The God of Heavens

Chapter 133: The King is Like Grass, Scarlet Star Shatters the God City
The remaining seven people roared and stepped on the seven stars to form a Tiangang killing formation. Seven rays of starlight fell from the sky and condensed into a brilliant star chain between them, trapping Lin Yu in the center.

One of them shouted viciously, "Hmph, boy, this Tiangang Killing Formation is not for show. Today will be your burial place!"

Lin Yu sneered, and the angel wings behind him that covered the sky and the sun instantly unfolded. The divine patterns on the wing bones lit up densely, like countless stars twinkling.

With a light flap of his wings, he broke through the weakest point of the formation and taunted, "You think you can trap me with this broken formation? You're just daydreaming!"

"puff!"

As soon as the third king raised his arm, a transparent hole appeared on his chest.

He looked down at the spear of Hades that had pierced his heart, his face filled with disbelief. Before he could even speak, the celestial pure fire that suddenly erupted from the spear engulfed him, instantly turning him to ash.

"Crack!"

Lin Yu grabbed the fourth king's neck with one hand and twisted it gently. After rotating his head 720 degrees, he rolled down the city wall with an expression of disbelief, making a dull sound.

"boom!"

The fifth king had just summoned his magic weapon when he was suddenly crushed by the Hell Furnace. The screams from within the furnace lingered for three full breaths, and finally, only a wisp of green smoke drifted out of the furnace's mouth.

In just ten breaths, five bodies had fallen under the city wall.

Finally, the three of them stood back to back in a triangle formation. The central ancestor bit his tongue and spurted out the blood essence he had accumulated for a thousand years. He roared at the top of his lungs, "Blood Sacrifice! If we don't kill this boy today, our Yin-Yang Sect will be annihilated!"

The essences and blood of the three merged in mid-air, forming a blood-red Tai Chi diagram. Within the diagram, the faint wails of countless wronged souls echoed, the accumulated resentment from a lifetime of slaughter. The blood-red Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated, emitting a heart-pounding aura. Wherever it passed, the void crumbled.

Lin Yu finally stopped and looked at the strange picture with interest: "It's interesting, but this little trick is far from enough."

"town!"

The blood-red Tai Chi crashed down, crumbling the void wherever it passed. Those with weaker cultivation among the spectators were shattered by the aftermath, letting out shrill screams.

Lin Yu raised his hand, and a miniature black hole appeared in his palm. The black vortex spun wildly, like a greedy beast. The moment the blood-colored Tai Chi came into contact with the black hole, it was like ice and snow encountering a raging fire, being devoured bit by bit.

"impossible!"

The White-bearded Patriarch retreated in terror, his Daoist heart nearly collapsing. He shouted in a trembling voice, "Is this... the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art? How is this possible? How could a junior like you possess such an evil skill!"

"guessed wrong."

Lin Yu suddenly appeared in front of him, and punched out with his right fist simply and directly. The eighteen layers of divine light that the old man hastily laid out for protection shattered like paper.

"With your limited knowledge, you think you can comprehend my skills? This is simply ridiculous!"

The force of his fist shattered his opponent's sternum without resistance, and his other hand penetrated his chest. A surge of powerful energy instantly stopped the beating heart. The Whitebearded Patriarch's eyes widened, and with endless fear and unwillingness, he slowly collapsed.

The last two kings exchanged a look of fear, then turned and fled. One of them shouted as he ran, "As long as there's green mountains, there's no fear of running out of firewood. Let's escape first and make plans later!"

Lin Yu swung out the Spear of Hades, instantly piercing through a person's back and nailing him to the city wall. The spear trembled, and a powerful force exploded. The man's body was torn into pieces, and the debris was scattered, leaving mottled marks on the city wall, like a terrifying picture.

The last man barely escaped back to the city's protective formation, only to be overtaken by the infernal flames that followed. Glazed flames spread down his legs, quickly reaching his waist. Screaming, he crawled toward the inner city, leaving two charred trails on the jade pavement.

"Can you run away?"

Lin Yu raised his hand to recall the spear, and the royal blood dripping from the spear tip eroded a three-foot-deep gully in the ground. He looked at the last living fossil huddled in the formation, baring his white teeth. "I'll give you half a minute to tell your last words."

The remaining living fossil huddled in the core of the formation, its broken legs still burning with hellfire. Trembling, he pulled out an ancient jade talisman, his eyes flashing with determination: "Activate the formation pattern, defend the holy land to the death! Honor the foundation and annihilate the enemy!"

