Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

This caused Ying Zheng to inwardly groan, feeling as if he had encountered a sweet burden. Being favored by two beings of great divine power was an immense opportunity, but now it had become a life-or-death decision.

He knew perfectly well that choosing either side would inevitably offend another supreme being. This was practically pushing him to the brink of despair!
Ying Zheng immediately knelt on the ground, abandoning his dignity as he was about to become a god, and pleaded in a mournful voice: "Why do you two lords make things difficult for me? Your divine radiance is as vast as the starry sea, and it would be a great honor for me to serve either of you!"

Seeing his reaction, Ying Zheng chuckled and shook his head: "You do know how to assess the situation. In that case, I'll accept this man. What does Lord Nicarlos think?"

Upon hearing the name, the lich trembled slightly, disbelief flashing in his eyes. He suppressed the urge to look up and confirm, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

Now that Ying Zheng had made his stance clear, Nicarlos knew there was no turning back. She sighed helplessly, "Since you spoke first, how could I possibly steal someone else's love? I am not yet at my peak, and I am no match for you." Before she finished speaking, her figure gradually faded away, giving Ying Zheng a meaningful glance before disappearing.

That gaze seemed to pierce through the river of time, dissecting Ying Zheng from soul to body with crystal clarity. He suppressed his heart palpitations and stood respectfully before Ying Zheng, head bowed.

Meanwhile, ripples of time flowed in Ying Zheng's eyes, taking in the entirety of the lich's life from its birth to the present. When he saw the ancient scroll bearing the name of Nicarlos, he seemed to understand—that artifact, imbued with the power of prayer, must have been left behind by a goddess of moderate divine power. This offspring born from the divinity of the goddess of fate had long since perished in the ancient wars of the gods. Now, Nicarlos's hasty departure was likely to search for that lost scroll.

Under Ying Zheng's watchful gaze, the lich trembled as it awaited its fate.

"You are too weak now, so let's make you a god immediately," Ying Zheng said calmly.

In an instant, spiritual light surged forth, and countless rules of white bones poured into Ying Zheng's body. The white bone divine authority, which originally required ten thousand years to hone, rapidly reached perfection under the nourishment of the rules, and divine fire and divine authority merged to form a dazzling divine spark. Beneath the ocean of source power on the abyss side deep within the origin of the world, a king of source power of white bone rules quietly took shape.

This commotion drew the attention of many abyssal demons, and even the gods of the Order faction cast disgusted glances: "It's the Bone God of the Chaos faction again."

"Since you don't like it, why not nip it in the bud?"

"With the divine war about to begin, it's better to avoid trouble."

Within the Kingdom of Light, Del gazed upon the main world through the eyes of a believer, his expression grave: "Such a swift process of ascension to godhood is beyond the capabilities of ordinary liches. Which great being intervened? That power is unlike any known deity."

Recalling the humiliation of having his avatar scattered, hatred flashed in the God of Light's eyes. Meanwhile, at the outermost layer of the abyss, a vast, bone-strewn abyss stretching for millions of miles was forming. Although still small in area, this realm would inevitably expand continuously as the newly ascended demon god conquered all directions.

Inside the Pantheon, a throne of white bones materialized in a corner. Under the covert protection of Ying Zheng, the soul of the lich sat atop it. Ying Zheng's will swept through the hall through the throne, sensing the oppressive aura emanating from this near-Great Luo level artifact. His gaze finally settled on the three thrones at the highest point—the central, shattered throne entwined with threads of fate, was none other than Nicarlos's former throne.

The other two thrones symbolize the primordial creator god at the beginning of the world's creation, and the primordial evil that symbolizes the end of all things.

Ying Zheng's gaze swept down to the next level, where thrones representing great divine power were displayed. Only nineteen of these thrones remained, with ten belonging to the Order faction and nine to the Chaos faction. These beings, revered as chief gods and demon lords, all possessed the power to rule over a pantheon.

Lower on the tier were thrones of thousands of powerful deities, but less than a hundred remained intact. Just then, a force of light began to coalesce, transforming into a projection of the will of the God of Light, Del.

At this moment, the God of Light, Del, was staring intently at Ying Zheng, the newly enshrined Bone Demon God. This newborn demon god was conversing with other demon gods of weak divine thrones, some showing goodwill and others probing his true strength.

