Chapter 1282: Why Not!

Chapter 1282: Why Should I Hesitate!

The Divine Sovereign.

The supreme being within the Fourth Star Ring.

After a long silence, He finally emerged—slowly stepping forth from His celestial court.

The starry halo began to warp. Countless arcs of iridescent lightning materialized from nothingness, weaving themselves into a grand staircase that floated beneath His feet, awaiting His tread.

With each step He took, the firmament cracked like fragile porcelain, fissures spreading through space itself. Within those fractures flickered phantom scenes:

In some, all things reversed their growth—towering ancient trees shrank back into seeds; mature beings regressed into embryos.

In others, stars withered and died in bursts of brilliant incandescence, casting the void in a tangible, luminous sheen.

Each vision proclaimed His majesty.

And the entire Fourth Star Ring trembled under His presence.

Fragile lives exploded outright—their bodies blooming like lotuses, brains transforming into rainbows that arched toward the heavens.

Every temple resonated with earth-shattering hums, unable to withstand His divine essence. Instinctively, they began to transmute—turning translucent, gradually becoming ethereal substances shimmering with faint light.

Even the celestial tracks governing day and night solidified into crystalline forms.

Deep within the crevices of time, primordial creatures hidden at reality’s lowest strata curled their tentacles toward the direction of the divine court, trembling in absolute terror.

Even the Lords of Divinity bowed their noble heads toward the court.

All this was worship!

Now, every god watched.

Until at last, as the Supreme One descended step by step, His form—vast beyond comprehension, impossible for any mortal or deity to fully perceive—finally revealed itself amidst the stars.

That form was composed of three trillion overlapping silhouettes!

Its outermost layer was a nebulous outline streaming with stardust. Inward, collapsing specks of light coalesced into humanoid shadows—only to burst apart again into billions of stars just before taking shape.

Anyone who dared gaze directly upon His face saw only swirling nebulae collapsing endlessly inward, each fold concealing cycles of creation and annihilation.

Within swirled torrents of energy tearing through dimensional rifts.

Occasionally, stray glimmers escaped outward, scattering as stardust into countless mortal realms—becoming divine radiance stretching millions of miles across the heavens where the godly races dwelled.

Beneath this light, winds flowing over stars froze instantly; endless clouds transformed into obsidian glass edged with gold. Even the sacred artifacts borne by the gods wept dark-golden liquid—

Wailing in agony.

These relics, meant to be eternal and indestructible, now underwent reverse decay under the weight of His divinity.

This… was the Divine Sovereign!

And the voice echoing throughout the Star Ring—the divine decree—reshaped existence itself.

“The umbilical cord of divinity... the infinite terminus... has finally opened!

This path was indeed hidden deep within the Way of Gods…”

This sound did not merely echo in the ears of the gods—it thundered like bronze bells resonating within their very marrow!

For all language lost meaning the moment the decree descended.

What all beings—mortals, immortals, even gods—now received was not words, but an immediate rewriting of cosmic law branded directly onto the core of their souls.

Then… collapse began.

Because eight characters within it were ultimate taboos!

Yet none of these effects stemmed from deliberate intent on the part of the Divine Sovereign.

They were merely the faintest ripples of His arrival—the barest overflow of His presence, triggered simply by a single sentence spoken afterward.

Already, the entire Fourth Star Ring teetered on the brink of transformation into something utterly alien.

Whether True Gods or Divine Lords—even that coffin buried deep within the Forbidden Depths of Outer Space—fell utterly silent now,

Drifting amid vortexes of divine sigil-chains.

Yet from beginning to end, the Divine Sovereign’s attention remained fixed solely on the old man standing before Him—barefoot, clad in straw sandals.

“You undertook this journey without my interference,” the Sovereign said, His gaze settling upon the elder. “Now… will you obstruct me?”

The old man’s eyes grew distant as he sensed the open star-gate beyond the Primordial Motherworld.

Then… he shook his head.

The Sovereign fell silent. Raising His left hand,

He revealed not sun nor moon, nor chaos—but a "concept of existence" transcending physical form.

Countless eye-like rings of light flickered within His palm,

Each reflecting the rise and fall of entirely different civilizations.

This was His supreme divinity—an incomprehensible godhead inaccessible to any being of lesser rank!

Gazing into His own palm, the Sovereign slowly closed His fingers—and stepped forward.

With that step, His boundless form traversed infinity, appearing instantly outside the Primordial Motherworld.

There, He paid no heed to the world below. His eyes focused only on the open star-gate—and the gray realm beyond.

Without hesitation—for this was the one chance He had awaited across countless eons!

He strode straight through the gate!

To pursue… the Path of Divinity!

The instant His colossal form and terrifying rank entered the portal, it roared violently, straining under the pressure.

Even the Dao of Divinity within the Fourth Star Ring struggled desperately—

But to no avail. The gate… was already open!

In the next heartbeat, the Divine Sovereign forced His way inside, vanishing completely into the gray expanse, charging headlong toward the depths veiled in haze!

As for the star-gate itself, shattered by such violent intrusion, it fractured into pieces and collapsed outright.

Its destruction echoed together with the mournful cry of the Fourth Star Ring’s Divine Dao.

The Way of Divinity… declined!

Yet earlier, chains forged from the gate’s sigils had already stretched outward. Thus, though the gate crumbled and its inner chains disintegrated, one fragment still remained—plummeting toward the Primordial Motherworld.

