Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 568 – I am the Ancestor of Eternal Life and the Lord of Rules

The cold wind at high altitude lashed against her face.

Lin Li withdrew her finger from between Long Hao’s brows.

Three hundred years of memories had been fully digested by her.

She had not only figured out the truth of this world, but also understood what the real rules were.

Across from her, Long Hao staggered back half a step.

He stared fixedly at Lin Li, the muscles on his face twitching uncontrollably.

“What… did you just do!”

Long Hao roared, his voice carrying a fear he himself hadn’t noticed.

“Nothing much.”

Lin Li replied casually, her tone as flat as if she were brushing dust off her clothes.

“I just finished watching a very long, and very terrible, play.”

Long Hao couldn’t understand at all.

He had just merged with his own elder sister, Long Xi—the realm he had dreamed of achieving.

He now felt that heaven and earth should bow to his will, not have him looked down upon by some woman who appeared out of nowhere.

“Stop putting on your little act!”

Long Hao raised both hands, roaring like a madman.

“I merged with my sister. I broke the Dragon Clan’s limit. I’m now Level Ten—a true god. Who do you think you are, a mere human, to talk back to me?”

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became. Grayish-black Death Qi churned around his body, nearly condensing into solid form.

In his eyes, the Lin Li before him was nothing more than an ant with absurdly good luck.

“All of you—every single one of you—is nothing but a stepping stone for me.”

“Today I’ll drain your Life Origin dry, then completely destroy this damned planet, and avenge my sister!”

Lin Li looked at his blustering, paper-tiger facade as if she were hearing some boring noise—and actually laughed out loud.

“Have you lost your mind?”

Lin Li curled her lips, her eyes filled with nothing but the pity one gives a pitiful wretch.

“A god? A mongrel who doesn’t even have Blue Star human blood in his veins—you dare call yourself a god?”

“You’re asking for death!”

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Long Hao was thoroughly enraged. He let out a furious roar and shoved both hands forward.

A dense mass of grayish-black energy tore through the air, shooting straight for Lin Li’s face.

Lin Li simply stood there in place, not even making a move to dodge.

“The trump card you’re so proud of—is that all it amounts to?”

She watched the energy rapidly enlarge before her eyes.

“The Death Rule, is it?”

“Sorry to say… I happen to know a little of it myself.”

The moment those words left her lips, her pure white hair, which reached all the way to her ankles, began to be dyed a deep, profound black from the roots down.

A Death Qi far more ancient and far more domineering than Long Hao’s erupted from her in an explosive surge.

Two streams of black energy representing annihilation collided silently at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

No sound came from the sky.

No explosion. No shockwave.

The moment Long Hao’s attack touched Lin Li’s aura, it was devoured with ease, like snow melting under the sun.

The black aura, its momentum undiminished, slammed solidly into Long Hao’s chest.

Long Hao was sent flying backward like a torn rag.

He tumbled awkwardly through the air several times before barely managing to steady himself.

Looking down, a large section of his chest had caved in, and his hard Dragon Scales were shattered piece by piece.

Lin Li’s Death Qi was frantically corroding his flesh and blood.

“How is that possible!”

Long Hao screamed in disbelief.

“This is my exclusive rule. Why can you use it too!”

Lin Li didn’t answer him. She simply walked toward him through the air, step by step.

“Who said this power belongs to you alone?”

With her steps, the entire world around her began to change.

A blazing fireball materialized out of thin air on her left.

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A surging torrent of water shot skyward on her right.

Above her head, several gleaming metal daggers condensed from nothing.

Beneath her feet, countless ink-green vines sprouted from the void.

Water, fire, metal, wood—along with the warped space and sluggish time—all circled around her like obedient pets, showing not the slightest hint of conflict with one another.

Long Hao was utterly stunned.

His mind could no longer comprehend what was unfolding before his eyes.

“You… what the hell are you?!”

He shouted with all his strength, his voice cracking beyond recognition.

“Me?”

Lin Li spread her arms wide, a brilliant smile spreading across her face.

