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Chapter 703
🕑 Added 2025-10-30 05:00:07 +0000 UTCAfter ten thousand years of cultivation, Lin Yuan had reached the brink of perfection in every aspect.
Even his grand goal of opening an Infinite Particle Worlds within himself was ninety-nine percent complete.
By this point, Lin Yuan could no longer even quantify the power of his true body in this Source World.
Ten thousand years ago, suppressing a single Source Demon had required him at least a strike or two.
Yet just a thousand years later, nine thousand years ago, he no longer needed even that, a mere thought, a ripple through his external universe, and the Source Demon would be crushed.
Now, only one being could serve as a proper measure of Lin Yuan’s power, the Demon God, whose might stood on par with a thirteenth-rank existence.
As for the time beings in the Chaotic Void or the First Source World?
His true bodies in those dimensions had yet to open their own particle worlds.
They were far from their peak state.
Thus, they couldn’t serve as an accurate comparison.
Which was precisely why Lin Yuan found himself truly anticipating an encounter with the Demon God of this Source World.
At the very least, by clashing with it, he could gauge the true gap between himself and a thirteenth-rank time being.
Yes, the direct difference in raw power.
For a typical thirteenth-rank lifeform, what was their greatest strength?
Physical might?
Divine arts and secret techniques?
Soul and will?
None of those.
What truly set thirteenth-rank time beings apart from the twelfth and below was their ability to see the future, to observe countless possible timelines.
By peering into these future strands, a thirteenth-rank being could ensure that whenever they acted, they almost never erred.
For example, the six Ancestors of the First Source World—
They would never choose to stand against Lin Yuan.
Instead, they sought to befriend him, because they had seen enough futures to know that was the wisest path.
That was the true advantage of a thirteenth-rank time being: choosing the best future among infinite possibilities.
But the Demon God of this Source World possessed no will, no mind, and thus could not perceive future timelines.
It wouldn’t take one glance at Lin Yuan and flee, nor hide away so deeply that he’d never have the chance to face it directly.
Though Lin Yuan was curious to battle the Demon God head-on, he would not go seeking it himself, for a being of that level might yet harbor unknown powers.
Until he broke through to the thirteenth rank, Lin Yuan had no intention of confronting such an existence unless absolutely necessary.
He had always preferred to crush from strength, not gamble from weakness.
Victory by overwhelming power, not by risking his life, that was his way.
“First, I’ll finish opening the Infinite Particle Worlds.”
He thought quietly.
That grand design had been inspired by the flesh structure of the Abyssal Dragon from the First Source World, enhanced with the Infinite Void legacy from the Chaotic Void, and fused with the Rune Dao of this Second Source World, a synthesis of the strongest foundations known.
Once fully completed, every particle world would resonate with the others.
The combined power unleashed then would exceed his current ninety-nine percent foundation not just tenfold, but a hundredfold.
Only then would he have the confidence to confront the Demon God openly.
And if he also advanced his Chaotic Tao of Tai Chi to the third stage, his strength would soar even higher, though that path carried many uncertainties.
The Infinite Particle Worlds only demanded sufficient resources.
“Resources...”
Lin Yuan frowned slightly.
To reach his current ninety-nine percent completion, he had already hunted nearly every Source Demon in the world’s center and drained most of the Eternal Sects’ stored treasures.
Since the great upheaval, demonic energy had saturated everything, corrupting many of the world’s renewable resources.
And after such long ages of consumption without replenishment, the Eternal Sects’ reserves had grown thin, most of it already taken by Lin Yuan.
Of course, each sect still had hidden reserves, their ultimate resources, kept for activating Eternal Treasures in times of crisis.
But those were tied to their last lines of defense.
If he took them, they might not even survive the Demon God’s arrival.
“No, I’ll have to rely on the Source Demons again.”
He thought.
To complete the Infinite Sands Worlds, he would need the essence of the Source Demons themselves.
They were immortal, undying beings. The ones Lin Yuan had slain were never truly dead, only hiding elsewhere, slowly regenerating.
Once the first batch recovered, he could begin the second round of hunts.
It was merely a matter of waiting a few thousand—or tens of thousands—of years.
“I just hope I can finish the Infinite Particle Worlds before the Demon God awakens.”
Images of the Demon God flashed through Lin Yuan’s mind.
Before this world’s upheaval, the Demon God had acted once.
That scene had been recorded and preserved by the Eternal Sects, a record Lin Yuan had studied countless times.
In the beginning, endless demonic qi had flooded heaven and earth.
The Eternal Sects, long prepared, immediately activated their Eternal Treasures to dispel it.
In the future timelines foreseen by the Eternal Lords, if the demonic energy could be driven away at that first instant, the following crisis would be far easier, the numbers of Demon Spirits, Great Demons, and Source Demons all greatly reduced.
But then—
The Demon God appeared.
Its face was obscured, expression cold and hollow, a single horn rising from its head, a black robe cloaking its form, that robe itself radiating infinite darkness, as though all demonic energy in existence emanated from it.
Behind it stretched a colossal black tail spanning heaven and earth.
Even through those ancient recordings, Lin Yuan could feel its terrifying might.
Its appearance shattered the Eternal Sects’ plan to cleanse the world.
With just a few steps forward, the Eternal Treasures themselves recoiled.
The boundless demonic qi surged forth, and from that moment on, the entire Source World was engulfed in blackness.
That was the only time the Demon God had acted.
Afterward, it vanished.
Only faint traces, detectable through Eternal Treasures, suggested it remained at the world’s center, slumbering, never to move again.
