42: The prodigies of the Six-Star Great World

Fingertips tapped lightly, making a dull thud on the tabletop. In the depths of Lin Yuan's eyes, a trace of cold amusement flickered and vanished. 5.49 million stars!

This terrifying combat power, enough to tear apart the Myriad Laws Realm, was firmly locked by him beneath the frail Realm of Gathering Origin First Heaven.

At this moment, this low Realm was not a restriction but rather the perfect disguise, a trump card no one could see through!

"You have acquired all the ten thousand battles platform tokens," Feng Tianxiu's voice carried a hint of subtle expectation.

"The tokens are keys, leading to different areas of the Tian Yuan Secret Realm. There, Star Beasts are like a tide, almost endless—these greedy predators feed on stars, and an adult can rival a Peak Myriad Laws Realm Cultivator!"

"Kill them to earn points, with one goal: star fruit! Of course..." He paused, a flicker of fervor in his eyes, "If your Luck is Heaven-Defying and you encounter an ancient star tree laden with star fruit... that would be the ultimate good fortune of this trip!"

"Disciple understands." Lin Yuan nodded slightly, his voice calm and unwavering, but beneath that calm lay a rock-solid will and an absolute craving for "good fortune."

Leaving the main hall, Lin Yuan's figure moved like the wind, heading straight to the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion. The air was filled with the unique dust and scent of ancient books. His fingertips swiftly glided over rows of Jade Slips, his Divine Sense like a net, precisely catching key information:

"Star Beast's fatal spot... Star Core in the chest..."

"star fruit... if not eaten within ten breaths, it dissipates into smoke..."

"Void Realm turbulence... space folds..."

"ancient star tree's accompanying guardian beast... suspected to be..."

Fragments of information rapidly integrated in his Sea of Consciousness. Overwhelming combat power? He never relied on brute force. A true powerhouse engraves the word "preparation" into their bones!

Inside the quiet room, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, his Aura as deep as an abyss. The faint glow of the soul pearl flickered in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, transmitting cold information: a thousand enemies must be slain for transformation. "Tian Yuan Secret Realm... dangerous? No, this is a hunting ground tailor-made for me!" A cold arc curved on his lips.

Buzz!

The chaos heavenly extreme sword unsheathed, its blade shimmering with a restrained cold light. His fingertips brushed the sword's spine, and a sharp Sword Intent almost burst forth. He forcefully suppressed the urge to continue burning Mental Energy and impact new Laws—the Realm barrier was clearly discernible; any further forced comprehension would damage his Dao foundation!

"Soon... when the spiritual energy crystals condense in the Tian Yuan Secret Realm, it will be time for the sea of Laws to boil again!" The runes of the Law of Sword (25%) and the Law of Thunder (40%) floated in his heart-sea. The tempering of the seven-colored lake made his grasp of the essence of Laws even deeper.

"However... Chaos is the strongest!" With a slight thought, a gray, hazy mass of energy, seemingly containing the destructive and creative power of the Universe's genesis, silently gathered and spun in his palm.

With only 15% comprehension, the pressure it emitted caused the surrounding air to wail under the strain, far exceeding any single Law! This was one of his true trump cards.

The next morning, at the Spirit Martial Hall plaza in Tianqing Domain.

Tens of thousands of Cultivators stood solemnly, their Auras converging like an abyss or a sea, Killing Intent soaring into the sky! Lin Yuan stood at the very front of all the Gathering Origin Realm Cultivators, his figure seemingly slender, yet as unmoving as a divine needle stabilizing the sea.

The information from the Jade Slip Feng Tianxiu had given him last night was already etched in his mind: tens of thousands of blue Dao foundation Prodigies, with several thousand Star combat power as a baseline.

Only one person stood out like a crane among chickens! Purple Dao foundation radiance was contained within, with fifty purple spiritual energy crystals circulating like stars in his body, his base combat power impressively reaching fifty thousand stars!

But in Lin Yuan's perception, this power was merely a slightly larger firefly.

"Depart!"

The spirit boat tore through the clouds, transforming into a streak of light that ripped through the sky, heading straight for the Tian Yuan Secret Realm entrance!

A day later, before the Void Realm crack.

The sight before them was enough to make any battle-hardened powerhouse's mind tremble!

The Cosmic Void Realm was now like a boiling furnace. Three hundred and twenty giant spirit boats from the Six-Star Great World, blotting out the sky, rendered the cold, dark Universe bizarre and colorful, with various energy glows wildly intertwining and colliding.

On the deck of the Spirit Martial Hall's spirit boat, Lin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his robes flapping in the violent spatial turbulence.

