Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 343 - 299: Unstoppable Momentum, Shattering the High Skies!

The Jade Emperor and his ministers never expected Song Lin to react so swiftly and decisively.

Just as they were plotting to reveal their hidden dagger, Song Lin seized the initiative.

He directly rallied his forces and raised the banner of rebellion!

"This man is as treacherous as a wolf; he must have premeditated this!"

The Queen Mother’s voice was sharp and venomous as she shouted.

"Rebellion... rebellion."

The Jade Emperor muttered to himself, thoroughly humiliated this time.

This was outright rebellion, bold and out in the open.

Unlike the previous chaos caused by the "Big Mess in Heaven,"

that incident was, at most, petty vandalism—breaking some buildings and creating some trouble within the Heavenly Court.

But Song Lin was different. He held immense power as the Three Realms Great Master and the leader of the Pure Yang Sect in the Mortal World.

If he raised the banner of rebellion, it symbolized the Heavenly Court’s complete loss of control over the Mortal World.

The crown of the Lord of the Three Realms was now missing one of its brightest jewels.

"REBELLION!!" the Jade Emperor roared, his eyes bloodshot with fury. "Four Heavenly Kings! Li Jing! Nezha! Thunder Department Venerable! The Twenty-Eight Constellations! The Jiuyao Star Lords! The Beidou Seven Stars! Lead five million Heavenly Soldiers for an all-out assault! Kill without mercy!"

The Jade Emperor was utterly enraged.

The Heavenly Court would empty its nest for this battle.

The rebellion of the Donghua Great Emperor shook the entire Three Realms!

In this moment, countless expert cultivators from the Netherworld, the Mortal World, and the overseas Immortal Mountains turned their gazes toward this conflict.

The Netherworld remained a neutral force.

King Yanluo, as a Ghost Emperor ruling over his own domain, was nominally a subordinate of the Heavenly Court, but the court seldom meddled in his affairs. Furthermore, King Yanluo was tasked with guarding the Netherworld’s ghosts and demons, so no one dared to disturb him without reason.

"Interesting." A laugh echoed from within the Yama Hall, the voice of King Yanluo.

At Lishan.

A subordinate rushed to report.

"Great Saint! Great Saint! Terrible news! The Pure Yang Sect Leader has rebelled!"

"Hmm?"

The Golden Cauldron True Man stood up in astonishment.

At that moment, he finally understood Song Lin’s true intent.

This man was planning his own "Big Mess in Heaven" after all.

Moreover, he was leading Mortal World cultivators in a march against Heaven.

The scale of this rebellion rivaled the chaos caused by the Ten Thousand Demon Lords’ rampage in Heaven.

No, it surpassed it. Even that havoc wasn’t as grand or exhilarating as this.

After all, the purpose of the previous chaos by the Golden Cauldron was merely to cultivate the Heavenly Great Saint—it was just a little commotion aimed at generating opportunity for profit.

"A true hero indeed!"

The Golden Cauldron could not help but give a thumbs-up!

Such courage alone was worthy of admiration.

Finally, the Golden Cauldron understood why Song Lin had refused his offers of alliance time and time again.

It turned out that Song Lin had long planned his own path and was aiming to establish an independent dominion.

"I will be watching closely!"

...

At the South Heavenly Gate.

Breaking through the South Heavenly Gate, Song Lin and his party finally stepped into the Heavenly Court’s territory.

Before them stood four Hundred-foot Dharma Bodies radiating intense Buddhist Sect energy.

Behind them marched hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers.

It turned out to be none other than the Four Heavenly Kings!

"Who will step forward to fight?"

Song Lin turned to the crowd behind him.

"Sect Leader, this disciple is willing to fight!"

The Four Great Celestial Masters stepped forward in unison.

"Good, you shall face them!"

The Four Great Celestial Masters soared ahead.

Master Sa summoned ten thousand Rampant Soldiers and five thousand Yellow Turban Warriors.

Master Xuu unleashed endless bolts of lightning, spreading like a vast ocean.

Tian Yunzhi’s sword radiance was like a dragon, while Jin Keji displayed boundless spells.

The Four Heavenly Kings and the Four Great Celestial Masters fought to a standstill.

"Rebels! Surrender at once!"

A furious shout echoed across the horizon.

The Fire Department Venerable led five hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers as they descended from the skies.

"Who is willing to fight?"

"Ancestor! I will!"

Zhengyang and Zhang Guolao stepped forward together.

"Good!"

Song Lin summoned three Divine Dragons to join the two in battle.

Despite the overwhelming enemy forces, Zhengyang and Zhang Guolao, being less adept at commanding Taoist Soldiers, managed to hold their ground.

Song Lin’s group continued to advance toward the inner chambers.

At that moment, starlight flickered across Outer Heaven, revealing nine oddly-shaped Star Lords, seven Beidou Star Lords, as well as Nezha and Li Jing leading a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers.

"Who will step forward?"

"Ancestor, let me!"

The Erlang God stepped forward, followed by the Seven Great Saints.

"This is eighteen early-stage Purple Mansion Independent Immortals. Are you sure?"

"Why not?"

The Erlang God laughed heartily.

His figure grew to a thousand feet tall, transforming into his Three-headed, Six-armed form!

"Come, let me test your strength!"

The Erlang God laughed boldly, beams of dazzling golden light shooting from his eyes.

The radiant golden beam spanned thousands of feet.

