Genshin Impact: I, Heavenly Principle, Will Make Teyvat Supreme

Chapter 172 - Contact All Pantheons Immediately—A Terrifying Crisis Descends

As angels who believe in "God," they are absolutely incapable of resisting Him. The power they wield was granted and sanctioned by God. In other words, their strength belongs to Him.

No matter how powerful they may be individually, they cannot resist God—not even His presence.

"This is divine aura! There's no mistake! But it's so unfamiliar! What happened to God?!"

Gabriel, the most imaginative of the four remaining Seraphim and widely regarded as the most beautiful angel in Heaven, lay prostrate on the ground, trembling in terror.

Michael was drenched in sweat. "No... it's not that our God has changed... This aura, while divine, doesn't belong to our God. It's someone else, someone with similar power, but far stronger!"

"Because this being's power is nearly identical to that of our God, the remnants of our System mistook him for the real one!"

As the Seraph who had served God the longest and knew the most divine secrets, Michael instantly realized what was going on.

And he could also feel the enormous upheaval unfolding beyond Heaven—in the Dimensional Gap. A battle of unimaginable scale was raging.

"Look at the dome over the Divine Residence! The world membrane—it's breaking open!"

A terrified voice from a ten-winged Seraph cried out.

All of the Seraphim looked up in horror.

The Seventh Heaven's dome, the part closest to the world membrane, leads directly to the Dimensional Gap.

But entering from the Dimensional Gap into the Seventh Heaven was nearly impossible. This was the sanctum of the System.

CRACK CRACK CRACK—

The sound of glass shattering rang through all of Heaven.

It was the world membrane breaking apart from an external assault originating in the Dimensional Gap.

These rifts in time and space—"dimensional fractures"—were not unknown to the Seraphim. Anyone who had survived the ancient wars had seen them before.

But never had such a rupture appeared in Heaven.

And yet, what stunned them most wasn't the fracture itself—but the scene revealed beyond it.

It was as if a world was being created.

A massive red dragon, thousands of meters long, was engaged in battle with a being radiating divine presence.

This being was far more powerful than their God.

Even the Great Red—the strongest dragon in the world, whom their God would have avoided confronting directly—was now bound like a captured rat in a trap by chains casually flung from this being.

The dragon's blood scattered across the Dimensional Gap.

And the one who had subdued it appeared entirely at ease, like a hunter who had simply caught a rabbit.

The sight shattered the Seraphim's entire understanding of power.

Michael's eyes shrank to pinpoints, trembling violently.

The other Seraphim were in even worse shape.

...

The battle in the Dimensional Gap had lasted less than a minute. From the moment it began to when the Red Dragon God Emperor was bound like prey—including the time spent toying with her.

Had the being been serious, it would have ended even faster.

Despite the short duration, the resulting dimensional shockwaves shook the entire DXD world. The membranes of every world suffered tears from the residual force.

These breaches were not catastrophic. The worlds would soon repair themselves.

However, the highest beings in every world had glimpsed the battle in the Dimensional Gap through the torn rifts.

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Asgard.

At the edge of a spatial rupture, an elderly man with white hair and beard, and a white gemstone embedded in his left eye, stood in shock as he beheld the fleeting sight from the Dimensional Gap.

He could feel the oppressive aura tearing through the dimensions—an aura so powerful that even for a chief god like himself, it was like a crushing weight from a higher plane of existence.

"That's... the one from the biblical system? No... no, it isn't! That one never had such power!"

"Even the Great Red is...!"

Cold sweat poured down his beard like rain in an instant.

As the chief god of a divine pantheon, he felt an unprecedented suffocating pressure that reached deep into his divinity.

A terrifying thought crossed his mind.

He knew of otherworldly realms beyond this one. But the Great Red dwelled in the Dimensional Gap, treating it as its domain.

Any god who ventured into the Dimensional Gap would be regarded as an enemy by the Great Red.

So even though they knew of other worlds, exploration had always been blocked by the dragon's presence.

"That must be a being from another world!"

"Even the Great Red...!"

His pupils contracted, trembling.

Was the Great Red not guarding the Dimensional Gap as a domain—but as a shield to prevent incursions from other worlds?

"This is bad! If such a terrifying being descends into our world... what could happen?!"

"We must contact all other chief gods immediately!"

If Odin, chief god of the Norse pantheon, could reach this conclusion so quickly, the other pantheon leaders surely would as well.

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Olympus.

The four remaining primordial gods—Gaia, Nyx, Erebus, and Tartarus—stood at the edge of a rupture, watching in disbelief as the Great Red was defeated.

A young girl, appearing no older than fourteen or fifteen, with jet-black hair trailing to her heels and a playful modern dress, covered her mouth as her pupils rapidly contracted.

"This is bad, really bad! That's a supreme being descending from beyond the Dimensional Gap!"

Tartarus trembled. "You don't need to say it, Nyx. We're all painfully aware of the situation."

So strong. Terrifyingly strong. Just the aura alone made even him, one of the primordial gods of the Greek world, struggle to breathe.

Erebus spoke in a grave tone. "The Great Red is likely going to die... Our world is in danger."

Gaia added, "Contact the other pantheons immediately. This is a crisis beyond imagination."

As primordial gods, they knew full well the Great Red had been guarding the world.

If that protector was now being slain, what would happen next needed no further explanation.

Perhaps if the being was merely passing through, they might survive.

But the aura of another world was already spilling into theirs.

That could only mean one thing—

This being was headed straight for their world.

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Indian Divine Kingdom.

