Myth Beyond Heaven

Li Qinglan’s eyes flashed with cold fury. “Arrogant.”

Her voice was soft, but the weight behind it made the very fabric of the Eternal Darkness Realm tremble. “You think absorbing a fraction of a Primordial God’s power makes you my equal? Let me show you the true might of a Primordial God.”

She raised a single finger.

Boom!

A pillar of pure, annihilating light erupted beneath Yun Lintian’s feet, so bright it burned away the surrounding darkness. The shockwave alone would have vaporized a True God.

Mu Ren’s face paled. “We need to move!”

Hei Xuan didn’t hesitate. He grabbed Hei Yue’s wrist and flashed away, Mu Ren following closely. They retreated thousands of miles in an instant, erecting multiple barriers of darkness and light to shield themselves.

Qingqing and Linlin fluttered nervously, but Yun Lintian waved them off. “Stay back.”

The two reluctantly obeyed, vanishing into his shadow.

Yun Lintian stood alone in the void, the White Dragon Spear materializing in his grip. The light had scorched his robes, but his body remained unharmed—his form flickering slightly, as if he had momentarily ceased to exist when the attack landed.

Li Qinglan’s eyes narrowed. “So, you’ve learned the basics of Eternal Night.”

Yun Lintian didn’t answer. He simply adjusted his grip on the spear and shot forward.

Li Qinglan sneered. “Fool.”

She didn’t even move.

The space around Yun Lintian collapsed, reality itself bending under her will. Countless spears of solidified light materialized from nothing, each one capable of piercing through dimensions. They shot toward him from all directions—no blind spots, no escape.

Yun Lintian’s pupils contracted.

This was the power of a true Primordial God.

Not just raw strength, but absolute authority over her domain.

He didn’t dodge.

Instead, he vanished.

The light spears passed through empty air, shattering the void behind him.

Li Qinglan’s brow twitched. “Hiding in the void?”

She clenched her fist.

Crack!

The very concept of space shattered around her. If Yun Lintian was hiding between dimensions, he would be crushed instantly.

But—

A flash of darkness.

Yun Lintian reappeared behind her, the White Dragon Spear thrusting toward her back.

Li Qinglan didn’t turn.

BANG!

A shield of condensed starlight blocked the strike effortlessly. The backlash sent Yun Lintian skidding back, his arms trembling from the impact.

“You’re fast,” Li Qinglan admitted. “But speed means nothing against a Primordial God.”

She raised her hand.

A sun formed above her palm.

Not an illusion. Not a technique.

A real miniature sun, compressed into the size of a fist, its heat so intense it warped the fabric of reality.

She flicked it toward him.

Yun Lintian’s instincts screamed.

He couldn’t block this.

He couldn’t dodge.

So he did the only thing he could—

Eternal Night.

His body erased itself from existence just as the sun exploded.

BOOOOOM!!

The detonation consumed everything—light, darkness, even the shattered remnants of space. The shockwave rippled outward, threatening to annihilate the entire realm. Hei Xuan’s barriers cracked under the strain, and even Mu Ren—a peak True God—was forced to his knees.

Hei Yue’s face drained of color. “Mother… she’s not holding back at all!”

Hei Xuan’s expression was grave. “She never does when she’s serious.”

As the light faded, Li Qinglan scanned the devastation.

No sign of Yun Lintian.

“Did he…?” Hei Yue whispered.

Then—

A ripple in the void.

Yun Lintian reformed from the darkness itself, his body materializing like ink spreading through water. His face was pale, his breathing slightly labored—Eternal Night had pushed him to his limit.

But he was smiling.

Li Qinglan’s eyes sharpened. “Oh? You’re still standing?”

Yun Lintian wiped a trickle of blood from his lip. “You’re strong. But I’m starting to understand.”

“Understand what?”

“How a Primordial God fights.”

He raised the White Dragon Spear, dark energy swirling around it. Then—

Void Shattering Steps.

He didn’t move in a straight line.

He didn’t move at all.

He simply wasn’t in one place—and then was in another.

Li Qinglan’s divine sense barely tracked him as he flickered around her, striking from impossible angles. Each thrust of his spear carried the weight of Hei Xuan’s darkness, forcing her to actually block instead of ignoring him.

She retaliated with another burst of light—

But Yun Lintian phased through it, his body momentarily untouchable.

“You’re adapting quite well, huh?” Li Qinglan noted, her voice colder now.

Yun Lintian didn’t answer. He was fully focused, every ounce of his being dedicated to surviving her onslaught.

Li Qinglan exhaled. “Enough.”

She raised both hands.

Rumble—

The entire realm trembled.

A throne of light materialized behind her—the manifestation of her divine authority. The air itself turned to fire, the darkness burned away, and the laws of reality rewrote themselves to her will.

This was no longer a battle.

This was a Primordial God’s domain.

And within it, she was absolute.

Yun Lintian’s body locked up, the pressure crushing him in place. His dark energy fizzled, suppressed by her overwhelming radiance.

Li Qinglan floated before him, her eyes devoid of mercy.

“Now,” she said softly, “do you understand the difference between us?”

Yun Lintian gritted his teeth.

Then—

He laughed.

Li Qinglan’s gaze sharpened.

“You’re right,” Yun Lintian admitted. “I can’t beat you like this.”

A pause.

“But I don’t need to.”

His eyes glowed with an eerie light—not darkness, not light, but something in between.

Hei Yue’s energy.

The perfect fusion of opposing forces.

Li Qinglan’s breath hitched. “That’s—”

Yun Lintian moved.

Not with Void Shattering Steps.

Not with Eternal Night.

But with something new.

His spear pierced forward—not as a weapon, but as a conduit.

The moment it touched Li Qinglan’s barrier of light, the two opposing forces collided—and for the briefest instant, balanced.

A shockwave of gray energy erupted, neither light nor dark, but something beyond both.

Li Qinglan staggered back, her perfect composure cracking.

Silence.

Li Qinglan stared at Yun Lintian for a while and said coldly, “You are indeed different… But if you think you can defeat me with this trick, you are wrong.”

Li Qinglan’s eyes hardened.

With a flick of her wrist, twin swords of pure light materialized in her hands—each blade humming with the power to split dimensions. The moment they appeared, the surrounding void trembled as if unable to bear their weight.

Hei Xuan’s face darkened. “Radiant Judgment… She’s serious.”

Hei Yue’s heart sank. “Father, what should I do?”

“Stay calm,” Hei Xuan said, his voice steady. “Yun Lintian hasn’t gotten serious yet.”

Li Qinglan raised her swords, their glow intensifying. “Let me show you the true might of a Primordial God.”

Boom!