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

"Damn it!"

Odin's face turned pale. Before he could even think of a way to counteract the very embodiment of rules, he was already trapped.

To be struck by the rules themselves—even as a Primary God—was unbearable.

Gods are embodiments of rules, manifestations of concepts, born from the world itself. So when confronted with the rules in their purest form, it was like an egg striking against another egg.

While rule against rule would not cancel each other out nor suffer mutual destruction, the divine essence would be shattered—equivalent to breaking the embodiment and reverting it to raw, unshaped rule.

The wind-formed arrows, condensed from the Rule of Wind, pierced into Odin one after another.

There were no dramatic sounds, no blinding lights—just simple arrows striking a target.

Buzz!

At that moment, Barbatos' temporarily liberated Authority—granted by the "Gift of Truth"—was sealed once more.

The forcibly dominated Wind Rules dispersed, returning to Asgard.

The cage that had imprisoned Odin and the arrows that had turned him into a pincushion vanished into the wind.

Odin plummeted from the sky, even dropping his sacred spear, Gungnir.

His eyes turned blank; his consciousness had been temporarily shattered.

Barbatos took a deep breath, a hint of fatigue flashing through his eyes.

"Although liberating my Authority temporarily gave me a massive power boost, it nearly caused my Authority to collapse."

If his Authority couldn't withstand the release, it would have been torn apart.

Thus, becoming a Supreme God was no easy feat. To become a "True King" of a rule, one's Authority must reach an absolute level.

Otherwise, "power without virtue leads to disaster."

Odin's fall was witnessed by all battling Norse gods.

A wave of dread washed over them.

The great Odin, the strongest deity of their pantheon, had been defeated. Was there any hope left?

Brynhildr, who had been fighting Jean, cried out: "Lord Odin!"

Jean, who had been pressuring her for dozens of rounds, looked at the blue-haired Valkyrie and said, "Your chief god has fallen. Do you still wish to continue? If you're not satisfied, I'll keep going."

Brynhildr looked once more at the foreign god who had been overwhelming her.

"Of course I won't give up yet. You haven't beaten me. I am the eldest of the Valkyries!"

With that, she thrust her spear forward again.

Though her words were defiant, her will to fight had significantly weakened.

With the pillar of the Norse Pantheon defeated, the morale of the entire realm plummeted.

...

Fairy Realm.

Here resided elves and various floral and arboreal spirits.

Its chief god, the Forest God Vidar, sensed Odin's defeat and was momentarily distracted. A blast imbued with the Rule of Water and an incomprehensible Authority struck him.

His divine energy crumbled, and a massive column of water smashed him to the ground.

Boom!

A lake resembling an ocean formed instantly across the Fairy Realm's land.

At its center, a gigantic verdant tree sprouted.

"Cough... I was careless. What is your Authority? Why does it assimilate life?"

Vidar clutched his chest, divine blood dripping into the lake. The aura of life spread, only to dissolve in the water a moment later.

Neuvillette walked calmly across the lake, staff in hand, his voice deep and steady.

"This is Primordial Water... Of course, your world has never seen it. All life is born from the Primordial Sea. The Primordial Water is that sea stripped of its creative force, leaving only the purest form of water."

"Surrender. Fighting a battle that cannot be won is meaningless."

Vidar sighed. Odin had fallen, he himself was gravely injured, and even Surtr, King of the Fire Giants, was no match for these divine invaders.

Although they were invaders, they had not truly killed anyone in Asgard, and their manners had been surprisingly respectful.

"I have indeed been defeated by you. I concede. May I know your name, God of Water?"

Neuvillette's stern expression softened slightly. "I am no god—I am Neuvillette, the Dragon King of Hydro. Now, join our Pantheon."

As he spoke, a glowing orb the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in his palm and gently floated toward Vidar.

Vidar reached out. As a chief god, he could still sense if there was any danger or curse.

