Chapter 462

Chapter 462: Above the Heavens and Below, Only I Hold Supreme Power!

The foreign apostles now faced not merely Mu Lin, but one who wielded a fragment of the heavens’ authority.

To behold him was to witness the celestial will itself – this realization struck the foreign divine masters and apostles with primal certainty. They trembled under the crushing weight of heavenly majesty, finding themselves barely able to manipulate spiritual energy while the world itself pressed down upon them.

Had these monsters and evil spirits been mere Earth Immortals or undergoing Transformation, they would’ve faced certain doom. Being marked by heavenly wrath resembled mortals confronting earthquakes or erupting volcanoes – utterly helpless before nature’s fury.

Yet Mu Lin’s adversaries were no ordinary foes. These interlopers from beyond the void – divine masters and apostles all – each possessed desperate measures for survival.

At the Night Demon leader’s command, corrupt forbidden powers erupted in sequence. The leader conjured Ashes from the embers. With a resonant hum, spent cinders snowed from the scorched sky. Where these accursed flakes touched earth or flesh, corruption spread like plague, transforming all to dead ash. Within moments, the land threatened to become a monochrome wasteland.

The insect apostle hurled forth a Gluttonous abomination – a being born from an Ancient God’s death-frustration, now amplified by endless hunger. This devouring horror could consume entire realms if unchecked.

From nightmare’s heart, the Lord of Nightmares unleashed an eight-headed phantom. Each serpentine crown embodied primal negative emotions: resentment, hatred, Rage, greed… This emotional parasite fed on mankind’s darkest feelings to grow.

Ashes, devourer, nightmare serpent – any of these could end worlds… if allowed free reign.

"Your destruction presumes a passive world," came the celestial judgment. "Yet living realms birth heroes and treasures to counter such threats."

Normally, the world might manifest a Destined One or sacred artifacts to maintain balance. But now, as Mu Lin channeled heavenly authority, this corrective power flooded directly through him.

"…The world’s peril becomes my strength."

No joy accompanied this realization. Though power surged through him, Mu Lin knew this borrowed might remained fleeting – celestial patronage, not true strength.

After the crisis passed, the heavenly power began to fade.

What worried Mu Lin more was how flooding his body with heavenly power diluted who he was.

If this went too far, he’d lose all emotions and grow cold, forced into aligning with the path against his will.

"Can’t let that happen. Need to end this fast."

With that thought, Mu Lin focused. The towering figure behind him – the Lord of Mount Tai – stirred to life.

The divine manifestation’s arms started moving.

One of Mu Lin’s hands rose high, a single finger stabbing toward the sky. His other hand dipped low, pointing at the earth.

This was the Buddha’s enlightenment pose, meaning "Above the Heavens and Below, Only I Hold Supreme Power."

Mu Lin struck this pose because he sensed the world’s corruption – and meant to cleanse it.

"This world… it’s filthy."

As he spoke, a burning dot of light appeared above his skyward finger.

Tiny at first, it swelled instantly – growing, transforming, until it blazed like a miniature sun.

In truth, it was a sun.

His go-to technique these days: Embodiment of Calamity – Great Sun. A nuclear explosion.

But unlike his past blasts, this one at his fingertip held humanity’s greatest dream from his previous life.

Controlled nuclear fusion.

The raging energy stayed contained.

Using a Strong Magnetic Field, Mu Lin trapped the superheated plasma within invisible bounds. Keep it stable, keep it from touching anything, and the nuclear fusion energy became usable.

This was one method his old world’s scientists had theorized.

Mu Lin knew the theory but lacked the means before. Normal him couldn’t create such a Strong Magnetic Field.

But as Heaven’s chosen? Easy.

Controlled fusion meant endless power.

1kg hydrogen fusion = 6.3X10^14 joules (150,573.6 tons TNT)

1kg deuterium-tritium fusion = 3.37X10^14 joules (80,544.9 tons TNT)

Four tons could power Earth for a year.

Now Mu Lin used spiritual energy as fuel – cleaner, stronger, better.

With this boundless power swirling at his fingertip, he felt unstoppable.

He raised his glowing hand.

"Let light cleanse this world!"

"I say, let there be light!"

"Buzz!"

As Mu Lin whispered, endless light and immeasurable heat erupted from his fingertip.

"!!!"

The deafening silence and formless grandeur turned the world into blinding whiteness.

The gray Ashes from the embers, eight-headed evil snakes, and gluttonous Gluttonous abomination had their voices and forms swallowed by this Boundless Light.

This radiance contained more than mere light and heat.

The Divine Light carried purifying power within its glow.

Beneath its brilliance, the Ashes from the embers melted like spring snow under sunlight.

The eight-headed snakes dissolved layer by layer, their gathered frustration, hatred, and Rage vanishing like salt in water.

"BOOM!!!"

The light bathed everything in purification. More terrifyingly, this eruption wasn’t momentary.

Guided by Mu Lin’s will, massive spiritual energy gathered around him, undergoing continuous nuclear fusion within the Strong Magnetic Field at his fingertip.

The burning fission granted endless energy, sustaining the eternal eruption from his finger.

One breath… ten breaths… a hundred breaths. The blinding white radiance persisted under Mu Lin’s command.

All existence dissolved, shattered, and purified under this endless light.

The glow grew so intense and lasting that even Central Continent’s imperial city saw the white light.

"??? What’s that?"

"Beautiful…"

"Visible from this distance… Has the sun fallen on North Wilderness?"

Peasants paused their fieldwork. Street vendors gaped northward. Some began worshiping what they believed was divine power.

To distant observers, the light seemed warm and bright.

But for North Wilderness’ monsters and evil spirits, it meant annihilation. Their bodies weakened, their magic faded, their very souls crumbling under the relentless glow.

This purification didn’t stop at the three major legions’ battlefield – every monster across North Wilderness suffered under Mu Lin’s radiant fingertip.

"Damn! What’s happening?"

Infiltrators planning human hunts froze. River-dwelling water spirits demanding sacrifices disintegrated. Ghosts masquerading as wild gods in abandoned temples screamed as their stolen divinity evaporated.

The heavenly rift had let monsters claim human territories, but now the tables turned. Demons, evil ghosts, and malevolent spirits all burned under the cleansing light.

Their bodies decayed. Their magic failed. The foundation of their existence crumbled.

"NO!"

"Stop this!"

"Great God! I’ve never harmed humans! Spare me!"

Countless monsters vanished. Some resisted with smoke screens, water barriers, or protective shields. Others fled desperately.

All defenses melted like wax. Escape proved futile – none could outrun light itself unless they burrowed underground.

With his declaration of "Above the Heavens and Below, Only I Hold Supreme Power," Mu Lin purged North Wilderness of all corruption and evil spirits!