103: Origin Law Dao Patterns

Grand Hall Master Li Xuan's voice was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, carrying an undeniable majesty. In an instant, hundreds of dazzling golden lights descended from the sky, like the rescuing hands of a deity, precisely covering the surviving Saints. Lin Yuan only felt the space before his eyes suddenly warp, and countless bizarre colors flashed rapidly across his vision. When he opened his eyes again, the cold metal deck had replaced the shattered earth—he was standing on the Spirit Martial Hall's massive Bronze Flying Boat.

This thousand-zhang-long flying boat was currently emitting a faint blue light. The defensive runes engraved on the hull were flickering at a specific frequency, resisting the aftershocks from the Void Realm. Lin Yuan looked around. Golden lights flashed continuously, and the surviving Saints appeared one after another on the deck. Of the original magnificent thousand Saints, only two hundred and eighty-seven remained, making the spacious deck look exceptionally deserted. However, those who survived all possessed profound and deep auras; the weakest had reached the Spirit Refining Realm Peak, and nearly a hundred had even achieved a Breakthrough to become Myriad Laws Realm Martial Artists!

"Senior Brother Chu, you actually Broke through to the fifth Heaven of the Myriad Laws Realm?" A Purple-Robed Girl exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief.

Not far away, Chu Dust-Dispelling, clad in white clothes whiter than snow, was surrounded like the moon among stars. Behind him, a majestic Dharma Idol appeared. The phantom image of the Nine Heavens Palace floated in the Void Realm, four layers of which had already solidified, emitting suffocating pressure—this was the sign of the fifth Heaven of the Myriad Laws Realm!

"It was merely luck." Chu Dust-Dispelling smiled faintly, lightly stroking the Jade Pendant at his waist. "This time, I discovered an ancient ruin on the seventh layer of the Secret Realm and gained some Opportunity."

As he spoke, his gaze subtly swept the edge of the crowd. When he saw the silent Lin Yuan, his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

"Rumble—"

A deafening sound of space collapsing suddenly came from afar, causing the entire flying boat to tremble slightly in the sound waves. Someone pointed outside the porthole in horror: "Look at the Secret Realm!"

Everyone turned their heads simultaneously to look, only to see that the distant Void Realm seemed to have been torn open by some terrifying force, creating a massive gap. The Soul Ruins Secret Realm was collapsing at a visible rate. Space fragments fell off in large chunks like peeling paint, revealing the bottomless, nihilistic darkness behind. What was even more horrifying was that the remaining billions of Soul Spirits in the Secret Realm were all being pulled by an invisible force, like schools of fish caught in a whirlpool, instantly crushed into the most primitive Energy Particles.

"This... what exactly is going on?" A Blue-Robed Saint wiped the cold sweat continuously seeping from his forehead, his voice trembling. "How could the Secret Realm suddenly collapse?"

The Red-Haired Female Saint next to him frowned, unconsciously rubbing the hilt of her sword. "I've read related records in ancient texts. This kind of chain collapse only happens when the Origin power supporting the Secret Realm is forcibly extracted."

"Origin power?" Several Saints nearby gathered upon hearing this, their faces filled with confusion and curiosity.

Just then, Chu Dust-Dispelling walked slowly over. The aura of the fifth Heaven of the Myriad Laws Realm made everyone unconsciously clear a path. His slender fingers gently tapped the White Jade Railing, and his voice was cold: "Haven't you noticed? Before the Secret Realm collapsed, the heavenly soul pagoda disappeared first."

This sentence was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake. The Saints immediately erupted into chaos:

"That's right! The last time I looked back, the heavenly soul pagoda was indeed gone!"

"It is said that the heavenly soul pagoda is a Dao Artifact that only a Myriad Dao Realm expert can control!"

"Did someone take the heavenly soul pagoda? How is that possible!"

