by Feng Yue
With the enemy’s “help,” he used the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth as a link to absorb the power of Leviathan completely. With the perfusion of the power of catastrophe, the incarnation of Holy Spirit expanded drastically and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant spirit of light that was comparable to the armor of divinity in size.
Odin did not seem to be shocked by the choice that Ye Qingxuan had made. He was indifferent. “That was unwise.” The old voice spoke, “I had thought that you would have left the only opportunity for yourself… After all, you would be much more useful than that queen if you survived. Have I overestimated your desire for the new world?”
Ye Qingxuan laughed. “Perhaps this is the biggest difference between both of us?” He tilted his head and looked at the enemy in front of him. Beneath the powerful beams of light, his smile seemed to be teasing his enemy. “I will never sacrifice my Emperor for my own ambition…”
“You just didn’t have the courage to make the right decision,” Odin replied indifferently. The iron giant looked up and reflected constant beams of light from the vault of heaven. It was as if countless stars had finally broken free and had gathered together to form stellar streams. They rained down towards the earth and flew in the direction of the debris of the Golden Palace.
The shimmering streams of light rose and fell, one after another, as they cast beautiful and exquisite trails of light across the night sky. Each trail of light was embedded with power that would leave anyone dumbfounded. With burning will running within, they were powerful and awe-inspiring.
This was not a miracle; this was God’s punishment! It was as if God was raining furious blasts of lighting and fire down on mankind.
“Has the Sacred City woken up all the Holy Spirits?” Odin nodded and looked at Ye Qingxuan. “Looks like I cannot afford to drag any further here. I must settle this as soon as possible.”
“What a coincidence.” Ye Qingxuan smiled and flicked the New Testament sword at his knee. “Great minds think alike.”
744 I’ll Give You All of I
Both of them decided at the same time to solve the problem as quickly as possible.
As far as the old musician who had already contaminated Odin was concerned, since the Sacred City was already prepared to pay any price, get anyone who had dealt with Hyakume in the past and line them up, awaken all the holy spirits, and turn out in full strength to fight, they would have no problem completely destroying him after they were finished with Charles.
As far as Ye Qingxuan was concerned, he couldn’t let Charles fight alone.
As Ye Qingxuan slashed out with the New Testament Sword, the catastrophe level essence that was invested in the steel burst forth. In a flash, music theory evolved, collided with each other, and a qualitative change of aether that was no different from Abraham occurred. The Music Theory of Reform that looked like electricity intertwined into the glow of the Day of God’s Fury.
With the New Testament as the framework and the Music Theory of Reform as the blade, the piercingly cold blade of the Day of God’s Fury was formed. Under the flow of music theory, it became layers upon layers of alchemy arrays.
Action, creation, formation, and outflow… The four important fields overlapped and were linked together.
The path of godly ascension reappeared!
The huge alchemy array that Hermes had once made for Arthur was included by Ye Qingxuan in the blade. With the surging of the Music Theory of Reform, it awakened layer by layer, even pulling upon the sea of aether within Vanaheim to form an illusion of a tower that reached into the sky.
In a flash, it seemed that Ye Qingxuan was integrated into Vanaheim by the arrays of the Day of God’s Fury.
Under these arrays, it was easy to operate one’s will between heaven and earth without any resistance or rejection. In essence, there was no difference between what the old musician wanted to do and what Arthur wanted to do. They both wanted to transform and control the world through the power of a catastrophe. But one of them wanted to do this for Asgard, and the other for himself.
Since the essence was the same, the methods would be just as useful!
The New Testament was an artifact that had been created by the Staff of Fate and the Staff of Messiah. There were few artifacts in the world that could compare to it.
The shards of the gun of fate, the remains of the Lance of the Dragonslayer, Staff of Fate that had come from the Originator, and the savior’s Staff of Messiah.
Each of these was crystallized miracles for carrying out the will of God, and the divinity contained within them was enough to make an artifact like the New Testament that could innovate the heavens, the earth and everything in them.
At this moment, after the combination of the path of godly ascensions arrays, it was further strengthened. It easily interfered with Vanaheim’s field.
It was the same creation. Why could one create it but another couldn’t?
Ever since Ye Qingxuan’s debut, he had always been good at turning small things into much bigger things. Now, facing the creation furnace that Odin had evolved, Ye Qingxuan was not foolish enough to take on all of Asgard by himself. That would be called the utmost stupidity.
At that moment, the supreme element, void, finally condensed on Odin’s crown of light. Here, the long preparations were finally completed, and the powerful song of the creation of all things played!
The first thing that appeared was a thick fog. The mist that evolved from Chaos suffused the void. There was no sky, and there was no earth. Next, a deep chasm emerged from the eternal fog.
It was born from nothing.
Then, in the northern part of the chasm, the sound of rushing torrents rang out, and bone-chillingly cold sea water roared. Vast aether faults emerged in the boundless sea. Music theory intertwined as a star-like element was integrated into Odin’s crown, outlining the true name of this vast territory.
Niflheim.
