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643: Deep Space

The temple, or rather, the Legacy within the temple, was completely unresponsive to Yang Dian's arrival and threat.

It was as if they were certain he wouldn't attack, or even if he did, he couldn't possibly harm them.

“Unafraid?”

Muttering, Yang Dian crushed the nine-colored light in his palm.

“Clang~”

A continuous sound, like countless sharp swords being drawn, echoed as the nine-colored light transformed into runic chains, crisscrossing this space, which was either underground, on the surface, or even in an alternate dimension.

The Dimension Butterfly flew out from Yang Dian's brow, its wings gently fanning, creating a spherical shield to isolate the space and prevent energy from overflowing and shattering the ground.

Dudu, in its slumber, seemed to sense that Yang Dian was going all out, and instinctively raised its tentacles, scattering a shower of starlight that merged into the rule chains.

“Dudu’s newly acquired ability, is it an enhancement?”

Dudu’s enhancement was somewhat insignificant to Yang Dian.

After the starlight merged into the rule chains, it only increased their strength by about one percent.

Indeed, it was little for Yang Dian.

But what was Yang Dian’s current strength?

Star Shatterer level!

This one percent increase in strength could completely obliterate countless Star Dome Realm powerhouses, and countless surface civilizations without Star Remains Realm powerhouses guarding them.

“You little thing, I wonder when you’ll wake up.”

Muttering, the Cold Silkworm, attached to Yang Dian’s hair — or rather, Dudu’s tentacles — also detached from its Fusion state:

“Woohoo~ Fighting? I’ll help too!”

The little thing was about to pounce on the azure rule chain when a gust of wind, stirred up by the chain, blew onto it.

“Oh no, I’m flying.”

Reaching out to catch the Cold Silkworm, Yang Dian somewhat speechlessly pinched its bouncy body:

“Don’t make things worse.”

As his voice fell, the rule chains filling the space coiled high above, finally condensing into a Chaos-colored, nine-clawed Dragon Claw, which pressed down towards the temple as if without a trace of worldly dust.

“Chh~”

With a sound like a blade cutting through foam, the temple, built of unknown giant stones, was crushed to pieces by the Dragon Claw like a block of tofu.

Seeing that the ‘God King’ the girl spoke of still showed no sign of resistance, Yang Dian’s thoughts shifted, and the nine-clawed Dragon Claw transformed from a palm into a fist, smashing fiercely down towards the center of the temple.

“Dong~”

The world seemed to halt for an instant.

An instant later, the world reversed, and heaven and earth became Chaos.

The sun and moon, hanging in the ‘sky,’ swayed and revealed their true forms.

The sun was a golden-red transparent gem, and the moon was blue-white.

‘So this isn’t the surface.’

As that thought settled, a wave of Qi, carrying a sky full of dust, swept towards the cave wall, and after being blocked by the wall, it roared and rolled back.

Hmm, the roaring sound didn't seem to be from the Qi wave rolling back.

Looking at the shattered temple ahead, and the ground that was breaking, rolling back, churning, and undulating like ocean waves as far as the eye could see, the girl standing beside Yang Dian instinctively trembled.

“Is this power that humans can possess?”

A dry, almost squeezed-out voice came from the girl’s mouth.

Just as she was pondering whether she counted as a ‘God,’ the girl felt a chill wrap around her ankle.

Her hairs stood on end as she lowered her head, and the sight that met her eyes made her shriek.

“Ah~~~”

Yang Dian, who also noticed the purple vines finally stirring, couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile.

“As expected of the epitome of reproduction.”

“Even like this, it instinctively wants to take a female with it before escaping?”

As his voice fell, the Qi and blood in Yang Dian’s palm had already transformed into a long blade, severing the purple vines.

“Clang~”

The moment the vines broke, the world seemed to go into slow motion.

The rolling dust hung still in the air, crumbling rocks slowly drifted across the line of sight, and mud waves, hundreds of meters high, as if to turn the entire cave into Chaos, slowly sank and gradually subsided.

It felt like a long time, yet also just an instant.

In any case, under the extremely jarring sensation, the sky full of dust suddenly vanished, the surging ground returned to calm, and the two giant gems in the sky once again emitted light, transforming into the sun and moon, illuminating the world.

If not for the vanished temple, and the thirty-six Titan God statues on the temple ruins, the girl would have thought she had just experienced an illusion.

On the other side, looking at the only standing statue, the Zeus God statue holding the lightning symbol, and the female God statue prostrate beside the Zeus God statue, perfectly showcasing the advantages of the female body, Yang Dian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

“So Greek mythology is indeed Zeus’s harem?”

No sooner had his muttering ceased than a low growl suddenly came from above the temple ruins.

Countless purple vines even emerged from Zeus’s eye, which was covered by an eye patch.

These purple vines either drilled into the God statues’ bodies, or deeply into the ground, or twisted and plunged into space.

A pale purple mist, with the Zeus God statue as its core, gradually spread towards Yang Dian.

Strands of golden-yellow lightning appeared in the mist, faintly bringing a sense of threat to Yang Dian.

It was like an ordinary person seeing sharp objects.

They knew that as long as they were careful, those sharp objects couldn't possibly harm them.

But they also knew that if they were careless, those things could still stab them.

“I underestimated the figures in ancient mythology.”

Muttering, the blood-red Qi and blood, empowered by Battle Intent, turned crimson-gold.

Rings of magnetic field ripples materialized, sweeping across the world.

The girl standing beside Yang Dian instinctively reached out to touch her raised long hair, and swallowed hard as she watched the stones on the ground clatter, then float up and fly around Yang Dian.

“I won’t be killed by the residual power of the battle, will I?”

Thinking this, she looked again at the vine that, even though Yang Dian had cut it off with a blade, was still tightly wrapped around her ankle.

Compared to death, she felt that the tragic things she had experienced before were nothing.

If she were truly that chaste, she would have hanged herself on a crooked neck tree after that incident.

‘Being turned into blood foam by residual power, no… ’

While fearing her own fate, the girl felt a powerful pressure directly bear down on her, causing her to fly backward uncontrollably and embed herself in the cave wall.

Opening her eyes in a daze, she only saw a golden Qi explosion rising from the temple ruins, that is, from the direction of the God statues.

Great sound is silence, great image is shapeless.

An instant later, the girl only felt her entire vision consumed by golden light.

Within the light, there were also fragmented characters, as if containing endless mysteries, that flashed by in an instant.

As for sound?

The world had never been so quiet.

So quiet that she seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

Reaching out to her ear with some difficulty, a sticky sensation welled up in her heart.

Looking down at the golden-red blood in her palm, which had turned that color after receiving Athena’s Legacy, and feeling the slight stinging sensation from within her ear canal.

The girl suddenly realized.

“Oh~”

“I’m deaf.”

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