According to the records left by the Eternal Lords, the Demon God’s instinct was focused entirely on fighting the Source World’s will itself, suppressing its consciousness, while its demonic energy and spawn eroded it from without.
As long as the Eternal Sects didn’t stir too much trouble, the Demon God would remain dormant.
Even for it, destroying the Eternal Sects outright would demand enormous effort.
Better to spend that strength deepening the world’s corruption.
“Lord Milky Way, we plan to recall all our disciples from the outside.”
The Sect Master of the Eternal Immeasurable Sect spoke softly.
Ever since Lin Yuan had wiped out most of the Source Demons, their disciples had resumed exploration beyond their sanctuaries.
After all, Lin Yuan had slain not just Source Demons, but any beings formed from demonic qi.
The outside world had become safe—unnaturally so.
“Mm.”
Lin Yuan nodded.
The signs of the Demon God’s awakening were growing stronger.
Sending disciples out now would only invite disaster.
Better to summon them back, within the sects’ strongholds, even the Demon God would find them hard to destroy.
Soon after, the order was sent—
Every disciple outside received the recall.
“The Sect Master wants us back? But Lord Milky Way’s already cleansed the world of demons—why?”
“Yeah, with Lord Milky Way around, those ‘demons’ don’t even have time to run.”
The disciples murmured among themselves.
For the past ten millennia, Lin Yuan had been revered above all within the Eternal Sects, some even holding him in higher esteem than their own Eternal Lords.
After all, since the great upheaval, the Eternal Lords had not acted once.
But in these ten thousand years, Lin Yuan’s every strike had been witnessed—
Absolute dominance.
Even the mighty Source Demons were fragile before him, shattering like ants, a sight that overturned everything the disciples once believed possible.
“If the Sect Master said return, we’ll return.”
“Right. It’s safest near Lord Milky Way anyway.”
They obeyed at once, heading back toward their sects’ sanctuaries.
Although exploring the corrupted outer world could yield opportunities, and temper one’s will through exposure to demonic qi, the risk was now too high.
Time flowed on—
Several years passed.
Lin Yuan appeared again, flipping his hand to suppress and refine two Source Demons hiding deep within space-time.
“At this rate... finishing the last tenth of the Infinite Sands Worlds might take centuries, even millennia.”
He pondered.
By his earlier pace, the final tenth should have taken only a hundred years.
But with the number of Source Demons dwindling, finding enough would grow ever slower, perhaps thousands of years before completion.
“No matter. I’m in no rush.”
Collecting his thoughts, he began probing for other hidden demons—
When suddenly—
Hum—
An invisible ripple swept across the entire Source World.
All the demonic energy trembled violently, like calm water suddenly rippling outward, and the ripples grew larger, larger, larger still.
“What... is this?”
Lin Yuan’s expression turned solemn as his figure vanished soundlessly.
Within the hidden world—
The sect masters of the Eternal Sects stood ready.
Far away, a circular Eternal Treasure shone brightly.
Forged jointly by many Eternal Lords, it could observe even the faintest fluctuations in the entire world.
Now, it trembled.
At the world’s center, boundless demonic energy surged together and within it, a figure emerged.
Its face was indistinct, its expression emotionless, its gaze hollow.
A single horn jutted from its head.
It wore a black robe woven of endless darkness, from which all demonic energy seemed to flow.
Behind it, a vast black tail stretched across the sky.
Its very presence made all demonic energy boil.
The hidden Source Demons immediately appeared, bowing in worship toward it.
“The Demon God... has awakened.”
The sect masters’ hearts trembled.
Countless millennia ago, this was the very being that had crushed their hope of purging the demonic plague.
At the time of the upheaval, the Eternal Sects had been at their peak and yet even then, the Demon God had suppressed them utterly.
If not for Lin Yuan’s rise ten thousand years ago, they would still be struggling just against the Source Demon, let alone the Demon God.
“The Demon God...”
Lin Yuan gazed at the image projected by the Eternal Treasure.
The reflected figure filled him with awe.
“What incredible physical power,” he thought.
Even viewing it indirectly, he could sense the terrifying might of its body.
Its mere presence shook the layers of space-time in this world, and the pervasive demonic qi itself was part of that body’s essence.
“Such a powerful flesh... how was it formed? And what of its mind—its will?”
Lin Yuan’s thoughts turned sharply.
There was no doubt: the Demon God was once a time being, an extraordinarily powerful one.
But now, only its body remained.
And that body’s instincts endlessly exuded demonic energy, corrupting the entire world.
“I can only hope it wakes briefly... and soon returns to slumber.”
The sect masters silently prayed.
In the past, the Demon God had stirred before, each time only to glance upon the world, then sink back into sleep.
They could only hope this would be the same.
The air trembled—
The demonic energy roiled.
The Demon God’s hollow gaze swept the realm, as countless fragments of perception gathered within its mindless awareness.
Compared to the Great Demons and Source Demons, its instincts were clearer, to completely consume and assimilate the Source World.
That meant suppressing the world’s consciousness from within, and unleashing demonic spawn to corrode it from without.
Both forces working together, devouring heaven and earth.
But this time, upon waking, the Demon God found its demonic legions nearly wiped out.
Most had reverted to nascent forms, reabsorbed into the demonic mists.
Even the surviving Source Demons cowered in hiding, too afraid to continue their corruption.
Boom!
The Demon God took a single step— and appeared above the hidden world, its hollow gaze descending upon it like the will of a nightmare.
