Chapter 983: Chapter 792: I Am Guang Ming!
Within the Dreamy Divine Country, Lin Rui focused his gaze on the gods before him.
The will of the East Abyss lood in the eastern part of the Dreamy Divine Country, its ‘motion and stillness’ Concept exerting a supernova-like pressure, each ripple of energy engraving black hole-like cracks on the glazed surface.
The eternal night curtain of the Lord of Darkness descended from the west, and the colorful aurora faded as if encountering a nesis. The velvety eternal night swallowed all light, turning even mory fragnts into dark ink-colored ice crystals in the darkness.
In the northern realm, a massive icy blue sword penetrated the world, its blade surface encrusted with millennia-old frost, and the single eye opened on the hilt like a glacier carving—the gaze of the Northern Abyss made the dream fragnts within a hundred-mile radius freeze into prismatic ice flowers, while the flowing river of mory solidified into a static tableau.
Conversely, the void on the west side roiled with the essence of “Void,” which was not ordinary darkness but the abyssal maw devouring even the concept of existence, causing space folds to crumple and peel like fragile paper under the erosion of the void.
To the left of Dreamy Heavenly Venerate, two thrones appeared out of thin air. A silver-blue haired goddess sat on the silver-white throne, surrounded by chaotic temporal turbulence—that was her power of ti sequence, clashing severely with the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate’s slowed ti by 3000 tis.
On the other side, a male god with fla-like red hair sat, surrounded by web-like cracks in space, with dinsional folds surging in each crack depth, causing the surrounding void to continuously disintegrate and recombine, shaking even the entire structure of the Divine Country.
The will of these two from the Central Abyss intertwined in the void, forcibly creating an absolute spaceti forbidden domain belonging to them in the Dreamy Divine Country, contending with Dreamy Heavenly Venerate.
The gaze of these gods, like tangible chains of concepts, firmly nailed Lin Rui’s Primordial Spirit will in this void.
Even the Central Abyss, which had always supported him, held a trace of coldness in its eyes.
The entire Dreamy Divine Country emitted sounds of porcelain shattering under the pressure of the gods’ will.
In the sky, three light traces hovered like eyes—Lin Rui looked at them and knew they were the Divine Law, the Heavenly Venerates of Viridescent Blood and Retribution.
These three did not bear ill will towards him; their own consciousness was also very limited.
Lin Rui smiled slightly, and the nine pairs of star river wings behind him unfolded with a roar, dispersing the gloom for miles, contending with the gods.
He said calmly, “What if I promise never to touch the Artificial Sky, and can help you suppress the Great Sun Venerable?”
“No ambition to control the Artificial Sky?” The eternal night curtain moved without wind, and the Lord of Darkness’s voice carried a chill: “What do you an by this?”
“In the literal sense, I can make a Divine Oath under the witness of the Divine Law, Viridescent Blood, and Retribution—committing that I will only build Jingyi Altars within the fourteen Base Cities of the Earth Federation, accommodating no more than 20 billion people in total, and will not claim any authority from the Artificial Sky elsewhere.”
The nine pairs of star river wings behind Lin Rui continued to radiate light and heat, turning a large region within the Dreamy Divine Country platinum-colored.
“When I ascend to the Ninth Realm, my True Spirit will reflect on the Heavenly Curtain of Sky Etre Star, without partaking in the struggle for the Artificial Sky. Should I break this oath, let the True Spirit of the Great Sun revive within .”
The gods present fell silent upon hearing these words. Their malice towards Lin Rui remained intense yet was no longer as fierce and sharp as before, feeling like a blunt knife.
Clearly, they were engaging in telepathic communication, causing a few threads of Thunder to proliferate within the Dreamy Divine Country.
Lin Rui lightly placed his hand on the Supre Heavenly Saber and chuckled, “Gentlen, three more gods are outside waiting to battle to the death.”
The Light Crown above his head soared, dense Thunder Fire spreading like a giant serpent, and the eruptions of the nine pairs of wings pierced and lted all illusions around.
Lin Rui crushed the glass-colored ground, taking a half-step forward, his powerful Blade Intent defiantly dispersing the gods’ pressure in all directions: “I don’t have much ti. If you must force to fight to the bitter end, or if an agreent cannot be reached in monts, then before my mother and I fall, I will take one of you down with , no matter the cost. With my Power of Great Sun, I will surely accomplish it.”
Lin Rui’s words of threat apparently angered these gods, and the gods’ intent, keen once more, beca evident.
Thunder exploded on the do of the Divine Country, with over a dozen Conceptual Laws simultaneously oppressing Lin Rui, their forces bursting into dazzling sparks.
But at this mont, Dreamy Heavenly Venerate chuckled lightly, with a wave of his sleeve, all Conceptual Powers including Purity, Holy Thunder, Tribulation Fire, motion and stillness, darkness, and so on in the Divine Country vanished without a trace.
He looked at Lin Rui with keen interest: “An interesting thought, yet if Divine Oaths were effective, the Great Sun Venerable could never have rebelled and attacked the Truth Divine Throne of Supre Heavenly Venerate.”
“At that ti, there were no Divine Law and the triad of Viridescent Blood and Retribution gods in this world.”
Lin Rui looked up at the three light traces in the sky resembling eyes: “Even if this Divine Oath cannot entirely bind , it can tether my strength and steps, preventing from opposing you. Furthermore, just how strong is the Great Sun Venerable? How deep are his foundations? If I give him any opportunity, he will certainly triumph, as he said hundreds of thousands of years ago—he would inevitably place my Divine Soul in the core of the sun to refine for ten millennia!”
He could feel that the coldness in the eyes of the two Central Abyss figures noticeably faded.
At this point, the Lord of Darkness chuckled lightly, retracting his malice: “Sounds reasonable, but 20 billion capacity for the Jingyi Altar is too much. Since you intend to gather your True Spirit within the Heavenly Curtain of Sky Etre Star, what need do you have for so many Jingyi Altars?”
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