325: Chapter 325 Rotten Wood Reveals Its Ferocious Nature, Strolling Through the Ruins of the Realm

"I ask, you answer. If I am satisfied, your old bones might sit on this ferry for a few more days. If you dare utter another word of nonsense, I will personally send you to the bottom of this sea to serve as feed for those dead fish."

Zhou Wannian's casual words, like idle chatter, drifted above the eerie blue Boundary Ruins Sea, yet they were colder and more piercing than the most terrifying polar ice in the world.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man, slumped on the decaying rotten wood planks, no longer looked like the honest and simple fisherman from before. His aged face, covered in walnut-like wrinkles, was completely distorted, and his cloudy old eyes were filled with an irrepressible, extreme horror and despair. His hands, clutching the broken fishing rod, trembled violently as if he were having a seizure, causing the worn coir raincoat on his body to rustle along with him.

He had lived through countless Chaos Epochs, climbing from the lowliest humble fisherman to the peak of the Great Dao, eventually occupying a place by the Boundary Ruins Sea deep within the Great Primordial Void. Relying on this harmless, honest, and simple disguise, he had no idea how many arrogant Cross-boundary Titans he had ensnared and killed. This Smiling Tiger trick of his had always been invincible.

But today, he hadn't kicked a mere iron plate; he had struck a Supreme divine mountain capable of crushing the multiverse.

That Youth in Green Robe, who looked completely defenseless and even so relaxed it seemed somewhat ridiculous, had merely flicked his finger with extreme nonchalance, completely erasing the Deep-sea Giant Beast he had spent half an epoch of painstaking effort to nurture from existence—even from its very concept.

There were no earth-shattering Spell fluctuations, nor any rules or trajectories that could be analyzed. That kind of pure dimensional suppression made the Straw-Cloaked Old Man realize deeply that before the other party, he was truly just a humble insect that could be crushed at any moment.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, as he forced a fawning smile onto his face that looked worse than crying.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man said in a raspy, trembling voice, "Supreme, please calm your anger, please calm your anger. This old man failed to recognize your greatness and offended your Supreme presence. Whatever the Supreme wishes to know, this old man will certainly tell everything without reservation and would never dare to hide a single word."

Zhou Wannian remained sitting cross-legged steadily on that empty wooden plank. He turned his head slightly, his eyes deep as an ancient well, quietly gazing at the old man. A faint smile hung on his handsome face—an absolute composure that saw through all the illusions and schemes of the world.

Zhou Wannian spoke in a steady tone, "That's more like it. Since you can set up a ferry here to fish, you must be very familiar with this sea area. What exactly is this Boundary Ruins Sea, and what shameful things are hidden in its depths? You'd better explain everything clearly; my patience has never been great."

Upon hearing this, the Straw-Cloaked Old Man shuddered once more. He did not dare to hesitate in the slightest and immediately used his leaky voice to reveal all the secrets of this terrifying sea area.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man explained with a panicked expression, "To answer the Supreme, this sea area is called the Boundary Ruins Sea, an Ultimate Graveyard deep within the endless dimensions. The seawater here is formed by the convergence of the Origin residual fluids flowing out from countless shattered and perished Major Thousand Worlds. The despair, resentment, and remnant Laws generated by every dying Universe before its total collapse are all deposited in this sea. If an ordinary powerhouse were to be tainted by even a single drop, their Divine Soul would be assimilated by that endless cosmic sorrow, turning them completely into a walking corpse."

He took a heavy breath and continued to speak tremblingly.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man added submissively, "This old man was originally an ordinary fisherman in the Lower Realm. By a stroke of Opportunity, I cultivated the Great Dao and later occupied this ferry, barely surviving by fishing for those broken Law fragments in the sea. As for the depths of the Boundary Ruins Sea, it is shrouded in Chaos Mist year-round. Not to mention this old man, even those terrifying existences known as half-step Creators dare not venture deep easily. But in the legends of this sea area, at the very center of the Boundary Ruins Sea, there is an ancient ruin called the 'Primal Source Palace.'"

