Chapter 1521 The God on the Throne, the Transformation after the Desire Sinks

Chapter 1521 The God on the Throne, the Transformation after the Desire Sinks
In the center of the ancient and prosperous Chang'an, a temple stands.

At dawn, the golden sunlight penetrates the mist, casting a mysterious and brilliant glow over the temple.

The temple is built on a marble base and has bluestone walls. The surface is carved with intricate and delicate totems, including auspicious dragons and phoenixes, and interweaving clouds and thunder. Every stroke contains ancient myths and wisdom, as if you can hear history whispering between the cracks in the stone.

The roof adopts a design of flying eaves and upturned corners, and is covered with glittering glazed tiles. Whenever the sunlight moves, it refracts thousands of rays of light, just like the light of heaven falling on the earth.

Inside the temple, beneath the towering dome, are murals depicting the creation of the world and the advent of the gods. These colorful and lifelike murals make the entire space look both solemn and mysterious.

In the center, a passage paved with white jade leads directly to the throne, with statues symbolizing protection and strength lined up on both sides. They are holding swords or shields, with solemn expressions.

At the deepest part of the temple, there is a throne made of pure gold and inlaid with countless gems, shining with a light that makes people dare not look directly at it. On the throne sits the legendary god, wearing colorful clothes and a crown on his head. His face is shrouded in a faint divine light, appearing out of reach, yet revealing endless majesty and mercy.

In the center of the temple, a group of witches in long gauze dresses danced slowly to the melodious music. Their dancing postures were elegant and mysterious, and their bodies swayed lightly, like catkins in the wind or ripples in the water. Each movement complemented the solemn atmosphere of the temple, while adding a bit of vitality and agility. The ribbons in the hands of the witches fluttered in the wind, turning the believers' prayers into the most beautiful dance, dedicated to the high gods.

In this dreamlike scene, the god on the throne had a barely perceptible flash of intoxication and emotion in his eyes that saw through everything.

His voice echoed gently in every corner of the temple, with a hint of casualness and self-mockery that did not belong here: "It is such a beautiful scenery that makes people intoxicated. If it were me in my previous life, I might have to spend all my wealth to enjoy even a little bit of it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire temple seemed to be shaken. The priestesses paused for a moment, and then danced more enthusiastically, as if they wanted to respond to this sudden "mortal's words" with a more gorgeous dance.

The believers looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they were more filled with endless worship and awe for the gods. After all, in their eyes, everything about the gods was unpredictable and unspeakable.

God doesn’t care about all this, and doesn’t care if His words are heard by others.

In this world, he is invincible and the supreme god. Everyone is his believer. So what if a few words are spoken? It will not affect his rule in the slightest.

Yes, just as he said, he was a time traveler and his soul came from a distant, blue planet.

It was an ordinary world where only technology existed and nothing extraordinary existed, and he was just one of the countless living beings.

Although he has his own dreams and pursuits, his lack of ability and financial resources prevents him from pursuing his dreams. He thought he would live a mediocre life, but unexpectedly, a sudden change made him travel to this world, and he also brought the system with him.

The sign-in system of the universe allows one to sign in for items in his world and even in other worlds. Theoretically, all things in the universe can be signed in and obtained, but after trying, he found that the items in his world are more likely to appear.

If things had developed normally, he should have stayed in this world for a while, and after gaining a certain amount of strength, he would think of using talismans, shadow masks, magic energy, and spells. However, he didn't expect that just one sign-in would allow him to obtain the most powerful and precious treasure in the world - the Book of Time!
The Book of Time records the passage of time and history of all the years in this world. It is an absolute artifact, and everything recorded in it can become true.

Write it down, make it come true, tamper with history, change everything!
Regardless of identity or strength, he can change everyone's perception, no matter who they are, no matter how strong they are, no matter where they are, as long as the history is written, they will be rewritten.

Therefore, he became invincible. He became the supreme god who was omniscient and omnipotent in this world and in charge of everything. He also lived the life he had always dreamed of in his previous life.

Beauty, freedom, enjoyment, pleasure...

No one knew what kind of wonderful luxury he was immersed in during those first few days. It was a beauty that he could not even dream of enjoying in his previous life. Human desires were completely submerged in those days.

However, as the number of enjoyments and services increased, he gradually became bored.

It cannot be said that he has no interest in this, but it just requires some emotional provocation and changes in the plot to make him more interested and enthusiastic about it.

That kind of look of extreme respect and admiration was okay the first few times, but then it gradually became boring.

However, it was also those days of decadence that gradually awakened him from the mentality of an ordinary person who had just gained powerful strength.

It is not shameful to indulge in desires because of sudden power. The key is whether you can realize this after you wake up and try your best to achieve a state of mind that matches the power.

Now, he is a god in terms of power, but still an ordinary man in terms of thought.

However, the state of mind cannot be improved in one or two days. It seems that compared with strength, the state of mind is more difficult to improve.

And in this world, there seems to be few ways to improve one's state of mind.

The righteous people are like saints, not greedy for power, not pursuing immortality, and even willing to sacrifice themselves to maintain a balance between good and evil.

But they have no way to improve their state of mind, it is purely the nobility of personal will.

Chen Hao knew that it was impossible for him to have such a saintly state of mind. He had no intention of elevating his state of mind to this level. All he wanted was to control his own power without affecting his own thinking, rather than being controlled by the power.

The method he thought of was very simple, which was to enjoy everything in this world that could make his desires stir.

He wants freedom, women, and rights, so he enjoys them without restraint.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or at worst ten thousand years, or a hundred thousand years.

For him who possesses endless life, time is nothing but nothingness. He can improve himself in this world in the way he wants to the level that he thinks is in line with the power he possesses now.