"boom--"

Deep within the Yin-Yang Cult, a dusty ancient altar suddenly cracked. Amidst the dazzling divine light, a three-meter-tall divine source slowly rose, sealed within. An old man in hemp clothing was sealed. His face was ancient, his hair white as snow. Though he slept with his eyes closed, he exuded a suffocating aura of power.

"Please come out, ancestor!"

A roar like a tsunami resounded through the sky. All Yin-Yang disciples knelt on the ground, their foreheads pressed to the ground. The protective formation was fully activated. The shadows of the sun and moon crossed the sky, and the ancient Yin-Yang mirror hung high at the center of the formation, transforming the entire divine city into an independent world.

"When the ancestor wakes up, the Holy Son Yaoguang will definitely die!" An elder roared, his voice trembling.

"The ancient saints are comparable to gods. They roam the universe and are invincible. Even if the Holy Son Yaoguang has the emperor's weapons, what can he do? Once the ancient saints take action, seizing the emperor's weapons will be as easy as taking something out of a bag!" An elder shouted loudly with greed in his eyes.

"Exactly! Our sect has ancient formations of sages and handed-down holy weapons to protect the city, making it impregnable. Saint Yaoguang is extremely arrogant. Even if he can rival the king, how can he shake the foundation of our sect? This imperial weapon is rightfully ours!"

"Hmph! When the Ancient Saint seizes the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, our sect will immediately mobilize its army and raze the Yaoguang Holy Land to the ground, leaving not a single tile behind!"

Lin Yu watched all this coldly, and suddenly took a step forward. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked into a ravine a hundred feet high, and the seventy-two dragon veins of energy swirled around him like angry dragons breaking through the ground.

"Think you're safe hiding in a tortoise shell?" His eyes flashed with Origin Heaven Divine Marks. "Today, I'll show you what the true Origin Heaven Technique is!"

"Click——"

Thousands of divine lines suddenly appeared under Lin Yu's feet. The golden lines moved on the ground like living things. Every time a line lit up, a deafening dragon roar came from the ground. Seventy-two dragon auras broke out of the ground, trying to lift the entire Yin-Yang Divine City into the air.

"No! He's reversing my dragon vein!"

Three white-haired earth masters rushed out from the ruins of the temple, bronze compasses spinning wildly in their hands. They bit their tongues, and their blood transformed into three thousand blood-red chains that pierced the earth. "Three Talents Sealing Dragon Formation, initiate!"

"In vain." Lin Yu stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the source of the sky veins suddenly expanded. Before the blood chains could even touch the dragon veins, they were shredded by the chaotic energy gushing out from the ground.

The three geomancers were bleeding from all seven orifices, and the compasses in their hands exploded with a "bang". The fragments condensed into nine blood-red stars in the air, which was the precursor to the Source Technique's killer move "Nine Stars in a Row"!

"boom!"

The first meteorite struck the East City Gate, instantly twisting and deforming the bronze gatehouse inscribed with the ancient characters "Yin Yang Yong Zhen." The city elder had barely raised the Yin Yang Banner when the dragon energy emanating from the earth's veins tore him and the banner into a bloody mist.

A second meteorite crashed towards the western city wall, where thirty-six formation nodes stood. In a flash of crimson light, the rune-carved wall shattered like a biscuit, and hundreds of disciples fell into the suddenly opened abyss along with the rubble.

"This is not an ordinary source technique..."

A living fossil sat slumped at the center of the formation, watching the third blood star blaze with divine light, illuminating a thousand miles of crimson before it fell from the sky. "This is divine punishment!"

At this moment, Lin Yu's black hair danced wildly, and his body was wrapped in the chaotic dragon energy extracted from the earth veins. He was not like a traditional Yuan Tianshi who arranged formations and cast spells. Instead, he was like a god of war. Every punch he threw was accompanied by the collapse of large areas of the city foundation.

"Oh my god, the dragon vein has been pulled out, and the divine city has collapsed. What should we do?"

"The ancestor hasn't woken up yet? Is God going to destroy our Yin Yang Sect?" The crowd exclaimed one after another, shrill and piercing.

"boom!"

The Yin-Yang Mirror revived on its own, rising into the sky from the Divine City, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and the essence of the heavens, causing tremendous waves.

"The Holy God has awakened, we are saved!"

"Invincible ancient mirror, please show your divine power and protect our sect's sacred city." The people of Yin Yang Sect were overjoyed and bowed down one after another.