The moment he touched the orb, his eyes turned dazed.

Neuvillette nodded.

His mission in Asgard was complete.

Next, he would rendezvous with Furina and continue the offensive toward "Olympus."

...

Land of Giants.

At that moment, Surtr, King of the Fire Giants, was pinned beneath a colossal mountain of ice forged from divine power.

His immense strength and all-consuming flames couldn't melt the glacier pressing down on him.

Though he too was a Primary God, the opposing god's rules and Authority were stronger than his.

Tsaritsa floated in the sky, looking down on the frozen realm of fire she had subdued.

"King of Giants, your world's two chief gods have already fallen. You should yield as well."

Suppressing Surtr hadn't even taken much effort. While he was indeed a Primary God, he was a weak one.

The gap between Primary Gods was vast. A powerful one could eliminate a weaker peer in a single blow.

Surtr, filled with bitterness, growled: "You're... too strong..."

...

With all three major chief gods of the Norse world defeated, more and more gods lost the will to fight and chose to surrender.

When your top generals have all fallen, how do you expect the army to continue?

There was simply no way to keep fighting.

Especially when the enemy could kill you, but chose not to—knocking you down each time you tried to rise again.

Even those who wished to defend the honor of the Northern Gods slowly lost hope after repeated defeats.

One after another, the Norse gods accepted the glowing orbs extended to them.

And in that moment, their expressions changed dramatically.

The bitterness in their hearts began to fade.

While Odin was still unconscious, the entire Norse Pantheon had already voluntarily joined Teyvat.

...

By the time Odin regained consciousness, the war was already over.

He found himself lying on a field of blooming flowers, surrounded by the gods of the Norse Pantheon.

Not far away stood the gods from the other world.

Odin's weathered face scrunched up as he sighed. "Ah... So our Norse world has truly lost?"

Vidar nodded. "We've lost."

With that, Vidar extended a glowing orb toward Odin, wearing a gentle, spring-like smile.

"Lord Odin, let's skip the talk for now. Just take this first."

"Oh? What is this?"

Odin looked puzzled, but feeling no danger, he reached out without hesitation.

Yet the moment his hand touched the glowing orb, his Authority was instantly bound. He could no longer control his own existence.

Odin's mind trembled.

He lost all perception of the outside world as his consciousness arrived in a pitch-black "starry sky."

Each star in the sky radiated divine aura.

As the Chief God of the Norse Pantheon, Odin instantly understood what this place was.

This was the projected system architecture of the Pantheon.

Each star represented a god within the Pantheon—or one destined to become a god.

Odin's single eye widened.

How many?

All of these stars?

How could this be? It was too many! The Norse gods weren't even a drop in this vast sea!

The closer a star was to the center, the stronger the god it represented.

The Teyvat Pantheon had already entered version 2.0, now equipped with "Future Observation."

This function allowed the system to foresee how many gods would emerge from the Teyvat Universe, and how high they could rise.

Currently, Future Observation could only project one thousand years into the future.

Within that time, projections showed:

500,000 Lower Gods.

20,000 Middle Gods.

4,000 Upper Gods.

200 Primary Gods.

And 33 Supreme Gods, 22 of whom corresponded to the 22 Paths to Godhood in the Kabbalah.

Odin slowly turned his gaze toward the center of the starfield.

"So this... is their Pantheon? Over 200 Primary Gods, more than 50 stronger than me... and 33 capable of challenging Great Red..."

When he saw the three brightest stars, his spirit nearly shattered.

Incomprehensible. Unfathomable.

Was this what that boy meant by "Holy Gods"?

Cold sweat streamed down Odin's back. A profound, soul-deep fear took hold.

At that moment, all Authority tied to his own Pantheon status was stripped away from him.

He didn't resist. He couldn't.

The projection before him froze even his willpower.

A virtual figure descended from the brightest star in the center of the starfield.

Compared to this being, Odin was like a thumb-sized man standing in a giant's palm.

