Chapter 1433, The Radiant Galaxy

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

[Does he really think he is the only one with a weapon!?] A cold, knowing smile flickered on Yu Zi Yu’s lips. Within his body, the blades he had nurtured for centuries finally surged toward the surface.

 

*Squilish…* A ripping sound, as if the reality itself was tearing apart, echoed. Even Yu Zi Yu’s formidable frame trembled slightly under the sheer pressure of the release.

 

In the next moment…

 

*Whooosh, whooosh, whooosh…* Sharp, distinct screams echoed through the starry expanse, as eight streaks of light slashed across the cosmos.

 

In their wake, jagged cracks formed in the fabric of space, spreading endlessly.

 

This was the Radiant Galaxy, Yu Zi Yu’s Natal Artifact.

 

What had once been a singular concept was now a set of eight flying blades, each one a Tier-7 Divine Artifact.

 

They were the fruit of centuries of silent nurturing.

 

Of course, those centuries included the time he had spent cultivating in another Spacetime Dimension under accelerated flow of time. Otherwise, just the time that had passed in the universe alone would never have reached such an extensive period.

 

The eight streaks of light carved countless rifts across millions of kilometers. Each streak was unique.

 

One was the Lifeharrow, the physical manifestation of the Dao of Sharpness. It carried a cutting edge so fierce that even Hegemons would feel a primal chill at its approach.

 

One was the Void Blade, a streak of haunting purple light born from the Void, inspiring an instinctive dread in any who laid eyes on it.

 

One was formed from the crystalline tears of a mermaid, resembling a single droplet, yet it was able to bypass the physical body and strike the very Soul, Soul Breaker.

 

…

 

Each blade embodied Yu Zi Yu’s essence, refined by the rarest heavenly treasures of the Demon Court until they had reached the apex of perfection, Tier-7 Divine Artifacts.

 

*Squilish, squilish…* As the sounds of space being ripped echoed, the eight streaks suddenly intertwined. They transformed into an eight-colored tornado of destruction, slamming head-on into the world-shattering arc.

 

*Booooom…* A cataclysmic explosion rocked the firmament.

 

Even the phantom of the Progenitor of Gods seemed to recoil, its ethereal form flickering in what looked like genuine disbelief.

 

However, Yu Zi Yu was not finished.

 

With a mere thought, he commanded the severed golden chains of the Willow Deity Art to surge toward his weapons.

 

“The Willow Deity Art… bound to my natal blades…”

 

The golden chains, which acted as extensions of his Will, wrapped themselves around the hilts of the eight flying blades, flaying across the cosmos.

 

It was a combination of his Divine Ability and Divine Artifact.

 

And as the Divine Chains were an extension of Yu Zi Yu’s Will, it allowed him to exert a level of control that bordered on the divine.

 

This idea had suddenly struck Yu Zi Yu.

 

And now, it proved to be right; the resonance was perfect.

 

Guided by the golden tethers, the eight blades struck from eight different cardinal directions, weaving a pattern of slaughter around the colossal phantom.

 

*Boooooom… Booooom… Booooom…* Thunderous detonations rang out in rapid succession, as Yu Zi Yu’s Radiant Galaxy and the Progenitor of Gods’ imprint engaged in a battle that defied the known laws of physics, a clash that spanned dozens of star systems under the horrified gazes of a thousand Races.

 

However, amidst the cosmic upheaval, the most jarring sight was Yu Zi Yu himself.

 

Cloaked in his golden imperial robes, he stood perfectly still. He did not move a muscle; he did not even look like a participant. He stood like a silent spectator at the edge of the world, watching a storm he had created.

 

Looking at that calm, regal figure, no one would have dared to imagine that this was the very entity micromanaging a battle of such terrifying scale. The Master of the eight-colored blades currently tearing the Heavens apart.

 

…

 

Time seemed to stretch thin, as though Yu Zi Yu was deliberately dragging the battle, tempering himself.

 

The Demon Emperor did not suppress the phantom at once, yet even the Tier-6 Overlords watching from the fringes could see the truth: no matter how powerful the Progenitor of Gods was, it was overwhelmed by the Demon Emperor.

 

*Squilish…* A crisp stabbing sound echoed through the Void. The tear-shaped flying blade suddenly punched through the phantom’s chest.

 

And before the echo could even fade…

 

*Boooooom…* A second blade, seemingly crafted from the starry expanse, buried itself in the phantom’s leading arm.

 

Then came the chains.

 

Golden chains of the Willow Deity Art surged forward, piercing through the path of the blade, and coiling around the terrifying phantom.

 

The flying blades were the needles, piercing the fabric of existence, while the divine chains were the thread, weaving a shroud of inescapable restraint.

 

Within the span of a few breaths, the once-majestic phantom was stitched into place by the golden chains, down to its every limb.

 

“I have a feeling…” Yu Zi Yu’s soft, dangerous murmur vibrated through the vacuum, as his eyes suddenly sharpened with a predatory light. “I can kill you.”

 

The air around him ignited.

 

*Boooom…*

 

The golden chains binding the phantom erupted with a sudden, violent suction.

 

Under the horrified gaze of the galaxy, the colossal phantom began to collapse inwardly, shrinking by the moment.

 

It was on the verge of disappearing.

 

Since it was the manifestation of energy, it must have its so-called Quintessence.

 

And now, Yu Zi Yu was forcibly stealing that Quintessence away.

 

“This is impossible!”

 

“Heavens… is the Demon Emperor… eating it?”

 

A chorus of disbelief rippled across the cosmos, as they witnessed streams of energy flowing along the golden tethers, and surging into Yu Zi Yu.

 

*Booooom…Booooom…Booooom…*

 

Sky-shaking rumbles erupted from Yu Zi Yu with the influx of energy. His long hair whipped wildly, despite the absence of wind. And his aura surged to a peak that made the very stars dim in his presence.

 

<Ding… You killed the Progenitors of Gods. Evolution points… Plundered Divine Ability, Genesist…>

 

As the system’s voice resonated in his mind, a thin, satisfied smile touched his lips.

 

However, there was no time for vanity.

 

The phantom manifestation was gone, but the ultimate obstacle remained.

 

Yu Zi Yu slowly raised his gaze.

 

Above him hung the Heaven’s Door, an indescribable, monolithic gate that seemed to support the weight of the entire Heaven.

 

“Now.” He said declared, his voice regaining its terrifying calm. He raised a single hand. “You may open for me.”

 

*Whoosh, whoosh…*

 

Five golden divine chains shot from his fingertips like striking cobras.

 

At the tip of each chain, a natal flying blade tore through the space.

 

The synergy between the Willow Deity Art and his blades had reached a state of seamless perfection. With a simple flick of his palm, the five blades merged into a five-colored torrent of destruction and shot toward Heaven’s Door, dragging a massive golden wake behind them

 

Compared to launching the blades alone, the blades guided by the Willow Deity Art were at least twice as powerful.

 

And even more terrifying was their endurance and explosive force.

 

Visible to the naked eye, streams of Spiritual Energy flowed endlessly along the golden chains into the flying blades, greatly amplifying their might.