To become a qualified strong man, strength alone is not enough. Chen Hao understands this very well. However, compared with the state of mind, strength is more important, much more important.

Fortunately, he already has the power, and the remaining state of mind will naturally improve over time.

This world is just his first stop in his journey across the heavens and the worlds. He doesn't want to be like the many time travelers he saw in novels in his previous life, who, even after living again and practicing for thousands of years, still think like ordinary people.

He wanted to change everything about his past life as an ordinary person in this first world of Jackie Chan Adventures, and truly possess the mentality and strength of a strong man.

Therefore, he wanted to satisfy all the desires that he fantasized about and longed for in his previous life, and when they were satisfied to the point of disgust, he would be able to look at it all indifferently.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with his idea, but now there seemed to be some unknown changes. No, it cannot be said to be unknown, because he had also imagined this possibility at the beginning.

That was the worst possible scenario he didn't want to happen.

"There really was something wrong with Jackie Chan, but it was different from what I imagined. It was the Holy Lord who was chosen instead of Jackie Chan."

"The sudden appearance of someone who doesn't belong to this world... Hehe, I thought it was a rebellion between good and evil to correct the world, but I didn't expect it to be a visitor from another world."

"Chat group, Wanjie Mall, Zhutian Building, or Lord God Space?"

"Everything seems possible, and every one of them seems to pose a threat to me."

Although he said this, there was no panic on Chen Hao's face. Instead, there was a smile that was full of confidence and that showed he was in control of everything.

"System, has it been detected?"

As his voice fell, a cold mechanical sound rang in his ears.

"Ding, the Jackie Chan Adventure World has been tested, and no traces of fluctuations of [Rule-level Items] have been detected. It is suspected to be at the same level as the system."

"It is detected that the host has an opportunity to travel through the world. Do you want to use it?"

"Not in use for now."

Chen Hao shook his head and chuckled. He was not worried at all about the system not detecting the [Rule-Level Item] behind the new person.

The opportunity to travel through the world is one reason, and another reason is because of the confidence in one's own abilities.

What he possesses now is the strongest power in the world. Although it is nothing compared to those high-powered worlds, he cannot die.

Yes, as early as in the history books, he had bound his life and death to the world itself, and it was a one-sided binding. If the world perishes, he will survive alone; and if he dies, the world will be annihilated as well.

Although it is just the Earth beneath their feet, the world of Jackie Chan Adventures relies on the Earth. If they want to kill him, then the lives of the entire planet will die.

Be it Jackie Chan or Holy Lord, everything on this planet will die.

Can they afford such a price?

Just as Chen Hao was immersed in deep thoughts, he seemed to sense something. His eyes moved slightly, and then he gently waved to the witches who were dancing in front of the hall. The witches seemed to have received some kind of instructions, stopped dancing, saluted respectfully, and then retreated quietly.

At the moment the witches left, an inexplicable wave suddenly surged in front of the temple, and then a dark and deep black hole slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes, like a crack in the universe, revealing endless mystery and danger. Three figures walked out of the black hole one after another, their auras were different, but all of them revealed their strength and extraordinaryness.

Chen Hao's eyes first swept over a tall and familiar figure—the Holy Lord. His appearance did not surprise Chen Hao, but his aura was much stronger than the original Holy Lord.

His gaze did not stay on the Holy Lord for too long. After a casual glance, he turned to the man next to him who was wearing black and gold dragon-patterned clothing. He was wearing a dragon robe, and the clothing was complicated and solemn. Gold and black were intertwined together, as dazzling as the sun, moon and stars. He wore a jade crown on his head, and the crown was inlaid with dazzling gems, flashing a light that made people dare not look directly at it.

"Black, Ying Zheng?"

"Or maybe a dynasty from another world?"

Chen Hao thought with interest that if it was the Qin Dynasty in history, the imperial robe should never look like this.

The reason why I thought of Ying Zheng is just because of the color “black”.

In the Qin Dynasty, apart from Ying Zheng, he could not think of a second emperor who could exude such power.

Chen Hao did not dwell on this too much. Whether it was Ying Zheng or the emperors of other dynasties in the world, it did not affect the fact that they were enemies on opposite sides and a war was about to break out.

While thinking, he cast his gaze on the last person. At that moment, his pupils suddenly contracted and his body tensed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

In fact, nothing can be seen from the perspective of ordinary people, but in his perspective, that person exudes an indescribable sacredness and greatness. His appearance makes the entire temple seem to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious light. Chen Hao feels the vast and boundless sacredness and greatness of immortal gods from that person. It is an existence that transcends mortal cognition, a power that makes people worship and cannot look directly at it.

"god!"

"A true god!"

In just a moment, Chen Hao realized what kind of existence the other party was.

If he was a false supreme god who was in charge of everything, omniscient and omnipotent, who he had created for himself using the years and history books, then the other party was a true god who had transformed everything into something beyond the human level.

"Huh" Chen Hao took a deep breath. After the shock at that moment, he quickly adjusted his mentality and began to calmly analyze the situation in front of him.

Although he is the supreme god created through the history books of the years, it does not mean that he is false and powerless. On the contrary, he can clearly feel the nearly omnipotent power in his body.

And even if he is defeated, his connection with this world and the number of world travels he obtains by signing in to the system allow him to face any strong opponent with ease.

Or it is that one's own thinking and mentality have not been transformed from the level of ordinary people. When seeing an unknown strong person, one is easily influenced, and feels fear, which affects oneself.

Thinking of this, Chen Hao took a deep breath, and his tense body gradually relaxed. He looked at the real god again. Although the other party still exuded a sacred and great aura, in Chen Hao's eyes, this sacredness was no longer an untouchable and irresistible existence.

Sure enough, with the power he currently possesses, even a true immortal god cannot threaten him with death.

(End of this chapter)