The dark-red dust gradually settled over the ruins of High Heaven Hall.
Yu Tianyu stood proudly at the center of the void. The chest that had been struck by the heavy hammer now radiated a pure white divine light, like a collapsing star. That punch, that hammer blow, had not shattered his soul. Instead, they had become the catalyst that allowed him to fully refine the Law of Causality.
In his perception, the wisp of blue-black mist that represented Tang San's obsession was being broken down bit by bit inside his Dragon Emperor Stomach, ultimately turning into the purest nourishment for his soul.
"So this is what they call 'fate'?"
Yu Tianyu's voice no longer carried his earlier arrogance. It held instead a transcendent stillness, utterly removed from the mortal world. He looked up at the leaders of the Heavens Committee, each of them beginning to tremble with fear.
"You wove countless scripts and harvested the fortune of countless planes. But in the face of absolute despair, your scripts... are far too flimsy."
"No! That's impossible!"
The Green Lamp in the Lamp Keeper's hand let out a cracking sound, as if it could no longer withstand the strain. He stared at Yu Tianyu as though he were seeing some terrifying concept that had never existed since the beginning of time. "That weapon of causality contains ninety percent of the Divine Realm's fortune. How could you forcibly fuse with it without any defense at all?!"
"Because I am the abyss."
Yu Tianyu took one step forward.
That single step crossed the barriers of time and space.
Without warning, his right hand was already pressed against the Lamp Keeper's crown.
"You like observing the world? Then I'll make you a part of it."
"Dragon Slayer Magic: Ultimate—Plane Refinement!"
Boom!
The Lamp