You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

In February of the 356th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, deep within the dimensional barrier of the Red Heart Society headquarters, fifty divine lights imbued with the power of entirely new rules shot into the sky, like fifty supernovae suddenly igniting in the dark night of the abyss!

The birth of these fifty newly ascended Rule Gods has brought about an explosive leap in the overall strength of the Red Heart Society.

You know in your heart that the will of the abyss has clearly witnessed this scene.

Therefore, these fifty true gods of the rules did not remain within the Crimson Heart World for any so-called consolidation or celebration.

Like the most precise parts of a war machine, upon completing their advancement, they transformed into fifty streaks of light tearing through space under the unified command of a single will, heading straight for that hidden place shrouded in eternal starlight.

【Star Abyss!】

Meanwhile, the True Gods of the Crimson Heart Society, whose realms had long been stabilized, emerged from the Star Abyss mist, carrying their pent-up fighting spirit and power, and boldly joined the divine war sweeping across the heavens.

Their arrival further escalated the already chaotic and unprecedentedly large-scale war of gods.

The front lines of the battlefield have been stretched wider, and the intensity of the fighting has increased dramatically.

The gods of the spirit realm, especially the elite forces besieging the core area of ​​the abyss, instantly felt unprecedented pressure.

[Ahead lies the Abyss Demon God's frenzied counterattack, behind which comes the Red Heart Society's rising true god's swift and ruthless attacks and harassment.]

That long-lost, suffocating feeling of being attacked from all sides caused them great anxiety and distress.

[August of the 361st year of the Extraordinary Calendar, at the core battlefield of the highest level of the Divine War.]

[In that forbidden zone of death, composed of shattered galactic debris and turbulent currents of rules, Ye Lingtian's pursuit of those ancient beings from the Spirit Realm has reached a fever pitch.]

[Among them, the Lord of Death, who controls the power of death in the spirit world, this ancient being who once struck fear into the hearts of countless beings across planes, is now trapped in an unprecedented predicament.]

His divine body, constructed from the wails of countless dead souls, was riddled with cracks. The dark gray divine core, symbolizing the authority of death, dimmed. Each clash with Ye Lingtian's killing sword caused His divine soul to groan in unbearable agony.

As death loomed before him, the Lord of Death was consumed by boundless humiliation and rage.

[He never imagined that after traversing the universe for billions of years, he would be forced to sacrifice himself by a rule-based killing god who had once regarded him as an ant and appeared out of nowhere.]

His divine thoughts vibrated wildly in the void, filled with incomprehension and extreme resentment.

【Ye Lingtian!】

What deep-seated hatred do I hold against you?

Is it worth fighting to the death?

Is it simply because we rebuked and insulted you, the troublemaker, during the struggle for the Abyss's origin?

Which true god, when interrupted at the crucial moment of comprehending the true meaning of authority and seizing the source, would not be enraged?

I'm not the only one who's criticizing you.

[Those spirits who are on par with us, which one of them hasn't been cursing you, you mad dog, with vehement insults?]

Killing and death are twin rules born from the same source.

Why are you fixated on me, your natural ally?

After saying this, the Lord of Death paused.

[As a god of slaughter, why aren't you trying to comprehend the ultimate meaning of killing? What are you doing staring at me?]

Could it be that they intend to seize my essence of death after my demise?

How ridiculous!

I am the Lord of Death!

Death is my right, and also my destiny!

【How dare you, an ignorant and arrogant fool, covet it?】

"You want to kill me?"

Let's go!

Let me see if you are worthy to accompany me into the eternal abyss of death!

[Accompanied by this roar filled with sorrow and destructive will, the Lord of Death's massive divine body suddenly erupted with a ghastly white light powerful enough to reverse the flow of galaxies.]

At this moment, He ignited His own divine fire, His divine nature, and all the true essence of God.

He charged towards Ye Lingtian with a resolute determination to take everyone down with him.

[If Ye Lingtian can spontaneously combust, so can He!]

[I'm going to die!]

Let's die together!

But faced with this spontaneous combustion impact that was enough to severely injure or even destroy a first-tier true god, Ye Lingtian's face, covered by a mask of slaughter, remained completely unmoved, not even by the slightest fluctuation.

His eyes were calm, but deep within his pupils flickered a flame that seemed to know everything.

Just as the Lord of Death's divine body, engulfed in ghastly white flames, was about to touch him, Ye Lingtian's figure, like a ghost, made a seemingly simple yet incredibly powerful turn, instantly vanishing from the spot.

Where it once stood, only a sizzling void remained, corroded by the laws of death.

There was no head-on confrontation, no direct clashes, only the most thorough avoidance.

This was also part of Ye Lingtian's plan.

[In the previous timeline, the Lord of Death used the same method to outmaneuver him.]

