Those eyes—vast enough to cover the sky and sun—were cold, merciless, and devoid of emotion.
At His arrival, both sun and moon dimmed.
The Three Realms of Heaven, Earth, and the Underworld trembled.
With a loud thud, the Jade Emperor slid from his seat, collapsing to the ground in fear.
His face twisted in horror as he looked up at those endless eyes, his heart pounding with indescribable terror.
"H-How… how is this possible…? He shouldn't be able to descend! Was it… the sacrifice…?"
The Jade Emperor's thoughts raced.
Fahai and Ao Gan's sacrifice—it had worked.
He cursed inwardly, furious.
If only he hadn't feared this evil god so much... If he had just acted sooner—seized Fahai and sealed him before the ritual was complete—none of this would have happened.
Damn it!
He wasn't alone. Over on Mount Lingshan, the Tathagata Buddha saw the same changes rippling through the heavens.
Without hesitation, he gathered his relics and abandoned the mountain.
He didn't even bother to look back at his temple.
Ding... Your followers, Fahai and Ao Gan, have activated the Water Vein Altar.
Ding... Your follower, Ao Gan, has sacrificed himself. You've received: "Ancient True Dragon (corpse)," multiplied x100,000 — Reward: Tier-8 Divine Beast + Pureblood Starry Sky Dragon Lineage.
Ding... Your followers sacrificed 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers. Multiplier x1,000 activated — Reward: 100,000 Tier-2 Celestial Troops.
Ding... Your follower sacrificed Bai Suzhen, the Daughter of Destiny — Gained: +40% World Luck.
Ding... Your followers offered 75% of the world's water veins — Gained: +25% World Luck. Multiplier triggered — Reward: Domain Structure Item [Youli Tianlan Divine Star].
[Youli Tianlan Divine Star]
Type: Divine Plane Structure
Rank: Magical Grade ★★★
Description: In this world, 90% of the terrain is formed by water veins. As such, its water-elemental laws are near-perfect. Extremely attractive to water-elemental deities and spirit beasts.
At that moment, Liu Che had been studying the Divine Dao Codex passed down by Xiao Luan.
But the string of system notifications echoing in his mind immediately drew his attention.
"The water veins as divine sigils... the ley lines as the foundation... Fahai and Ao Gan are smarter than I thought," Liu Che murmured with a smile. "Still… I didn't expect that old dragon to offer up his own body. What a fanatic."
But Liu Che wasn't the type to be stingy with loyal followers.
Fahai and the true dragon had proven their devotion.
It was time to reward them—with a glimpse of true divinity.
He had wanted to make the will of this fragmented world suffer for a long time.
Now was the perfect chance.
A cold, sorrowful smile curved his lips.
He cast his gaze directly across the Chaos Sea, beyond the fractured dimensions.
This time, Liu Che did not use an altar.
He descended personally.
His power at the level of a True God was enough to crush anything in that world.
The members of the Eternal God's domain? They would soon witness what divine descent truly meant.
Liu Che's speed was unparalleled.
To him, space was no more resistant than silk—it tore before him like paper.
When he reached the edge of the White Snake World, he didn't even need to force his way in.
He simply pressed down.
Through sheer pressure, he infiltrated the world's boundaries.
This was the authority of having seized 65% of the world's luck.
Had he reached 80%, he could have devoured the world entirely through divine law.
But alas, the masses had not yet fully recognized their god.
Still, it was more than enough.
To the White Snake World, the arrival of Liu Che was like a planetary catastrophe.
He didn't descend as a mere projection or avatar this time.
This was his true body.
The very laws of reality around him warped and distorted.
His presence caused space to break down.
The Will of the World—the plane's consciousness, also known as the Divine Way or Heavenly Dao—recoiled instinctively.
It responded in desperation.
The full might of its thunder tribulation condensed above.
Divine thunder surged.
It summoned the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, feared even by Immortal Buddhas, and unleashed it all at once.
Bolts of unimaginable power lanced toward the rift in the sky, trying to push back the intrusion.
Seeing this, the Jade Emperor leapt to his feet with glee.
"Haha! This evil god is an outsider! Heaven itself rejects him! He's finished!"
His confidence surged, voice full of arrogance.
But the Queen Mother remained solemn.
"Can Heaven truly defeat the Eternal God…?"
Her single sentence shattered the Jade Emperor's illusion.
They turned their gazes back to the demon mirror—
—and saw the truth.
The divine thunders had no effect.
None.
Not even the Nine Heavens Lightning.
Liu Che raised his hand.
A gentle wave.
Boom.
Every thunderbolt vanished.
The sky cleared instantly.
That overwhelming divine tribulation—the strongest force the world could muster—had been swept away like candlelight in a storm.
The Jade Emperor collapsed back onto his throne, trembling.
All hope of resistance had died in his heart.
The Great Sun Tathagata, still seated atop his golden lotus, was frantically flying toward the edge of the world.
He hoped to escape—escape that all-seeing gaze.
But it didn't matter how fast he flew, how many divine weapons he activated.
That gaze never left him.
The world's consciousness—the Heavenly Dao—was utterly defeated.
And it fell silent.
Its strength came from the will of sentient beings.
But now?
The immortals had hidden.
The Buddhas had fled.
With no followers praying, no faith feeding it, the will of the world had no energy left to fight.
High above Jinshan Temple, Fahai looked up as the Eternal God finally descended.
His heart swelled with awe.
He knelt mid-air, tears brimming in his eyes.
"O Eternal God… You have finally come."
"The days of these hypocritical Immortal Buddhas are finally numbered."
At that very moment—
As the world changed.
As all powers quaked in fear.
God had arrived.
The Four Celestial Emperors, the Heavenly Soldiers, and the Divine Generals—all collapsed before the Eternal God's gaze.