Lin Yuan stood on the periphery of the crowd, silently observing everyone's reactions. He noticed Chu Dust-Dispelling's gaze sweeping back and forth across the crowd, as if searching for something, or confirming something.

"Wait, where is Senior Brother Huang?" Suddenly, someone noticed the anomaly.

Only then did everyone realize with alarm that Nine Nether Emperor, who was hailed as the Number One Person of the Younger Generation of the Spirit Martial Hall, was missing. Various speculations immediately spread like wildfire:

"Could Senior Brother Huang have obtained the heavenly soul pagoda?"

"Then why hasn't he shown himself?"

"Could it be... that he was struck by the Dao Artifact's Backlash?"

Amidst the discussions, someone suddenly pointed the finger at Lin Yuan: "Tell me, is it possible that Lin Yuan obtained the heavenly soul pagoda? He hasn't manifested his Dharma Idol yet; who knows what Realm he Broke through to?"

This statement drew many sidelong glances. Lin Yuan remained silent, only his fingertips trembled slightly. Just then, a vast, abyssal aura suddenly descended. Grand Hall Master Li Xuan stepped through the Void Realm, his Plain-Colored Long Robe fluttering fiercely. His gaze, like lightning, swept over everyone, pausing imperceptibly for a moment when it reached Lin Yuan.

"The Trial is over." Li Xuan's voice was not loud, but it brought all discussion to an abrupt halt. "Everyone, return to the Hall to rest."

Following the simple command, he waved his large sleeve, and a silver-glowing Spatial Portal appeared out of thin air above the deck. Although the Saints were full of questions, none dared to speak further under the Grand Hall Master's pressure, and they stepped into the spinning spatial vortex one by one.

After the last Saint's figure disappeared into the portal, Li Xuan stood alone in the Void Realm, staring at the spatial rift that was gradually calming down in the distance, his brows tightly furrowed. He raised his hand and Calculated for a moment, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"Nine Nether Emperor..." the Grand Hall Master muttered softly to himself. "It seems he truly perished."

With a wave of his large sleeve, Li Xuan's figure dissipated like a bubble in the Void Realm... Xuantian Peak Summit, the Grand Hall Master's Cultivation Chamber.

This seemingly simple Stone Room actually contained vast mysteries. The four walls were covered with complex spatial runes, and every pattern flowed with silver Law power, completely isolating the internal and external space. As soon as Lin Yuan stepped inside, he felt a gentle yet irresistible force brush over his entire body like a spring breeze; even the secrets deep within his Sea of Consciousness felt as if they were about to be seen through.

"Lin Yuan, quickly manifest your Dharma Idol. When you were teleported out of the Secret Realm, I detected fluctuations of Origin Law on you."

The Grand Hall Master's voice rarely carried a hint of urgency. Lin Yuan's mind raced. Before manifesting his Dharma Idol, he deliberately concealed the patterns of three of the Origin Laws. Following a spatial tremor, the ten-meter-tall Immortal Dharma Idol slowly appeared behind him. On the surface of the purple-gold Glazed Dharma Idol, five complete Devouring Origin Law dao patterns coiled like living creatures, emitting heart-palpitating Devouring fluctuations.

"Five complete Devouring Origin dao patterns!"

Li Xuan suddenly stood up. The Teacup on the table was knocked over onto the ground, spilling emerald green tea everywhere. The Grand Hall Master, who was accustomed to storms, now had slightly trembling hands. His eyes were fixed on the five Dragon-like dao patterns, and his usually steady voice was somewhat hoarse:

"Mastering ten percent is required to form one complete Origin Law Dao Pattern... five patterns... that's fifty percent mastery..." He took a deep breath. "Sixteen years old... five complete Devouring Origin Law dao patterns..."

He reached out and lightly touched the surface of the Dharma Idol. The energy feedback from his fingertips allowed him to immediately determine the Dharma Idol's Rank: "So it's an Undying Rank Dharma Idol. No wonder it can withstand the enhancement of five Origin Law dao patterns."