.

From any perspective, it's impossible for them to take away the Ninth Way.

The nameless mist of the same level was naturally not intimidated at all. It was a black mist composed of pure shadows, within which thousands of strange eyes flickered. The colors of the eyes were indescribable, beyond conventional understanding, and contained visual pollution.

The other two kings of the gods and the other deities, upon realizing what was happening, roared in unison and took action to stop the darkness. Laws soared into the sky, determined to prevent the Ninth Path from being taken away.

Even though darkness is the source of blind and foolishness, and even a god of kingly caliber cannot be as monstrous as Ye Lin, who single-handedly took down a top powerhouse in an entire universe. He is still far from being able to do so.

The silent, all-encompassing "Darkness" offered up something: a gray sheet of paper, a musical score composed in the Chaos Court, its surface shimmering with countless symbols that recorded the songs and wild dances of the gods in the Chaos Court, as well as the pollution of blind folly. It possessed the power of creation.

The gray paper rapidly expanded in the wind, resembling an unfolding scroll, before bursting into flames and transforming into a polluted galaxy, filled with a powerful aura of curse. The power of the Creator rose up, temporarily halting the end.

Darkness and the Nameless Mist were determined to obtain the Ninth Path, and their actions were so dramatic that they attracted the attention of the gods, which unexpectedly gave Night Forest some free time.

"The ninth tribulation was not completed..." Ye Lin murmured.

As the gods caused the heavens and earth to tremble with every gesture, Ye Lin's presence began to diminish. His divine body concealed its dazzling brilliance, all its laws were hidden, and his aura became peaceful and serene, like an immortal "ordinary person."

Compared to the enormous or grotesque forms of the Outer Gods, the human forms of Night Forest are insignificant, almost minuscule.

The light that a god casually strikes through the sky is hundreds of thousands of times larger than his.

Unfortunately, his previous encounter with the Ninth Path failed to help him complete his final tribulation.

Mirror Mountain was indeed a replica of the Ninth Path. Although it contained the laws of creation and was a terrifying weapon capable of destroying king-level gods, it could not satisfy his needs.

Moreover, according to the Goddess of the End, the Ninth Path is in the hands of the Lord of the End, which is very troublesome.

"Should we go and fight the Lord of the End?" Ye Lin frowned slightly, clenching his fist tightly. It seemed that there was only one path left to take.

He now has the ability to fight the Lord of the End, but the problem is that the latter certainly knows that he desperately needs the Ninth Path and may not take it out, which means he has his weakness in his grasp.

The war will not end in a draw.

Celia's voice came through: "How is it?"

She has been confronting the Lord of the End and observing the End Time and Space.

“Imitations cannot meet my needs,” Ye Lin replied.

boom!
Terrifying auras descended from beyond the realm, disrupting the flow of time and space. It was as if gods were passing through, yet it resembled a chaotic dance of demons.

Gherros burned with ashes and molten iron, from which opened a gigantic single eye; Idhra writhed, its body covered in dizzying symbols; Nordens, the Lord of the Great Abyss, stroked his beard, his staff landing with halos rising in waves; and Nyarli led the charge, her long whip lashing out at the End...

The support of the extraterrestrial gods arrived, their eyes glowing green as they looked at the apocalyptic spacetime... as if they were eyeing delicious food.

Dinner's ready!

"I will not let you succeed." From the depths of the final spacetime, another tyrannical voice rang out, and the fourth King of Gods stepped forward.

The overwhelming shadows writhed, like living things, and a suffocating atmosphere filled the air.

He is a king who serves the Lord of the End Times and rarely appears in public, but now that the situation is dire, he has no choice but to take action.

Immediately afterward, several brilliant streams of light descended upon the end of the universe, including top deities such as Terra and the Arbitrator. A great battle was about to begin.

Ye Lin was as small as a speck of dust. His slender figure was inconspicuous on the battlefield where the gods fought. He could be completely swallowed up by a single ray of light. In fact, some people still remembered him, but dared not directly cause him any trouble.

The scene of him confronting the Ninth Path, which was blessed by the gods, illuminated half the universe and shocked the past, present, and future. The gods were all shocked by his power and knew that he was no match for him.

That's why we have this strange situation now. Ye Lin's form is "tiny" and he is submerged in the glory of the gods. He doesn't make a move, and the gods are unwilling to provoke him. They just pretend he doesn't exist.

