Legacy

As soon as Jiang Yuu finished speaking, the longsword in his hand, formed from his will, transformed into a magnificent and spectacular sword light of Judgment, shining brightly deep within the origin of the Golden Throne.

The supreme will pierced through all Nothingness and directly penetrated all traces of history.

Suppress! Suppress!

Unrivaled!

A mighty sword intent roared up and headed towards the Gray Robe God-King on the Throne!

The invincible sword intent was everywhere, and the sword light dominated all directions!

This moment.

On the shattered Throne.

The dying Amon suddenly sat up.

His once golden eyes instantly turned gray, and a powerful aura of resentment enveloped his body, while a thick gray mist instantly shrouded the entire primordial space.

Gray Robe and misty, as if walking in the dark of night.

He roared in fury.

"Damn outsider!"

"How dare you draw your sword against the God-King!"

He shook his sleeves, and thick plumes of mist rose from his body!

In an instant!

Endless gray mist blocked Jiang Yuu's Judgment light, which carried supreme will.

At the point of impact, countless crackling sounds rang out.

The entire primordial space was thus divided into two colors.

One is a gray, decaying resentment, the other is a resounding, passionate Platinum brilliance!

The two are evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

Jiang Yuu was at the peak of his power, while this unknown aura had just awakened from the ancient past, and for a time, the situation was fairly even.

On the shattered Throne.

After a period of stalemate, the Gray Robe, gray-mist-shrouded God-King revealed a strange smile on his face.

"So, you're nothing more than Greater Divine Power. Come on, come on, fight me! As time passes, my power will grow stronger with the blessing of the Divine Realm, restoring me to the standard of Grand Divine Power. Then, everything you have will be mine!"

"And I, Amon, will see the light of day again! I will reclaim everything that is rightfully mine!"

In the brilliance of Platinum.

Jiang You glanced at him quietly and sneered.

"I know what you are now. The former Amon is long dead. You are nothing more than a monster formed from the resentment and hatred of the dead gods within his emotions!"

The authority of the Divine Realm is shared by Amon and all the gods, so this vengeful entity does indeed possess the original Authority of the Divine Realm.

Jiang Yuu and understood the cause and effect, saw through the true nature of the Gray Robe God-King, and sighed.

"You don't even have a self, how dare you sit on this Throne!"

He no longer lingered in place, sheathing his sword and withdrawing the Platinum radiance that filled the primordial space, returning it to his own will.

Then it transformed into a dazzling figure, step by step advancing with its sword in hand, calmly heading towards the shattered Throne.

Transform the myriad into one, and that one can defeat the myriad!

As he moved forward, a vast radiance surged forth once more, overwhelmingly pushing aside the endless gray mist on both sides of the road, and heading unstoppably toward the shattered Throne!

"How is that possible?!"

The figure on the shattered Throne jumped up in shock, standing on the Throne and desperately using all his strength to block Jiang Yuu's radiant figure advancing with his sword, but to no avail, and was pressed forward step by step by him!

I saw that incredibly sharp will approaching.

The Gray Robe God-King was unusually enraged.

"Damn it! Damn it! Divine Realm Authority, the very source of the Throne, suppress him!"

A stream of new energy flowed from the shattered Throne toward Jiang Yuu You, but Jiang Yuu simply stomped it flat, crushing it into dust like a rootless duckweed!

"You're nothing but a fake, inferior product; you're not even a replacement for Amon."

Jiang Yuu said as he walked.

"You don't even know the path we take as Sky Lord. We cultivate only our own immortal will!"

"With willpower surpassing all, with willpower transcending the countless! Whether it be laws, Authority, rules, origins, or even the world, the Astral Realm, or spacetime, all are subject to our supreme will!"

"This is the true nature of the Sky Lord!"

"Otherwise, why would this path be called the Path of the Sovereign? Because we are the Sovereign of everything!"

At this point, Jiang Yuu out a cold laugh.

"Look at yourself, look at all the things that make you up—what a jumble of rubbish! The resentment of the gods, the obsession and evil of Amon, a pile of useless Authority, a huge lump of forces from different sources. Not a single one of these things is your own."

