74: The God of War kowtows, the final reckoning

Dead silence.

Absolute dead silence.

Whether it was inside the perilous War Emperor's Mausoleum, or the billions of global viewers watching through the "Heavenly Eye" System, at this moment, everyone's thoughts, words, and even breathing seemed to be completely drained and frozen by that terrifying sword light, a Fusion of pangu and stars.

Time seemed to freeze for three seconds.

After three seconds.

Boom—!

The global network world exploded as if a hundred million tons of nuclear bombs had been detonated!

"He... he really did it?! An Peak A-rank, 正面擊潰了一個被污染的SSS 級武神遺骸？！" (An Peak A-rank, directly defeated a contaminated SSS-Class Martial God remains?!)

"This isn't just defeating! This is a Divine Ability! It's an overwhelming victory! Did you see the black contamination on that Martial God remains? It's receding like a tide! What is that golden light?!"

"My God! What power is that? Pangu Body... Is this the true power of the legendary SSS-Class Mythical Gene? This isn't science! This isn't martial arts!"

"Shut up, upstairs! From the moment the 'number zero heir' was born, both science and martial arts need to be redefined!"

Dragon Family Headquarters Base. On the rostrum.

All the S-Class Peak powerhouses, those super big figures who could make a continental plate tremble with a stomp of their foot, all sprang from their seats at this moment! Their faces were filled with awe that overturned their lifelong understanding and uncontrollable ecstasy!

"He rewrote history!" The Clan Chief of the Rothschild Family, the old man who controlled the global economic lifeline and had seen countless changes, his voice trembled slightly with extreme excitement, and the scepter in his hand was almost unsteady.

"No..." Long Zhanye looked at the tall figure in the light screen, like a Heavenly God, his eyes filled with unprecedented pride and shock. He spoke each word distinctly, as if proclaiming a truth, "He is not rewriting history. He is ushering in a... new era that belongs only to him!"

...Inside the War Emperor's Mausoleum.

Lin Tian was deaf to the mountain-shaking clamor from the outside world.

He maintained the expansion of his "Divine Might Domain."

The golden energy, a Fusion of the Pangu Body's boundless vitality and the Heart of God's pure and sacred purifying power, was like the first ray of light at the dawn of the Universe. It materialized into a Domain, completely enveloping the roaring Martial God remains.

Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle... The black "meme contamination" emitted an ear-piercing wail, like filth being doused with concentrated sulfuric acid. They were no longer mere energy; they were more like living parasites from a higher dimension, being purified and stripped away inch by inch from the deepest part of the Martial God remains' gene chain.

The Martial God remains let out a deafening roar. In that sound, extreme pain and extreme relief were wildly intertwined, appearing incredibly contradictory and eerie. The madness and confusion in his eyes were receding at a visible speed, and a trace of Human Race clarity and rationality began to re-condense in the depths of those golden pupils.

Suddenly, an invisible yet incredibly vast Mental Energy fluctuation, transcending spatial barriers, precisely locked onto Lin Tian.

This was not an attack.

It was more like a... request for a conversation spanning eons.

Lin Tian's Heart of God instantly captured this fluctuation. With a thought, an invisible Mental Energy barrier enveloped him, isolating him from all physical and energy-level probes from the outside world.

An old, weary, yet infinitely majestic and grateful voice directly echoed deep within his Soul sea.

"Junior... thank you... for awakening me from ten thousand years of degradation and nightmare..."

It was the War Emperor!

That wisp of his own conscious Mental Energy imprint, suppressed by "meme contamination" deep within the Soul core!

Lin Tian's eyes narrowed, his Mental Energy highly concentrated. Without pleasantries, he responded directly to the point: "Senior, what exactly is this so-called 'meme contamination'?"

"meme... contamination..." The War Emperor's remnant Soul seemed to chew on this modern term, then let out a sigh filled with infinite sorrow, "That is 'entropy'... from 'beyond the Wall'... an ultimate disaster that feeds on the life and order of the Universe..."

His Mental Energy imprint was very weak, like a flickering candle in the wind, the information transmitted was intermittent, like a top-secret wartime communication with poor signal.

"Wall? Entropy disaster?" Lin Tian keenly grasped these two subversive keywords.

"Yes... Junior, the Universe you see is not the whole..." The War Emperor's remnant Soul seemed to be mobilizing his last strength. Some fragmented, infinitely terrifying images directly flooded Lin Tian's mind.

