257: Ten-year agreement

Lin Yuan suppressed the surprise in his heart and solemnly cupped his fists. "Your Highness, you're being too kind. One quadrillion—this far exceeds my expectations. I will remember the Imperial Dynasty's generous gift in my heart!" He had indeed underestimated the foundation and boldness of this immortal dynasty that governed sixty-nine Star Domains. These resources were of vital importance to him.

Abyss of No Way looked at the sincere gratitude and the still steady demeanor in Lin Yuan's eyes, nodding with satisfaction. "Very well. The resources will be directly transmitted to your exclusive area in the Heaven-Grade Secret Realm shortly. I look forward to you showing your edge once more on the Era Battlefield in ten days!"

He paused, his gaze casting toward the deep Chaos void as if piercing through time and space to see the soon-to-be-born 903 Divine Domain. His voice carried a hint of unquestionable dominance and expectation: "Ten years! In ten years, the Era Battlefield's suppression of the Hunyuan Realm will be completely unsealed. At that time, I will personally descend upon the New Divine Domain in my Peak Hunyuan Realm form! Lin Yuan, I look forward to fighting side-by-side with you in that newborn world ten years from now!"

Hearing this, a surge of heroic pride rose in Lin Yuan's heart. How powerful an ally would this unfathomable Crown Prince be in ten years? Meeting Abyss of No Way's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his tone firm and confident: "Rest assured, Your Highness. I will not disappoint. In ten years, within the 903 Divine Domain, I shall await your grand arrival!"

Their gazes met; the mutual appreciation between powerhouses and their shared expectations for the future were all understood without words.

"Good!" Abyss of No Way said no more. His figure faded away like ink dissolving into the void, leaving only the lingering Imperial Dao Dragon Qi as proof that he had personally been there.

Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze. The primal divine seal on the back of his hand flickered slightly as the transmission coordinate information regarding that massive batch of resources was sent to him. He didn't delay for a moment longer. The Rank 6 chaos wings on his back suddenly flapped!

Buzz!

It wasn't Void Shuttle, but a more direct and domineering spatial tearing! The devouring vortices at the edges of his wings suddenly accelerated, and the terrifying suction instantly warped the spatial structure. The space before him was like a fragile glass mirror, forcibly torn open to reveal a massive rift with Chaos runes flowing along its edges! Beyond the rift was not the usual void turbulence, but a stable channel coordinate directly localized to his private Heaven-Grade Secret Realm! Chaos currents so dense they had turned liquid and the pure aura of the Origin of the Great Dao Laws surged out like a bursting dam!

"Go!"

Lin Yuan gave a low shout, his figure turning into a streak of Chaos light as he plunged into the rift without hesitation. The rift closed rapidly after he entered, leaving only a fading spatial ripple and the majestic aura of the Secret Realm that the fifteen Prodigies yearned for. As Era Prodigies, they naturally had the right to enter the Taichu Divine Palace's Heaven-Grade Secret Realm. Those mere two months of outside time were a full one hundred and sixty-four years within the Secret Realm! It was precisely these precious years of acceleration that allowed their strength to advance by leaps and bounds. Feeling that familiar Secret Realm power now, who wouldn't long to enter again?

With Lin Yuan's departure, the suffocating Supreme pressure that had blanketed the area suddenly loosened.

"Hmph!" Universe was the first to let out a suppressed groan. The black flames of destruction around him flared up several meters as if trying to burn away the humiliation from moments ago. He glared fiercely at the spot where Lin Yuan had disappeared before turning into a violent meteor of destruction, tearing through space to leave. His direction was toward the Great Yu Dynasty. In these ten days, he needed his dynasty's foundation to help him repair the cracks in his Dao Heart and strike for higher truths of destruction!

Mr. Yuan Mie Xu remained expressionless, though the crack in the gui xu runes on his brow looked particularly piercing under the dim light. He transformed into a gui xu black hole and vanished silently, as if merging into space itself. The Nirvana Abyss of the Tianyuan Dynasty was where he would go to absorb power and reflect on the reasons for his defeat.

Azure Heaven Emperor's face remained grim. He took a deep breath to suppress his churning emotions. Rivers of stars swirled around him as he turned into a brilliant star-rainbow, breaking through the void toward the Star Domain coordinates of the Cangqiong Imperial Dynasty. Perhaps within the imperial treasury, there was a powerful treasure capable of resisting that Chaos Domain?

Constant Inability was the only one who didn't leave immediately. He stared at the spatial fluctuations remaining where Lin Yuan had vanished, the power of Reincarnation slowly swirling in his eyes as if he were deducing something. A moment later, he shook his head slightly. The phantom of the River of Time appeared beneath his feet, and his figure became illusory, finally dissipating into nothingness. He needed to meditate in silence to fully comprehend the dual insights gained from reaching the top of the heavenly luck stele and facing the Chaos Throne.

The twin Prodigies of Light and Dark, Mia and Ink Shadow, exchanged a glance. Both saw the gravity and an indescribable resonance in each other's eyes. Sacred radiance and deep darkness lit up simultaneously as the two vanished toward opposite yet seemingly identical directions. The Sacred Pool of the Temple of Light and the Well of Eternal Night of the Darkness Temple would be their homes for the next ten days.

The other Prodigies also turned into streaks of light, carrying different thoughts and goals as they tore through space to return to their respective temples, dynasties, or Holy Lands. Xuanyuan Wuji took one last look at this battlefield. The nine dragons on his black imperial robes seemed to let out silent roars. He took a step forward, the space rippling with Imperial Dao dragon patterns as he disappeared. For him, with the foundation of the Ancient Clans, these ten days were also the key to breaking through to a higher Realm!

In an instant, only the ribbons of the Great Dao Laws continued to flow silently in the core area of the Chaos Abyss battlefield, alongside the now completely dimmed Eye of the Heavenly Dao. The clamor had faded, leaving only a lingering aura of power.

Heaven-Grade Secret Realm, core of the Sea of Laws.

Lin Yuan stepped out from the torn spatial channel. The outrageously dense Chaos currents and pure Law Origin instantly enveloped him. The violent waves of Laws parted submissively a hundred feet away from him, like subjects welcoming the return of their Dominator.

"Twenty-seven years..." Lin Yuan stood at the center of the violent vortex, feeling the terrifying time flow of the Secret Realm core, which was a thousand times faster than the outside world. His gaze was calm yet burning. He opened his palm. Above it floated that wisp of Chaos Ancestral Dragon essence blood obtained from the Heavenly Dao's blessing, which contained the true intent of creation. Though it was only as thin as a hair, it radiated a primordial pressure that made the Laws of the entire Secret Realm tremble! Inside the essence blood, a miniature Chaos Ancestral Dragon seemed to swim and roar, every scale engraved with the Dao marks of the world's creation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the void. The Rank 6 chaos wings behind him fully unfurled, their span blotting out the sky. The chaos primordial runes upon them shone brightly, forming an absolutely stable Chaos Domain that enveloped himself and that wisp of essence blood. Within his Sea of Consciousness, the chaos green lotus swayed with brilliance, and the miniature universe projection upon the lotus pedestal rotated clearly, emitting a strong sense of longing.