Chapter 117 The Creator Gods Join Forces to Apply Pressure, Trying to Limit Inter-Universal Actions

When the projections of the three Creator Gods appeared simultaneously above the Unscrupulous Business Center, Lin Ye was in the third-floor conference room fighting Fatty Wang for the last piece of fried chicken.

Ghost's monitoring panel suddenly turned completely red; three high-density energy sources appeared simultaneously at the same coordinate point above the city. Their energy signatures corresponded to the Creator-level existences from the three major planes: the Magic Era, Interstellar Warframe, and the Immortal Cultivation World.

He didn't even turn his head, only saying, "They're here, all three at once."

Lin Ye threw the chicken bone into the trash can, wiped his hands with a tissue, stood up, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

Three massive, translucent projections hovered in the night sky above the business center, each as tall as a dozen-story building.

The Magic Creator God was draped in a deep purple robe, with the primal light flow of the Shadow Plane streaming along its edges.

The Creator God of Interstellar sat perched in the bridge of a creation warship forged from star core steel, its silhouette obscuring half the starry sky.

The Cultivation God of Creation stood on a solid auspicious cloud, holding a whisk, with golden runes constantly circulating around his body.

None of the three spoke, but their gazes fell simultaneously upon Lin Ye.

Lin Ye pushed open the window and looked up at the three massive projections in the night sky, his tone as calm as if he were greeting Old Sun from the property management downstairs: "The three of you floating on the roof of my studio in the middle of the night—are you here to pay protection fees or to have tea?"

The Magic Creator God spoke first, his voice deep and resonant, every word carrying a magical echo: "Lin Ye, we do not wish to pursue the matter of you subduing the Shadow Demon Dragon, the Interstellar Behemoth, and Sword Venerable Qingming. We also do not wish to pursue the matter of you collecting protection fees across three planes. However, you must now stop the continued expansion of your cross-plane business. Release all World Bosses bound by your contracts and cease all protection fee collection activities. As compensation, we can provide you with any reasonable resources you personally require in a one-time offering. If you refuse, the three of us will join forces to carry out cross-plane erasure."

Su Qinghan stood behind Lin Ye, holding a tablet but not opening it.

She whispered: "The Guardian Alliance should have already detected the energy fluctuations of three Creator-level existences. Sister Chen hasn't called, which means she knows they cannot intervene in a standoff of this level for the time being."

Ghost was typing rapidly in the corner, synchronously analyzing the energy spectrums of the three Creator Gods.

The energy signatures of the three individuals had a partial overlapping area with the Chaos Core power waveform he had previously captured from Lin Ye's evolved black-gold domain.

He pushed the comparison results to Lin Ye's phone with a note attached: "Their power is not completely independent of Chaos energy. They might be using the pretext of applying pressure, but their real purpose isn't erasure; it's to probe the limits of your evolution."

Lin Ye glanced down at his phone screen, then turned it off and looked up again.

He took a step forward, standing at the edge of the window frame, and smiled at the three massive projections in the night sky: "Three Creator Gods, before you join forces to erase me, let's see how long your projections can last."

He raised his right hand and spread his five fingers, palm facing upward.

The black-gold Cross-Dimensional Perpetual Decay Domain unfurled from his palm.

There was no charging action, no chanting, and no wind-up; within a single breath, the edge of the domain expanded to the extent that it completely enveloped all three Creator God projections.

The shadow light flow on the Magic Creator God's robe seemed to have been doused with a bucket of invisible cold water, its flow speed instantly slowing by at least half.

A layer of fine energy ripples appeared on the outer armor of the Creator God of Interstellar's creation warship; these were the cyclic traces of the warship's automatically triggered defensive shield constantly flaking off and regenerating after being continuously eroded by the Decay Domain, with the regeneration speed clearly unable to keep up with the flaking speed.

The golden runes around the Cultivation God of Creation began to shatter piece by piece, like withered leaves swept away by the wind in autumn.

The Magic Creator God looked down at the decaying light flow on his robe and was silent for a long time.

When he spoke, the certainty in his voice had faded: "Your domain can affect Creator-level existences. In all the possibilities we deduced, the probability of this is only about zero point something percent."

Lin Ye slightly curled his right fingers, pushing the domain's intensity up another notch.

The Creator God of Interstellar's warship shield shattered completely once, and when it regenerated again, its color had clearly faded by a layer.

The tip of the Cultivation God of Creation's whisk began to show signs of fine light points dissipating.

Those dissipated golden light points were automatically absorbed by Lin Ye's black-gold domain, feeding back into his body along the energy circuit, causing the number on his energy cap panel in the background to jump up once more.

"Zero point something percent?" Lin Ye looked at the Magic Creator God, his tone unhurried, "Then have you deduced what I will do next?"

The three Creator Gods were silent for a moment.