It was an indescribable, crystalline "barrier" spanning beyond the endless Universe.

And outside the "Wall," was an incomprehensible, higher-dimensional dark Void Realm. In the Void Realm, floated some unnamable, terrifying shadows that merely looking at them made Lin Tian's Divine Soul ache.

"Earth... no, our dimensional Universe... is like a pasture protected by a 'Wall'... and outside the 'Wall,' there exist higher-dimensional... 'reapers'..."

"They feed on the 'entropy increase' of the Universe... When a Universe's order moves towards chaos, and life moves towards its end, it is their harvest feast... And 'meme contamination' is the 'poison' they cast in advance to accelerate 'entropy increase'... an 'entropy poison' capable of contaminating all order from the genetic and Soul level!"

Boom!

In Lin Tian's mind, it was as if billions of supernovae exploded simultaneously!

An unprecedented, incredibly vast and desperate truth of the world view was brutally revealed!

It turned out that the so-called beast invasion, the so-called Martial Dao era, were nothing more than insignificant ripples in this "entropy disaster" that affected the entire Universe, and even crossed dimensional Universes!

"Senior, do you mean..." Lin Tian's voice for the first time carried a hint of solemnity.

"This War Emperor's Mausoleum... its true purpose is not Legacy... it is suppression..." The War Emperor's remnant Soul's voice was full of powerlessness and urgency, "It is to suppress a 'rift' to a higher-dimensional Universe... torn open by them... I was contaminated by the 'entropy poison' back then trying to seal it..."

"The rift... can't be held much longer... I can feel it... your genes... are very special... they are the 'mythical creator figure' sequence... that is the original 'order' guardian of our Universe... the only power that can resist 'entropy'..."

"You are... the only hope..."

"Protect Earth... no... protect this Universe... please..."

The Mental Energy communication ended abruptly here.

The War Emperor's remnant Soul's power was completely exhausted.

Outside, billions of global viewers could only see the towering Martial God remains, under the golden light, its black contamination completely dissipated, restoring its normal physique, like ancient bronze casting, filled with Divine Power radiance.

Then, to everyone's incomprehensible, jaw-dropping, and even self-doubting gazes.

That ancient Human Race Martial God, who only existed in myths and legends, slowly... knelt on one knee towards Lin Tian, this fourteen-year-old junior.

The alloy-cast ground emitted a dull thud.

Immediately after, he knelt on both knees.

Finally, his noble head, which once made all races submit, deeply, with utmost reverence, and with his last shred of will... kowtowed!

Bang!

An incredibly clear thud, transmitted through the on-site audio equipment, like the War Drum of a Heavenly God, clearly beat in the heart of every person in the world!

At this moment, time seemed to completely stand still.

Bai Feng, the Bai Feng who was just clamoring to "eat the keyboard live," was now pale, his pupils unfocused, trembling like a sieve, muttering unconsciously: "No... impossible... this is impossible..."

Long Qingtian, Adam, Qin Yubing... all the Prodigies present felt their worldview, values, and Martial Dao view completely crushed into dust by this kowtow, and then forcibly reshaped.

A Senior Martial God, performing such a grand kowtow ceremony to a Junior Prodigy?!

What did this represent?

Was it recognition? A entrustment? Or... some higher-level... transfer of kingship of civilization and hope?!

No one knew.

They only knew that from today onwards, the name Lin Tian would no longer be synonymous with a Genius.

He would become... a living, Myth!

After completing this final kowtow, the War Emperor's remnant Soul's phantom, with a relieved smile, completely transformed into countless specks of light, dissipating between Heaven and Earth. The Martial God remains also lost all its energy, becoming a pure, "Divine Shell" containing infinite energy, silently floating in the air.

Lin Tian retracted all the phenomena, the golden light receded, and Heaven and Earth returned to clarity.

He calmly looked at the immeasurably valuable "Divine Shell" floating in the air, then glanced at the "central server" not far away.

Finally, his gaze, like two sharpest ice swords, pierced through hundreds of meters and accurately landed on the figure who was already paralyzed on the ground, trembling with fear.

He walked over step by step, his footsteps echoing in the dead silent War Emperor's Mausoleum like the countdown of the God of Death.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly resonated in everyone's ears.

"Now, it's time to settle the score between us."