Chapter 470

Chapter 470: The Battle for the Divine Throne

"Divine throne inheritance?!!"

The elven woman’s request left Mu Lin utterly stunned.

He had only heard people joke about inheriting a royal throne, but never about someone willingly giving their divine seat to another.

Much less… an Eternal Immortal godhood.

"You mean to grant me your tribe’s highest divine throne?"

His question brought sorrow to the aloof woman’s expression.

"Within our Celestial Spirit tribe, only my mother remains alive. She’s our sole True God."

Understanding this divine seat matched his initial assumptions, Mu Lin… did not rejoice. Instead, his face grew guarded.

"Why?"

Though naturally authoritative, he never believed mere presence could make others kneel. Thus he felt certain this offer concealed traps.

The truth proved him right.

The woman called Yue Ling made no attempt to conceal facts, bluntly revealing her mother’s plight:

"After escaping our homeland, we survived by clinging to my mother’s divine power. Without our world’s protection and nourishment, our Celestial Spirit tribe withers."

"The calamity consuming countless realms cannot be stopped. Not even True Gods withstand its corruption."

"My mother nears her limit. Should she fully succumb, our tribe will become monsters and evil spirits."

"This outcome pains her deeply."

"Thus she prepares to sacrifice herself… Severing her tainted portions, she’ll leave behind purified essence and godhood for an heir to protect our people."

Mu Lin: "Why choose an outsider?"

"Incompetence…"

Yue Ling’s calm tone held defensive pride:

"Our tribe’s true rulers and heroes remained defending our homeworld against monsters and evil spirits to the last breath. My mother—the Goddess of Life bearing divine office of nurture—didn’t flee. The pantheon tasked her to safeguard our tribe’s promising youths as seeds of hope."

"We departed with few powerful beings. Those protectors fought the calamity’s corruption alongside my mother during exodus."

"Now tainted themselves, they cannot inherit godhood."

Her explanation held logic.

Sending strong guardians with young talents during apocalypse was standard practice for preserving tribal futures. Heroes becoming corrupted during such trials made tragic sense.

Yet the stakes demanded caution.

As Mu Lin pondered, Yue Ling’s detached voice resumed:

"Moreover, you’re not our sole candidate… When my mother falters, invitations extend to you and other powerful beings in your world."

"From beyond, surviving Demigods, apostles, even deities retaining sanity also received summons."

"Ultimately, who ascends to the divine throne will be decided through your own competition."

"…"

Mu Lin’s eyes narrowed slightly at these words, though he showed no visible reaction. Instead he asked curiously, "True Gods? They would participate too?"

"Naturally. True Gods aren’t limited to single domains. Another throne means another divine power. They’d never refuse such benefits."

"…Thanks for telling me. I understand."

After their discussion, Yue Ling retired to rest.

She now awaited Mu Lin’s decision. Should he refuse, that would end matters. But if he agreed, she would guide him into the Twin Sacred Trees to compete for divinity.

The Twin Sacred Trees – sacred relics of the Celestial Spirit tribe.

Yue Ling had explained: One called Cang Feng, a Tree of Life variant that absorbed spiritual energy from the void to create realms and bear life-sustaining fruits.

The other named Yi Liu, an evolved Tree of Wisdom preserving the tribe’s entire cultural inheritance – cultivation methods, historical records, and ancestral knowledge.

With these trees, the Goddess of Life, their talented youth, and Protectors, the tribe could theoretically rebuild civilization in any wild world… had they not met constant disasters during migration.

The sole safe harbor they found possessed formidable combat power. Stranded, they anchored at the edge of Mu Lin’s world, waiting.

"Their divine succession must involve me somehow."

Mu Lin knew better than to believe in pure altruism. Heroes and villains depended on perspective.

He doubted the Celestial Spirit tribe never considered invading human territory to rebuild. Even kind souls prioritize their own.

Initially deterred by True Lords and Celestial Masters, their last hopes crumbled when Mu Lin’s Above the Heavens and Below, Only I Hold Supreme Power flashed across the skies.

"My strike destroyed their final ambition… though wise leaders would seek alliance over vengeance."

The tribe’s succession aimed for survival. A powerful ally meant better protection, evacuation chances if this world fell. Mu Lin’s demonstrated power against evil spirits made him prime candidate.

……

This grave decision required counsel. Mu Lin gathered Yan Yunyu, Si Ye, Ji Ling Sha, plus followers Zhang Hemiao, Luo Chen, Mo Feng and close allies.

Yan Yunyu opposed the venture: "Mu brother, your North Wilderness actions already drew wrath. While safe within our world, venturing beyond risks evil gods crushing you."

Luo Chen countered eagerly: "A thousand-year opportunity! Claiming divinity would grant us the tribe’s millennia of knowledge. We must act, Lord Yan. Danger exists everywhere – evil spirits plot against you daily. More evil gods keep coming. When True Lords can’t deter them, war erupts. Even if we survive, the dimension-destroying calamity looms. We must grow stronger now to face any crisis."

The young genius concluded solemnly: "Only through power can we withstand what’s coming."