The Kingdom of Ice in the mists.
Then, in the south part of the chasm, crimson lava spewed forth and flames burst into the sky, burning the chaotic fog. A turbulent stream formed in the realm of aether, and it transformed into an inaccessible area of destruction.
The second star-like element was integrated into Odin’s crown, and it was called Muspelheim.
This was the wasteland, the Kingdom of Fire.
As fire and ice collided, the creation of the original world began!
Facing the nearby Ye Qingxuan, Odin hid neither his plans nor his intentions, completely revealing all his ideas.
A giant outline emerged from the chaos. Even Ye Qingxuan was stunned by this magnificent embryonic form.
It was the Nine Great Worlds!
With Asgard as its apex, the World Tree as its main axis, it created seven more areas beneath Vanaheim. In the end, the nine worlds were linked together, forming an indestructible, great nation.
But it did not control everything like the Holy Cauldron did. It defended itself, and, digging inward, created a field outside of it that could even resist God’s commands.
If it could be completed, then it could indeed…
However, Ye Qingxuan did not intend to stay there forever and become fertilizer for the World Tree to sprout from.
Along with the collision of blazing fire and glaciers, empty spirituality sprung up from the collision of fire and ice. It drew in aether and took the form of a giant spirit. This was the first Holy Spirit of the Nine Great Worlds.
The New Testament Sword stretched out and slashed the neck of this Holy Spirit who had not even had time to open its eyes.
There was no sense of beauty to the action, it was unspeakably brutal.
It was like killing a chicken.
Without regard for his inferior swordsmanship, Ye Qingxuan turned the blade around and stabbed towards the earth.
You want to create a world? I’ll help!
In a flash, the arrays of the path of godly ascension spread out from the blade all over the ground
. They radiated out in all directions instantly. Under the impetus of the New Testament music theory began to operate, and countless charcoal fires appeared on the ground. The flames gathered, turning into a torrent and rushing into the Kingdom of Flame.
The balance of creation was instantly broken. Under the blazing fire that rose from the ground, steam rose up from the Kingdom of Ice. The glaciers boiled and the elements shrieked.
Using the path of godly ascension as a lever, Ye Qingxuan warped the balance of the Nine Great Worlds. The rising boiling river turned into a great rain that fell from the sky, turning the earth into a lifeless mire.
It was as if a demon had stolen the power of creation, ruining it.
A heavy wind blew from the sky, tearing at the boundaries between the heavens and the earth. Flames rose up, burning the mud into a desert. Gravel blew around in the wind. The storm swept across the lifeless world.
Compared to Odin’s divine power, Ye Qingxuan’s power was almost not worth mentioning. But using the power of the path of godly ascension and New Testament on the Nine Great Worlds was like continuously pouring rat poison into a pot of good soup.
It was always harder to create than to destroy.
Ye Qingxuan had always been the one to patch up the wall. He had never tried such wanton destruction before. At the moment he let go, he had turned the world into a strange hellscape where not even a blade of grass could grow.
The sky extended into the chasm. Lava flowed upon the earth, and an unceasing storm fell from the heavens, full of sulfurous poison that destroyed everything completely.
Ye Qingxuan had riddled the Nine Great Worlds with holes before they were even created.
The more he destroyed, the more wanton he became. In the beginning, Odin tried to stop him. When the signs of destruction became dimly visible, he could no longer stop the collapse of the Nine Great Worlds at the hands of Ye Qingxuan’s destruction.
When Ye Qingxuan had returned to God, he had taken all the power from Odin’s hands, and more and more power and divinity accumulated.
The power did not stop for even an instant. It constantly rushed into Ye Qingxuan’s body like a mighty flood, causing him to continuously expand, expand, and expand. It transformed him into a giant spirit that could hold up both the heavens and the earth.
But at this point, Ye Qingxuan discovered that he couldn’t stop.
Odin no longer hid his actions. It was like he was eager for his power to grow, and now, fortunately, he did not bother to keep up the pretense as he openly placed his power into Ye Qingxuan’s hands.
More and more, more and more, more and more…
Music theory seemed to boil within Ye Qingxuan, spirituality burst forth and then gathered into one place. Electricity sparked between them and collided, forming an old face within him.
At that moment, all of his power was crammed into his incarnation of the Holy Spirit!
The power disregarded his forcible containment as it boiled through his body, tangled around his Scepter, infested his movements, and pushed his power forward. The huge World Tree arrays slowly unfolded on his body and were inserted into his movement. Then, the silver array rushed into the New Testament Sword and electricity burst forth, forming the shadow of Gungnir.
It was not just Odin’s divinity and the World Tree’s array, even Gungnir was offered to him with both hands.
Odin had personally placed Ye Qingxuan on the throne of the supreme.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He could not understand at all what the old musician had been thinking before he died. Why would he let the catastrophe enter into such a strange situation?
But the uneasiness and the deep cold spread through his heart, making him struggle angrily. He wanted to abandon his newfound power. But it was too late.
Odin’s divinity had already been integrated into his Scepter. It had put down roots. The power had already been placed in his hands where it lingered.
