Chapter 980 - 340: Destiny

The end.

Beside the dilapidated garden fountain of Deep Blue City, Lin Jingxuan, who had just reopened his eyes, let out a breath of turbid air.

When he exiled the Primordial True Insect [Extinction], he left a teleportation mark on it.

Just now, the teleportation mark completely disappeared.

This could only mean one thing.

The Primordial True Insect [Extinction] has been eliminated.

"If you had joined forces with me, perhaps winning this war would have been much easier."

Lin Jingxuan couldn’t help but sigh.

Then he slightly raised his hand, and the statue of Yi Fan, which had been moved, returned to its original position.

The collapsed statue of Li Shutong was also restored.

The statue of Yi Fan kneeled before the statue of Li Shutong, motionless.

"Now, that’s much more pleasing to the eye."

Looking at this scene, Lin Jingxuan remarked to himself, his tone slightly relaxed.

With the Primordial True Insect [Extinction] resolved, the greatest crisis was averted; the remaining Primordial Insect Race rampaging on Blue Star would only be a matter of time to eliminate.

At that moment, a strong light burst out in the overcast sky.

Under the glow of that light, the Primordial Insect Race seemed to completely evaporate and dissolve.

In a matter of breaths, the Primordial Insect Race occupying the sky was swept away.

The sky cleared up.

The Human Race Saints, along with the figure of Han Zhan, appeared on the horizon.

Seeing this, Lin Jingxuan’s heart completely relaxed.

He knew, this time, victory was truly theirs.

Thinking of this, he let go of the breath he had been holding, collapsing tiredly onto the ground.

Finally, a good night’s sleep could be had.

...

Antique Artifact, [Battle of the Gods]

After Han Zhan struck with that sword, the outcome was decided.

At the moment the result was announced, all Creator Gods on the side of Yao Black, oh, at this moment, only the World Tree was left without battle strength.

Behind him, a black vortex suddenly appeared, completely swallowing him.

The rule of the Battle of the Gods stated that the losing side would face punishment and be devoured by the River of Eternal Darkness.

Even Creator Gods cannot escape from the River of Eternal Darkness.

"It’s over," Fu Xi Saint remarked, looking at the scene before him.

Though Saints cultivate themselves to not be swayed by joy or sorrow, the happiness in their words was undeniable.

"What, not happy?"

The Yellow Emperor looked at Han Zhan as he walked out from the Teleportation Gate, his demeanor not as relieved as one might expect.

Han Zhan shook his head.

"Perhaps I’m overthinking it."

"However, that final sword strike did not succeed in killing the World Tree."

Now at the pinnacle of Creator Gods, Han Zhan’s judgment could not be wrong.

It was that mysterious Profound Pattern that actually blocked his full-force sword strike.

Though the Human Race ultimately won, this matter felt like a thorn, left unresolved.

"No matter, even if the World Tree has a contingency plan unexploited, it has no chance, ease your mind," said Nuwa Saint in consolation.

"Indeed, even we Saints could only hide away and avoid confrontation if we encounter the River of Eternal Darkness."

"With the World Tree devoured by the River, it has no chance at a comeback."

Listening to the words of the Saints, Han Zhan glanced over opposite him.

On Yao Black’s grandstand, only a solitary Bronze Long Table remained.

He nodded slightly, "I hope so."

Han Zhan, along with several Saints, returned to see Blue Star ravaged by the insect disaster.

They wasted no time and immediately took action.

At Creator God-level, eliminating these Primordial Insect Races was as simple as drinking water.

In the blink of an eye, the rampaging insect races vanished, and Blue Star’s world returned to clarity.

Those who were still battling against the Primordial Insect Race were suddenly confused at their disappearance.

Then, they realized, the insect race had been eliminated.

They won.

Humanity won!

Blue Star won!

The direct combat against the Primordial Insect Race lasted only over an hour, yet it felt like an eternity.

Finally, it was all over.

Han Zhan’s figure appeared in Deep Blue.

Now having Creator God-level powers, he could go anywhere with just a thought.

Life Spiritual Power was injected into Lin Jingxuan’s body, and his condition quickly recovered.

Lin Jingxuan stood up from the ground, looked at his younger fellow disciple, whose aura was increasingly extraordinary, and nodded.

Then he glanced behind Han Zhan, his eyes darkening imperceptibly.

"They didn’t return."

Han Zhan noticed the change in Lin Jingxuan’s expression, and after a moment of silence, he spoke.

Lin Jingxuan nodded.

"I understand, sacrifice is inevitable."

"When we decided to fight for humanity’s future, we were all prepared."

In the battle against Yao Black,

many familiar faces left them.

Even more, strangers unknown to them.

They stood up for humanity.

They are all heroes.

At this point, both Han Zhan and Lin Jingxuan turned their heads, looking at the gates of Deep Blue City’s memorial cemetery, next to the collapsed fountain.

The memorial cemetery, it’s time to expand it.

For,

heroes cannot remain unnamed.

...

In the Endless Star Sea,

after the [Battle of the Gods] Antique Artifact disappeared, the Bronze Long Table was immediately controlled by Han Zhan, and together with other Human Race Saints, they sealed it in the Star Sea.

Due to the Radiant Black Creator God’s aura contaminating it, the Bronze Long Table inherently bore intense pollution.

If it were to come too close to Blue Star, it might contaminate the entire planet.

To avoid this risk, Han Zhan decided to leave it in the Star Sea until matters on Blue Star were fully resolved, and then deal with it.

But at this moment, a figure transitioned from distorted and blurry to clear, finally materializing.

With a casual wave of his hand, the seal representing Han Zhan and the Human Race Saints was instantly undone.

Step by step, he walked to the head of the Bronze Long Table and sat down.

Like a monarch returning from the abyss.

Quietly watching the blue planet directly ahead in the Star Sea.

"Fate cannot be altered."

The moment the seal on the Bronze Long Table was broken, Han Zhan and the Saints on Blue Star’s faces suddenly changed dramatically.

As they prepared to return,

Han Zhan suddenly halted.

He looked down at his chest, and the next second, a deep black river flowed out from within him.

The River of Eternal Darkness!

For some unknown reason, the River of Eternal Darkness broke through the seal of the billion-star array, emerging successfully from Han Zhan’s Creator God physique.

Seeing this, Han Zhan could no longer concern himself with the Bronze Long Table issue.

He waved his hand, and the Demon Refining Pot appeared in the sky, instantly magnified countless times.

The mouth of the pot faced downward, absorbing all the surviving people of Blue Star into it.

These were all Han Zhan had time to do,

before he saw, the River of Eternal Darkness penetrating through the Blue Star from surface to core.

In his ears, a voice simultaneously echoed:

"Fate cannot be altered."