Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Beginning of Heaven’s Collapse (Part Two)

Legend of the Divine Clan in the Primordial Era Sword Wasteland 2930 words 2026-03-04 21:54:57

The golden phantom of the Pantheon, supported by the sacred golden pillar of light from the temple, manifested upon the crystal wall layer above the primordial sky and beneath the chaos, radiating infinite divine brilliance that cascaded over the ancient land.

The vast and resplendent holy light, descending from above, east to west, north to south, split into five beams, sweeping across the primordial world.

The Eastern Wilderness was to be the first enshrouded by the divine golden light.

At the heart of the Eastern Wilderness stood the towering Mount Ten Thousand Lions, guarded by countless lions and emitting boundless golden radiance.

Above Mount Ten Thousand Lions hovered a cloud sea of fortune, spanning five million miles, shimmering with endless golden light.

“Ancestor Lion of Fortune, appear.”

Just as the sacred light was about to envelop the Eastern Wilderness, a majestic and domineering lion’s roar echoed from Mount Ten Thousand Lions.

Roar!

A colossal nine-headed golden lion, its central head’s golden eyes ablaze, draped in a mantle of dazzling gold, suddenly emerged from the sea of fortune belonging to the lion clan.

This immense golden lion, rising from the fortune sea, gazed disdainfully at the descending holy light and unleashed a roar of unrivaled dominance.

Boom!

A mighty golden beam erupted from Mount Ten Thousand Lions, splitting into countless rays that shot toward every corner of the Eastern Wilderness.

In an instant, the grand golden light from the mountain intertwined with golden rays across the region to form an unbreakable Ten Thousand Lions Barrier.

Upon the barrier, thousands of lions galloped, emitting endless golden radiance, forming an impregnable shield that tightly protected the Eastern Wilderness.

The divine golden light descended rapidly, charging at the Ten Thousand Lions Barrier with unstoppable force.

Boom!

Though powerful, the sacred light was diffused; facing the barrier forged from the strength of the entire Eastern Wilderness, it faltered and failed, unable to penetrate.

Failing to breach the barrier, the divine light redirected itself toward the azure Eastern Sea.

Like the lions, the dragons chose not to accept the holy light’s embrace.

Eastern Sea, Dragon Clan, Crystal Palace.

“Ancestor Dragon of Fortune, appear.”

A dignified dragon’s cry echoed from the Crystal Palace.

A majestic nine-clawed golden dragon, proud and awe-inspiring, soared from the sea of fortune, roaring thunderously.

Roar!

Following the ancestor’s cry, dragon roars resounded throughout the Eastern Sea.

Centering on the ancestral dragon, a formidable golden dragon barrier swiftly formed to shield the sea.

Prepared like the lions, the dragons repelled the divine light, sending it futilely toward the Unending Mountain.

The lion and dragon clans of the Eastern Wilderness stood strong, the holy light unable to enshroud the region.

Yet the Southern, Western, Northern, and Central Wildernesses did not all possess such formidable power to resist the holy light.

Southern Wilderness, Immortal Volcano.

A high-pitched phoenix cry rang out as the ancestral immortal phoenix, ablaze in undying sacred fire, spread its immense fiery wings and soared from the sea of fortune. It breathed forth endless flames, forging a barrier of fire to block the sacred light’s intrusion.

The divine light again failed, shifting its focus toward the Titan Clan.

The phoenixes command most of the Southern Wilderness, strong enough to resist the sacred light.

But the Titan Clan, dwelling among the Hundred Thousand Mountains, might not withstand the invasion.

In terms of fortune clouds, the phoenixes’ domain spans over five million miles, whereas the Titan Clan’s covers only three million.

Roar!

An angry roar erupted from the Titan Clan’s sea of fortune as the ancestral beast, the Heaven-and-Earth Titan, gradually appeared.

Titans are divided into five types: Earth Titans, Starbreaker Titans, Landsplitter Titans, Skyholder Titans, and Heaven-and-Earth Titans—corresponding to demigods, true gods, lord gods, god kings, and god sovereigns.

