119: Heaven is unfair, and Lu Chen has been defying it all!

Before the voice could fade, seven bronze coffins surged out from the riverbed.

Lu Chen wiped his fingers across the blade and chanted the verses carved in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor:

"I have a sword from the Grandmist, cutting through a hundred thousand layers of spring and autumn."

"Let the Heavenly Dao and Reincarnation pass, the white bones still laugh at the eastern wind!"

Everyone in this world knew these verses.

They were discovered in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

But no one knew who they were referring to.

Yet at this moment, everyone seemed to have an Epiphany and came to their senses.

Could it be referring to—Lu Chen!

Looking at the skeletal undead in the sky, everyone was astonished.

Where the sword light passed, the holy marks on the coffins shattered inch by inch, revealing the melting ice coffins inside—it was the previous generation's Ice Emperor who had been missing from the Arctic Realm for three hundred years!

The Arctic Realm and Shelley were all stunned!

The first-generation Ice Emperor they had been searching for was actually hidden in this abyss all along.

Right in the abyss of the sea at the foot of Kunlun!

Cold sweat seeped through the armor of the descendant of King Arthur in the sky, "You... you actually hid the God-Slaying Weapon in...!"

The Soul of the Ice Emperor had long since undergone Reincarnation.

But her physical body had merged with the ice coffin to become a Divine Artifact capable of slaying gods!

"You?" Lu Chen was slightly taken aback, then looked at him with a cold smile, "It seems you know who I am, or at least who I was a hundred thousand years ago. As I thought, my return to this world was definitely no accident. That's enough!"

After saying that, Lu Chen flicked his sword and sneered!

"More than that, I've recently remembered many things. There is another Divine Artifact hidden within the objects you worship every day."

Lu Chen laughed while flicking his sword, the golden blade reflecting the entire view of the Holy See's Holy Sepulchre.

Embedded in the hearts of those enshrined saint remains were oracle bone script chips that suppressed the Heavenly Dao.

The live stream comments on the phone suddenly cleared. Global viewers saw a scene they would never forget: the tip of Lu Chen's sword lifted the entire Milky Way, and starlight condensed behind him into twelve phantoms of gods and demons—the very Incarnations of 'Heaven' he had cut down a hundred thousand years ago.

"Watch closely—" The sword light illuminated the river of time flowing in Lu Chen's eyes, "This is the true—Ragnarok!"

As the phantoms shattered, three thousand bronze lamps floated onto the river surface.

Ignis suddenly recognized these as the finale items of the Chu Clan auction, and firelight erupted from her lava tattoos: "When did you... Fine, you knew everything all along! You already guessed someone was watching us? And you didn't even tell us!"

"When Chu Jian was planting the explosives, I swapped them for thirty tons of Azure Abyss Stones." Lu Chen snapped his fingers, and all the bronze lamps formed an armillary sphere, projecting a star map that covered the Pacific Ocean. "Then let everything be revealed, including that one—Xu Fu!"

At this time, far away in the depths of the Pacific Ocean.

A dull sound of gears meshing came from the seabed, and twelve bronze giant gates broke through the waves.

Bitumen-like matter oozing from the gaps in the gates condensed into the Eye of Heaven in the sky, only to be bound layer by layer by the star map chains.

Ning Xiwei's pendant suddenly floated in mid-air, and netherfire outlined a final scene: a powerful Emperor-level All-elemental Mage was carving a blood array in front of a Bronze Gate, a smile on his lips.

This person was the first dean of Kunlun Academy.

And Ning Xiwei's mother had once been his student.

"My mother is...?"

"If my guess is correct, she was also a Gatekeeper." Lu Chen's sword point lowered to the ground, and the phantom of a hundred-thousand-year-old battle armor merged with him. "Every dean of Kunlun Academy has been one!"

The golden compass resonated with the twelve giant gates.

Lu Chen said in a deep voice: "It's time to end this game!"

As his memories became clearer, the restrictions of heaven and earth weakened further.

Shelley's ice crystal earrings trembled slightly, and a world-shaking vibration came from the Arctic.

As a priestess of the Northern Region, Morning Dew also received a message from the church.

[The High Priest of the Northern Region has defected; the permafrost Seal has been undone.]

