112: How big was the Primordial Divine Land?

Buzz—

The instant the silver light of the Teleportation Array was about to engulf his figure, Trace-less felt a slight warning sign in his heart and abruptly turned his head!

At the very back of the crowd, in the corner shrouded by shadow, the dual-pupiled youth wearing inconspicuous black robes—Chu Xinghe—was staring at him coldly, like a venomous snake, with those gray and dead Dual Pupils! A wisp of strange black Qi, thin as a hair yet exuding the Aura of Annihilating All Things, silently penetrated the spatial barrier like a living thing, quietly striking toward the back of Trace-less's heart!

“Hmph!”

A cold, heavy snort sounded like a thunderclap! The ancient Bronze Compass hanging from Mo Tianxing's waist suddenly burst into bright green light! Countless fine Space-Time Dao Patterns instantly lit up, weaving together into an invisible Law network! The moment that sinister black Qi touched the green light, it was instantly strangled and annihilated into nothingness, like ice and snow thrown into a purgatory furnace, without even causing a ripple!

“Chu Xinghe!” Mo Tianxing's voice was like ten thousand years of cold ice scraping against bone marrow, carrying undisguised killing intent, “Control your 'Eye of Annihilation'! If you dare to attack the 'Dharma Son' personally appointed by the Hall Master again, I will not hesitate to clean up the household on behalf of the Chu Clan!”

The space violently twisted, completely isolating the Dual Pupils of Chu Xinghe—which had suddenly contracted, flashing a trace of shock, anger, and dread—that Trace-less saw last... The scene stabilized, and Trace-less found himself in a silver corridor where Liquid Time flowed. The walls on both sides were not solid, but Walls of Time that continuously appeared and vanished, flowing with endless historical light and shadow! Ancient battlefields, glorious Dynasties, fallen Gods and Demons... countless fragmented historical moments floated, flashed, and were annihilated within, emitting an ancient and heavy Aura of the ages. Mo Tianxing's Deep Violet Daoist Robe, illuminated by the strange light and shadow, flickered on and off, appearing mysterious and unfathomable.

“The person just now is the current Direct Lineage of the Chu Clan—Chu Xinghe,” Mo Tianxing's voice broke the silence, carrying a cold warning. “He was born with the 'Annihilation Dual Pupils,' which can glimpse flaws in space-time and pierce through weaknesses in the Laws. This child holds grudges and uses vicious methods. If he seeks trouble with you in the future, within the rules of the Divine Hall, you must handle it yourself.”

Trace-less's gaze swept over the constantly changing images of ancient battlefields on the walls, and he mused, “In that case, did I take the place of a fellow Disciple for this 'Temporary Dharma Son' position?”

“No.” A highly peculiar, even playful, arc appeared at the corner of Mo Tianxing's mouth. “Time Venerable Your Excellency specially created the 109th Dharma Son position just for you.”

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of schadenfreude: “However, those Dharma Sons who fought bloody battles for thousands of years, stepping over the corpses of countless competitors to barely make it into the top hundred, probably won't be happy to see a 'Air Drop' lucky fellow like you.”

As they spoke, they reached the end of the corridor. A giant gate, entirely carved from Time Crystal and inscribed with complex, ancient Time Seal Script, exuded a terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze space-time. Mo Tianxing formed hand Seals, striking the gate with streams of silver light containing Time Law.

Click... The giant gate silently opened a crack, and a vast, majestic, ancient Aura, seemingly originating from the Source of Time, surged out like a breached star river! The time origin dao seed within Trace-less instantly vibrated wildly, like a timely rain after a long drought! On the Data Panel, the comprehension level of the Time Origin Law began to soar at a visible speed!

39%... 39.5%... 40%!

Just standing at the entrance, his Cultivation speed was already more than a hundred times faster than the outside world!

Inside the gate was a Secret Chamber, a hundred meters square, with walls flowing with the Silver Radiance of Time. In the center of the Secret Chamber, instead of a physical object, a mysterious scroll, seemingly woven from time itself, was suspended!

Within the scroll, a vast Silver Long River rushed ceaselessly, running through the past and present! Reflected on the river's surface were the magnificent sights of the myriad stars and the birth and destruction of ten thousand worlds! Looking closely, every single “drop” of river water seemed like a miniature fragment of space-time! How could this be a painting? It was clearly a real tributary of the River of Time, Sealed and materialized here!

The Time River Tracing Shadow Map!

Mo Tianxing's voice held genuine reverence, and he bowed slightly: “This is a Supreme Holy Item painted by Vice Hall Master Mo Linyuan Your Excellency of our First Time Hall three thousand years ago, using his own Origin as a guide to intercept a segment of the River of Time! Cultivating here for one day...”

He looked at Trace-less, speaking slowly and deliberately, each word weighing a thousand pounds:

“Can equal a hundred years of arduous Cultivation outside!”