"What's the point of fighting me with things you can't even control?!"

"Damn it, you Greater Divine Power but insignificant ant, how dare you oppose me? I possess Grand Divine Power, I will kill you, possess your body, and take everything from you."

The "Gray Robe God-King" went berserk, frantically channeling his power towards Jiang Yuu, trying to digest and dismember him, but to no avail!

Like pure gold in fire, Jiang Yuu walked steadily step by step to the shattered Divine Throne.

With a look of terror in the Gray Robe God-King's eyes, he swung his sword with unwavering decisiveness!

This was a pure sword strike composed of willpower, silent and still, without powerful momentum or dazzling brilliance, but after such an ordinary sword strike...

The Gray Robe God-King on the Throne, filled with resentment, was crushed into ashes, grain by grain, and vanished into the world.

Only a broken Throne remained suspended in this primordial space, its gray hue faded, now radiating a golden light.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, vanish completely, lest you tarnish the reputation of the real Amon!"

Jiang Yuu sheathed his sword and stood there, looking at the dilapidated Golden Throne, knowing that this was the true origin of the Throne.

He was preparing to accept everything.

Just then, a gentle yet authoritative voice suddenly echoed through the space.

"Then, Monarch also walk the Path of the Sovereign, do you think my path is wrong?"

Jiang Yuu surprise and saw a handsome young man in a golden robe and crown descend from above, coming to his side and gently stroking the golden Throne!

"Amon!"

Jiang Yuu looked him straight in the eye and said it directly.

"Of course you're wrong!"

Those who walk this path, if they have even the slightest weakness, will never reach the end!

"We are already enemies of the world, why should we care about others? When all swords fall, we are all losers! Beneath the Throne lies a mountain of corpses and Blood Sea! Only by forging ahead relentlessly can we reach the end!"

"You are right!"

"Amon" smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"I was indeed too weak; I took the wrong path from the very beginning."

"It's not that the gods are too powerful, but that I never had the courage to face the entire world as an enemy from the very beginning!"

"I actually expect others' approval!"

"My fellow Monarch walks this path, I am indeed far inferior to you."

"You are the true Sovereign; you possess an invincible heart!"

"Though I am long dead, I wish that someone could successfully walk this road, where no one has ever reached the end!"

"Young Sovereign, carry my legacy, carry my aspirations, and march on to the pinnacle. This is not inheritance, nor is it a legacy left behind. It is the expectation of a predecessor on the path for those who follow!"

"I will, Amon. Your glory has faded, but my glory will surely rise in the endless Astral Realm!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuu nodded and smiled slightly. Then, without hesitation, he drew his sword and rose up. His brilliant and dazzling will transformed into the sharpest sword intent in the world, annihilating Amon's last remaining thought!

Amon offered no resistance, and as he stroked the Throne, he vanished completely!

As Amon's last will dissipated, the entire Divine Realm suddenly fell silent.

But all the gods in the Divine Realm felt that something was missing in their hearts—a feeling of greater freedom, greater emptiness, and the loss of a barely perceptible constraint.

Within the Divine Domain of Radiance.

Thetis looked worried.

"The Divine Realm has undergone a great change, Yuliel, have you found anything?"

Is this outcome good or bad?

Within the primordial space of the Golden Throne.

Seeing that Amon finally dissipated and the entire Origin Space was finally clean, even though Jiang Yuu maintained an unchanged expression, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though a Grand Divine Power and powerful Sky Lord had long since passed away, he still dared not let his guard down.

After all, even comparing himself to others feels like a hassle!

He knew all too well the strength of the Sky Lord.

Fortunately, everything is moving in the best possible direction.

In the end, Amon's legacy passed down to the Jiang family.

He walked to the broken Throne and sat down.

A massive influx of information flooded his mind, and at the same time, as his will took over, the shattered Golden Throne finally turned completely Platinum.

The mighty and vast Authority of the Divine Realm thus submitted to his will.