The Cultivation God of Creation was the first to put away his whisk; he was the only one of the three who had never had any intention of attacking from the beginning to the end.

When he spoke, his voice was gentle but betrayed obvious exhaustion: "Lin Ye, we are not here to be your enemy. The Abyss Council's arrival channel has completed its final anchoring; the main body of the Lord of the Abyss could cross the inter-plane rift and descend into your reality at any moment. Its energy level spans three planes and approaches Creator-level. Even with the Cross-Dimensional Perpetual Decay Domain, you alone may not be able to completely suppress it in a head-on confrontation. And the three of us cannot directly intervene in the wars of other planes—the ancient agreement between Creator Gods forbids us from directly using force across planes; otherwise, it would trigger plane collapse."

Lin Ye did not retract the domain, nor did he continue to push the intensity higher.

He kept his right hand suspended in mid-air as it was and asked a very direct question: "Then what do you really want by coming here tonight?"

The Creator God of Interstellar leaned forward slightly; the bridge portholes of the creation warship reflected the light of the night sky.

Her voice was cold but very patient, sounding like someone accustomed to making long-term plans: "Before you evolved, our original plan was indeed to apply pressure. If you couldn't even withstand the projections of the three of us, then you couldn't possibly be a match for the Lord of the Abyss, and we would have found our own way after erasing you. But you just used your domain to suppress three Creator-level projections simultaneously, proving your evolution was a complete success and that the Chaos Core's master frequency resonance pushed you to a level beyond our expectations. So, our original plan is void. What we want to discuss with you now is cooperation—you retain the cross-plane protection fee business; we will not interfere, nor will we oppose you continuing to bind World Bosses. In exchange, you need to assist us in countering the Abyss Council's cross-dimensional full-scale invasion. The descent of the Lord of the Abyss will not only attack your Earth; it will launch a general offensive against all planes simultaneously. It is difficult for us to guard all plane gateways while fighting individually, but your domain can take effect synchronously across planes."

Lin Ye finally retracted the domain, pulled the window shut with one hand, turned around, sat in his chair, and picked up his teacup again.

Su Qinghan had already organized the main points of the three Creator Gods' conversation into a written summary, and Ghost had simultaneously confirmed that the key information in the Creator God of Interstellar's final statement was true—the Abyss Council's recent cross-plane communication volume had surged nearly threefold, and the arrival channel for the Lord of the Abyss was indeed no longer just anchoring, but was undergoing final-stage energy injection.

Lin Ye set his teacup on the table and made a crisp, decisive decision: "The agreement is simple—I won't touch your creation authority, and you don't interfere with my game-playing shenanigans. If the Abyss Council dares to come, I will put in the effort to fight them. After beating it into submission, all plane resources and territories occupied by the Abyss Council will be under my unified management. You retain your nominal Creator God titles, but the actual operational rights go to me. Do you sign or not?"

The three Creator Gods were silent for a long time.

The Cultivation God of Creation was the first to nod, and then the Creator God of Interstellar followed suit.

After sighing, the Magic Creator God finally nodded as well.

He materialized a magic contract from his projection and pushed it onto the table in front of Lin Ye; the end of the contract was already stamped with the three-party seals of himself, the Creator God of Interstellar, and the Cultivation God of Creation.

Lin Ye picked up a pen and added a clause on the side—the Cross-Dimensional Unscrupulous Group has the priority mining rights and exclusive protection fee pricing power for all liberated plane resources and territories—and then signed it.

The projections of the three Creator Gods slowly dissipated from the night sky.

Before leaving, the Magic Creator God left behind a purified version of a shadow crystal, its color deeper than any previous one, nearly approaching pure black.

The Creator God of Interstellar detached a section of star core steel master alloy from the creation warship; Su Qinghan weighed it in her hand and said its density was nearly half that of ordinary star core steel, yet its hardness was at least twice as high.

The Cultivation God of Creation did not leave anything physical, only leaving a sentence—Sword Venerable Qingming would be under his jurisdiction from now on, and the supply of spirit vein crystals would be provided on demand, with no further limits.

Lin Ye put the three materials into his backpack, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes, calculating another matter in his heart—business expansion after the Lord of the Abyss descended.

The Creator Gods of the three major planes had all signed the cooperation agreement, which meant the legitimacy issue of cross-plane protection fees was solved at the root.

If the Abyss Council really launched a large-scale invasion, the planes they occupied would be vacated after the war, all of which would be unclaimed resources and markets.

Before he even opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curved up first.

Ghost suddenly projected a new screen onto the wall; the Guardian Alliance's quantum communication array had received a new cross-plane communication request.

The sender was not a remnant force of the Abyss Council, but a universal protocol code that had never appeared before.

The first line of the communication read a single sentence—Observation of energy transition in the Chaos Core holder, requesting to establish formal cross-plane communication.

Lin Ye opened his eyes, looked at that line of text, and after a moment, told Ghost to connect it.