"It seems the audience has all arrived." Lu Chen tore open a spatial rift, revealing the boiling Lava Throne inside. "Feifei, aim the camera at the East Sea entrance here—"

Sun Feifei, who had been holding her phone for the live stream, had her mouth wide open.

She had been in a state of shock the whole time.

She blankly listened to Lu Chen's arrangements.

Where the sea met the sky, a three-hundred-meter-tall Sea-Suppressing Stone Ox roared toward the heavens.

What flowed from its eyes was no longer bitumen, but a brilliant river of stars.

Lu Chen stepped onto the bronze giant gate and leapt toward the ox's horns, the hum of his sword echoing through the Three Realms:

“Speak not of the dead knowing no sorrow, for they once used the stars to measure the years”

“Today, I borrow the strength of the eastern wind once more, to gather the eternal sky with a single sword!”

When the sword light split the ox's head, what gushed out was not blood, but the stars of the heavens that had been sealed a hundred thousand years ago.

Watching the battle, Chu Jian crushed an imperial Seal, only to see an oracle bone script brand appear on his chest—the curse of the Chu family!

That was a slave mark carved into the State-Stabilizing Tripod by some powerhouse a hundred thousand years ago.

When the first light of dawn pierced through the clouds, Lu Chen returned, his skeletal palm cradling a miniature Universe.

The galaxy flowed through his fingers; every speck of light was a fragment of 'Heaven' that had been cut down.

As for the enemies in the sky.

Not a single one of them dared to move at this moment.

Because they were completely no match for the person before them.

Lu Chen—Ninth Rank!

Such a leap in Ascension.

It had begun from the moment Lu Chen devoured the power within the abyss.

He already possessed the strength to manipulate their lives and deaths at will.

Lu Chen looked at them as if he were looking at ants.

Watching their trembling, fearful expressions.

He gave a cold laugh: "Leave behind each of your life-source powers for me to devour, and you can take your lives back with you. How about it?"

Lu Chen killing them would be as easy as crushing an ant.

However, these people would be useful in the future.

Now that the hundred-thousand-year Reincarnation had arrived.

Be they gods or demons.

They were all just tools.

Tools required to seek a sliver of survival.

Lu Chen hadn't recalled all his memories clearly yet.

But he had already thought of most of the major events.

The world-ending Reincarnation that occurred every hundred thousand years was a reality for this world.

And he was the one who had laid out the plan during the last apocalypse a hundred thousand years ago.

All for the sake of seeking a sliver of survival a hundred thousand years later.

He had already resisted the hundred-thousand-year apocalypse a hundred times.

He had failed ninety-nine times.

The last time was the hundredth.

Did he fail?

Yes and no!

Because unlike before, when nothing was left behind, the last time was different.

Many things were left behind the last time.

All of them served as the foundation for this current attempt to go against heaven once more.

Even last time, Lu Chen had cut down the Eye of Heaven and trapped the remnant Soul of Heaven.

And this gave him an opportunity.

To return here!

To go Heaven-Defying!

The members of the Order of Knights all looked toward the Inquisitor General.

The Inquisitor General gritted his teeth and offered up his life-source magic power.

Lu Chen accepted it with a smile!

Eighth-rank power truly was nourishing!

The others could only follow suit.

Lu Chen received them all.

"Go back and tell your boss that instead of dealing with me, he'd better save his strength to try and stay alive!"

With that, Lu Chen waved his hand, heavily injuring all of them and sending them flying.

It really was like sweeping away ants.

He didn't have any other thoughts about it at all.

Does an elephant care about ants?

No.

"What do you want for morning tea?"

Having landed, Lu Chen asked the dumbfounded crowd with a smile, "I hear Penglai's Ice Dragon Pith and the Holy See's Holy Light fried eggs are quite good."

Xu Fu's sigh came from the depths of the East Sea, and the twelve bronze giant gates slowly sank into the Guixu.

The final shot of the global live stream froze on Lu Chen's back—he was using fragments of the galaxy to weave a hairpin for Ning Xiwei.

Afterward, Ignis was fighting over lava roast meat, while Shelley and Morning Dew were studying the frozen holy sword.

And the title of Sun Feifei's live stream had been changed to: [Follow Skeleton Bro and walk tall across the Three Realms!]