The magic mirror was simple and ancient, one side was red and the other side was black, and it was emitting strange fluctuations. It was rumored that it had been stained with the blood of an alien god. At this moment, it shone brightly, stabilizing the energy of the dragon veins, and the people of the Yin-Yang Sect felt slightly at ease.

"Oh, even if a saint is born, what can he do? A holy weapon god wants to defy the will of heaven, the Dragon Cauldron suppresses the gods!"

Lin Yu moved his hands, evolving the trajectory of the Dao. The shadows of many magical weapons, such as bells, tripods, towers, and swords, flashed by and hit the ancient Yin-Yang mirror that was reviving.

The dragon-patterned black gold tripod also hummed, swallowed the red star, and burst into a thousand-foot-long brilliance, expanding to the size of a divine mountain, covering it like the sky, suppressing it.

"boom!"

A deafening tremor erupted. The ancient mirror, disturbed by the secret of the word "bing," shimmered, then received a crushing blow from the dragon-patterned black-gold tripod. It wailed and fell back onto the altar, creating a bottomless chasm in the ground. The entire divine city shook, and the suspended immortal palaces fell one after another.

The Yin-Yang Mirror was broken, the ancient formation was missing, Lin Yu's hands did not stop, the Yuantian Divine Formation showed its power again, and blood-red meteorites fell into the divine city.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two meteorites struck the southern city's formation's core with pinpoint accuracy. The suspended Yin-Yang Palace tilted with a bang, and countless tomes rained down from the sky, only to be shredded into confetti by the raging dragon energy before they even touched the ground.

The sixth meteorite penetrated the north city, dragon energy raged, and the disciples turned into flying smoke; the seventh meteorite hit the pulpit, the walls collapsed and the pillars collapsed, leaving only ruins of the pulpit.

"Oh my god, the Punishment Hall was also severely damaged, and the law enforcement elder died in it!"

The Yin-Yang sect's monks watched with pale faces as the eighth meteor razed the Punishment Hall to the ground. The once solemn and majestic black stone pillars collapsed one after another, and the black iron tablets engraved with the sect's rules melted into red hot metal in the dragon's energy.

The good news is that they no longer have to worry about violating church rules and being punished by law enforcement elders, and the bad news is the same.

Wang Yangzhan, his hair disheveled, rushed to the central altar: "Ancestor! If you don't come out again, the Yin-Yang Sect will be destroyed!"

"Kacha!"

A faint crackling sound emanated from the Divine Source Pool, and a glimmer of hope suddenly shone in the eyes of the remaining Yin-Yang Sect disciples. The altar, forged from the ancient divine source, was trembling violently, a brilliant glow seeping from the spiderweb-like cracks on its surface.

"The ancestor is about to wake up!"

Wang Yangzhan, covered in blood, fell to his knees and kowtowed frantically towards the altar. "Ancestor, please kill this beast and restore the dignity of our sect!"

"Haha, isn't it too late to wake up now?!"

Lin Yu stood in the clouds, his eyes gleaming with golden light. He formed seals with his hands, and all the divine patterns of the source sky instantly gathered into a rainbow of light that created the world, and struck into the earth veins: "Nine stars return to their positions!"

A ninth meteorite fell from the sky, swirling with chaotic lightning. This blood-red star, even larger than the other eight combined, smashed directly into the center of the Yin-Yang Tai Chi formation at the heart of the divine city.

"Stop it!"

The three gravely injured geomancers roared and summoned their natal magical instruments. The bronze compass, the black jade gui, and the geomancer's ruler soared into the sky, only to crumble the moment they touched the meteorite. The meteorite continued its momentum, crashing fiercely into the shimmering black and white Tai Chi formation.

"boom--"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the Yin-Yang formation that had enveloped the divine city for three thousand years shattered like fragile glass.

The source stones at the center of the formation exploded one after another, and the violent spiritual energy turbulence lifted off all the buildings within a radius of a hundred miles. The seventy-two auxiliary cities suspended in the air lost the formation's support and crashed into the main city like meteorites.

At the same time, dense cracks spread rapidly like a plague, the suspended fairy palace began to tilt, and the pillars formed by dragon veins collapsed one after another.

The chaotic energy gushing out from the cracks seemed to have life. Once it entangled the fleeing disciples, it would turn them into bones; once it came into contact with the palaces and buildings, it would instantly corrode them into ashes.

(End of this chapter)