The God of Heavens

Chapter 139 The Dynasty of Killers

Zhongzhou, Tianyan Mountains.

This area is extremely strange. Countless stone mountains are arranged in a regular pattern. Looking down from the sky, thousands of mountains stand tall and majestic, forming a picture of the innate Bagua.

After Lin Yu had passed the tribulation, he came here alone. Although the incident of Yin Yang Sect attacking him was over and he said he would not pursue it any more, there was still one thing in the world that had not been settled.

It's just that this organization is too slippery. Its lairs are all in small worlds in the void, like rats in the gutter. Unlike the Yin-Yang Sect's Divine City which is right there, it was suppressed by Lin Yu first.

He killed the saint of Yin Yang Sect and became famous. Naturally, he would not die bravely in the world. It would not hurt at all if he just destroyed a few of their strongholds.

However, although he does not have the ability to deduce and cannot find the nest in the human world, it is the same to ask professionals in this field. The Zhongzhou Divine Calculator is his target this time.

The divine fortune teller can be called a genius of his generation, and the place where he lives in seclusion exudes an indescribable weirdness.

This place seems to be hiding the art of Qimen Dunjia, and the secrets of heaven are chaotic. If ordinary people step in carelessly, they will easily get lost in it.

The mountains are undulating, mostly rocky, with ancient trees rooted in the rocky peaks, making them appear even more lush and green. Occasionally, one or two orchids emit a faint fragrance, making this place particularly peaceful.

As Lin Yu continued to go deeper, the formation here took effect, and a layer of fog gradually rose between the mountains, strange and bizarre, blocking anyone who tried to enter.

"Eye of the Lord!"

Lin Yu opened his eyes, and golden light flowed. There seemed to be scenes of infinite dimensions of birth and death, piercing the heaven and earth.

In the stone mountain ahead, the formation pattern is mysterious and wonderful, it seems to be composed of the formation pattern of the One-Corner Emperor and many ancient formations. It is dangerous and unpredictable, and it must have been painstakingly arranged by the divine fortune teller.

The aura of the ancient emperor permeated the air, and an endless aura of murderous destruction rose up, sweeping across the nine heavens.

Lin Yu didn't waste any words. He spread his angel wings and walked without interruption. No divine patterns or ancient formations could stop him. He broke through layers of space and came to the depths of the pure land.

This is a quiet and sacred land with waterfalls and springs, dotted with pavilions and towers. It returns to nature and is like a fairyland.

Lin Yu said in a loud voice: "Master, Lin Yu is here to visit, please come and see me."

The clear voice spread slowly across this quiet sacred land.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to greet you, my distinguished guest."

The fortune teller walked out from the depths of the bamboo forest with two little children.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, like an old immortal. There were two little children, a boy and a girl, about eleven or twelve years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a pure and spiritual aura.

"Divine Calculator, I'm sure you know why I'm here. Help me find my home in the human world, and I can protect your lineage."

Lin Yu went straight to the point with a stern look.

His grudges with the world were known to everyone. At this moment, he stared at the fortune teller with burning eyes, waiting for a response.

"Saint Son Yaoguang, the base camp in the human world is located in the small world of the void, and there is also the background of the Killing Saint. If you calculate this matter, it may bring about unexpected disasters."

The divine fortune teller was in a dilemma. There were some things in this world that could not be deduced, and some secrets that could not be revealed, otherwise he would be punished by heaven.

Lin Yu took out the dragon-patterned black gold tripod and said calmly: "It's okay, you can calculate it, and all the causes and effects will be imposed on me."

The so-called divine punishment is nothing but lack of strength. If he kills one of the Yin-Yang Sect and then wipes out the human world, what cause and effect will there be?
"Since that's the case, let's do it this way."

Upon hearing this, the divine fortune teller knew that Lin Yu was determined and that he could not stand the loneliness. He had calculated too many secrets about the ancient emperors. Now he had caused a great disaster and was in a precarious situation. He urgently needed to find a backer.

The Holy Son Yaoguang is extremely talented and powerful. He is like a saint in the world and is able to protect them. He also hopes to establish a good relationship with him.

Then Lin Yu took out the body of a killer from the human world from the hell plane and handed it to the fortune teller.

The Killer Divine Dynasty has a unique heritage. Because it has offended many powerful forces, it is very likely to suffer a devastating disaster once its oldest palace is discovered.

Therefore, its true essence is hidden elsewhere, known only to one person in each generation, and not revealed to successors until before its death.

While this method of inheritance could prevent complete destruction, it also carried hidden dangers. Back then, part of the Heavenly Court's heritage was lost due to a sudden catastrophe, when the Lord of Heaven was hunted down and killed, preventing the inheritance from being completed and resulting in it being buried forever underground.

"I will start my calculations now. If anything goes wrong, please help me, Holy Son."

He looked solemn, and he had no idea about the Killer Dynasty and the living saints.

The divine fortune teller sat cross-legged in the Bagua formation, with his hands clasped together. Mysterious runes appeared around his body, and wisps of divine power fell from the void and wrapped around the killer's body.

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly changed color, blood-red lightning ripped through the clouds, lashing at the divine calculator like a lash of destruction. This was a backlash from the heavens. The assassin dynasty's lair involved an ancient sage, and the oracle would surely suffer disaster!
The two children cried loudly with fear, trembling like frightened deer, hugging each other, looking pitiful.

"Humph!"

Lin Yu snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it. The dragon-patterned black gold tripod was suspended in the air, and the chaotic energy fell, crushing all the blood-colored thunder. His eyes were like lightning, and he said, "Continue!"

