The rain poured down in torrents.

These flames were not something ordinary rain could extinguish; not even true water formed by mana could overcome them.

But before this rain, the flames appeared utterly powerless.

With just a single drop, a vast patch of flames was snuffed out, leaving not even steam behind.

The world-consuming fire swiftly disappeared as the rain fell onto the Candle Dragon, unraveling his divine lamp. The Ancient Green Candle Lamp remained lit, as it was an innate treasure, but its power was restricted to a radius of ten yards around it.

And what use was that?

The Candle Dragon no longer had the strength to resist.

"It worked!" Excitement flashed in the eyes beneath the Great Destiny's mask.

Like a sword suspended above the heads of all beings, the Candle Dragon.

Now that the devil has been defeated, all beings can finally enjoy freedom and peace.

"What is this true water?"

The Candle Dragon's expression changed drastically, wondering why his Candle Lamp had lost its effectiveness.

Song Lin descended from the sky, closing the distance.

Anger surged within the Candle Dragon as he roared, "How bold!"

How dare he approach like this—did he truly believe the Candle Lamp was now useless?

To engage in close combat with me!

Gripping his Candle, the Dragon charged forward. Though the Candle's flames had waned, their influence within a ten-yard radius remained intact.

Moreover, his close-combat prowess feared no adversary.

Boom!

The moment the Candle Dragon's tail struck Song Lin's dharma body, a sharp "crack" was heard, and the massive recoil force snapped his tail.

The Candle's flames had no effect on Song Lin either. When they touched him, they were first significantly dissipated by the mysterious water vapor covering his skin, before reaching his dharma body.

The Candle Dragon's face contorted in shock. This man's dharma body had grown so strong; it wasn't like this before.

Previously, though hard, it hadn't reached the point of rendering resistance futile.

"Haha, I must thank you. If not for your sealing me in the stars, I wouldn't have discovered the opportunity to break through."

The Twelve Yuan Chen emerged in unison.

Defying fate to slay the dragon, crimson dragon blood spilled upon the earth.

"Roar!!"

The Candle Dragon let out a great cry of agony, blood tears streaming from his eyes.

As his heart was carved out by a sword, his Candle Lamp was forcefully seized.

The Candle Dragon felt as if fate itself had abandoned him.

"Why? Who are you really?"

The Candle Dragon glared venomously at Song Lin, knowing he was doomed but seeking an answer rather than resisting.

This shouldn't have happened.

The Candle-bearing Dragon was born with destiny, fated to become the Divine King and Heavenly Emperor of this realm. How could Song Lin appear?

"I am the East Lord, Emperor Donghua, and the Eastern King."

Song Lin held the Ancient Green Candle Lamp, which merged with the Pure Yang Golden Fire Lamp.

The mottled rust vanished; the lamp shone brilliantly as if new.

Its radiance illuminated all ten dimensions of the great world; there was but one sun in the universe, and that was him.

As sunlight enveloped the world, the Candle Dragon's physique melted away like snow, his last vestige of divine thought erased.

The Candle Dragon is dead!

The era of the Mountain and Sea Demon Beasts has ended; the chaotic age of the Taiyi Divine Realm has passed, heralding the era of the Wushan Heavenly Court.

The Three Realms now move with orderly balance.

Karma neared eighty percent completion, yet Song Lin knew the time for transcending the world had not arrived.

Without joining the masses in celebration, he flew to the heavens, breaking through the Gang Wind Layer to stand before the sun.

His Primordial Spirit leaped forth from the center of his brow, wielding the Ancient Green Candle Lamp, and plunged into the sun.

The boundless sea of flames couldn't erode his body, which was shielded by the Candle Lamp. Song Lin fused with the sun, absorbing its final essence of innate Yang Qi.

Harnessing that innate Yang Qi, he finally achieved Harmonization Perfection—a feat unmatched in history.

His Primordial Spirit was flawless, its radiance spreading across all realms.

Harmonization Perfection.

I am Pure Yang, and Pure Yang is me.

In that instant, Song Lin's perception of reality shifted.

He felt one with the universe, his being an intrinsic fragment of its vast expanse.

He commanded every ounce of Pure Yang Power within the cosmos.

Whoosh!

Song Lin emerged thirty thousand light-years away.

Before him stood a star—a young one comparable in size to the Ancestor Star's sun but lacking its innate Yang Qi.

The Ancestor Star was unique due to its complete Great Dao, allowing beings upon it to cultivate and even ascend to the peak Unity Realm of the Small Thousand World.