A Heaven-and-Earth Titan, nine thousand feet tall, its body bursting with explosive muscle and radiating the light of the earth, stood mightily.

Roar!

With eyes wide, the titan glared at the sacred light, raised its right foot, and stomped the void.

The void could not endure the titan’s divine power and fissures of black space appeared.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains, responding to the titan’s command, surged with boundless earth energy, forming a barrier above the titan.

Boom!

The divine light gathered its strength into a massive pillar, striking directly against the Titan Clan’s earth barrier.

Crash!

The yellow earth barrier shattered into fragments, dispersing into the world.

The divine light, overwhelming and unstoppable, pierced through, colliding with the Heaven-and-Earth Titan.

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Spurt!

Within the Titan Palace, the titan sitting alone upon a ten-foot throne suddenly opened his eyes and spat out golden divine blood.

“The Titan Clan is still too weak compared to the dragon and phoenix. It seems we must tread that path.”

He gazed coldly at the shattered Heaven-and-Earth Titan, speaking with resignation.

Having obliterated all obstacles, the sacred light transformed from a mighty pillar into countless golden specks, showering the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The mountains became enveloped in divine golden light.

Creatures dwelling there shuddered upon contact; their minds resounded with grand divine music, and they involuntarily fell to their knees, gazing at the phantom Pantheon above and praising the gods.

“Praise the gods, who bring all things into the world.”

“Praise the gods, whose power is as vast as the sky and as profound as the earth…”

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The Sea Priest of the Titans watched, dumbfounded and incredulous, as the earth titans worshipped the Pantheon, muttering, “What terrifying holy light, to turn our warriors into disciples of the gods.”

Within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, every creature below true god, upon being bathed in the sacred light, became a worshipper of the gods.

Northern Wilderness.

The divine light easily enveloped the entire Northern Wilderness, spreading the glory of the gods across the land.

Though vast, the Northern Wilderness was fragmented and unable to withstand the invasion.

Western Wilderness.

As the holy light reached the skies above the Western Wilderness, an immense blood cloud condensed into a monstrous beast that swallowed all the sacred light in a single gulp.

Southfall of the Pantheon sensed the devouring of the sacred light, frowned slightly, opened his golden eyes toward the West, and spoke coldly, “The beast clan is truly terrifying!”

Except for the Western Wilderness, where the beast clan consumed the sacred light, the other three regions either received the light or resisted it. All attention now converged upon the Central Wilderness, heart of the primordial world.

A beam of sacred light hovered above Central Wilderness, controlled by Southfall, suspended in the heavens like a sword poised to strike.

Southfall refrained from unleashing his light, waiting for the others to converge, intending to merge all five beams and cast them upon Central Wilderness in a thunderous assault, denying its three great powers any chance to resist.

His strategy was obvious; how could the three great powers of Central Wilderness not see through it?

“Southfall underestimates us. To think he could conquer Central Wilderness so easily—pure fantasy.”

The Grand Elder of the Kirin Clan looked at the suspended sacred light above, mocking in his heart.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three beams from Eastern Sea, Southern Wilderness, and Northern Wilderness merged with the sacred light above Central Wilderness.

The light grew brighter and more majestic, forming an imposing pillar.

Boom!

The sacred light, like a golden thunderbolt, tore through space and surged toward Kirin Cliff.

Facing the three powers, Southfall decided to strike the leader first, subduing each in turn.

As the sacred light approached Kirin Cliff, the cliff remained still, showing no sign of mobilizing the clan’s fortune.

When the light was less than a hundred thousand miles away, Kirin Cliff suddenly emanated an immense, boundless, indescribable imperial pressure.

With the release of this imperial pressure, the sacred light dissolved swiftly, like snow in spring.

“Unending Mountain... the aura of Pangu!”

Southfall watched the dissolving light, sensing the familiar yet foreign aura, rendered speechless.

Facing what seemed to be the pressure of Pangu unleashed by the three powers, Southfall was helpless.

Finally, he could only withdraw what remained of the sacred light, half of it already dissolved.