His gaze, like a cold probe, swept over the grotesque and terrifyingly fluctuating flying Magical Artifacts—bronze giant beasts, seven-colored lotus platforms, monstrous bone ships, blunt heavy swords... Tens of thousands of battle flags representing different forces danced wildly in the energy storm, silently proclaiming the impending bloody struggle!

"Look to the northwest!" Feng Tianxiu's voice cut through the roar of the energy turbulence, pointing to a massive bronze warship that seemed to have Transmigrated from primordial times. Its hull was covered with ferocious ramming horns, exuding a wild and ominous Aura.

"Ancient Desolate Great World, Desolate God Palace! The 'Desolate God Body Forging Art' is notoriously fierce; it's said that those who achieve Major Achievement can tear apart stars! The leader, 'Little Desolate King' Tuoba Ye, is twenty-two years old, at Gathering Origin Sixth Heaven, has condensed sixty-one purple spirit crystals, and has even comprehended 10% of the 'Law of Body'!"

Lin Yuan focused his gaze, seeing a giant man nearly ten feet tall, with muscles as coiled as forged steel, standing proudly at the bow of the bronze warship. His upper body was bare, covered with blood-colored totems, and two giant axes, like door panels, were crossed on his back.

As if sensing the gaze, Tuoba Ye suddenly turned his head! From his fierce eyes, the phantom of an ancient Vicious Beast roared forth!

Boom! A pure, brutal Physical Body pressure, as if to crush everything, slammed into them from thousands of meters across the Void Realm! The space around Lin Yuan rippled slightly, but not even a corner of his clothes moved, his eyes remaining indifferent.

"Southeast, be careful of those flowers." Elder Mo's voice was solemn as he pointed to a cluster of floating seven-colored lotus platforms, shrouded in Immortal Qi, yet harboring hidden dangers.

"Exquisite Great World, Hundred Flowers Valley. All female Cultivators, but not benevolent. The one holding the Cyan Silk Umbrella is Saintess Su Miaoyi; under her 'Thousand Flowers Soul Burial Sword,' three Prodigies of the same Realm withered instantly!"

In the center of the lotus platform, the maiden in a moon-white gauze dress seemed to sense it. Her Cyan Silk Umbrella elegantly spun, its rim slightly raised, revealing a face of exquisite beauty that could eclipse the stars. She smiled enchantingly in Lin Yuan's direction.

In an instant, thousands of delicate, vibrant flower petals appeared out of thin air in the Void Realm, swirling and falling. The edge of each petal shimmered with a sharp, cold light capable of tearing space! Beautiful, yet deadly!

"Boom—!"

An deafening explosion tore through space! A colossal tower ship, entirely black and wreathed in chilling ghostly Qi, brutally crashed into this Star Domain. In the eye sockets of the nine-headed monstrous snake sculpture at its bow, eerie green Soul fires burned!

On the deck, hundreds of Cultivators with cold and deathly Auras stood silently, their skull Magical Artifacts hanging from their waists emitting grating, low whispers.

"Nine Nether Great World, Yellow Springs Sect! The leader, 'Nether Son' Yin Jiuzhu!" Feng Tianxiu spoke rapidly. "Born with Netherworld Ghost Fire, 'Yellow Springs Scripture' Sixth Realm!" The black-robed youth's face was as pale as a corpse, with only a cluster of eerie blue flames flickering between his brows.

He bared his lips in an inhuman arc, his gaze slowly sweeping over the various factions. Wherever his gaze fell, it was as if ten thousand years of cold ice froze the Soul. Many Cultivators turned pale, instinctively retreating, their eyes filled with terror.

Lin Yuan was observing coldly when suddenly! An incredibly sharp sensation, as if it could pierce the Universe, stabbed directly at him! He abruptly turned his head.

He saw a silver flying boat, shaped like a sheathed divine sword, where a white-clothed youth stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as tall and straight as an isolated Peak. Seven ancient and unique divine sword phantoms slowly rotated behind him, forming a chilling Sword Domain!

"Sword World Great World, Heavenly Sword Pavilion. Gathering Origin Realm Sword Head, Ye Gubei!" Feng Tianxiu's voice carried a hint of admiration. "Born with a Sword Bone, comprehended Sword Intent at five, Law of Sword... rumored to have reached 8%! The 'Burial Flower' at his waist... is a damaged offensive Secret Treasure!"

As if to confirm, Ye Gubei pointed his fingers like a sword and casually slashed at a distant, floating giant meteorite!

Swish!

A silver line, so faint it was almost invisible, flashed by. Silently, the hard meteorite split into two halves, its cut surface as smooth as a mirror, even reflecting distorted starlight! This sword strike was incredibly fast and incredibly sharp!

Lin Yuan scoffed inwardly: "Law of Sword 8%? What a grand title!" The dazzling rune representing 25% Law of Sword in his Sea of Consciousness flickered slightly, and an even more vast, profound, and seemingly all-encompassing invisible Sword Intent, as if containing the true meaning of all swords returning to their origin, swept through his body and then receded.