It pierced through every layer of void instantly—not even the fortune of the Fifth Star Ring could stop it—as it tore open the sky above the Primordial Motherworld.

Like a world-devouring serpent, it shot downward—straight toward Young Lord Aurora!

This was unforeseen!

The oppressive aura emanating from that chain fragment caused the Primordial Motherworld itself to quake; the heavens shattered completely. Xu Qing and Immortal Lingfeng felt their minds explode in shock.

This power was neither divine authority… nor immortal dao.

That was a manifestation of a more ancient mystery, transcending the boundaries of cognition.

It was akin to a cataclysm.

The Young Lord of Aurora was plunged into peril.

"The Way of the Immortal prizes life, while the Way of the Divine prizes death. This is the perfect moment to borrow your strength to accelerate the stripping of my godhead!"

Amidst this fierce cataclysm, a look of resolve flashed in the eyes of the Young Lord of Aurora. Murmuring these words, he raised his right hand and thrust it directly into his own eyes.

With a violent wrench, he actually dragged the golden light from his eyes and snapped it within his palm!

Blood instantly gushed from his eye sockets like a torrent.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he used the dao-bones currently transforming within his body to search for and retrieve that which he was born with in his youth... the decree that truly belonged to him!

It was the Decree of the Mirror!

He then substituted his lost eyes with this most primal decree of his own.

Thus, in the very next instant, light reappeared within his eyes!

His eyes were revived!

The pupils of these eyes contained mirrors, reflecting within them the river of destiny spanning the firmament and all eight directions, wherever his gaze fell.

It was as though it were rising within his own being!

Causing the river of destiny to thoroughly flood into his body.

Amidst the roaring reverberations, the power of destiny interwoven from within and without, layering upon itself!

This caused an earth-shattering might to erupt from the Young Lord of Aurora, completely blending with the destiny of the Fifth Star Ring. At the moment they became indistinguishable from one another, his voice echoed out.

"Xu Qing, I shall give you a gift. Do you dare to accept it!"

Hearing this, a strange light flickered in Xu Qing's eyes.

In his heart, he had already guessed what gift the Young Lord of Aurora spoke of!

There was only one gift that, after the Young Lord of Aurora converted from a god to an immortal, his own body could not be tainted by!

That was... the Divine Authority of Fate, which the Young Lord of Aurora had plundered from the Divine Revered One of this Fourth Star Ring during the process of becoming a divine lord!

And the reason why Xu Qing could guess it to some extent was because he knew the meaning behind why he had been sent here by the Immortal Revered One!

Consequently, his mind shook violently, his breathing instantly turned rapid, and he uttered a voice of resolve.

"Of course I dare to accept it!"

The karma of the Upper Desolation was something others did not dare to contain, but between Xu Qing himself and the Upper Desolation, an profoundly deep karma had long existed.

His divine clone had been molded using the flesh and blood of the Upper Desolation.

Even though, regarding all of this, the former had been stolen and brought away by his Eldest Senior Brother, while the latter had been chosen for use by his Master amidst the unknown.

But since the facts were already as such, what would it matter to take the divine authority as well.

Thinking of this, a powerful light erupted in Xu Qing's eyes.

Up in the firmament, the Young Lord of Aurora burst into loud laughter upon hearing Xu Qing's reply.

He raised his right hand and grasped toward the sky. Instantly, the destiny of the Fifth Star Ring was channeled by his inner and outer self, condensing in his hand... transforming into a blade of destiny!

Then, utilizing the vibration of the dao-bones within his body as power, the interweaving of his divine lord and immortal lord echelons as capability, and the divine guidance from the Divine Scourge as traction, he swung the long blade of destiny toward the approaching runic iron chains...

And slashed down with a single stroke!

As this blade fell, cracks appeared across the entire fate line of the Fourth Star Ring, and the light and shadow of the future and the past interwoven into a crimson waterfall.

The Fifth Star Ring was similarly thrown into waves, and all living beings and myriad things resonated in unison.

Accompanying the long blade on its left and right, they clashed... into contact with the iron chains.

A sound like the splitting of heaven and earth exploded upon the primordial mother planet at this very instant, rippling through the sea of memory where it resided.

Whirling up monstrous waves.

The iron chains shuddered violently!

The Young Lord of Aurora likewise suffered a tremendous shock throughout his body and was thrown backward. It was as though ten million universes had exploded inside him; countless wounds were ripped open across his physical body, and divine blood transformed into scarlet ice crystals that danced wildly across the sky.

Every single shard of ice crystal reflected the projection of his previous transition from immortal to god.

And these ice crystals, under the collision between destiny and the iron chains, were rapidly melting.

Forming the chaotic water that reshaped the foundation of the immortal dao, it surged toward the Young Lord of Aurora.

The moment it poured into his Dantian, his original divine sea began to collapse and reorganize, and the godhead deposited at the bottom of the sea suddenly rose up, revealing countless silk threads connecting to the Young Lord of Aurora.

It was currently contending against this incoming external force!

Those silk threads were karma!

"It is still not enough!!"

The Young Lord of Aurora spat out blood mixed with gold and silver. Seeing that the silk threads refused to break, his expression turned ferocious.

At this moment, the pattern of the Yin-Yang twin fish also emerged within his pupils.

His left eye held the godhead enshrouded by karmic threads, undulating the breaking laws of the Fourth Star Ring.

His right eye was a newborn vortex of immortal essence, reflecting the living beings and myriad things of the Fifth Star Ring.

Leaping with his body, he charged once more toward the runic iron chains that were falling down anew!