this infinite world

"...It seems like something strange has happened."

Just as the Arctic team finished their crosstalk performance and seamlessly transitioned to the skit about rescuing Zhang Heng, Yang Yun, who had just shattered the Golden Body of Jieyin with a single punch and incidentally killed a novice saint, breathed a sigh of relief and shut down the "Saint Armament" PLUS version that he had activated under the Haotian Mirror.

Overall, this "experience card" was pretty good. After all, it allowed Yang Yun to unleash overwhelming power against a high-level saint without revealing too much information, so he couldn't ask for more. After all, when you're out in the world, you need to have a few trump cards up your sleeve, and for someone like Yang Yun from another multiverse, you can never have too many...

Click.

With the battle over, the barrier constructed by Ilúvatar and maintained by Yang Yun and the Guide in perfect harmony was no longer necessary. With a cracking sound, the barrier separating the mortal world shattered, and Ilúvatar's figure, her face filled with complex emotions, appeared before Yang Yun.

"Who...you are..."

The creator god of the Lord of the Rings world looked at Yang Yun with a mixture of reverence and awe, even the primordial light surrounding him dimming slightly. As the sole witness to the earth-shattering battle between Yang Yun and Jieyin, Ilúvatar, who was only half a step away from becoming a Primordial Saint, naturally knew the true extent of Yang Yun's power... In other words, if Yang Yun could so easily kill Jieyin with a single punch, then defeating her would likely only require a few more punches.

However, Yang Yun's displayed strength was actually the least of the problems. After all, in the current multiverse theory, might makes right, and no one is stronger than His Majesty the Human Emperor. The truth revealed by Jieyin's earlier roar was the real key that unsettled Ilúvatar.

As an ancient being who existed before the initial war of the human cities, Ilúvatar's knowledge of the primordial secrets might even surpass that of the current ruling primordial celestial court. This is why she understands all too well what the title "Nine-Headed Human Emperor" means—it is the Nine-Headed Human Emperor! A powerful figure who should have mysteriously vanished from history, unknown to all, has reappeared in this way!

What terrified her even more was that this person chose to return at this time and happened to appear next to "Hao"... Need I say more about what he wanted?

Ilúvatar grew increasingly fearful, a fear that only intensified with each passing thought. But unlike the previous guides, she couldn't easily withdraw, nor could she sever her own ego... So, Ilúvatar could only bow deeply, whispering in an almost humble manner, "Greetings... Your Excellency."

Before Yang Yun could respond, Ilúvatar, as if not satisfied, suddenly raised her hand in a grasping motion. In an instant, the entire Middle-earth changed color, and an unpredictable wind originating from the very source of the world swept across the heavens and earth. When this mysterious wind subsided, two objects appeared in her palm... one was a huge, crystal-clear white gemstone that seemed to possess a thousand facets; the other was a ring made of gold.

The legendary Arkenstone, the "Heart of the Mountain" that haunted Thorin's dreams until his death. This crystal, painstakingly crafted by dwarven artisans, now appears as ordinary as a stone, yet one can still glimpse the majestic, solitary mountain sealed within, as if the entire grandeur of Eredar is condensed into this small space.

The One Ring, the most precious thing besides the Silmarillion, which even the gods coveted, and which stirred up countless bloody storms throughout history, was involved in the fate of the world. Now, the dark runes on the golden ring were all silent, like a lurking serpent sheathing its fangs. Only the faint flame patterns on the inner side of the ring still testified to its terrifying power to distort reality.

At this moment, these two extremely precious treasures seemed to have shed all their power, lying quietly in Ilúvatar's palm, and were respectfully presented to Yang Yun.

"The two things that the members of the Reincarnation Squad need are here."

"As for their final task, killing the dragon Smaug, it cannot be entrusted to anyone else, because that would defeat the purpose of the trial, and the supreme god would not approve..."

What do you mean by this? Are you trying to bribe me?
Yang Yun's gaze shifted slightly as he silently observed Ilúvatar's actions. In his view, Ilúvatar had clearly long harbored doubts about his identity... After all, what normal messenger of the Human Emperor would do something as unwise as flipping the table? Let alone subsequently engaging in a direct fight with Jieyin. On the other hand, Jieyin had both given him ample face and offered substantial incentives, making Ilúvatar's initial choice truly understandable.