The instant Ying Zheng's gaze met Del's, the God of Light once again felt that overwhelming pressure, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. He was like a flying insect sealed in amber, unable to even tremble his fingertips. Del glanced out of the corner of his eye at the throne of the Lord of Billions of Radiant Light above, but found no response. A storm raged within him:
"How is this possible! To be able to unleash such power within the Pantheon? This is far beyond the capabilities of ordinary gods and demon lords!" He pondered to himself, "Could it be that the Primordial God has awakened? But neither the Primordial God of Creation nor the Primordial Evil seem like beings who would interfere in this matter. Could it be that the long-fallen Goddess of Fate has been revived?"

"Come here." Ying Zheng spoke leisurely before quickly withdrawing his will. He did not wish to disturb the primordial consciousness of the Pantheon, for awakening the slumbering Creator God Taino would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. As he departed, the Bone Demon God also vanished, leaving behind a scene of bewildered demons.

The God of Light, now free, paced anxiously within his divine realm, his former majesty long gone. He weighed his options repeatedly: "If I disobey the call, even the divine realm may be in danger. But if I go, I fear I will encounter unforeseen danger." Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I must prepare for both!"

Having made up his mind, the God of Light created a rare divine avatar and silently descended upon the continent of Tanars. Under the cover of the laws of light, even the countless lords of light remained unaware of this operation.

Standing before the mysterious manor, Del hesitated, when the gates suddenly opened. The Bone Demon God, Ying Zheng, appeared with a cold expression: "Your Majesty summons me." Naturally, the newly ascended demon god had no goodwill towards this God of Light who had once obstructed his ascension to godhood.

As he crossed the courtyard, Del silently observed his surroundings. The moment he saw Ying Zheng, he felt as if he had glimpsed the supreme being who ruled the world, whose power far surpassed the primordial god of creation he had only glimpsed in the past. What terrified him even more was that this power seemed capable of annihilating his true form directly through his avatar!

"boom!"

Recalling his previous offense, the God of Light suddenly knelt down: "Greetings, Your Majesty! Delt has come to plead guilty and beg for forgiveness!"

The white bone demon standing behind Ying Zheng sneered inwardly: "How arrogant he was in the past, but now he looks like a stray dog." Time passed in silence, and every second made Del feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Get up," Ying Zheng said with a half-smile. "We will forgive and forget, but the price will be paid."

Del felt as if he had been granted a pardon: "I am willing to serve Your Majesty like a dog or a horse!"

Assessing the power of the God of Light, Ying Zheng sighed softly, "In the end, he is still lacking in refinement." At this moment, Del was filled with shame. Although he held the power of the sun, he was always trapped in the appearance of light and day.

Ying Zheng's fingertips danced with spiritual light, infusing the true essence of the Sun's rules into Del's sea of ​​consciousness. A vast enlightenment surged forth like a tide, and Del was shocked to discover that he had never been able to touch the Sun's origin—that power capable of creating new rules!
"So this is the true essence of the sun!" Del's eyes shone brightly. "From this day forward, I shall be the sun god and redefine the laws of the sun's heat in the heavens and earth!"

In an instant, the vast and boundless laws of the sun filled the entire Taino world, omnipresent.

The divine nature of the God of Light, Del, began to transform. At the same time, in the deepest part of the world, the ocean of light that symbolized him was also quietly changing in nature and severing all ties with the Lords of Radiance.

An incomparably magnificent, intense, and supreme aura emanated from the God of Light, Del. In a fleeting moment, his aura even broke through the limits of powerful divine power, briefly touching the level of great divine power.

"sun!"

As the God of Light, Del, resounded throughout the universe with his cry, his original divine office of light was suddenly sublimated at this moment, completely transformed into the divine office of the sun, and thus entered the hall of great divine power.

At the same time, the Lord of Billions of Radiance clearly felt that his eternal throne was trembling violently.

As the source of all concepts of light, he sensed that the favor bestowed upon him by the world's forces was being divided, as if some being had usurped his authority. How could such a situation not enrage him? A thunderous roar echoed throughout his divine realm: "Who is it! Whoever you are, daring to covet my authority, I will utterly annihilate you!"

As the vast words fell, endless radiance began to surge and churn, its power even faintly overshadowing the power of the newly born sun.

The Lord of Billions of Radiance, Shunatals, felt the transformation of the sun. The sun had now been elevated, rising in the east and setting in the west, constantly showering its radiance upon countless worlds and planes.

The sun became the sole supreme being, and its immense power instilled fear in all those who sought to investigate it.

