The Culprit Behind Humanity's Extinction! Lin Yan: Gu Yue! What Are You Doing in My Pot?!

At the center of the city stood a stone temple, wreathed in incense smoke.

Within it was enshrined an indescribable idol, before which countless little people knelt in terrified worship.

Watching this scene, Lin Yan inexplicably felt the gratification of an old father.

Then his face darkened.

Why were they going extinct again?

I've revived you nine times already. Can't you try a little harder?

This was the first time he had seen such a useless terrifying bipedal ape.

He focused his gaze and soon found the culprit.

Gu Yue had transmigrated.

Just a short while ago, she had been betting with Na'er, who refused to merge with her. She had planned to go to Eastsea Academy and approach the boy named Tang Wulin.

If Tang Wulin chose her, it would prove that human emotions were false, and Na'er would have to return.

Of course, she had already made her calculations.

Even if Na'er refused to merge, she would force the fusion.

Before that, she would first reclaim the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

But before she could put her plan into action, everything before her went black.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in this unfamiliar world.

The entire world was dim and murky, and the air was filled with a highly toxic evil aura.

This evil aura seeped into every crevice, corroding souls.

It drove living beings mad within extreme illusions, making them slaughter one another and die in savage frenzy.

The earth was covered in layers upon layers of ancient corpses, as though it had endured one great calamity after another.

Gu Yue was horrified, but she revealed nothing.

She quietly found an inconspicuous corner to lay low in and investigated in secret.

During this process, she unexpectedly found Di Tian, who had been corrupted by the evil aura.

Di Tian did not recognize her.

Only after she revealed her identity and displayed the pressure of the Silver Dragon King did Di Tian dazedly submit and kneel.

This made Gu Yue begin to wonder—had she returned to the past?

But what kind of existence could create such a scene?

What sort of scheme could render even her, a Half-step God King at the height of her power, unable to resist?

She began using her power to cleanse the world of the evil aura's contamination, awakening the corrupted Soul Beasts and restoring their sanity.

At the same time, she discovered humans.

Within that city enclosed by stone walls, humans were struggling to survive.

Gu Yue stood above the clouds, looking down at that crude city with cold eyes.

In the ages to come, Soul Beasts had been oppressed by humans to the brink of extinction.

Now, in this barbaric era that had yet to draw the God Realm's attention, the opportunity was right before her.

She decided—humanity would be destroyed.

But to avoid alerting the God Realm.

She did not act personally, instead manipulating mindless ferocious beasts to attack the humans.

But she had not expected humanity to be so united.

After a brief defeat, they quickly reacted and organized a resistance.

What enraged her even more was that a girl bearing six wings had begun condensing Godhood amid this desperate situation.

The prototype of the Angel God.

Gu Yue's pupils suddenly constricted.

The Angel God absolutely could not be allowed to be born.

The God Realm absolutely could not be allowed to notice this place.

"Although this is cruel."

Gu Yue stood amid the clouds, her eyes cold and resolute.

"But you humans are destined to perish today."

She had no time to think further.

For the Soul Beast race, she had to do this.

She unleashed an earthshaking roar.

The Silver Dragon King's true form manifested, her colossal dragon body stretching across the sky and blotting out the sun.

Divine Technique: Heaven-Earth Mutation!

An ocean of divine power surged forth like a tide, frantically interfering with the natural elemental energy between heaven and earth.

Earthquakes tore apart the land, and lightning bolts shattered mountains and rivers.

Tornadoes uprooted forests, while floods burst from the cracks in the earth.

Natural disasters.

True natural disasters.

Below the city walls, Qian Yuhan was drenched in blood. Gripping her longsword, she looked up at the giant dragon in the sky, her eyes filled with despair.

Beside her, the First-generation Sea God was equally ashen-faced.

Qian Yuhan had drawn the Evil Sword that suppressed the seal of the previous era, thinking she could slay this evil dragon.

Yet she had never expected the monster to be so powerful.

It had already grown beyond control, far surpassing the limit this era could bear.

"This is already the Ninth Era."

Qian Yuhan's voice was hoarse, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Era after era has been destroyed. We traced ancient history and struggled onward, finally catching a glimpse of hope for the future."

"Humanity struggled so hard to obtain wisdom, struggled so hard to build cities... to become what the gods called a civilization."

"But why—"

Her sword trembled.

"Why would such a terrifying existence appear?"

"Is this the trial we humans must face in our journey toward civilization?"

The First-generation Sea God stood beside her. Even his body shrouded in divine radiance seemed incomparably small at this moment.

He had already become a god, yet faced with this apocalyptic sight.

For the first time, he understood what it meant to be powerless.

The flood had already reached the foot of the city walls. The walls were collapsing, and countless lightning bolts wove into a net across the sky.

Humanity's end was right before them.

Then—

The entire world froze.

It was as though an invisible hand had pressed the pause button for the entire universe.

The natural disasters froze in midair.

The flood remained in its rushing posture, yet no longer flowed.

The lightning solidified in the air, purple arcs embedded in the heavens like cracks in ice.

The tornadoes stopped spinning. Even the dust in the air hung motionless in place.

The entire world drained of color and became black and white.

All the elemental attacks Gu Yue had unleashed were obliterated in an instant.

Her sky-covering Silver Dragon body seemed nailed within time itself, transformed into an immobile statue.

What had happened?

Gu Yue's pupils trembled violently.

Her body had been frozen, but her consciousness remained awake.

How was this possible—she was the Silver Dragon King, one half of the Dragon God.

What kind of power could completely suppress her in an instant?

Then an unprecedented terror surged up from the depths of her soul.

It was not the fear of facing a powerful enemy.

It was the shudder engraved into her genes by the destruction of era after era.

It was as though something was watching this place.

Upon the city walls, Qian Yuhan and the First-generation Sea God felt it too.

No—it was everyone. Every person, every living being, felt it.

That unmatched pressure, that sense of insignificance like ants facing the heavens, that feeling of losing control as one's soul was forcibly ripped from its shell.

Something was coming.

Then, the next second.

They saw a sight they would never forget in this life—no, for all eternity.

The sky split open.

At the end of that rift appeared a vast, overwhelming, indescribable colossal figure.

Infinite light burned behind Him.

That light was neither the golden light of the sun nor the silver light of the moon.

It was a light that transcended every color, transcended every concept.

With only a single glance, everyone's souls seemed to be seized by an invisible hand.

They were frantically dragged outward, toward the source of that light, toward His embrace.

He existed beyond the flow of time.

The river of ages flowed around Him, inscribing His mighty power to create worlds and recording His mercilessness in destroying them.

He was like the most benevolent father, yet also like the most ruthless lord of the end.