Immediately, he changed his tone, which became incredibly serious, carrying a stern warning: “However! A wisp of Hall Master Mo Your Excellency's Origin Divine Thought sleeps within the map! If your Comprehension Ability is lacking or your Foundation is unstable, and you try to forcibly comprehend the Supreme Profundities within—”

Mo Tianxing did not finish speaking, he just raised his hand and made a gesture towards his glabella, indicating Divine Soul Collapse and eternal damnation. The murderous intent in his eyes was enough to strike fear into anyone harboring wishful thinking!

“Since matters here are concluded, I shall take my leave first.” Mo Tianxing tossed out a Jade Slip flowing with a gentle white radiance. “This slip records many ancient secrets of the Taichu Divine Continent that are unknown to outsiders; it may be helpful.” He pointed to the Disciple Token in Trace-less's hand. “The period is one year, and this place belongs exclusively to you. All Cultivation resources you require can be exchanged infinitely with this token, and the materials will be directly transmitted to your bound Storage Ring.”

He gave Trace-less a deep look and finally warned: “In one year, I will personally come to escort you to meet Time Venerable Your Excellency. Remember, the 'Dharma Son' position is both glory and a shackle! By then, challengers will be as numerous as the carp crossing the river!”

As his voice fell, Mo Tianxing's figure silently dissolved as if merging into time.

Trace-less sat cross-legged in front of the Time River Tracing Shadow Map. The resonance between the dao seed inside him and the scroll intensified, and his comprehension level of the Time Origin Law surged forward like a runaway horse!

Suddenly!

Boom—!

The calmly flowing Silver Long River in the scroll, without warning, stirred up monstrous waves! A blurred figure, exuding an Aura of Suppressing the Ages and space-time, stepped on the crest of a wave of time and descended against the current from the source of the long river! Wherever the figure passed, the waves subsided, and space-time solidified!

The figure stopped in front of Trace-less. Its face was unclear, but a single finger, seemingly condensed from pure time, gently tapped the Void Realm.

Buzz—!

The flow rate of time throughout the entire Secret Chamber suddenly warped and accelerated! It instantly reached more than ten times that of the outside world!

A voice, ancient and profound, as if it had experienced endless Epochal Reincarnation, slowly sounded directly in the depths of Trace-less's Soul:

“Begin, little fellow...”

“Let this old man see...”

“The 'Son of the Primordial' who was exceptionally favored by that old fellow 'Time Venerable'...”

“Just... how far can you walk along this 'Time River'!”

...Deep within the Chaos Secret Realm, inside a Quiet Room.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, the Chaos Aura around him surging and rushing like a living thing, sometimes transforming into a black hole Devouring All Things, and sometimes condensing into a Grandmist Light that opened the heavens and earth. His eyes were tightly closed. On his glabella, a pitch-black Soul Devouring Seal, woven from four complete Devouring Origin Dao Patterns, emitted a chilling, faint glow.

“Buzz—!”

Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes! Deep within his pupils, a brilliant silver, slowly rotating Sundial Phantom flashed and vanished! A massive, pure torrent of information, containing endless time profoundness, surged madly into his Sea of Consciousness, crossing infinite space-time barriers!

“This is...” The calmness on Lin Yuan's face was instantly replaced by extreme shock! As the information was rapidly analyzed, his expression became incredibly complex—a mixture of bewilderment, ecstasy, terror, and solemnity—finally turning into an unbelievable whisper:

“The divine sense tree... actually underwent an Origin Mutation?!” His fingers unconsciously tapped rapidly on his knee, as if calculating some world-shattering problem. “Spirit Refining Realm, thirty-two percent control over the Time Origin Law?! And this time origin dao seed?!!”

When the information regarding the Title “Son of the Primordial, Time,” which exuded the brilliant majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and the crude yet effective 'tenfold Time Law Skill Amplification' effect—enough to drive any powerhouse mad—was fully displayed—

Hiss—!

Lin Yuan's breathing suddenly stopped! He involuntarily clenched his fists, his knuckles turning instantly pale and emitting an overwhelmed crackling sound due to excessive force!

“This...” Lin Yuan forced a highly complex, bitter, and absurd wry smile onto his lips, his voice dry and hoarse. “I, the Main Body, struggled for seven days and seven nights, exhausting massive amounts of mental energy, and barely managed to condense this 'Soul Devouring Seal' using four complete Devouring Origin Dao Patterns, only to get a mere threefold combat power boost?”

“The Clone, on the other hand...” He stared at the Title Seal flowing with time dao rhyme transmitted from the Clone in his Sea of Consciousness, his gaze complicated and hard to decipher. “A Heavenly Dao blessing, starting directly at tenfold?! Is there any justice left in this world?!”

An unprecedented sense of alarm, like a cold viper, instantly coiled around Lin Yuan's heart! He almost immediately called up the Real-time Cultivation Progress Deduction Data for the Clone!

Boom!

When he saw the curve of Time Law comprehension, which was soaring madly like it was riding an Origin Rocket under the blessing of the Time River Tracing Shadow Map, Lin Yuan's face instantly became extremely solemn, and a thin layer of cold sweat even seeped out from his temples!