Three Realms Golden Light!

"Not good! Dodge quickly!"

Li Jing’s pupils contracted as he hastily threw out his Golden Tower.

The Golden Tower expanded with the wind.

Nezha, ignoring Li Jing, stepped away from the range of the golden beam, riding his wind and fire wheels.

BOOM!

The golden light struck the Golden Tower head-on.

The Golden Tower trembled violently and was subsequently flung away by the immense force.

The scattered golden light pierced through the ranks of Heavenly Soldiers, causing tens of thousands of casualties in an instant.

"What incredible Divine Skills!"

Li Jing couldn’t help but marvel.

A single beam of golden light had overpowered him; what of the remaining Three-headed Six-armed form, the Three-pointed Two-bladed Sword, and the Silver Bow?

Even Nezha momentarily forgot to counterattack.

For all his pride, Nezha, though aware of the Erlang God’s fame, had always believed himself to be a match for him. Seeing the Erlang God in action, he now understood the vast gap between them.

"Don’t go one-on-one! We’re throwing out all notions of Jianghu honor—everyone, attack at once!"

Nezha shouted.

This was the Heavenly Court’s ultimate tactic—abandoning all pretense of fair play.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers swarmed together!

"Ha! Brothers, charge with me!"

The Erlang God led the charge.

"Second Brother, here I come too!"

The Seven Great Saints and three thousand of Erlang’s infantry followed close behind.

Ever since gaining spiritual wisdom and shedding their former identities as Taoist Soldiers, the Erlang God had only grown more commanding in presence.

Even when faced with hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers, he remained composed.

Though only in the early stage of the Purple Mansion, his mastery of Fatian Xiangdi and Three-headed, Six-armed techniques elevated his prowess to that of the late stage.

Song Lin even felt that the Erlang God alone could stage another "Big Mess in Heaven."

Of course, not on this grand a scale. Perhaps just pilfering Immortal Pills or stealing the Queen Mother’s robes, as Sun Monkey once did.

Leading his Taoist Temple disciples, Song Lin pressed onward toward the Lingxiao Palace.

At the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor and his entourage watched helplessly as Song Lin advanced closer and closer.

Though numerous individuals attempted to block the way, they were intercepted by Pure Yang Sect disciples rising to meet them.

Song Lin’s companions dwindled in number as the distance to the Lingxiao Palace closed.

The Jade Emperor’s expression darkened further.

The Lingxiao Palace! This was the Lingxiao Palace!

Even the chaos in Heaven caused by the Heavenly Great Saint had halted at the South Heavenly Gate. Not even Huaguang’s battle with the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals had ventured past the gate.

This marked the first time someone had breached the Lingxiao Palace itself.

"Huaguang! Go out there!"

Yet the Jade Emperor dared not let Horn Wood Jiao or the Thunder Department Venerable leave his side.

After all, these were some of the few Immortals who had mastered tribulation crossing in the Heavenly Court.

If both of them left, and something happened to him or the Queen Mother, it would spell disaster.

Outside the Lingxiao Palace.

The Four Marshals intercepted Song Lin and Wang Lingguan.

By this point, only the two of them remained.

Huaguang looked at Song Lin with a conflicted expression.

He had underestimated the strength of the Pure Yang Sect, while overestimating the influence of the Heavenly Court.

But Huaguang had no intention of regretting his decisions. Having chosen to ally with the Jade Emperor, he would see this path to its bitter end.

"Kill!"

Huaguang charged, his third eye unleashing fiery beams as his silver whip descended with the weight of the cosmos.

The three other Marshals followed suit with their various techniques.

An avalanche of spells rained down from the heavens.

Stepping onto his wind and fire wheels, Wang Lingguan lit up with excitement when he saw this general, who, like him, bore a third eye upon his forehead. He was eager for a duel, but Song Lin stopped him.

"Leave this to me!"

Song Lin had Wang Lingguan retreat. Facing the barrage of spiritual light from the spells, he stood unshaken.

BOOM!

Spells and Magic Treasures engulfed him.

A column of golden light shot skyward.

As the smoke cleared, Song Lin emerged unharmed, his body radiating a faint golden glow.

"Impossible!"

Huaguang exclaimed in shock.

Wasn’t this the Heavenly Great Saint’s ultimate skill?

"Has the Five-Transformation Golden Body truly reached this level of power?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Song Lin muttered, his gaze settling on Huaguang with a gleaming intensity. He smiled and said, "Now it’s my turn!"

SWOOSH!

The Emperor Sword erupted with golden light, releasing two stunning arcs of Sword Qi.

Civilization!

Time!

BOOM!

Within tens of miles, every palace except the Lingxiao Palace was obliterated.

The four Marshals spewed blood, their bodies sent flying several hundred miles like broken kites.

Though both combatants were Three Flowers Gathering at the Top perfection stage (late-stage Purple Mansion, whereas the protagonist was still early stage), Song Lin’s mastery of Divine Skills gave him the edge.

One strike to overcome his opponents!

Staring at the now-isolated Lingxiao Palace, Song Lin’s heroic spirit surged.

He had never imagined that today he, too, would experience the thrill of a "Big Mess in Heaven."

The final hurdle remained!

"Wang Lingguan!"

"This disciple is here!"

"Together... shatter! The! Lingxiao!"

BOOM!

Sword Qi cleaved open the tightly sealed doors.

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