127: Head to the Tower of Will

This Divine Weapon Token, which required consuming 1 special permission to redeem, was worth at least 20 billion virtual coins at the auction house—but the special permission itself was a supreme resource that could not be traded.

Each Divine Weapon Token could be exchanged for an Origin Magical Artifact. The Origin Magical Artifact previously devoured by the chaos heavenly extreme sword was of the lowest grade, only increasing combat power by 10,000 Yu, while an Origin Magical Artifact obtained through a Divine Weapon Token could reach at least 30,000 Yu of combat power. One must know that an ordinary Myriad Laws Realm Peak in the Taichu Divine Continent only had 200 Yu of combat power, which shows just how precious this Divine Weapon Token was!

"Go straight to the Divine Weapon Pavilion," Lin Yuan decided. With a slight movement of his mind, the Primal Virtual World network immediately responded, tearing open a starlight portal in the Void Realm.

The moment he stepped out of the portal, a heaven-shaking roar hit him like a tsunami. The dome of the Divine Weapon Pavilion was over ten thousand meters high, with an area of over ten billion square meters, yet it was still packed with an endless crowd of Martial Artists.

Lin Yuan stood on the teleportation platform, watching the seething crowd in the main hall below—the myriad laws heavenly stele had descended, and all Myriad Laws Realm Martial Artists were exhausting their resources to improve themselves as much as possible; purchasing equipment was one of the most direct ways to increase combat power.

Just as Lin Yuan stepped into the main hall on the first floor and took out the Divine Weapon Token to look for the manager, someone immediately noticed the token in his hand: "This Fellow Daoist!" A Myriad Laws Realm Martial Artist wearing the clothing of the Jiang family suddenly squeezed to the front, eyes locked on the token in Lin Yuan's hand, "I offer 20 billion to purchase your Divine Weapon Token!"

"The Death Divine Temple is willing to offer 22 billion! Plus three top-grade Spiritual Artifacts!"

"The Temple of Light can provide an additional opportunity for Holy Light baptism!"

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen people surrounded him, including Sword Cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Sanctuary and priests from the Yin and Yang Divine Temple.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, and the chaos heavenly extreme sword in its sheath emitted a clear sword hum; the invisible pressure made everyone involuntarily take half a step back.

"I need to see your manager," Lin Yuan said to the silver-armored guard who had hurried over.

A moment later, an old man with a white beard, embroidered with the emblem of the Taichu Divine Weapon Pavilion on his cuffs, verified the token and bowed respectfully: "Honored guest, please follow this old man to the seventh floor."

He took out a star disk, and as spatial ripples swayed, the two were already in a completely different environment.

【Divine Weapon Pavilion 7th Floor · Origin Magical Artifact Area】

It was as quiet as the depths of the starry sky here, with countless light clusters floating in the Void Realm, each containing an Origin Magical Artifact.

The old man explained: "Ordinary Origin Magical Artifacts require one Divine Weapon Token, but some rare items..." He pointed to the purple-gold light clusters in the distance, "require additional payment of special permissions."

Lin Yuan's Divine Sense swept across this ocean of Magical Artifacts. He was in no rush to choose, slowly sensing the fluctuations of those Origin Magical Artifacts, when he suddenly discovered an inconspicuous grey light cluster in the corner.

The robe inside seemed ordinary, but when his Chaos Origin Law fluctuated slightly, the Yin and Yang fish on the robe's surface actually began to rotate in reverse.

【Yin and Yang Evolution Robe (Damaged Origin Magical Artifact)】

【Redemption requires: 1 Divine Weapon Token + 2 special permissions】

【Current combat power bonus: 50,000 Yu】

"Interesting." Lin Yuan handed over the token without hesitation and consumed two more special permissions. The moment the transaction was completed, the robe turned into a stream of light and merged into his body.

After bidding farewell to the white-bearded old man, Lin Yuan did not continue to wander around the Divine Weapon Pavilion and returned directly to his personal space, where he draped the robe over his shoulders.

As the Chaos Origin Law was injected, the Yin and Yang fish on the robe suddenly erupted with blinding black light, and the entire robe began to squirm like a living creature. The grey surface shattered inch by inch, revealing the flowing Chaos star sand inside.

【chaos heavenly evolution robe (Evolution Complete)】

【combat power bonus: 200,000 Yu】

xiao kun's light ball flickered wildly: "Master! This robe actually..."

Lin Yuan stroked the star patterns flowing on the cuffs, feeling the wonderful resonance with the chaos heavenly extreme sword. The total combat power value on the data panel began to jump rapidly, finally settling at:

【Current total combat power: 7.58 million Yu】

"Master, the Tower of Will is about to summon you, please be prepared," xiao kun reminded, "In addition, the Taichu Auction House will hold an auction for Myriad Laws Realm Martial Artists tomorrow. It is said that there are many rare treasures in this auction that can increase the combat power of Myriad Laws Realm Martial Artists."

The blue light ball circled around Lin Yuan, "Master, why not go to this auction tomorrow to take a look?"

xiao kun's light ball flickered rapidly, "However, when the myriad laws heavenly stele descends, the virtual coin reserves of those immortal Imperial Dynasties and Ancient Clans are almost endless. As long as they can exchange for rare treasures to improve their Disciples' strength, they will definitely bid at all costs."

Lin Yuan's Divine Sense swept across the mountain of law essence in his storage ring—200,000 low-grade law essence lay like golden sand covering the corner, and 100,000 mid-grade law essence floated above like stars.

These were hard currency in the Taichu Divine Continent, and each one contained pure Law insights.

"Although it is useless to Martial Artists who comprehend the Origin Law..." xiao kun projected the data of the Taichu Divine Continent, "But more than 99% of Martial Artists comprehend ordinary Laws. These essences are always in short supply and highly sought after in the market."

Lin Yuan picked up a low-grade law essence with his fingertips, the power of the Law of Thunder flowing within it dancing in his palm.

This quality of essence was worth 500,000 virtual coins—after all, this was an item that could allow Martial Artists to accelerate their comprehension of Laws; 500,000 virtual coins was really not much for the descendants of major forces who wanted to quickly comprehend ordinary Laws! Since these law essences were already useless to me, I could indeed dispose of them!

Just at this moment, the summoning beam of the Tower of Will suddenly descended. Lin Yuan smoothed out the last fold of the robe, a dark light like a Chaos nebula flashing in his eyes: "Tomorrow's auction... is indeed worth going to. Maybe there will be surprises waiting for me."

The nine-story Tower of Will stood in a corner of the virtual world like a Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, the bronze tower body flowing with dark blue light, every pattern engraved with endless mysteries, the top of the tower surging with thunderclouds, and ancient runes faintly visible flickering in the lightning.

After being teleported into the Tower of Will, Lin Yuan took a deep breath, and the passage token in his palm suddenly erupted with blinding golden light, and an ancient and majestic pressure rushed towards him.

A cold mechanical voice sounded in his Sea of Consciousness:

【Permission verification in progress...】

【Detected current Realm: Myriad Laws Realm Peak】

【Currently accessible Tower of Will: 1st Floor (Exclusive to Myriad Laws Realm)】

The scene before his eyes changed suddenly, and Lin Yuan found himself in a dark space, surrounded by fog.

The scene before his eyes shifted suddenly—in the space where grey fog surged, nine blood-red altars were floating, each altar burning with ghostly green flames, and countless vengeful spirits could be faintly seen drifting above the altars.

At this moment, a beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Lin Yuan's body.