Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 482 Judges and Guests
Klein—

No, He who should now be called the Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity slowly opened His eyes.

The auspicious and virtuous patterns on his imperial robe lit up one after another, as if reflecting the rise and fall of all things in the universe, the endless joys and sorrows, and the fortunes and misfortunes of the human heart.

The twelve-tasseled crown cascaded down in countless strands, the pearls colliding and emitting the profound sounds of the Great Dao. In his eyes, one could almost see the birth, aging, sickness, and death of countless living beings, and the rise and fall of civilizations.

"Is this the world through the eyes of the big boss? Is this the power that came from the big boss bestowing upon me the title of 'Boundless Blessing Heavenly Venerable'?" At this moment, Klein truly felt that he was terrifyingly powerful!
Time lost its meaning at this moment, and space ceased to extend.

With the blessing of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Realms, Klein felt a mysterious connection between himself and the workings of the entire universe.

The trajectory of celestial bodies, the cycle of life and spirituality, and the birth and death of rules and concepts are all within his control.

It's as if they can reshape the laws of heaven and earth with a mere gesture, and determine the survival of civilization with a snap of their fingers.

Meanwhile, the original creator was bound by layers of chains of the Great Dao from the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Great Thousand Heavens, his chaotic and indescribable body struggling violently within the net of laws.

The chains were engraved with restrictive runes from the Thirty-Three Heavens, each rune containing power beyond the comprehension of this world.

He looked up at Klein, the newly appointed Celestial, his eyes filled with resentment and indignation.

As the creator god, He never imagined that He would be suppressed by an external force, let alone that this fool, whom He once regarded as a pawn, would be able to obtain such great power!

He let out a silent roar, and the entire space-time began to collapse.

From his body emerged countless bizarre and twisted concepts, which, like venomous snakes, devoured Klein, attempting to drag him into an eternal labyrinth.

Countless pupils reflected images of Klein's past, creating paradoxes in his history.

Klein's spiritual threads trembled violently, and all the controlled gods simultaneously let out painful cries.

God, the Celestial Venerable, the Fallen Mother Goddess—these once supreme beings, now have their power forcibly extracted by the threads, coalescing into a collapsing singularity before Klein.

This is the essence of the power of the entire universe's mysticism, a primordial fire powerful enough to reshape the rules of creation!

"To fool."

The Celestial Venerable remained silent, only extending his hand in a gesture of pressing down.

Having received the blessing of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Klein's spiritual threads at his fingertips had now evolved into a dazzling gold.

This simple action triggered the operation of the Great Dao of the entire Celestial Realm, with countless chains of laws moving like dragons and snakes, emitting a deafening roar.

They are no longer merely threads of fate, but have become bridges connecting all the heavens and the myriad worlds.

Each thread pierces through countless dimensions, bringing together the power of different world lines.

When his figure shone brightly.

The illusory images of the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Great Thousand Heavens appeared simultaneously. From the lowest level, the Taihuang Huangzeng Heaven, to the highest level, the Taiqing Realm, the Great Crimson Heaven, a vast chanting of scriptures resounded from each level, all praising the newly born "Boundless Heavenly Venerable of Blessed Fortune and Profound Yellow"!
These chanting sounds transformed into tangible musical notes, protecting him like an impregnable fortress, and like an anchor wedged into the depths of the universe, firmly fixing him in this moment, impervious to all laws and indestructible by countless eons.

In an instant, Klein gently pushed the singularity toward the original creator.

At the moment of contact, the singularity did not explode, but instead unfolded into a self-pointing Möbius strip.

All the rules and concepts that the original creator had distorted were now knotted up, and the original creator's own attacks had trapped Himself.

This is a perfect paradox, a self-denying cycle.

The battle between the two transcended conventional dimensions, even surpassing the scales of time and space.

They sometimes appear at the singularity of the Big Bang, witnessing the birth of spacetime; at other times they leap to the end of heat death, witnessing the end of all things. Each clash leads to the birth and annihilation of the universe at the juncture of old and new eras.

The stars flickered like breathing, and the dimensions opened and closed like flower petals; the entire universe seemed to have become a chessboard for their battle.

"To fool."

Klein spoke again, his voice resounding from all dimensions simultaneously, echoing his words at every point in time—past, present, and future.

Two simple words, and the Creator suddenly froze them in time.

With a slight sigh, Klein flicked his wrist, slipping a card between his fingers.

The Fool card is what forms the foundation of Klein's entire being and is the basis of all his extraordinary achievements!

The Fool card is tossed high into the air and spun before the pupils of the original Creator.

The cards suddenly became blank. On one side, the image of the original creator appeared, and on the other side, Klein himself appeared. This cycle repeated endlessly, forming a bizarre loop of infinite self-reference.

This simple action contains the most profound philosophy—the unity of existence and non-existence, the interweaving of reality and illusion.

The core of the original Creator was completely overloaded.

Klein seized the opportunity to pierce all the spiritual threads into those cracks, each thread carrying a carefully designed logic, infusing the "Fool's" spirituality.

Finally, in a burst of intense light that illuminated the entire universe, the original creator transformed into a giant egg of chaotic color and was completely sealed within the "Fool" card!
Gently holding the "Fool" card, the Celestial Venerable turned to look at the other gods.

The old pillars, such as God, the Heavenly Venerable, and the Fallen Mother Goddess, all bowed their heads and stood respectfully, no longer displaying their former arrogance.

They witnessed this battle, knew the power of this newly ascended Celestial Venerable, and understood even more the horror of the other world behind Him.

"That's enough, everyone can go home."

Although the Celestial Venerable's voice was calm, it carried an irresistible majesty, echoing through the starry sky and announcing the arrival of a new era.

With a slight wave of his hand, he dismissed all the mysterious gods.

The next moment, he slowly reached out and gently cradled the Earth in his palm.

This action is as gentle as cherishing a precious treasure, yet it contains the power to change the world.

With one step, Klein transcended the absolute timeline between the old and new eras, broke free from the constraints of causality, and overcame the limitations of dimensions.

Solar System, September 16, 2019.

At this moment, countless people on Earth were astonished to discover that, on the same orbit, another completely different Earth had appeared without them even realizing it!

The two Earths, like twin stars, orbit each other in the solar system. One is shrouded in a perpetual gray fog, mysterious and eerie, with steampunk architecture appearing and disappearing in the distance.
The other is bathed in the glow of modernity, with the city lights shining brightly.

Klein stood between two Earths, his imperial robes fluttering in the starry sky, his gaze traversing endless time and space, landing on Wang Li.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty. If you need any assistance, please feel free to ask." Klein loudly flattered the powerful figure who had made everything he was now.

Anyway, Hagiuk didn't think that this Saint Seiya, who possessed such terrifying power and held the title of the Great Emperor of Ziwei, really needed his help. Wouldn't it be more of a favor than a valuable one if he said so?
"Hmm, thinking about it, I do have something I need from you." Unexpectedly, Wang thought for a moment, then stroked his chin and suddenly said with interest, "I wonder if you, 'Mr. Fool,' the newly promoted 'Boundless Blessing Heavenly Venerable,' would be interested in being a guest referee for a martial arts tournament in my world?"

Klein: "Huh???"

(End of this chapter)