“What are you doing?” Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded.
“Of course I’m letting you do what you do best.” Odin laughed softly. In Ye Qingxuan’s Scepter, he respectfully announced his final conviction.
“Go, set the foundations of the earth, hold up the tent of the sky, and set up the basis for the immortality of everything!” He had gained all of Asgard’s power out of thin air, but there was no gratification or happiness in Ye Qingxuan’s heart, but rather unprecedented bitterness and anger.
He’d been tricked.
He’d been duped by an old b*stard who was practically dead!
From the start, Ye Qingxuan had always been someone who played others, but now someone else had beat him at his own game. A great storm had come, and he had been rolled into the gutter outside his own door!
From the start, he had been caught in his rhythm and pace, and had been pulled in!
Maybe sending Mary away had even been part of his plan! No, this kind of old b*stard had more than ten plans in reserve.
If Mary was the one to leave, he would be the one that was left behind. If he was the one to leave, that would be great. Without him in the way, Leviathan would not have stood under Odin’s power.
Now Ye Qingxuan finally tasted the pain of his own “hindrance.”
Because Odin had never planned to prevent him from causing trouble, and could not wait for him to come and grab his power!
You want it?
I’ll give it to you!
I’ll give you all of it!
745 Sublimation
At the moment, Ye Qingxuan had gained unprecedented power and was more powerful than ever.
But while he gained strength, he was also restrained by Odin’s position and mission, becoming his scapegoat. No, the old musician was already destined to die, but at the moment, he was dragging Ye Qingxuan down with him.
At the moment, in Ye Qingxuan’s consciousness, countless voices sounded one after another, countless desires to create constantly surged, and countless elaborate ideas gushed out like spring water.
The obsessions blended into Odin’s divinity urged him, motivated him, and tugged at him, pressing him down on Odin’s throne, forcing him to complete the world in Odin’s stead like a puppet.
At the moment, Ye Qingxuan had replaced Odin, no, he had become Odin!
Such was the best way!
Nothing could be better!
How could the crazy idea of the nine worlds be completed by Odin alone?
But after adding the Net of Aether and Leviathan in, there would be no problem at all!
In terms of collating resources and making use of power, who in the whole world could compare to Ye Qingxuan, who had often created miracles by throwing a sprat to catch a mackerel? Such a thing could only be accomplished by him, and no one else.
Ye Qingxuan even suspected that from the very moment the old musician saw him appearing in Asgard, the old man had made up his mind to use Ye Qingxuan to complete all these.
The old musician subtly compelled Ye Qingxuan, guiding the latter through his understanding of the young man, letting Ye Qingxuan embark on the road that the old musician wanted the most, and making Ye Qingxuan stay!
Ye Qingxuan wouldn’t only stay for the night, but stay forever.
He would be completely combined with the nine worlds!
At the moment, Ye Qingxuan could hardly counter the divinity surging madly in his body anymore. His consciousness was rapidly becoming vague, assimilated by the great things in the divinity. His human emotions were cut off, making him view everything in the world from a supreme perspective.
The supreme power gathered in his hands, supreme joy surged in his heart.
Between the heavens and the earth, no more mystery or difficult problem could trouble him.
At the moment, he only had one mission and one thought left.
Go and create.
Go and lay the foundation of the earth and set the skies.
Go and play the merry song of creation!
The nine worlds shal
l emerge from my hands, and I shall complete the great, unprecedented feat.
I shall be integrated into the supreme domain and exist forever together with the nine worlds!
“Mortal beings like me are destined to die when we bite off more than we can chew and poke a finger into the power of God, but you are not the same, Hand of God.” The hoarse voice of the old musician rang out in his consciousness. “You are strong, far surpassing me. You are a hero capable of bringing about a whole new era. I will eventually die, but you…
“will be with Asgard from now on!”
…
What in the world was the best way to deal with one’s enemy?
It was to make one’s enemy one’s friends.
After being the first to break the taboo, Asgard was besieged by Anglo and the Caucasus overnight. Originally, it was no big deal. Asgard was rich and had plenty of assets. It could afford to drag the war out, and it was still hard to say who would be the winner in the end.
But who could have thought that, other than Ye Qingxuan, whose power defied all reason, the Caucasus had a trump card named the Son of God?
For Asgard, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Regardless of whether Charles or the Sacred City was to emerge victorious, it would be difficult for Asgard to remain intact. Under such a situation, not only must the old musician sacrifice the emperor, he had to sacrifice himself as well.
But what would happen after he left?
After losing its emperor and leader, which path could the entire Asgard take?
But at the very moment, a wonderful candidate appeared in front of the old musician.
Ye Qingxuan!
It would be difficult to reach a consensus about who the most powerful person in the mortal realm was. However, regarding who the most talented person was, there was probably only one answer, namely Ye Qingxuan, the Prince of Avalon and the Hand of God, who had stirred up a great storm, having single-handedly created the Net of Aether and laid the foundation for the fate of Anglo in the next century.
So things become a lot easier.