He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

A colossal giant emerged from a small world.

The Heavenly Scale Armor detached from Jiang Lin's body and hung on him.

Then, the Dragon Sword, the Anvil, the Fire Tongs, and other spiritual entities also emerged.

The simultaneous appearance of three thousand and one giant divine bodies shocked even the divine dynasty.

They recognized these giants as their compatriots who had disappeared from history.

I never expected them to appear here, and that they would even conspire with the beings of the lower realm.

But the divine being was not afraid; instead, he uttered a disdainful voice: "Is this all the power you have?"

At that moment, a sound came from the world above the pit.

"My Fengyue Dynasty also wants to join in the fun."

"And our Great Hong Dynasty!"

"The Qingyue Dynasty!"

One after another, giant divine bodies gathered around the pit world.

These giant divine bodies, which have been fighting each other since ancient times, represent the creatures of various pit-filled worlds.

Their sole purpose is to rebel against the gods and humans above the heavens and become truly free beings.

Instead of being trapped here, living in constant fear and anxiety.

There are more than a thousand such giant divine bodies.

In addition to the beings conquered from various smaller worlds, their combined strength was almost enough to rival the divine dynasty.

The two sides exchanged almost no unnecessary words and immediately engaged in battle.

A battle between giants, this kind of fight is even more terrifying than the war of the gods of yesteryear.

The barriers between many small worlds were shattered, and the creatures within perished.

The ancient purple-gold wood strives to maintain the stability of the world, while the Hengyu furnace is constantly undergoing repairs.

The dead can be brought back to life.

People who are injured can recover.

Even those who cannot intervene should do their best to help rescue the injured.

Only Jiang Lin looked up at the ancient will that remained motionless.

Although the will does not have eyes, the feeling of being observed becomes increasingly clear.

"You have left a contingency plan in history, and you are all doomed to defeat me with these traitors," the ancient will declared.

Jiang Lin smiled faintly. If he were to fight alone, he would certainly lose with his current strength.

"But... how do you know that this is the only contingency plan I've left in history?"

With another roar, two figures separated from the giant's divine body.

One is the leader of the Void Observation Dao, and the other is Li Qingluan.

They have fought for hundreds of thousands of years, merging with the bodies of giants, and have finally returned.

The two looked at Jiang Lin together: "It's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Jiang Lin nodded: "I will."

He released the Star-Destroying Hammer and the Sky-Shattering Blade from his hands and clasped them together.

There was a faint light in his palm, and as Jiang Lin's palm parted, the light became more and more dazzling.

Gradually, the light enveloped the entire holy land and then spread throughout the world.

Its size is comparable to that of a giant god.

Only those who stand on a different level can see things clearly.

That wasn't light, but a painting.

No, it should be said that it is many paintings superimposed together, like a book.

Jiang Lin also acquired this book.

He turned to one of the pages: "The annals of time, two bodies born together. I have found suitable bodies for you, go forth."

A giant woman emerged from the enormous scroll.

Li Qingluan nodded slightly to Jiang Lin, then slipped into the giantess's forehead.

When the female giant opened her eyes, she was briefly confused.

A moment later, she regained consciousness.

Meanwhile, in the forest to the northwest, a seed rose into the air.

The seed shattered, and a figure stood in mid-air.

Compared to giants, he was small, yet natural.

“This is yours,” Jiang Lin said.

The Dao Master of the Void Observation Dao nodded slightly and merged with the figure.

He opened his eyes, and together with the giantess, looked up at the gods, and then launched an attack.

Gaining freedom does not mean the end.

They were simply settling a problem left over from countless years ago; to gain freedom, one had to destroy the divine dynasty.

Many demonic beasts flew out from the forest.

Each one is of exceptional quality or higher.

At this moment, Jiang Lin turned another page in the book of history.

From within the enormous scroll, countless alien races flew out.

Those were the myriad races he had created in history, extraordinary, boundary-breaking, and all-encompassing.

Different races that should never have appeared in the same history have now met.

Jiang Lin walked through each period of history, leaving his mark on it, thus using himself as a knot to connect these historical periods.

In this way, he can rely on the power of the human world to form a history book of time by connecting these interconnected histories.

When the book is opened, history is revealed to people.

It's both fake and real.

Jiang Lin turned another page, and in the Great Qian Dynasty, someone exclaimed in surprise.

Because those were powerful individuals who ate the Dao Fruit three thousand years ago and died two thousand years ago, numbering in the millions.

Three hundred emperors emerged from the imperial palace of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Among them was the Empress.

Standing at the peak of her life, her gaze was fixed on Jiang Lin, her eyes filled with reverence.

"Ancestor."

Jiang Lin smiled slightly at her: "What you want to do, you can do now."

The Empress should lead troops to conquer like Emperor Taizu.

She didn't have the opportunity before because it was a peaceful and prosperous era.

But now, she has stepped out of the annals of history and can do anything.

Jiang Lin turned to the next page.

It was another million powerful individuals who had consumed Dao Fruits but were already dead.

They come from six thousand years ago.

Then came nine thousand years, twelve thousand years, fifteen thousand years...

Only at this moment did people realize why Jiang Lin made millions of people eat Dao Fruits every three thousand years and then let them die.

Instead of saving the fruits of enlightenment for now to prepare for an enemy.

Even if you consume the Dao Fruit, it won't immediately take you to the peak; it will only help you unleash your potential.

These powerful figures in the annals of history all stood at their peak.

Three million, five million, ten million, fifty million, one hundred million... The number of Dao Fruit experts accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years in the Great Qian Dynasty is unimaginably large.