Even the Buddhas and Arhats of the West could not withstand it.
Before the Eternal God, all were equal. No one could escape judgment.
All the hypocritical Immortal Buddhas appeared—exposed in their false divinity.
Standing atop the Water Vein Altar, Bai Suzhen was speechless with awe. Through the altar, she beheld a glorious vision:
A radiant, boundless starry sky.
A sun, massive beyond comprehension.
And above it, an awe-inspiring heavenly palace, suspended like a divine throne.
"So… this is the God Realm…" she murmured, eyes wide with wonder.
As divine light surrounded her, she felt herself slowly ascending, departing from the mortal realm.
Before leaving, she had made a difficult choice—knocking her sister Xiaoqing unconscious and placing her safely in the meditation chamber.
Ever since the Heavenly Soldiers arrived, Bai Suzhen had sensed something was wrong. So she acted swiftly.
She made the decision to sacrifice herself.
And as expected, the Immortal Buddhas had indeed sent people to attack Jinshan Temple.
I hope you'll be safe and happy, Xiaoqing…
Liu Che looked upon the fleeing Tathagata, then down at the despairing Jade Emperor.
He smiled—coldly, disdainfully.
"My doctrine… is to uplift all sentient beings," he said, voice like rolling thunder. "But I never said I would spare you all. So tell me—what did you do?"
"You slaughtered innocents without reason."
"You tried to suppress my followers."
"You murdered the Dragon King who served me faithfully."
"It seems I was too merciful last time. You didn't understand the lesson."
He raised his hand calmly.
And reached—toward the heavens.
The sky boiled with divine energy.
A colossal celestial palace, hidden deep within the clouds, was ripped from the sky by the hand that blotted out the sun.
From within, gods and fairies screamed in terror.
Liu Che's hand clenched.
And Heaven exploded.
Crushed in his palm like paper.
The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and countless divine beings were shredded into pieces by the collapsing space-time.
None of them were even granted reincarnation.
"This… is Heaven's divine order?" Liu Che's voice echoed across the world.
"If your only purpose is selfish indulgence, then there is no need for you to exist."
The voice of the Eternal God swept through all creation—leaving nothing but awe and terror in its wake.
Heaven… just ended?
God's authority was real.
The Four Celestial Emperors and the gods guarding sacred mountains and rivers stared up at the Eternal God.
Their hearts were filled not with resolve—but sorrow and despair.
In the face of such overwhelming existence, they couldn't even think about fighting back.
Not even running was an option.
Heaven—an eternal, mysterious realm said to have existed since the beginning of time—had been destroyed like a toy in a child's hand.
Just as Liu Che crushed the Heavens, the world's will responded again.
This time, it launched its second wave of resistance.
The Laws of Wind and Fire emerged—two of the most powerful elemental rules.
Unquenchable Heartfire, and the devastating Nine Heavens Gale.
The sky burned with multicolored flames that licked at Liu Che's divine form like millions of scorching tongues.
From behind, the winds howled with cutting force, like knives from every direction.
The heavens ignited in chaos.
But Liu Che only narrowed his eyes.
"A lesson, is it?" he said softly, his tone carrying a hint of annoyance.
His body suddenly radiated a nine-colored divine light.
The moment the light emerged—
The entire White Snake World was illuminated.
And the will of Heaven—the consciousness behind the world's order—shrank back in fear.
It dared not show itself again.
Liu Che turned his gaze toward Jinshan Temple.
In the distance, upon a nearby mountain, the corpse of a dragon lay silent and still.
It was broken into a thousand pieces.
Yet, above it, Ao Gan's dragon soul remained—kneeling in the sky, eyes full of reverent admiration.
A good believer, Liu Che thought.
"The follower Ao Gan sacrificed his own body. Even with countless enemies before him, he never flinched. That alone pleases me…"
His fingertips glowed.
A massive star-colored droplet, the size of a small house, formed and flew gently toward the shattered corpse.
As it descended, it shone with divine light.
It merged with Ao Gan's body.
The flesh rose upward, and the soul was pulled inside once more.
The wounds healed.
The once-blue scales were replaced with a dark, shimmering starlight.
The body pulsed gently—like a heartbeat echoing through the void.
The Starry Sky True Dragon had been born.
A divine beast of eighth-rank—a creature born from divinity itself.
Ao Gan's eyes opened.
World pressure surged around him.
And yet, despite his new power, he took a human form, knelt before Liu Che, and said:
"Thank you, my Lord, for your divine blessing. Ao Gan will now take his leave…"
His voice echoed like a dragon's cry.
He rose into the sky.
A vast, ancient star path unfurled above the world.
Ao Gan—now reborn as a Starry Sky True Dragon—flew into the God Realm, ascending in glory.
All dragon clans across the world watched with wide eyes, filled with envy and awe.
Liu Che continued, "For this sacrifice, the dragon race has rendered great merit. Therefore, I bestow upon you a Dragon Ascension Platform and the True Art of Spirit Transformation."
"Thank you for the Eternal God's blessing!"
The dragon clans across the lands all knelt, voices echoing in unison.
In this divine reckoning, they had won.
And under Patriarch Ao Gan's leadership, they had found a true path to growth.
There was joy, gratitude, and faith in their hearts.
They didn't care if one dragon girl was offered.
Even a hundred would be worth it.
If only they could walk the divine path.
Unfortunately, Ao Gan's standards had been too high.
But from this day forward, a golden Dragon Ascension Platform stood at the mouth of the Yangtze River.
Anyone who cultivated to the required level—and possessed sincere faith—would be eligible to ascend to the God Realm.
Of course, Liu Che knew it was only a matter of time.
Soon, the entire world would be in his grasp.
All he needed… was just a little more luck.