Although Yang Yun, at his current level, would no longer stoop to mundane matters of "settling scores later," he was still slightly surprised by Ilúvatar's unexpected compliance. The two treasures lying quietly in his palm seemed both a sincere apology and a silent pledge of allegiance… Seeing Yang Yun remain silent for a long time, Ilúvatar suddenly trembled, as if remembering something, and quickly placed the relic she had previously obtained from Jieyin—the essence of Melkor's holy path—in her own palm, and offered it to Yang Yun…

"...Let's skip this one."

Seeing that Ilúvatar had even offered up this precious treasure that was related to his path of cultivation, Yang Yun, who felt like he was bullying a man and a woman, quickly waved his hand and refused the other party's "kindness"... After all, the other party had already taken the initiative to be friendly, and if he really took the relic, which was not of much use to him, then he would really go too far.

As he spoke, Yang Yun waved his hand, and the Heart of the Mountain and the Supreme Ring flew into his grasp. Unsurprisingly, he did not hear the Supreme God's notification in his ears.

"Hmm, as expected, the main god's reward wasn't triggered... Is it because this mission was actually assigned to the Arctic Team and the Celestial Team, and I'm just an 'interloper'?"

Looking at the two plot items in his palm that could end the main god's mission early and allow all teams to return to the main god's space, Yang Yun seemed to be deep in thought. After a few seconds, he nodded to Ilúvatar, who looked uneasy, and said, "Well, let's leave it at that for today. We'll meet again another day."

As he spoke, Yang Yun ignored Ilúvatar, who was finally relieved, and tossed the Heart of the Mountain downwards. The gem landed squarely on Zhang Heng's head, instantly knocking the young man, who was clutching his own throat, unconscious. The next moment, a pillar of guiding light, belonging to the Supreme God, descended from the heavens…

"Then I shall go."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yun transformed into a streak of emerald light, following the causal trail of the divine wristwatch on his wrist. Ilúvatar, quite cooperatively, released the Great Symphony of Creation, clearing a path for him. Just as Yang Yun left the plane of the Ring, he suddenly sensed something and looked up into the depths of the multiverse—

That is cause and effect.

Endless causes and effects.

Countless threads of cause and effect, weathered by time and belonging to the "Nine-Headed Clan," seemed to have finally found their target, pursuing Yang Yun from behind. Facing this torrent of cause and effect, seemingly traversing the river of time and emerging from history, Yang Yun not only showed no fear, but instead laughed heartily and accepted it all!
Bodhisattvas fear the cause, and ordinary people fear the effect. So what?
I am a visitor from the multiverse. No matter how numerous and complex the causes and effects of this multiverse are, how can they compare to the cross-dimensional causes and effects I bear?

"Perfect timing...!"

Yang Yun stood proudly in the void, azure light swirling around him like flames, his robes fluttering in the wind like a battle flag waving in a torrent of cause and effect. The moment he absorbed all the cause and effect of the "Nine-Headed Clan," he immediately felt the gazes of various dimensions from across the multiverse. There was surprise, horror, bewilderment, and disbelief… but the strongest gaze held both a profound familiarity and a hint of strangeness!
"Ah, the Human Emperor Fuxi..."

Sensing the familiar gaze that had once "crushed" him to death with the Heavenly Cauldron, even though he knew that this "him" was not that "him," and that the two were not the same being, Yang Yun still raised a defiant smile. Under the watchful eyes of all the powerful beings in the heavens, he raised his right hand without hesitation and gave that person the middle finger!
Upon seeing this, dozens of gasps of astonishment echoed through the multiverse, turning all previously focused gazes into expressions of shock. Just then, the phantom of the towering Jianmu tree suddenly appeared, its verdant branches spreading out like a canopy, blocking all prying eyes. When the phantom of the Jianmu tree dissipated, the place was already deserted…

...Only a wisp of green light remained, flashing and disappearing in the void. (End of Chapter)