In the Pantheon projection, figures were scaled to match their power.

Odin wasn't even tall enough to reach this being's fingertip.

The figure looked down at him.

[The Norse Pantheon will henceforth become a branch faction. Odin.]

The voice, filled with universal truth, echoed in Odin's ears.

His mind snapped back. Countless pieces of information surged into his consciousness.

He now understood the Teyvat Universe, the Pantheon structure, and the gods who stood above even the Primary Gods.

And this being—this was the Creator God, the Heavenly Principle, the One True God, the Supreme Sovereign of the Teyvat Universe.

Before such an existence, Odin found he could not even think clearly.

He quickly responded, "Y-Yes... Lord Heavenly Principle."

In that moment, his Authority as a chief god was taken and integrated into the great being's Pantheon.

Yet he felt no resentment or unwillingness.

Instead, he sensed a higher path beyond the Primary God level.

"Devour all worlds, ascend to the supreme!"

A brand-new, overwhelming desire ignited in Odin's heart—a thirst for the myriad realms.

It was like a country bumpkin seeing the grandeur of the world for the first time—how could he ever go back to his old life?

The information he had just received was far more valuable than the "omniscience" he once obtained from his own world.

His so-called omniscience and cosmic insight were only applicable to Asgard.

Beyond the world were the Universe, the Macrocosm, and the Multiverse.

As a so-called "Pantheon Lord," he had merely been entertaining himself within the bounds of Asgard.

...

Heaven Realm.

"Eleven worlds, and in such a short time, three have already been secured. As for the Human Realm... that one we don't need to worry about."

Noah sat on the divine throne, lightly tapping the air before him.

A phantom projection appeared—eleven orbs linked by a purple halo.

That purple halo was the "Ouroboros Truth," and the Infinite Dragon God Ophis was its embodiment—though currently only in her juvenile stage, holding less than ten percent of its authority.

If she possessed full authority, Ophis's power would easily surpass that of Phanes.

At this moment, the mists had cleared over the orbs representing the Underworld, Heaven, and Asgard, revealing their full state.

Except for the central Human Realm, which remained spherical, the other worlds each had unique, non-spherical forms.

"We've already claimed a third of the world authority. At this pace, we'll finish within ten days."

Noah turned his gaze toward the Dimensional Gap.

Asmoday and Ophis were still fighting—neither gaining the upper hand.

Ophis, having shed her outfit during the brutal melee, now showed signs of her silver dragon form.

"Looks like they're both really enjoying themselves."

...

"But playtime's over."

Noah rose from the divine throne and opened the portal to the Dimensional Gap.

It was time to subdue the Three Truths. After all, Ophis represented "Infinity," and with her limitless potential, surprises were inevitable.

...

Inside the Dimensional Gap—

BOOM!

A massive silver dragon, several hundred meters long, clashed repeatedly with Asmoday, their shockwaves distorting the surrounding space.

Dragon breath, claws, and primal fury—Ophis fought using the rawest, most brutal form of power: Infinite Force.

As a Supreme God, Asmoday countered with space rules enhanced by the Infinite Force borrowed from the Heavenly Principle. Like a master dragonslayer, she danced through space with calculated dodges and cunning strikes.

Neither side could overcome the other.

Their battle merely rendered the Dimensional Gap increasingly chaotic.

At this rate, they could fight for ten thousand years without a victor.

Buzz!

Suddenly, an overwhelming aura descended.

This pressure altered the very nature of the Dimensional Gap.

It shifted from a state of "nothingness" to one of "solidity."

Like water freezing into ice.

This was the power of "Dimensional Authority"—granted to Noah after Teyvat Universe assimilated the Dimensional Gap.

It was the authority to redefine the nature of dimensional space.

Instantly, the massive silver dragon was frozen into a colossal statue.

Ophis blinked in confusion.

"The Dimensional Gap...?"

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