071 : The War Beyond Reality.

The twelve Eternals moved as one, their forms blurring between reality and something far beyond it.

Lin Tian felt it instantly.

These beings were not like the golden-robed god he had just fought.

They were beyond gods. Beyond dimensions.

Each strike carried the weight of an entire universe collapsing, the force of infinite worlds converging into a single moment of destruction.

But Lin Tian?

He smiled.

Because for the first time since devouring the Tower…

He finally had a challenge.

The first Eternal struck from the left, a blade of light slicing toward his neck. Lin Tian caught it with two fingers, snapping the weapon like brittle glass.

The second attacked from above, a massive spear descending with the force of an exploding sun.

Lin Tian stepped forward, grabbing the spear mid-air—and turned it against its wielder.

The Eternal barely had time to react before Lin Tian drove the weapon through its chest.

It did not bleed.

It simply ceased to be.

The remaining Eternals hesitated.

And Lin Tian smirked.

"What's wrong?" His voice was calm. "You wanted judgment, right? Well, here it is."

And then—he unleashed his full power.

For the first time, Lin Tian did not suppress himself.

The power he had taken from the Tower. The Heart of Devouring. The knowledge of creation itself.

All of it erupted at once.

A black and golden aura engulfed the battlefield, distorting time, collapsing stars, bending the very laws of reality.

The Eternals stepped back.

"You… are not supposed to exist," they whispered.

Lin Tian chuckled. "And yet, here I am."

The void trembled as he moved, faster than thought, faster than light, faster than even the concept of movement itself.

One by one, the Eternals fell.

Each time, their existence was devoured.

Their power became his.

Their knowledge became his.

And soon—only one remained.

The last Eternal floated before him, its presence no longer overwhelming.

It was afraid.

"You cannot win against them," it whispered. "Against… the ones above us."

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So there's more of you?"

The Eternal's form began to unravel.

But before it faded completely, it left behind a final warning.

"You have broken the Tower," it said. "You have devoured our power."

"But beyond the Towers… there exists something else."

Lin Tian's golden eyes narrowed.

The Eternal smiled.

"The ones who created us," it whispered.

And then—it was gone.

Silence.

Lin Tian stood alone.

Su Yun slowly stepped beside him. "Lin Tian… what now?"

Lin Tian exhaled.

Then—he smirked.

"Looks like I have more climbing to do."

And in the distance—a new gateway opened.

A path leading beyond the Tower.

Beyond the gods.

Beyond the Eternals.

Because somewhere out there…

The true creators were waiting.

And Lin Tian?

He was coming for them.

The moment the last Eternal faded, the battlefield fell silent.

The shattered sky slowly repaired itself, but Lin Tian could still feel it—the presence of something beyond.

A force so vast it made even the Eternals seem insignificant.

He turned his gaze toward the newly formed gateway, hovering in the void before him. Unlike the Tower's portals, this one was different—unstable, flickering, as if even reality itself struggled to contain it.

Su Yun stepped beside him, her expression tense. "That portal… Lin Tian, where does it lead?"

Lin Tian smirked. "Wherever it is, I'm going."

Su Yun frowned. "You just killed a group of beings that called themselves the 'Council of Eternals.' If they were only servants, then what's waiting on the other side of that portal?"

Lin Tian exhaled, golden eyes gleaming. "Exactly what I'm looking for."

Without hesitation, he stepped forward.

And as he did—the portal consumed him.

The moment Lin Tian passed through the gateway, everything changed.

The air was heavier, older, filled with energy unlike anything he had felt before. He stood on the edge of an endless void, surrounded by floating ruins of impossible size—colossal remnants of what seemed to be entire universes, collapsed into shattered fragments.

This was not just another world.

This was a place where entire realities came to die.

And in the distance—they were waiting.

Twelve thrones, each one carved from the remains of dead stars, hovered in the darkness.

And seated upon them…

Were the true Creators.

The Primordials.

The ones who had existed before the concept of existence itself.

One of them—a being whose form constantly shifted between countless realities—spoke first.

"So… you are the one who has devoured our servants?"

Lin Tian smirked. "If you're talking about the Eternals, yeah. They got in my way."

The Primordials were silent.

Then—they laughed.

Deep, endless, a sound that seemed to shake the very fabric of the Forgotten Universe.

"You amuse us, Devourer," another Primordial said, its voice layered with infinite echoes. "But you are mistaken if you believe you are our equal."

Lin Tian tilted his head. "Is that so?"

The Primordial in the center leaned forward.

"You are a mere fragment," it said. "A child who has stolen power beyond his comprehension. You may have broken the Tower, you may have devoured the Eternals… but you have not yet faced the truth of your existence."

Lin Tian exhaled. "Then let's get to the point." He cracked his knuckles. "Are we fighting, or what?"

The Primordials remained silent.

Then—one of them moved.

And the battle began.

Lin Tian barely had time to react before the first Primordial struck.

A wave of pure reality distortion surged toward him, twisting the laws of space and time itself. The attack wasn't just energy—it was a force that erased existence itself.

Lin Tian raised his hand—

And devoured it.

The attack vanished instantly, consumed into nothingness.

The Primordials paused.

Then, the one who had attacked narrowed its glowing eyes. "Interesting. You absorbed it without effort."

Lin Tian smirked. "You'll have to try harder than that."

The other Primordials joined in.

Twelve beings of immeasurable power, each one wielding the authority of entire universes, launched their attacks simultaneously.

Lin Tian moved.

He blurred through the void, dodging attacks that bent time, twisted gravity, and reversed causality.

One of the Primordials appeared behind him, wielding a sword that burned with the flames of a thousand dying galaxies. It swung—

Lin Tian caught the blade with his bare hand.

The entire universe trembled.

"Not bad," Lin Tian muttered. "But I've felt worse."

Then—he crushed the sword.

The Primordial staggered back, its glowing form flickering.

Lin Tian exhaled, flexing his fingers. "That's one."

And then—he attacked.

Lin Tian moved faster than thought.

His first strike collided with one of the Primordials, sending it hurtling through an entire dimension, shattering countless realities in its wake.

A second Primordial tried to restrain him with the Chains of Eternity, a divine construct meant to bind even gods.

Lin Tian tore through them like paper.

A third summoned an entire galaxy and tried to collapse it on top of him.

Lin Tian devoured the entire galaxy in a single breath.

The Primordials, once calm and superior, now showed something else.

Doubt.

One of them whispered, "He's growing stronger… even as we fight him."

Lin Tian grinned.

"That's right."

The Heart of Devouring pulsed within him, absorbing the very essence of their attacks, their strength, their authority.

They had called him a mere fragment.

But now, they realized.

He wasn't a fragment.

He was becoming something greater.

And as Lin Tian prepared to finish them off, the last Primordial finally spoke.

"You do not understand, Devourer," it said. "You think we are your enemies?"

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. "You're attacking me, so yeah, kinda."

The Primordial shook its head.

"We are nothing," it said. "We are mere pieces of something greater."

Lin Tian's golden eyes narrowed. "Go on."

The Primordial pointed upward.

Beyond the ruins of the Forgotten Universe.

Beyond everything.

And Lin Tian saw it.

A vast, endless eye, larger than any universe, watching him from beyond the multiverse itself.

The true enemy.

The One Who Watches.

And for the first time—Lin Tian felt something new.

Excitement.

Because if the Primordials were afraid of this thing…

Then he was going to enjoy breaking it.

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