As these people walked out one by one, the power they exuded was so great that even gods were shocked!

These powerful figures did not ascend to the heavens to confront the enemy.

They crowded around the holy site, densely packed together.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lin with utmost reverence.

When a page was turned, Jiang Lin saw a familiar face.

Emperor Taizu of the Great Qian Dynasty, Ma Ningyan, brought the eighteen generals from that time before him.

"Long time no see." Ma Ningyan's gaze was complicated.

"It's been a long time. You don't blame me for not visiting you back then, do you?" Jiang Lin asked with a smile.

He knew back then that Ma Ningyan was still alive.

If powerful clans could obtain methods to prolong life from Western barbarian clans, how could Emperor Taizu Ma Ningyan not have obtained them?

But Jiang Lin couldn't go see him then; if he did, it would be like branding that moment with his own blood.

So what emerges now is not Ma Ningyan at her peak, but her in her old age and declining health.

“It was strange before, but it’s not strange anymore,” Ma Ningyan said.

Jiang Lin didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile, "Do you know what to do?"

"know."

The history book of time was created by Jiang Lin, and those who emerge from it naturally understand his intentions.

All races charged toward the last eight unconquered worlds, along with the remaining forces of the smaller worlds, and launched a final assault.

Meanwhile, historical figures like Ma Ningyan surrounded Jiang Lin.

They sat down, their bodies transforming into incredibly powerful wills that entered Jiang Lin's body.

The giant's divine body was controlled by the fusion of the border army's will, and Jiang Lin is doing the same thing now.

However, he doesn't need to merge with them; instead, he needs to carry the will of these powerful beings from countless millennia ago and contend with the ancient will that has existed for countless millennia!
Whoever has the stronger will will win!
The ancient will seemed to understand Jiang Lin's intention, and its power, which transcended the rules, transformed into a storm that could almost destroy the main world.

This storm was also the dark culprit Jiang Lin had ever seen.

It was precisely because the storm could not be destroyed that many worlds were destroyed and eventually swallowed by darkness.

He was left alone, struggling to survive in the darkness.

However, this is the first time that the will of countless millennia has been used to fight against the tide by utilizing the history books of time.

Whether it will succeed, even Jiang Lin himself cannot be sure.

However, in future calculations, there is a certain chance of success.

Wherever the storm passed, everything was destroyed.

Whether they are giants, gods, or beings from other worlds.

No one can survive in the face of such power!
The wills of those countless powerful beings penetrated into Jiang Lin's body at an even faster pace.

Jiang Lin's body became enormous at that moment.

The boundless will even exceeded the limits that the body could withstand; even an indestructible golden body was at risk of collapsing.

He pushed forward with both hands, not to directly confront the storm, but to push the enormous book of history toward it.

The struggle of wills does not exist in reality, but on a higher level.

All Jiang Lin had to do was use his revised version of history to cover up the past.

In this way, that ancient will can be erased.

Doing so is extremely difficult.

The voice of the ancient will was so heavy that even the main world could hardly bear it.

"How can your years compare to mine? You are destined to fail."

Jiang Lin remained unmoved: "Your lifespan is indeed longer, but this is a contest of wills. I only believe that human will can overcome fate!"

Willpower and time are things that cannot exist in reality.

The confrontation between the two sides threatened to devastate the entire world in an instant.

The surrounding area was reduced to fragments, shattered and broken, and countless living beings were terrified amidst the fragments of time.

If Jiang Lin fails, they will disappear along with these fragments and never appear again.

At this moment, what Jiang Lin saw before him was not an ancient will, but a painting and a person.

The painter was white-haired, and he said with a smile, "If you say it's true, then it's true. If you say it's false, then it's false."

Before him was a simple painting.

There was only one branch on it, nothing else.

Jiang Lin was puzzled by this painting for a long time. The painter said that the bird had flown away.

Did birds really exist?

Seeing this fragment of history again at this moment, Jiang Lin felt a sudden sense of clarity.

Whether the bird ever existed is not something others can say.

"I'll decide!"

"If I say it existed, then it existed!"

"I am that painter!"

The invisible charm, at this moment, transformed into a bird and landed on the painting.

The branches trembled slightly, yet it made the ancient will utter a voice of resentment.

"How could your power possibly surpass mine! My lifespan is a million times longer than yours!"

Jiang Lin pushes the pages of history, constantly covering the areas where ancient wills exist.

His voice was no longer confused or bitter; instead, it was very relaxed.

"So what?"

"An artist's brush can capture the essence of time. You."

"The years will eventually come to an end, but the lives of all beings in the world will never end. There will always be living beings."

"Therefore, you are the only one who can lose."

"You have beaten me countless times across countless timelines."

"But I only need to win once."

The next moment, the annals of history completely covered the ancient will.

All sound came to an abrupt halt.

The world fell silent, the fragments came back together, and everything returned to normal.

People gazed up at the dazzling figure high in the sky and the scroll in his hand, speechless.

Jiang Lin lowered his head to look at them, and then closed the book.

This moment in history is now frozen in time and will never change.

All other timelines will be erased, leaving only this one.

But in the future, countless timelines will continue to emerge.

Whether there are any enemies that need to be corrected remains to be seen.

but……

That's another story.

An endless will was released from within, transforming into powerful figures throughout history.

The Empress and Emperor Taizu Ma Ningyan stood side by side, gazing up at the various worlds still locked in battle high in the sky, and roared in anger.

"The Great Qian Dynasty!"

"Fight!" (End of Chapter)