“This is bad!” A bone-chilling sense of crisis swept over his entire body like a World-Destroying Cold Tide! Lin Yuan's fingertips turned icy cold. “At this Heaven-Defying speed, if the Clone Breaks through to the Myriad Laws Realm first...”

Countless possibilities were instantly deduced in his mind: the combat power the Clone could unleash in the Myriad Laws Realm, relying on the time origin dao seed, the Son of the Primordial Title, and the terrifying Time Divine Sense Tree, would be an unimaginable number!

“With the combat power of my Main Body right now,” Lin Yuan's voice was frighteningly low, carrying a tremor he hadn't even noticed, “I might truly not be able to suppress him anymore!”

The Quiet Room fell into a deathly silence, only Lin Yuan's heartbeat, heavy as a war drum, echoed. He suddenly stood up, pacing back and forth restlessly in the small space like a Primordial Vicious Beast trapped in a cage! With every step, a clear footprint, an inch deep and wreathed in Chaos Qi around the edges, was left on the floor made of chaos divine gold!

“Breakthrough to the Dharma Domain Realm now?” The thought flashed through his mind, then was immediately rejected. “No! My Foundation has not yet been polished to perfection; a hasty Breakthrough will lead to endless future troubles!”

“Should I go find a few more Secret Realms and fight for some Opportunity?” Lin Yuan stopped pacing, looking toward the continuously rolling Chaos Cloud Sea outside the Quiet Room, his eyes flashing with sharp light, filled with unwillingness and frantic calculation.

Just at this moment!

Buzz—

In his Sea of Consciousness, an even vaster, all-encompassing stream of information came from the Clone—it was the detailed intelligence about the Taichu Divine Continent given by Mo Tianxing!

Lin Yuan immediately focused his mind to receive and interpret it.

“Nine hundred and two vast Divine Domains?!”

“Nineteen Supreme Hall Masters who wield the Authority of Space-Time?!”

With every piece of information he read, the shock in Lin Yuan's eyes deepened! His breathing became uncontrollably rapid, and his chest heaved violently! His Divine Sense frantically constructed and deduced within his Sea of Consciousness, trying to understand this world structure so vast it subverted all recognition:

One Divine Domain → Ten thousand Profound Realms → One hundred million Heaven Realms → One trillion Star Continents → Ten quadrillion Star Cities!

And even the Lord of the lowest level “Star City” must be the strongest Feather Transformation Realm Overlord of that region to hold the position!

“This...” Lin Yuan felt his throat tighten and dry up, his voice carrying a hint of unbelievable hoarseness, “Just how vast is the Taichu Divine Continent?!”

A powerful sense of insignificance spontaneously arose! He suddenly realized that the so-called “Heaven and Earth” where he resided was probably not even a drop in the ocean compared to the true Taichu Divine Continent! That place was the ultimate cradle gathering the Luck of the All Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds and nurturing Supreme Powerhouses! It was the grand stage where countless monstrous talents, possessing astonishing abilities and Heaven-Defying Luck, contended for supremacy and stained the Star River with blood!

Just imagining such a magnificent scene, filled with powerhouses, a monstrous Battle Intent, long dormant and originating from the depths of his Bloodline, suddenly erupted and fiercely burned within Lin Yuan like a volcano suppressed for ten thousand years!

“It seems,” the last trace of hesitation in Lin Yuan's eyes was burned away by the flame of resolve. He violently clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking loudly, and an irresistible Aura of burning his bridges and staking everything surged into the sky!

“To become strong at the fastest speed and step onto that Supreme Peak...”

“The Taichu Divine Continent—is the only Heaven-Reaching Path!”

Thoughts racing like lightning, Lin Yuan unhesitatingly summoned his Data Panel. A light blue screen, flowing with Chaos Aura, unfolded before his eyes, presenting various data clearly and coldly:

[Realm: Myriad Laws Realm Peak]

[Chaos Dharma Body (Immortal Grade): 1,000,000 Feathers]

[chaos heavenly extreme sword Bonus: 5,000 Feathers]

[Primordial Dao Body (20%) Bonus: 280,000 Feathers (Life Origin Law 5%, Death Origin Law 5%, Devouring Origin Law 50%)]

[Eternal Evolution Body (Great Void Body 50%) Bonus: 500,000 Feathers]

[Chaos Origin Law (12%) Bonus: 120,000 Feathers]

[Total combat power: 1,905,000 Feathers]

Looking at these terrifying statistics, achieved only by condensing countless efforts and Opportunities, Lin Yuan's heart was filled with mixed emotions. During these ten days of seclusion, he worked day and night, using the Chaos Origin Law as a furnace to frantically refine a full 150,000 Low-Grade Law Essence! The difficulty of the process and the sheer consumption were enough to make any faction ache with pain! Yet, in the end... it only increased his comprehension of the Chaos Origin Law by 3%!

“The road ahead is indeed difficult!” A sharp light flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. Instead of being discouraged, it ignited an even stronger fighting spirit and desire. “Taichu Divine Continent... wait for me!”