029 : The Clash of Cosmic Titans.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The golden-black light around Lin Tian expanded, forming a domain of energy unlike anything this universe had ever seen. It was no longer just devouring, no longer simply consuming the power around him.

It was fusion.

Lin Tian had spent his existence absorbing, taking, overwhelming everything in his path. But in this new realm, where energy itself resisted him, he had learned something new—to refine, to harmonize, to create.

His aura had transformed.

This was no longer the power of a Devourer God.

It was something else entirely.

Cosmic Devourer Realm: Second Stage.

The envoy gritted their teeth. "That level of adaptation… it shouldn't be possible this quickly!"

Lin Tian grinned. "You're thinking like a native of this universe."

He vanished again.

This time, the envoy could not react in time. Lin Tian's fist connected with their chest, and the moment it did—the energy within them shifted.

Lin Tian wasn't just attacking.

He was rewriting.

The envoy screamed.

Their body flickered, their divine light failing, as their Cosmic Qi—something that had once been untouchable—was being changed.

Lin Tian's golden-black eyes glowed.

"What happens when a being of the old world rewrites the laws of the new one?"

And then, with a final pulse of energy—

The envoy collapsed.

The battlefield fell silent.

The envoy lay motionless, their divine form dimmed, their power suppressed. Lin Tian stood over them, his aura no longer wild and overwhelming, but balanced—perfectly attuned to this new universe.

He had done it.

He had proven he belonged.

As he turned his gaze toward the sky, the universe itself reacted.

The stars that had once rejected him shifted.

The Cosmic Qi that had resisted him now flowed naturally through his veins.

Lin Tian had broken through.

He had forced this universe to accept him.

And now—he was ready for the next step.

The envoy, still kneeling, looked up at him. Their voice was strained, but steady.

"You… have passed the first test."

Lin Tian smirked. "I never fail."

The envoy exhaled. "Then prepare yourself. You may have broken through the lower limits of this universe… but the true rulers will not tolerate your existence for long."

Lin Tian's eyes gleamed.

"Then tell them to send someone stronger."

He turned away, stepping forward into the vast cosmos of the Higher Universe.

He was no longer just an outsider.

He was now part of this realm.

And soon—

He would rule it.

The stars burned brighter than before. The vast celestial void, which once rejected Lin Tian's existence, now flowed around him, no longer resisting his presence. His body, his aura—everything had changed. He was no longer merely devouring energy but rewriting it, shaping it to his will.

For the first time since ascending to this Higher Universe, he felt like he belonged.

The celestial envoy, still kneeling before him, struggled to rise. Their once-supreme presence had dimmed, their body flickering between matter and light, evidence that Lin Tian's power had begun to rewrite even the beings of this world.

"You… have done what no outsider has ever done," the envoy murmured. Their eyes, once filled with divine authority, now held something else. Respect. And perhaps… a hint of fear.

Lin Tian smirked. "Of course." He gazed toward the endless sky, where cosmic empires and divine beings ruled over countless realms. This universe had more to offer. More to conquer.

And he was just getting started.

The envoy took a deep breath. "You may have adapted, but power alone is not enough in this realm. If you wish to ascend further, you must face the ones who govern this universe—the Celestial Sovereigns."

Lin Tian's golden-black eyes gleamed.

"Sovereigns, huh? Let them come."

Far beyond Lin Tian's battlefield, in the Celestial Dominion, where the true rulers of this universe resided, the echoes of his battle had already reached the highest thrones.

Inside a vast, infinite palace, where time and space bent to the will of its inhabitants, nine figures sat upon cosmic thrones, each one radiating an aura of absolute power. These were not mere immortals, nor simple gods—they were the Celestial Sovereigns, the supreme rulers of this universe.

One of them, a woman cloaked in violet flames, opened her glowing eyes. "The anomaly has survived."

Another, whose body was forged from pure starlight, his form shifting like a living galaxy, spoke. "He is no longer an outsider. The universe has accepted him."

A third, an ancient figure whose presence warped the very fabric of existence, let out a slow, amused chuckle. "Interesting. He has forced his way into our realm, and now he seeks to challenge our rule?"

The leader of the Sovereigns, a being whose mere presence sent ripples through reality itself, finally spoke. His voice was neither loud nor soft—it simply existed as law.

"Then we shall test him."

And with that decree, the fate of the universe shifted once more.

Lin Tian had expected a response from the rulers of this world, and he did not have to wait long.

As he stood atop the floating continent, feeling the new flow of cosmic energy within him, the sky trembled. A vast, impossibly powerful presence descended, warping the very laws of space as it approached.

A single being appeared before him—not a Sovereign, but an Emissary.

He was unlike the celestial envoy Lin Tian had defeated before. This one carried himself with absolute confidence, his power far beyond the lower ranks of this universe. His armor, forged from compressed nebulae, shimmered with divine radiance. His sword, a blade crafted from the core of a dead star, pulsed with enough force to cleave worlds apart.

He did not bow.

He did not hesitate.

"You are Lin Tian," the Emissary said, his voice filled with both curiosity and warning. "The Sovereigns have taken notice of you."

Lin Tian smiled. "Good. I was worried they were ignoring me."

The Emissary's eyes narrowed. "Your existence is disruptive. You have broken the natural order, and yet, you refuse to kneel. You have two choices."

He raised his sword, the weapon humming with cosmic power.

"Submit and serve the Celestial Sovereigns…" His gaze darkened.

"Or be erased."

Lin Tian chuckled, stepping forward. His golden-black aura flared violently, the sheer weight of his presence bending the world around him. "There was a third option you forgot to mention."

The Emissary frowned. "And what is that?"

Lin Tian grinned.

"I kill you."

And then, the battle began.

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