“Let me reintroduce myself—Ancestor of Eternal Life.”

“Of course, you can also call me… Mistress of Rules.”

She flipped her wrist, and the fire and water merged perfectly in her palm, becoming a new, grayish substance.

With a single light swipe, it sliced through Long Hao’s Protective Spiritual Energy.

“A true Level Ten is one who commands all rules.”

Lin Li looked at him with a benevolent gaze, like a teacher giving one final lesson to an ignorant child.

“Not like you—clinging to a fragment of power and smugly calling yourself a god.”

“Impossible. This is absolutely impossible!”

Long Hao shook his head wildly.

The divine throne he had abandoned everything for, sacrificed everything to obtain, was nothing but a joke in someone else’s eyes.

He couldn’t accept this reality.

In the ruins of Fragrant Hills International.

Lei Li and Sun Jing supported each other, barely managing to stay on their feet.

They looked up at the godlike figure in the sky ten thousand meters above.

“I knew it…”

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Lei Li coughed twice, but the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl upward.

“That little girl was never right from the start.”

Sun Jing was already sobbing uncontrollably, wiping her tears repeatedly and nodding continuously.

Chu Chen licked the lollipop in his hand, then bit down on the stick with a sharp “crack.”

“Monster…”

He let out a heavy breath and muttered to himself.

“An absolute monster through and through. How are we supposed to fight this? Looks like this really is the end.”

On the high-altitude battlefield.

Long Hao refused to accept it.

“Die!”

He slammed his palms together, pouring out every last ounce of his remaining strength.

All the Death Rules behind him converged, forming a massive, sinister black scythe.

The scythe stretched a hundred meters long, and wherever its blade passed, even the void itself was split open with a pitch-black gash.

It carried the momentum of world-ending destruction, slashing down viciously toward Lin Li’s head.

Lin Li didn’t retreat—she advanced.

She didn’t even bother with the most basic defense.

The colossal black scythe, capable of severing entire mountain ranges, stopped one meter from her body, let out a crisp sound like fragile glass, shattered inch by inch, and dissolved into nothingness.

“You think that comprehending death means you can control death?”

Lin Li raised a finger and flicked at a speck of dust that wasn’t there on her shoulder.

“Your rules are riddled with holes.”

She raised her right hand and lightly tapped the air with her finger.

“Now. I’m returning it to you.”

A stream of pure, refined death energy shot out from her fingertip.

It split apart in midair, transforming into a massive flock of black crows that surged toward Long Hao like a dark tide.

These crows were not living creatures but were formed from the purest Death Rule.

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Long Hao was greatly alarmed and hastily propped up his final protective barrier.

However, that seemingly sturdy shield didn’t even last a second before shattering with a loud crash.

Hundreds of black crows shrieked as they pierced through Long Hao’s body.

Each crow that passed through took away a portion of his Life Origin.

Long Hao let out a miserable scream as his body began to age and wither at a visible rate, his black hair rapidly turning gray.

“What kind of power is this? Stop! Stop now!”

He tumbled wildly in the air, trying to disperse these nightmare-like death crows.

But all of it was futile.

The level of this power was far too high above his own.

Lin Li simply stood quietly to the side, watching him with indifference.

“Your Dragon Clan loves to treat Blue Star people as ants, reaping their lives at will, don’t you?” Lin Li spoke, her voice devoid of any emotion.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

She reached out and grabbed, and the black crows let out a mournful cry before flying back into her hand, condensing once again into a small black ball of energy.

Long Hao gasped heavily for breath.

His entire body had shrunk considerably, like an old man on the verge of death.

He stared at Lin Li in terror, only one thought remaining in his mind.

Run.

He had to run.

He couldn’t win.

There was simply no way to win.

This woman who called herself the Ancestor of Eternal Life was nothing but a complete and utter demon.

Long Hao spun around abruptly, trying to tear open a Spatial Rift with the last of his brute strength to escape back to the Dragon Spirit Continent.

The black Spatial Rift had just opened halfway.

Lin Li’s voice drifted over lazily from behind him.

“Did I allow you to leave?”