I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 897: Divine Beings Harboring Their Own Schemes

At this moment, the entire Nine Netherworld fell silent.

Holy golden Buddhist light shone upon the land of the Nine Netherworld, the apparition of Shakyamuni, like the sun, warming everything it touched.

Lin Yi stood within the apparition, using divine power to control Shakyamuni’s apparition.

The instant Lin Yi put his hands together, Shakyamuni’s apparition mirrored him, doing the same.

Chai Po, just regaining composure from a disheveled state, looked at the scene before him, as if seeing a ghost.

The Dark Rising Organization never expected to expose the ugly faces of all celestial divine beings to the Three Realms and Six Paths through Shakyamuni. After all, Shakyamuni, who possesses such ability, is extremely important to all celestial divine beings. How could they allow such a thing to happen?

Moreover, even if Shakyamuni could be rescued alive, he would absolutely have no chance of accomplishing this in the short term.

But now, Lin Yi is going to do it in place of Shakyamuni.

Chai Po watched the scene, his heart immensely shocked.

Although he wasn’t familiar with Shakyamuni, he could clearly feel that Lin Yi was trying to use his own divine power to cover everything around.

The most incomprehensible to Chai Po was the ancient mantra he couldn’t understand at all, yet Lin Yi could chant it fluently.

"This, this kid can’t really have mastered Shakyamuni’s signature skill?"

Chai Po’s voice trembled as he cast his gaze at Ruolan beside him, hoping she could provide words that would overturn what his eyes had captured.

Unfortunately, Ruolan now could give him no answer.

As an Upper-Rank God, Ruolan was very clear about how much of a threat the Heaven-piercing Mantra skill posed to all celestial divine beings.

She also fully understood how difficult it was to perform this ability.

Besides the massive ongoing consumption of source power, it required extremely demanding divine power manipulation to execute it.

From Lin Yi’s language artistry and his control of the Divine River Song, Ruolan could see that Lin Yi was an outstanding young man possessed of both strength and wisdom.

Even without accounting for the Wo Zhiqi spirit and Great Saint Martial Soul within him, Lin Yi was enough for the Dark Rising Organization to pay attention to.

But now, Lin Yi not only gained Ruolan’s attention and respect, but also instilled an inner dread in her.

How could she fathom where Lin Yi learned Shiva’s signature skill from?

It’s known that even examining the entire Three Realms and Six Paths, there isn’t a second divine being who could replicate the Heaven-piercing Mantra skill.

Seeing this posture, Lin Yi was going to do it.

Buzzing!

The familiar sound penetrated the Three Realms and Six Paths, reaching the ears of the Upper-Rank Gods.

They, who held themselves above, were each enjoying life in their own domains on their respective planets, with all the privileges that came with being an Upper-Rank God. But how could they have imagined that the signature skill of Shakyamuni, ground to death by the Nine Nether River, would reappear?

On the Spirit Crossing Mountain, covered in auspicious clouds, a loud and rhythmic bell echoed through the entire mountain and all the divine shrines atop it.

Within the main shrine, Ling Ming, head of the ten thousand Buddhas, wore a grave expression.

He clearly heard Lin Yi’s chant from tens of millions of miles away, and he distinctly remembered Shakyamuni chanting a similar mantra when transmitting crucial intelligence before.

Previously, when the Descent Abyss monsters invaded the Ten Thousand Realms, Shakyamuni used such a method to command all the heavens and worlds to collectively resist the foreign invasion. Now, as the Buddhist chant resounded once more, Lingming Ancient Buddha felt as though he was on the verge of collapse.

He could not comprehend why, while all heavens and worlds were under the control of various divine beings, there was someone able to defy the will of all celestial divine beings.

He was even more baffled by how Shiva, whose strength was already extraordinarily outstanding among the celestial divine beings, brought so many Divine Soldiers to conduct business yet still allowed Shakyamuni to unleash that deadly skill.

Beneath the main shrine of Spirit Crossing Mountain were the exclusive shrines for various divine Buddhas.

The divine Buddhas among them clearly heard that ancient mantra.

The newly promoted divine Buddhas who hadn’t experienced the grim battlefield from millennia past could not discern what the ancient mantra signified; they were merely curious about whose voice could reach this sacred Buddhist land.

As for the seasoned divine Buddhas, they hastily began reciting the Buddhist scriptures guarding their hearts and collecting their divine focus.

They were well aware, that when the mantra was fully chanted, the deeds of the celestial divine beings manipulating worldly beings, using their lives as nourishment to sustain the divine rule, would surface.

When that time came, how the Lingming Ancient Buddha would reprimand them, was beyond their willingness to imagine.

In the Upper Plane, within the Celestial Human Dao.

On the towering peaks of Mount Olympus, a majestic ancient building stood atop the summit, within which over twenty Upper-Rank Gods exuded powerful divine power, sitting solemnly, with a middle-aged man on the main seat, his hair wavy and greying, clenching his fists, his hands trembling.

Faint blue arcs of electricity danced atop his head, and the power of thunder emitted from him was more formidable than that of the more than twenty Upper-Rank Gods beside him.

"Damn it, Hades, weren’t you supposed to deal with that bunch in the Nine Netherworld? How did you let things develop this way? Although we look down on divine beings from other sects, regardless of that, we’re unified on the matter of source power extraction, and you’ve let it spiral like this. How do you plan to explain it to everyone?"

Never in thousands of years had Zeus erupted like this, but this time he truly couldn’t endure it any longer.

Among the celestial divine beings, there existed differing factions of Upper-Rank Gods, and these factions frequently schemed against each other, fighting over trivial gains.

However, when confronted with pivotal matters of principle, they can discern right from wrong.

"Zeus, can this be blamed on me? My child grew up like that. Qin Zhu’s daughter’s interest in Kraken seems unlikely. If you randomly found some respectable divine being to negotiate this matter, perhaps the Nine Netherworld would already be under our Olympic control."

Zeus’s hair, raised by the power of thunder, suddenly wilted.

Hades’ words, indeed, hit the mark precisely.

Knowing clearly that Kraken looked far from human, yet still sending him for a marital alliance, claiming it wasn’t to make things difficult for the Nine Netherworld, even Zeus wouldn’t believe it himself.

"Alright, now that matters are as they are, there’s no point in bickering over much. The occurrences of what happens next, I believe, everyone is quite clear on. Instead of blaming each other here, it’s better to consider how to address the recrimination from the Heavenly Emperor’s faction. After all, they were responsible for handling this."

Hera, an enchanting lady in a red dress, played casually with a wine glass in her hand, with an air of nonchalance.

"Paper can’t cover fire; we already anticipated this day would come, didn’t we?"