Sweat dripped from the fortune teller's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. Finally, a vague coordinate in the void appeared in his palm.

"Found it...all over the Eastern Wasteland!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine fortune teller suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His breath was weak, obviously he had suffered a serious injury. "You have done your best. Leave the rest to me. If you need anything in the future, just come to Yaoguang Holy Land to find me."

Lin Yu flicked his finger and sent out a ray of life essence to help him stabilize his injuries, and then made a promise.

The Killer Dynasty is elusive and difficult for ordinary disciples to defend against.

Lin Yu returned to the Yaoguang Holy Land and led many supreme elders to build a domain gate, penetrate the void, and began to head towards the small world of the Killer Divine Dynasty according to the coordinates of the divine calculator.

Deep in the northern desert, a blood-red valley lay silent and still. Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back in the air, his eyes sweeping across this deadly place like lightning.

“This is it.”

He raised his hand and cast a series of divine patterns, instantly sealing off the void within a thousand miles. The gate of hell burst open, directly piercing through the barrier of the small world.

The scene before me suddenly changed. The once barren desert vanished, replaced by a blessed land imbued with spiritual energy. Amidst the overlapping green mountains, black palaces stood in a staggered pattern, and faint human figures could be seen flickering about.

"Enemy attack!"

A sharp alarm wailed through the air. Hundreds of black-clad assassins emerged from all directions, their swords flashing and shadows weaving like a web. Well-trained, they instantly formed a killing array, their murderous aura soaring into the heavens.

Lin Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his right hand: "Spear of the Underworld God."

In an instant, thousands of pitch-black spears appeared out of thin air and poured down like a rainstorm.

"Puff puff--"

Blood flowers bloomed as killers fell from the sky one after another. Their protective Qi was like paper, unable to stop the killing spear from hell.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was dyed blood red. Severed limbs and arms fell one after another, piling up on the ground like a mountain.

"presumptuous!"

A roar resounded like thunder. As the void twisted, a gray-robed old man appeared, his body surrounded by a terrifying aura of kingly righteousness.

"Great King?" Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, "Finally, a decent one has arrived."

The great king roared and sacrificed a blood-dripping sword. Wherever the sword light passed, even the void was cracked. However, Lin Yu just raised his hand lightly, and the golden fist print crushed the sword light, and the remaining force pierced the old man's chest.

"puff--"

The blood mist exploded, and the great king couldn't even take a single move!
The entire small world began to crumble. Mountains crumbled, palaces collapsed, and the training grounds, poison workshops, and torture chambers hidden in the shadows were exposed to the sun. Countless young assassins in training fled in panic, only to be pinned to the ground by the omnipresent Spear of Hades.

Most terrifyingly, all exits were sealed by the Hell Furnace. The assassins despaired as they discovered that their carefully planned escape routes had become death traps. Some attempted self-destruction, only to be instantly purged by the celestial purifying fire; others knelt and begged for mercy, only to be swallowed by the spatial rifts in the blink of an eye.

When the last temple collapsed, this killer holy land that had existed for tens of thousands of years was finally reduced to ruins. Lin Yu walked out of the sea of ​​blood, leaving behind only a blood mist and countless broken bones.

Lin Yu stepped out of the ruins and looked into the distance: "Next place."

The night is still very long.

Lin Yu and Li Daoqing split their troops into two groups and led the Yaoguang Sect's Supreme Elder to victory in battle after battle. In the past, the two great dynasties were rampant in the world, arrogant and domineering. When the killers were ordered, people all over the world were terrified and poisoned the Eastern Wilderness.

The suffering of the various holy lands was unbearable, and they were terrified upon hearing of it. Now, the tide has turned, and the two great divine dynasties are in dire straits, their foundations crumbling, their glory gone.

"boom--"

The dragon-patterned black-gold tripod shone with boundless light, and the nine black dragons on its body seemed to come alive, breathing in and out chaotic energy. Li Daoqing's white hair flew as he brought the Imperial Tripod down from the sky, his supreme imperial power sweeping across the vast wilderness.

"No!"

A small world hidden in the void shattered with a bang, and dozens of assassins in training were crushed into a bloody mist before they could react. This was the seventh mysterious realm in the mortal world, and it was now reduced to ashes under the imperial weapon.

"Go on." Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

Seventy-two supreme elders, each holding a formation flag, constructed a dazzling star path in the void. These old monsters, who had lived for thousands of years, were now filled with murderous intent. Every time a formation flag fell, it targeted a killer's lair.

“The eighth place!”

The Yaoguang Holy Land's warships ripped through the void, directly smashing into a temple hidden within the clouds. Hundreds of young assassins in training were engulfed by the divine light pouring down from the warships before they could even draw their weapons.

"what!"

Screams echoed. These assassins, usually hidden in the shadows, were now like lambs to the slaughter. Their proud concealment skills were useless under the pressure of the imperial soldiers.

Once, he looked down upon the mundane world, boasting that he could measure the mortal world nine thousand feet high. At his peak, he looked down upon all living things, reigning supreme above the nine heavens. His nine-fold profound realm stood majestically, like the nine-fold heavenly palace.

During Hell's most glorious years, it was as if a group of demons had emerged from the underworld, wielding blood-drenched swords capable of slaying even saints. The eighteen layers of Hell, each interconnected, a murderous aura rising to the heavens.

As the long river of time flows on, the two great divine dynasties have long since lost their former glory. Throughout the vicissitudes of time, numerous smaller realms have been annihilated, leaving only the most core foundations still struggling to hold on.

But today, these last foundations are crumbling. Killings are raging across the Eastern Wilderness, and the lifelines of the two great divine dynasties are being severed one by one.

(End of this chapter)