Chapter 285: He Achieved a Feat Even Gods Would Look Up To!
The descending objects showed no signs of slowing down.
In fact, they seemed to be accelerating.
At this rate of impact, the entire surface would be rendered unrecognizable.
Continental plates would shift drastically, mountains might sink or rise into even higher peaks.
The seven continents and five oceans of humanity would likely be completely reshaped beyond recognition.
Witnessing the objects drawing closer to the surface, everyone broke out in cold sweat.
Though they didn't believe the Primordial Emperor was acting recklessly, this scene was hardly reassuring.
What if it all went wrong?
"Sister Brunhilde, wh-what is this? Why isn't it stopping? The human world is about to be destroyed!"
Göll's voice was filled with anxiety and agitation.
"Stay calm. Trust the Emperor!"
Though she spoke these words and maintained a composed demeanor, Brunhilde's porcelain-smooth forehead glistened with faint beads of sweat.
Just then, gates began appearing in the skies above the human world—celestial gates used by Valkyries of various pantheons to welcome human souls worthy of becoming Einherjar.
This sight gave Brunhilde a momentary pause; she had nearly forgotten due to the shocking scene that the timing aligned perfectly with this event.
She also noticed that the falling behemoth was on a trajectory to coincide with the celestial gates, as if aiming to strike them.
Well, it was likely intended to hit the gates.
After all, the message she had received was to open the gates and then immediately vacate the area.
"Aren't those the celestial gates exclusively used by the Valkyries?"
"Why are they opening all of a sudden?"
"Could it be that those guys plan to forcibly descend upon the human world?"
Most gods were equally puzzled, assuming this to be the case.
However, after the gates opened, nothing emerged, deepening the confusion.
Soon, someone noticed that the objects detached from the Iron Great Wall were on a collision course with these celestial gates.
Was the Primordial Emperor anticipating this and planning to crush the Primordial Gods the moment they emerged?
But that didn't make sense—the impact would still devastate the human world and shatter the Earth.
Besides, the Primordial Gods were surely monitoring the situation and wouldn't foolishly step out, which explained why not a single figure appeared at the gates.
"Look!"
"Those objects are undergoing subtle changes!"
The gods observed the falling massive mechanical blocks gradually tapering at the ends aimed toward the celestial gates, resembling nails being driven forward.
At the moment of impact—
BOOM——!
The heavens shook and the earth trembled, the entire Central Celestial Realm quaking violently once more.
This time, however, the tremors seemed to originate from a disturbance in the mythical space connected to the Central Celestial Realm, spreading over from there.
Yet, amidst this quake, there were no panicked cries of despair. Instead, all watched the scene before them in awe.
The colossal metallic structure falling from above truly resembled a nail, driving straight into the Celestial Gate.
Then, like an expander, it forcibly tore the Celestial Gate open wider, simultaneously reinforcing the newly opened passage.
It was akin to a metal button on clothing—piercing a hole through the fabric, then being fastened into place, securing the opening and preventing it from tearing further.
Thus, both humans and gods stared, dumbfounded, as numerous gaping holes were torn open in the sky of the human world. Each of these openings led to another realm—the world of the gods.
At the same time, from another reflected world—Qin Shi Huang's divine domain—countless warships surged forth.
These vessels flew directly into the newly formed passages!
Some even unleashed their artillery fire before fully entering.
So, what in the world was this?
Not only had this human ascended to godhood, established a new Immortal Realm and pantheon, but he was now launching a full-scale counterattack against the divine domain invaded by the Primordial Gods.
Did this mean the power he had built was sufficient to rival the gods themselves?
Was this guy even human?
No, of course not—he was a god now!
But even as a god, none had ever accomplished such an outrageous feat!
This was an achievement that even gods would look up to in awe!
They had thought Buddha's appearance was unprecedentedly extravagant, but this King of Humanity had surpassed even that.
Ah, right—where was this First Emperor?
The rift on the human side had vanished at some point, and the emperor himself had not emerged into the arena.
Where had he gone?
Just then, an ominous sound emerged—like the cracking of glass.
CRACK!
With a particularly crisp noise, spiderweb-like fractures appeared in the space behind the human side of the arena, bulging inward toward the coliseum.
The next instant, the space truly shattered, dissolving into motes of glittering light, startling both gods and humans alike.
But what left them utterly stunned was what had forced its way through the shattered space.
It was a massive mechanical construct!
To describe it, its exterior resembled a strangely shaped inverted conical cauldron.
From this object, everyone—gods and humans alike—could feel an overwhelming, undeniable divine authority, one that compelled involuntary submission!
"Wait, what am I doing?"
The God of War Ares, snapping back to his senses, was horrified to find himself performing the same bow of fealty to a monarch as the human emperors had moments before.
Glancing sideways, he noticed Hermes straining not to move, sweat pouring down his forehead.
Lord Poseidon appeared to remain seated steadily in his chair, but a closer look revealed he was subtly resisting some force.
Scanning the entire arena, it was understandable for the humans, but far too many gods also bore expressions of submission, giving the impression they were being controlled.
So, Ares, who had finally snapped back to reality, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Suddenly, a beam of light shot from the anomalous mechanical construct onto the arena, forming a figure.
That figure was none other than the representative of humanity—Qin Shi Huang.
He had not been summoned by the Akashic System!
He had forcibly broken into the Celestial Realm on his own!
He was an emperor who had lived for over two thousand years until now!