A beautiful boy who appeared around fourteen or fifteen years old, with dark hair shimmering with a blue sheen, wiped the cold sweat from his brow and looked behind him.

"Vishnu, Brahma... An unimaginable world crisis is upon us. That being is preparing to descend into our world. We must prepare for battle at any moment."

He didn't say the rest aloud, but after sharing rule over the same pantheon for so long, the others could read his thoughts clearly.

As the highest gods of a world, they needed no further explanation.

Vishnu withdrew his gaze from the slowly healing spatial rupture. "An invasion from another world..."

"An enemy of such overwhelming power... What can we even do?"

Brahma said, "What happens if we choose not to resist?"

Indeed, the invasive aura from the other world left no doubt—this being had come with hostile intent.

They could scarcely imagine the might of the being who slew the Great Red in the Dimensional Gap, let alone their standing in that foreign hierarchy.

That aura, so similar to the biblical God, must belong to the master of an entire divine system.

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Mount Sumeru.

The supreme ruler of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Indra, remained frozen in shock. A vast, inescapable sense of crisis loomed overhead.

Cold sweat dripped from his chin unnoticed.

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Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Seated upon a lotus platform, the Buddha Shakyamuni recited sutras with his hands clasped, trying to calm himself.

On either side of the Dharma Hall, the bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and arhats had long since been thrown to the ground by the descending aura.

Only Guanyin Bodhisattva and Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva remained seated on their lotus thrones, though their robes were drenched in sweat.

The willow branch in Guanyin's jade bottle had fallen into her lap, and her delicate hands trembled uncontrollably.

In Takamagahara and the Celtic God Realm, all divine beings below chief deity level had been flattened by the sheer pressure.

Even in Takamagahara, Amaterasu's sacred residence—Ashihara-no-Nakatsukuni—was torn apart. Its towers collapsed, and Amaterasu herself was buried beneath them.

After the ruptures in each world's membrane healed, the chief gods began making contact.

Previously, they would have traveled between worlds via the magical railways built atop interdimensional pathways.

But the spatial ruptures had destroyed all such paths, forcing them to fall back on primitive summoning methods to communicate across realms.

...

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Underworld—

A girl who appeared thirteen or fourteen, dressed in a black, thin outer robe, with a butterfly bow on her neck, hovered in midair.

It wasn't levitation—she was sitting as if the very fabric of space itself were her chair.

Her eyes, usually indifferent to all things in the world, now flickered with emotion.

"So the Red Dragon God Emperor was defeated... Who are you?"

"I sense a power like mine, only far stronger."

"Are you the Dragon God of another world?"

"Have you slain the Red Dragon God Emperor who drove me out of the Dimensional Gap?"

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Dimensional Gap.

A massive red dragon, stretching thousands of meters, was now bound by countless chains formed from pure Truth.

Like a crucified figure, she was suspended at the center of the divine halo.

She couldn't even twitch a claw, let alone resist.

Droplets of dragon blood imbued with dreamlike essence flowed from the massive red dragon's pierced body, trickling into the Dimensional Gap.

The Red Dragon God Emperor's crimson-gold eyes no longer held the fierce brilliance from just a minute ago. Instead, they had dimmed, as if the flame of life was about to extinguish.

Noah casually conjured a vessel capable of holding the dragon blood and tossed it into the air, letting it collect the precious liquid.

The blood of a truth dragon was immensely valuable. Even a lifeless world could be revitalized by a single drop.

Noah's golden eyes were domineering as he looked upon the gravely wounded Red Dragon God Emperor.

Chains forged from the two great truths wove around her like a net. Dozens more pierced through her, locking her onto the divine ring.

"Red Dragon, now do you understand the gap between us?"

"Before our battle, I said it clearly—I came to conquer, not to slaughter."

"Now, will you choose to submit to me... or be enslaved by me?"

In truth, there was only one choice.

The Red Dragon was nothing more than meat on the chopping block. All Noah offered was the illusion of choosing how she would be carved.

To the victor go the spoils. The defeated are left in the dust.

The Red Dragon God Emperor looked at the "One True God," whose size was minuscule compared to her colossal form. Her voice was weak.

"You... are too strong... I can't stop you from doing whatever you want."

Noah replied matter-of-factly, "As it should be."

She then asked, "Will your conquest spare the world?"

Noah said, "The defeated have no right to make demands. You may choose 'willing submission' or 'forced submission.' I have little patience."

His golden eyes reflected her dimming dragon gaze.

He knew she was already leaning toward surrender.

At this level, only a fool would cling to defiance.

If she died, it would be in vain. Could she even know what fate would befall the world afterward?

The Red Dragon God Emperor lowered her long-proud head, her ancient dignity crumbling.

"I submit..."

She had believed that even if she was no match, as the embodiment of the Dream Truth, she could at least hold out for centuries.

But two strikes—

No, the first one alone could have killed her.

As he had said: he wanted conquest, not destruction.

Noah smirked. "Good. Then allow your truth to fall under my dominion."

With that, the divine halo binding the Red Dragon burst with radiant light.

A projection of the Teyvat Universe appeared in the Dimensional Gap.

As the ruler of Teyvat, he could wield the entire universe's power.

Using the two great truths, he initiated a siphoning from the Red Dragon God Emperor, drawing the Dream Truth into the Teyvat Universe.

With the Dream Truth absorbed, it was now his to command.

And with it, the Red Dragon God Emperor herself was fully under his control.

This was why he had said at the very beginning: once defeated, she would never rise again.

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