[Since the other party wants me to watch helplessly as my power burns out in despair, then please savor this dimension as well!]

[He poured everything into igniting himself, yet couldn't even touch the hem of his enemy's clothes, forced to watch helplessly as he burned alone in the void until he was completely reduced to ashes.]

He had experienced this feeling before, so the Lord of Death must experience it too.

In May of the 367th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, on this highest-level battlefield utterly tainted by death and slaughter, a bizarre and darkly humorous cycle of death had already formed. The Lord of Death, his power constantly dwindling, relentlessly pursued and intercepted Ye Lingtian, attempting to force him into a final battle.

Even if it means mutual destruction!

[Ye Lingtian, this ruthless avenger, completely ignored the humanoid torch behind him radiating an aura of destruction.]

His killing sword remained steadfastly locked onto another ancient being from the spirit realm.

A wise ruler renowned for his intelligence and strategy!

The other first-tier True Gods were either entangled by the Abyss Demon God or intimidated by the terrifying killing intent Ye Lingtian was displaying and the madness of the Lord of Death, leaving them neither the time nor the strength to organize an effective joint encirclement and annihilation.

This situation of everyone fighting their own battles and being scattered and disorganized is exactly what Ye Lingtian wanted.

Defeating them one by one is far easier than facing a group of veteran powerhouses all at once.

This locked-down Lord of Wisdom, once renowned for his flawless calculations and timeless schemes, is now utterly pathetic.

He knew that he was far inferior to Ye Lingtian, who was currently burning with killing intent, in terms of pure power, and could only rely on his profound understanding of the rules of the battlefield and his spatial teleportation techniques to flee frantically.

[His wisdom was working at high speed, attempting to steer the escape route towards the Lord of Death, forming a triangular checkpoint.]

【die!】

Stop him!

We must join forces!

Going it alone is exactly what they want!

His divine senses cried out anxiously, hoping to borrow the terrifying power of the Lord of Death, gained through burning his own life, to temporarily repel or delay Ye Lingtian's deadly sword.

But the Lord of Wisdom's wishful thinking caused the Lord of Death to frown.

During this time, an indescribable mix of extreme resentment and twisted pleasure surged into the heart of the Lord of Death.

【Why? 】

Why is it that among the many elite beings in the spirit world, He has been reduced to burning himself and facing imminent annihilation?

[And yet the Lord of Wisdom is still able to spout nonsense here so perfectly, even directing him to take the blow?]

As for revenge?

Of course I will report it!

But not now!

[And certainly not to use His crippled body as a stepping stone for the gods of the spirit world!]

He wants to watch as Ye Lingtian, that mad dog, drags all of you arrogant, self-righteous fools down with him.

Let's embrace death together!

This is the true meaning of death!

Perhaps, by relying on the deaths of so many gods, I can comprehend the final secret at that crucial moment and take that supreme step.

In the past, I was always somewhat hesitant, or perhaps my heart wasn't sharp enough.

But now, under Ye Lingtian's pressure, he finally took the step of spontaneous combustion.

Since death is inevitable, and the outcome cannot be changed.

Then I must move forward towards the step I've planned!

The chance of success may be less than one in ten thousand, but in life, even a one in ten thousand probability is far better than certain failure.

Furthermore, those who can become the Lord of Death, wielding the authority over death in the spirit world, and standing at the pinnacle of the universe are the ultimate true gods.

The Lord of Death never considered a one in ten thousand probability to be a very rare number.

[After all, he came from humble beginnings, and his rise to his current heights must have involved countless brushes with death.]

[If He could do it all over again, He himself wasn't sure He could succeed.]

Even a one in a billion chance isn't enough to describe how lucky I am.

Therefore, even a one in ten thousand probability is enough to make Him take the gamble!

Success or death!

The worst outcome is simply embracing death.

It's nothing!

[Thinking about it, the Lord of Death's interception actions were always subtly a fraction slower.]

[Or perhaps Ye Lingtian's fatal sword strike just grazed the edge of the Lord of Wisdom's divine core, or perhaps it inadvertently blocked the Lord of Wisdom's best dodge route.]

[He was no longer trying to stop Ye Lingtian, but rather to inflict even greater wounds on the Lord of Wisdom.]

He also wanted to see the Lord of Wisdom burn himself out in the end.

The Lord of Wisdom, with his exceptional intellect, instantly discerned the Lord of Death's undisguised sinister intentions.

Death, you madman!

The Lord of Wisdom directly berated the Lord of Death for committing such a self-destructive and even treacherous act, aiding the enemy, at a time of life and death.

After his angry outburst, the Lord of Wisdom changed his strategy once again.

After all, the Lord of Death was not his subordinate, nor did he have a particularly close relationship with him.

Therefore, He needs to find other ways to change the situation He is facing now. (End of Chapter)