If he hadn't deliberately suppressed it, Ye Gubei's Sword Domain would have likely wailed on the spot!

"Oh~ what a handsome Young Master, why is your Killing Intent so heavy?" A cloyingly sweet fragrance drifted with the wind, and amidst a pink mist, a huge pleasure boat, elaborately carved and painted with vivid images of beautiful women, elegantly emerged.

On the deck, there was the chirping of orioles and the chattering of swallows, all from stunning beauties, but in the center, surrounded by them, was a graceful Young Master with a jade-like face, holding a folding fan.

"Joyful Union Great World, Extreme Bliss Pavilion!" Elder Mo's old face flushed slightly as he low-growled, "Young Pavilion Master Yu Lianxiang! His 'Extreme Bliss Treasure Scroll' has reached the Transcendent Realm, killing invisibly, eroding bones and consuming Souls!"

Yu Lianxiang seemed to have heard the evaluation; his gold-painted folding fan snapped open. The erotic spring palace illustrations on the fan seemed to come alive, and seductive music poured directly into the ear!

He cast a flirtatious glance at Lin Yuan, containing seductive power that could corrode the Divine Soul. Lin Yuan's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, his gaze instantly shifting away. A flicker of Chaos Qi in his eyes, and the seductive power melted like ice and snow. Such evil was an eyesore.

At this moment, Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted!

Among the many magnificent, ostentatious, and imposing spirit boats, there was a small, dilapidated wooden boat, as if it could fall apart at any moment, silently drifting with the current.

On the boat, an old man in a worn straw cape held a seemingly ordinary fishing rod, its line dangling, the end directly disappearing into the empty space!

Beside him, a young boy wearing a large bamboo hat stood quietly, as if merged with the shadows.

"Styx Ferryman!" Feng Tianxiu followed Lin Yuan's gaze, his face instantly changing dramatically, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible tremor. "They... only appear once every three hundred years... this time in the Tian Yuan Secret Realm..." Before he finished speaking, the bamboo-hatted boy seemed to sense the gaze and slowly raised his head!

Beneath the shadow of the bamboo hat was a blank, smooth face with no features! An indescribable sense of strangeness and dread, reaching deep into the Soul, instantly seized everyone who witnessed this scene!

"Close your eyes! Don't look at his face!" Feng Tianxiu roared, while a powerful Divine Thought barrier instantly unfolded, obscuring the vision of the many Disciples behind him. His voice was dry, filled with deep apprehension: "Faceless Demonic Child... such a monster... has also come!"

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point! Even those arrogant Prodigies looked at the dilapidated wooden boat with solemnity and vigilance.

Just then, a spirit boat adorned with brilliant star patterns, exuding a mysterious and vast Aura, elegantly broke through the energy tide and slowly approached.

At the front of the deck, an old man with white hair and a youthful face, possessing an immortal demeanor, cupped his hands from afar towards Feng Tianxiu, his voice like a grand bell, with a smile: "Old Ghost Feng! Three hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, your Spirit Martial Hall has indeed hidden an extraordinary unpolished jade! Congratulations!"

"Mo Chenzi!" Feng Tianxiu's smile returned, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "What earth-shattering news has your Star Gazing Pavilion deduced this time? Don't hide anything!"

The Elder Mo Chenzi smiled without speaking, but his gaze, like a tangible entity, instantly locked onto Lin Yuan beside Feng Tianxiu! In his eyes, countless tiny star runes wildly circulated and deduced, as if trying to penetrate everything about Lin Yuan! However, after just one breath!

"Puff—!"

Mo Chenzi's smile instantly froze, turning into extreme horror and disbelief! The ancient astrolabe in his hand, circulating with vast starlight, let out a sudden "crack" sound, and a hideous crack ran through its body!

His body trembled violently, as if struck in the chest by an invisible giant hammer, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of crimson blood! He staggered backward, his face instantly turning ashen, and was desperately supported by his panicked Disciples.

"How is this possible?!" Mo Chenzi stared fixedly at Lin Yuan, his voice hoarse and trembling, filled with incomprehensible terror. "Your past... why is it a void?! Your future... the future is even shrouded in dense fog, not even a trace of a trajectory can be captured! You... who exactly are you?!"

The astrolabe shattered, and the Elder bled!

In an instant, everything fell silent!

On all the spirit boats, the top Prodigies and Dao Protector Elders from various Great Worlds, countless gazes—some surprised, some wary, some probing, some greedy—like countless invisible sharp swords, pierced through the chaotic energy storm, all simultaneously focusing on the young figure standing at the bow of the Spirit Martial Hall's spirit boat, his expression still calm and unwavering!