Elsewhere in the universe, other life stars might exist, but none possessed the Ancestor Star's singular advantage.

Some lacked aspects of the Great Dao, leading to lower concentrations of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi and incomplete laws, with inhabitants' cultivation universally weak.

Others had overly singular Daos, only permitting narrow paths forward.

Like this star not far from the young sun.

This star was approximately a thousandth the size of the Ancestor Star.

Its inhabitants were intriguing: green-skinned beings with two fleshy antennae atop their heads, devoid of mouths, communicating by antenna touch.

"Can they cultivate?"

Whoosh!

Song Lin pierced the planet's atmosphere, descending to the ground, where he landed at the foot of a mountain in front of a terrified Antenna Abnormal Soldier.

With a single finger, he tapped the soldier's forehead.

In an instant, the entire world's information flowed into Song Lin's mind.

These beings called themselves the Spirit Clan.

Spirit Clan physiology was similar to humanity but lacked meridians and vital openings, making them inferior to the Human Clan.

This world utilized spells, somewhat resembling certain heart-focused techniques of the Buddhist Sect, bending reality through mental power.

Their cultivation included abilities like Divine Clairvoyance, Heavenly Vision, and Divine Footwork, among others.

However, beyond these abilities, they had no other spells.

The most powerful being was one they referred to as the Spirit Mother.

She was the progenitor of their species, the source of this star's Spirit Clan.

Every Spirit Clan individual constituted a node of the Spirit Mother, forming a mind-web enveloping the entire star.

"A colony of ants?"

Song Lin suddenly understood—it was ant-evolved life, truly interesting.

As he spoke, the sky darkened.

A colossal figure appeared in the void above.

It was a magnified Spirit Clan individual, thousands of times larger.

The two antennae emitted golden threads connecting every corner of the world.

The earth, mountains, rivers, and air were under its control.

"Hail to the Supreme Spirit Mother!"

Billions of beings echoed the name in unison, their collective thoughts forming a Heavenly Phenomenon.

"Who dares trespass? Leave at once!"

The giant's antennae released Divine Thoughts.

"Harmonization? Primordial Spirit?"

A thought crossed Song Lin's mind. This being's true form should be at the Primordial Spirit level, though it had fused with the star through mental power, granting it the strength of Harmonization.

An ordinary Harmonization wouldn't fare well against this.

But Song Lin had no fear.

"I've long heard of the Supreme Spirit Mother's renown. I am the Heavenly Court Master of Wushan Heavenly Court; perhaps you'd consider joining us?"

"You? Ridiculous! Begone!"

Divine Thoughts surged like an attack. Song Lin's brow tingled; it seemed a Divine Thought sought to shatter his Primordial Spirit. But it amounted to no more.

Alongside the mental assault were flames, boulders, and tidal waves—all signs of murderous intent.

"Indeed, just me."

Song Lin produced the Ancient Green Candle Lamp.

Boom!

In an instant, the world turned dark.

No, it wasn't darkness—the sun had been extinguished.

As the embodiment of the innate Yang Qi Dao, Song Lin wielded control over everything associated with innate Yang Qi.

This was the power of Harmonization Perfection.

The star's Yang Qi was instantly drained, plunging the world into extreme cold.

The extinguished sun's ramifications were vast.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, mountain collapses, volcanic eruptions... an apocalypse by a single thought.

The Supreme Spirit Mother, fused with the star, suffered heavy losses, vomiting green blood.

"Stop! Stop! I surrender, I surrender!"

Thus, the Spirit Clan star submitted.

Song Lin named her Supreme Spirit Mother, enjoined her to worship him, and established the Three Realms System.

The Wushan Heavenly Court's influence reached an alien star for the first time.

Knowing Song Lin was the Sun God, the Supreme Spirit Mother felt both fear and relief.

Fortunate that this deity was merciful; otherwise, all would be lost.

Song Lin vanished once more.

Occasionally, he would appear in any corner of the universe.

After Harmonization, Song Lin had become intrinsically tied to the cosmos. Wherever innate Yang Qi or its derivatives existed, he could arrive instantaneously, regardless of distance.

The innate Yang Qi Dao was a branch of the Innate Dao—every inhabited place contained Yang Qi.

Thus, his reach extended further than most Harmonization Perfection cultivators.

The next step would be considering a breakthrough beyond the Small Thousand World, absorbing external forces to achieve the Heavenly Immortal Dao.

But these matters could wait for reality. Song Lin sensed his karma nearing completion; transcending this realm was imminent.

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