Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 160 - 15 The fall of the Sun

Chapter 160: Chapter 15 The fall of the Sun

“So that’s how it is.”

With a nod, the Divine King felt this journey was truly worthwhile.

Samsara determines the birth and death of all beings. The Creator no longer needs to manually bestow souls, as they now derive from Samsara itself. Before today, he had not known that such a place existed in the world, let alone the fact that it housed three Unknown True Gods.

“Hmm? What is this…”

Suddenly feeling the temperature around him rise slightly, Zeus snapped back to reality. Prior to stepping into the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, he had sensed a scorching breath.

It was a force similar to that of the God of Sun Helios, yet distinctly different.

“We’ve arrived.”

Stopping in his tracks, Laine looked down at the Well of Reincarnation, giving a slight indication.

Indeed, ‘below’. The predecessor to the Well of Reincarnation was roughly the size of a normal well of later ages, but after being embedded into the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, it could no longer be simply described as a ‘well’.

It’s less like a ‘well’ and more like an imposing wall when standing nearby; one could barely discern its curving arc.

Even if one flew up into the air, the interior of the well’s opening appeared more like a lake, even a sea.

Souls continuously drifted into it, yet they occupied only the periphery of this ‘well’. Clearly, even if the life on the continents increased a thousandfold, it would still not be enough to congest the cycle of Samsara.

However, for the Divine King at this moment, the vastness of this Divine Artifact’s body did not attract his attention in the slightest. At the end of his gaze, a golden light was bound by invisible chains, with misty serpents roaming above and below, encircling it on either side.

If it were a deity who had once witnessed the establishment of Law, they might recognize that this was indeed Chaos that had separated from the current worldly Order.

The golden light itself did not fear the dark mist; both were actually of the same existence, but the consciousness that led the golden light was different. Yes, Zeus could sense that the golden light possessed its own will; it was dodging and avoiding, but alas, all efforts were futile.

Under the chains transformed from the Spirit Realm’s Order, it had nowhere to flee, especially since its ‘consciousness’ now was more akin to instinctive reactions.

“Is this… a deity?!”

Uncertain, the Divine King closely observed the golden orb of light.

The power of the Sun, the lineage identical to Helios’s, the essence of strong Divine Power, coupled with the ‘question’ he had just raised; when all these were put together, there was no need to guess the identity of the golden orb anymore.

He was the Ancient Titan God Hyperion, the son of Heavenly Father and Mother Earth, the God of Sun whose whereabouts had been unknown, and of course, he was nothing now.

His Divine Body had been extinguished, leaving only parts of his Divinity related to his Godhood, manifesting in the form of Divine Authority of the Origin. However, compared to the Ancient Titan God himself, this symbol of the Sun’s Divine Authority was very stable despite its master having lost subjective consciousness and fallen into a coma-like state—the authority remained constant and undying.

The power of a Deity is irrevocable, severable by none but themselves or the world. Hence, although the Mist Serpent continually roamed around the golden light, it could do nothing to it essentially.

“Ancient God of Sun… It seems that after the previous cataclysm, he ultimately fell into your hands.”

Trying to appear nonchalant, Zeus had a myriad of thoughts. The great Sun suppressed by the previous Divine King, with its deity appearing in the Spirit Realm and suffering such a pitiful fate, held profound implications.

Add to that the time when the Divine King conquered the stars, with the master of the Spirit Realm seemingly intervening. For a moment, Zeus did not know what kind of secrets lay behind all of this.

“Are you warning me with the fate of this Ancient Titan God?”

“A warning? Wasn’t it you who just inquired about his whereabouts?”

Laine didn’t look back and retorted.

Zeus was somewhat at a loss for words, after all, it was indeed he who had mentioned this matter first. But he had not expected that the Titan God who had disappeared before would appear here in this manner.

Watching the collision between the golden light and the Mist Serpent once again, the changes before his eyes did not satisfy Laine. Around the Well of Reincarnation, the Godhood of the Sun was indeed affected, but only slightly.

As a result, even the power of Chaos could not find the slightest gap to merge with the other.

“I’ve said that I would give you a gift, Zeus, and I will not go back on my word. It’s just that right now, it needs to be dealt with, especially since you’ve come a bit too early.”

Speaking indifferently, Laine meticulously observed the golden light before him.

The outermost layer was the remaining divinity and consciousness of the God of Sun, within was the foundation of authority, the Origin of the Sun, and the rules of the current world firmly locked it up, manifesting in the form of ‘Godhood’.

Laine did not intend to break this layer of rules, and it would be difficult for him to do so. Tartarus took an entire era of the outside world to digest the Ancient Titan God Mnemosyne, and Hyperion was many times stronger compared to that goddess.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he had no intention to take anything away, even if he could summon the ‘Sun Eater’ to assist. On the contrary, he was thinking about putting something more into it.

“It seems the power dissipating around is of limited effect… Then let’s be more direct.”

As if no one else was present, he reached out and pointed, and from the clear and profound waters of the Well within the Divine Artifact, a strange essence was extracted.

It floated in mid-air, scattered, and finally merged with the Mist Serpent circling the golden light.

So, the next moment, the Mist Serpent that seemed to have undergone some change lunged forward and fell straight into the golden light. But this time, it was not met with violent resistance.

Some change occurred, and in the Divine King’s eyes, the golden light suddenly dimmed for a moment, and then the most central part ‘split’ open.

A bit of the golden ‘liquid’ flowed out, which was a small portion of the Sun’s Origin. It still refused any contact other than its master under the protection of the powers of the current world, but this time, it had lost the framework known as ‘Godhood’.

Or rather, it had not completely lost it, but it had ‘transformed’.

Taking a deep breath, Zeus looked at the sovereign in black before him and said with certainty:

“What have you done? Have you destroyed the structure of ‘Godhood’ bestowed by the world upon the Deity?”

“Yes, as you see,” replied Laine, nodding in affirmation.

“But this is a defiance of the world’s Law, no Deity can stand against the world because we are its offspring.”

Zeus was right. From the very first era, the divinely enlightened beings used ‘Your Highness’ as a form of address for each other. Whose Highness, naturally that of the world.

But just as God made man and man did not wish to be at the mercy of God, so Laine might be the first Deity to defy the world, but he certainly would not be the last.

Thus, with a smile on his face, Laine retorted:

“Defying the world… Perhaps it is so.”

“So, is that difficult?”