Everyone remembers him; how could they possibly forget him?

"Perhaps there is another way that can be done..." Ye Lin pondered, and after some calculation, he believed there was a chance to try to transcend the ninth tribulation.

Just as Ye Lin was about to leave the chaotic battlefield, someone silently blocked his way.

He was a man of imposing stature, with eyes that seemed to hold stars, long hair that danced like a demon, and an expressionless face. He exuded an air of authority without anger, coldly meeting Ye Lin's gaze without the slightest fear. Instead, he seemed to be looking down on the newcomer with a sense of superiority.

"The Lord of the End..." Ye Lin looked at the other party. Without a doubt, the only one who dared to block his way now was the one with the title of Creator.

The one before her was probably not the original body. It was impossible for it to have switched places right under Celia's nose. It was probably a wisp of will, or a reflection born through the Ninth Path.

"The ninth path is in my hands. Without it, you will never be perfect and can only pass the eighth tribulation," the Lord of the End said.

Ye Lin remained silent, staring at him without showing any fear.

Since the other party has taken the initiative to show up and the topic is directly related to the ninth path, it means that the other party has a strong purpose and wants to use this path as a bargaining chip to do something.

At the level of creation, it wouldn't be so great as to specially create a separate entity to mock itself for not being able to achieve perfection.

A ball of light appeared in the hand of the Lord of the End. It was so dazzling and intense that even Ye Lin's pupil technique could not observe it and could not see through its true appearance. Within it, the laws of the Creation Realm bloomed and spread out, giving birth to many wonders, as if it were about to recreate a world.

Without a doubt, Ye Lin was convinced that it was the real Ninth Path, and that the Mirror Mountain, which the gods were fighting over, was just a replica.

"Let's make a trade. I'll exchange the Ninth Path for your Chaotic Authority. Previously, the third light of Mirror Mountain was likely caused by you, wasn't it? Although Mirror Mountain is a divine artifact, its compatibility check is genuine." The Lord of the End looked at Ye Lin and said calmly.
"In this way, you can directly complete the Nine Tribulations, advance to the Creator Rank, and become the first person of miracles in history."

"I can promise that I will not intervene when you undergo your ninth tribulation; you can face it on your own." The path to the Creator Realm has its own tribulation. Ye Lin previously transformed into primordial chaos and was reborn from the cocoon, which was a tribulation belonging to the power of chaos.

In this respect, the Lord of the End is right. If they were to make an exchange, he could go directly to undergo the Ninth Tribulation and complete the final step of his advancement.

He was thus elevated to the status of creator, immortal and indestructible, looking down upon the past, present, and future. No matter how terrible the disaster that befalls him in the future, he will be able to protect those he wishes to protect from harm.

This is a very tempting and irresistible temptation.

The Ninth Path is different from the absolute order grasped by blind folly. The latter has always hung in the void outside the Chaos Royal Court, only slightly hidden, and does not care if it is touched by those with the right destiny.

Of course, it was impossible to take it away in front of Azathoth.

The Ninth Path has always been firmly in the hands of the Lord of the End, demonstrating a certain ability and replicating a portion of his power, but it is not enough to meet his advancement needs; the other party has kept the scale just right.

Theoretically speaking, without initiating a colossal battle of creation, it is indeed difficult to obtain the corresponding power from Him, which is tantamount to cutting off the path.

Ye Lin smiled and gently shook his head, his meaning clear: he refused.

The Chaos Power holds a great secret, and it is the power he is most familiar with; it is impossible for him to exchange it.

If he had any choice, he might have chosen the path of the three fundamental powers, or the path of life, death, and wisdom.

The Lord of the End before us is merely an avatar, so there's no need to get worked up about it; a calm rejection is all that's needed.

At the same time, Ye Lin had no intention of seizing the Ninth Path, even though it seemed so close... Since the Lord of the End was so open about using it as a bargaining chip, he must have considered this possibility and had countermeasures.

He wouldn't use the ninth way to play any thrilling games.

The Lord of the End clenched his fist, withdrew the ball of light that had spread with the laws of creation, and didn't continue trying to entangle with Ye Lin—that wasn't his style. He turned and left, leaving only an echo, saying:

"Then you will never achieve a perfect advancement and will be forever stuck in the eighth tribulation state."