At the same time, Shunathal felt his power draining away, and he roared madly, "This aura... it's the God of Light, Del! How dare you betray me and steal my glory!"

In response, the sun, which shines upon all worlds, now condenses its incomparably blazing and glorious divine essence.

Within the Pantheon, seats that originally belonged to the level of powerful gods were suddenly elevated to the level of great gods.

The blazing sunlight shone down, causing divine consciousness and will to begin to gather on the countless divine thrones standing within the hall.

The gods gazed at the seat bathed in the sun's radiance, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

Before the true form of the sun god Del, other divine offices related to the sun began to emerge.

Since the sun brings daylight, he naturally possessed the divine authority of daylight.

Because the sun emits scorching heat, he acquired the fiery divine office.

He intended to sublimate the heat into flames, but the sun god Del knew this was impossible.

Among the ancient elemental gods, there was a fire god who controlled the source of all fire in the world, and whose rank was among the top of the great divine powers. Del did not want to provoke this powerful enemy after already offending the Lord of Billions of Radiance.

With the successful formation of the Burning Godhood and the birth of more than a dozen other subordinate divine offices, the position of the Sun God Del was completely secured.

Looking at the divine radiance centered on the sun god's authority, all the gods present couldn't help but feel envious.

Whether it is daylight or scorching heat, either one alone is enough to create a god, especially the divine office of daylight, whose potential is even enough to support the birth of a great god.

At this moment, the Lady of the Night, who remained neutral and belonged to the Order camp, gazed intently at the Sun God Del with a profound look in her eyes.

She could sense that day and night were naturally opposed, and that this newly established divine authority of day carried a primal hostility towards her.

It seemed as if the other party intended to control all of time, which made the Lady of the Night wary and hostile towards the sun god Del.

Meanwhile, the Lady of the Night also turned her gaze to her Silver Moon Goddess. If illusory light can be sublimated into a real sun, is it also possible for the Silver Moon, as a symbol of night, to undergo such a sublimation?

Not only did the Lady of the Night have this idea, but the Goddess of the Silver Moon also had the same thought in her mind. However, under the watchful eyes of many gods, she did not reveal it at all.

Although the Goddess of the Silver Moon possesses great divine power, there are many gods in the world who can suppress her.

Moreover, there is the Lady of the Night above her, and this ruler would never sit idly by and watch her ascend to the status of a great god.

At this moment, the figure of Shunatars, the Lord of Boundless Radiance, appeared in the void, intending to find the location of the divine kingdom of the sun god Del.

The deity's true form usually resides in its own divine kingdom, which is a crucial foundation for the deity. Once the divine kingdom is destroyed, it will be a fatal blow to the deity.

However, when he arrived at the coordinates where the Sun God Del's kingdom was originally located, all he saw was emptiness.

Seeing this, the Lord of Billions of Radiance, Shunatals, roared furiously: "No matter where you hide, I will reclaim my glory! The power of radiance is not something you can touch!"

After uttering those harsh words, Shunathal had no choice but to leave. Without coordinates, locating the divine realm of a great god in the endless void was extremely difficult.

At this moment, Del, the sun god who had already secured his position, looked meaningfully at the throne of Shunathal, the lord of countless radiances.

His eyes flashed with an unfathomable light and a stormy intensity: "Do you still think I'm the God of Light of yesteryear? The day of reckoning will surely come!"

Although the sun god Del has solidified his position at the level of great divine power, the gap between him and ancient beings like the Lord of Billions of Radiance remains vast.

The accumulation of divine power alone is far from enough, not to mention the depth of mastery of the rules of the divine office.

Moreover, the sun god Del had a premonition that if he could absorb the unique divine authority of light held by the Lord of Radiance, he might be able to glimpse the supreme realm of the primordial gods.

Therefore, whether for their own future or to settle their feud, a battle between them is inevitable.

At this moment, in the courtyard where Ying Zheng was, the true form of the sun god Del was present. Although he was now a great and powerful god, he dared not show the slightest disrespect to Ying Zheng.

He could still feel that immense, abyss-like pressure, as if Ying Zheng could decide his life or death with just a glance.

The sun god Del wondered to himself, which primordial god this person was incarnation of?
His actions were unlike those of a primordial creator god, nor like primordial evil. Could he be a long-vanished goddess of fate? But that one was a goddess, while this one before him was clearly a god. (End of Chapter)