Myth Beyond Heaven

Recalling Yin Sikong's earlier appearance and Huang Yiming's fervent need for confirmation regarding the God of Death's involvement, Yun Lintian understood. Clearly, Huang Yiming held a stronger faith in the God of Death's benevolence than in his own master's words.

"Are you suggesting there's someone pulling the God of Mortals' strings?" Lin Yitong's eyes narrowed.

"It's unclear," Huang Yiming shook his head. "The accusation he used against the God of Death fit his personality, but I doubt he had the courage to act on his own. Perhaps he had sbacking... though that's just speculation."

"As for the other Primordial Gods, their fear of the God of Death might explain their acceptance of the accusation. Fear is a powerful tool, and the God of Death embodies that fear."

Yun Lintian furrowed his brow. The note left by Yun Tian stated the God of Mortals concealed the truth about the Creator's trace and blamed the God of Death. It also mentioned the Primordial Gods losing their rationality regarding the Creator. However, Huang Yiming offered a different perspective.

"Why is everyone afraid of the God of Death?" Qingqing's question, the first tshe showed interest beyond her stomach, broke the silence.

Huang Yiming smiled kindly. "We True Gods know all too well that the Primordial Gods' harmony was a facade. Beneath the surface, they harbored a deep distrust for one another. The God of Death, though undeniably kind, was also the strongest. Naturally, no one relishes the idea of someone being more powerful."

"This fear of his strength is what my master exploited, effectively turning the other gods against him."

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"Oh," Qingqing tilted her head, a finger tapping her chin. "So, everyone's a bad guy here?"

Huang Yiming chuckled. "Not entirely inaccurate. Everyone played a part in the destruction."

Zhang Yu frowned deeply. "While the God of Mortals seems like the main antagonist, there are many unanswered questions. What was his ultimate goal? What did he hope to achieve by eliminating the God of Death? Ironically, he died by the God of Death's hand instead, making his motives even more puzzling."

"That's precisely what you all need to uncover," Huang Yiming said gently. "Perhaps you can unravel the truth behind everything."

"Well, let's hold off on further discussion for now. There's no way to confirm it anyway," Yun Lintian interjected. "Now, I'm curious, Senior, who rescued your soul?"

Huang Yiming paused for a moment before speaking. "This individual is shrouded in mystery. I couldn't see through him… No one could."

"He appeared out of nowhere a long tago and warnedabout a major shift coming to the Primal Chaos. His message was cryptic, not a direct statement. Only after witnessing the emergence of the Great Law of Death did I understand his meaning."

He looked at Yun Lintian and added, "The moment you appeared, I knew you weren't from that era. The sheer number of beast god souls within you was the giveaway."

Yun Lintian instantly understood the point he'd previously overlooked. All the beast god souls in his body were bestowed upon him by the beast gods themselves, meaning they had to relinquish theirs. Yet, Yan Siqi and the others were demonstrably alive. Naturally, Huang Yiming could guess it from this.

"Furthermore," Huang Yiming continued, "your aura bears a resemblance to this individual. Coupled with your shared surname, I believe a certain connection exists between the two of you."

Yun Lintian raised an eyebrow. "It's possible he's my father. He was the one who directedhere."

While he believed this person to be his father, Yun Lintian harbored a strange feeling. Wouldn't this make his father someone from the Primordial Era?

"I see… No wonder," Huang Yiming seemed to have a realization. "At a critical juncture, he showed up and preserved remnants of my soul."

"What's his motive?" Lin Yitong furrowed her brow. She couldn't discern any benefit in saving Huang Yiming, considering he would soon fade away.

"Simple. He wantedto assist you in your progress," Huang Yiming explained, his gaze fixed on Yun Lintian.

"Help me?" Yun Lintian was puzzled. "There has to be more to it, right?"

"Indeed, but he wouldn't elaborate," Huang Yiming said gently.

"You don't feel any resentment?" Zhang Yu inquired curiously. "Clearly, he's using you for a minor task."

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"Why harbor resentment?" Huang Yiming smiled. "Besides, it wasn't without a price. I traded it for Li Shan's life."

"My lord…" Li Shan cried even harder upon hearing this. Huang Yiming could have used this opportunity for himself, yet he used it on a worthless person like him.

"Initially, I requested him to erase all your memories," Huang Yiming said to his butler with a kind smile, "but it seems he purposely left a sliver remaining. Now you understand the cost. You better live a meaningful life."

"I'll do my utmost, my lord," Li Shan replied with difficulty.

"So, he simply deposited you here and walked away?" Lin Yitong's voice was laced with doubt. The effort this mysterious figure exerted seemed disproportionate to the perceived outcome.

"Your skepticism is understandable," Huang Yiming replied gently. "After all, you haven't witnessed the true potential of Nine Firmament City."

As he spoke, a low rumble echoed from outside.

Lin Feng's group gathered near the tower's base and witnessed a sudden surge of energy erupting from its peak. It materialized as a tidal wave of pure divine energy, washing away the dust and wreckage that shrouded the city.

Cracks in the earth pulsed with emerald light, knitting themselves shut. Shattered jade fragments, liberated from the debris, danced in a mesmerizing ballet before seamlessly rejoining their original forms.

Pagodas, once reduced to rubble, rose majestically from the dust, their intricate carvings gleaming with renewed brilliance. Lush gardens bloomed from barren earth, exotic flowers unfurling petals the color of a sunrise. The air, once thick with decay, breathed anew, cleansed, and infused with the sweet fragrance of blossoming life.

Building by building, the city reformed. Structures solidified with each passing moment. Canals, choked with debris, overflowed with crystal-clear water, reflecting the vibrant cityscape reborn. As Nine Firmament City rose from its ashes, a collective gasp resonated through the heavens – a celestial chorus witnessing a feat that defied even the divine.

Once a desolate wasteland, Nine Firmament City stood magnificent again…

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