“Carloso, Azathoth, they will not allow you to achieve a perfect advancement. You may seem to be able to fight us, but you are always just one step away. You will eventually die and your blood will spill across the world.”

The avatar of the Lord of the End vanished without a trace, taking the Ninth Path with him.

Ye Lin was not affected by the words of the Lord of the End. He focused his mind and calmed himself, not letting external things disturb him, as he carefully deduced one of his guesses.

When he was undergoing his tribulation not long ago, the three heavens descended to suppress him, with the primordial universe being the most ruthless, manifesting the laws of two paths to rank, trying to crush him to death.

It was indeed extremely dangerous at the time. Even someone as powerful as him was bleeding, and his divine body nearly exploded several times, leaving a bloody mess.

Ye Lin himself possessed elemental power, eternal power, and spatial power; all three powers were in his hands at a certain time.

However, this was not a calamity. The original universe still projected the corresponding light of its own dimension, manifesting the power of creation to blast him away.

At that time, the three fundamental powers were all in the hands of the elemental goddess Pushia.

Similarly, life, death, and wisdom are all in the hands of the squinty-eyed man, who has never taken the initiative to strike him.

Therefore, Ye Lin believes that as long as the power of the Ninth Path has been truly used in the final spacetime and left traces, and is of a level sufficient for the Creator rank, then he can try to transcend the tribulation again and allow the power of the Ninth Path to manifest in the final spacetime.

The last time the sky was torn apart, it was to overcome the tribulation of the very concept of the end.

In the final test, he faced "himself" many times, starting as a professional but only reaching the divine realm, lacking the status of a creator.

Ye Lin concentrated his energy and spirit, his blood and qi blazing like the sun, yet his mind became increasingly calm, and he could no longer even hear the sounds of the gods fighting for the ninth path.

Normally, he only needs to accept one blow from the Ninth Path to pass the Nine Tribulations, undergo a transformation, and advance to the Creator Rank.

However, the Ninth Path is firmly held by the Lord of the End and will not be let go. Now he can only try to return to the state he was in when he broke through the realm, and he has to be even more intense than last time.

This process is destined to be extremely difficult. He is already at the level of the eighth tribulation. If he were to break through, he could only reach the ninth tribulation. The ninth tribulation is controlled by the Lord of the End, which seems to have become a vicious cycle.

"No, I can't get a breakthrough if I continue. I've definitely reached my limit." Ye Lin opened his eyes, his mind as calm as a lake, the water still heavy with the wind, yet the wind could stir up ripples, even huge waves.

At this moment, a hint of impatience inevitably arose, but it was forcibly suppressed.

The battle for the ninth path has reached a fever pitch; gods have fallen, erasing all traces of them, making them impossible to revive.

With a deafening roar, Mirror Mountain exploded, its burning fragments streaking across the sky like a meteor shower, flying off to different destinations.

Darkness and nameless fog ultimately failed to take away this path.

The gods all rushed to snatch it, their eyes bloodshot, practically going mad. But then they suddenly realized something was wrong: could something of primordial power really be blown apart?

"The laws of creation contained within it are true; Mirror Mountain is at least no less than a creation artifact."

"It's a high-quality replica of the original!"

The gods saw through the truth: the Ninth Path they were fighting over was a replica, possessing the quality of a creation artifact, and was a creation artifact belonging to the Ninth Path.

"So that's how it is..."

"Do the other eight paths also possess their own unique creation artifacts?"

The gods were disappointed, but they continued to grit their teeth and fight. They had come this far, and they had to gain something, especially since the fragments of the creation artifact were also valuable.

On the other hand, Ye Lin made a very bold, even crazy, decision.

He conjured the Primordial Sword, presenting it as an illusion, and then slashed at himself, piercing his divine body and soul, tearing away a layer of the foundation forged by the calamity of creation—the final calamity.

Ye Lin's mouth was bleeding, indicating severe damage to his blood and energy, as well as mental distress. His condition was extremely serious.

He is currently in the seventh tribulation state.

The erosion from the end-times spacetime was significantly more intense, several times more so.

Afterwards, Ye Lin wiped away the blood and quickly repaired his wounds.

Finally, when he fully recovered, he once again drew out the final catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)