Hearing the words 'Primal Source Palace,' a faint glint of interest finally flashed in Zhou Wannian's eyes, which were otherwise as calm as an ancient well.

Zhou Wannian asked in a casual tone, "Primal Source Palace? From the name, it sounds like an old storehouse for some good things. What exactly is in there that's worth you mentioning it specifically?"

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man lowered his head, a hidden flash of malice and cunning flickering deep in his eyes, yet his tone remained filled with awe and fear.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man answered tremblingly, "This old man has only heard rumors. It is said that the Primal Source Palace was a palace left behind by an even more ancient dimensional Dominator before the birth of the Great Primordial Void. It stores the ultimate secret that allows one to completely transcend this endless Void Realm and reach the Realm of being truly Invulnerability to All Laws. However, the palace is surrounded by billions of Death Laws and guarded by extremely terrifying Ancient Heroic Spirits. Throughout the ages, countless experts have entered, but not one has ever come out alive."

Zhou Wannian listened quietly to these words. His fair, slender fingers tapped rhythmically and lightly on his knee, making a faint but crisp sound.

He certainly did not miss the fleeting malice deep in the old man's eyes.

For a Creation True God with a Great Perfection Great Five Elements Illusory World Art and a perfectly self-consistent inner universe, anyone's emotional fluctuations and the flow of Karma were as clear as the lines on his palm. Although the old man pretended to be completely terrified and forthcoming, the extremely subtle Void Realm killing intent within him was frantically gathering toward the decaying rotten wood ferry beneath them in a way that defied common sense.

This old man was, after all, an out-and-out Smiling Tiger. The craftiness and ruthlessness in his bones could not be completely extinguished by temporary fear. He appeared to be honestly providing information, but in reality, he was stalling for time, secretly preparing his strongest and most lethal trap.

However, Zhou Wannian did not expose him immediately, nor did he take action to stop him.

He still maintained that extremely relaxed posture, like a spectator watching a play, quietly waiting for the final climax of this clumsy performance.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, with a hint of a lazy smile, as he remarked faintly, "It sounds like a good place to pass the time for a stroll. Since you know the location of that Primal Source Palace, why not be a good person to the end and lead the way for me?"

Hearing this, the wrinkled face of the Straw-Cloaked Old Man suddenly snapped up. The fear and submissiveness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a hysterical madness and extreme ferocity.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man let out a shrill, maniacal laugh like an owl and roared harshly, "Lead the way? This old man will send you to your death right now! You reckless fool, did you really think that after occupying this Boundary Ruins Sea for countless epochs, I only had that bit of fishing skill? Die! Burial of Ten Thousand Worlds!"

With his shrill roar, he suddenly struck his own chest with a palm, directly shattering his Origin heart vessels. A mouthful of essence blood mixed with black Law fragments sprayed out, all of it splashing onto the decaying rotten wood ferry beneath them.

An incredible and terrifying scene erupted on this eerie blue cosmic sea.

That simple ferry, seemingly built from countless pieces of rotten wood and swaying in the sea breeze, instantly tore off its disguise of countless epochs after absorbing the old man's essence blood.

This was not a rotten wood ferry at all, but the tongue of a Hyper-dimensional Abyss Beast of uncalculable size that had been lurking at the very bottom of the Boundary Ruins Sea. The level of this beast far exceeded that of the Million-Foot Sea Monster Zhou Wannian had flicked into pieces earlier. It had been disguised as a ferry, cooperating with the Straw-Cloaked Old Man's fishing to hunt countless passing experts.

"Rumble!"

The eerie blue sea surface instantly surged with waves billions of feet high. A terrifying giant mouth filled with the remains of countless worlds, like a bottomless abyss, broke through the water and swallowed Zhou Wannian and the Straw-Cloaked Old Man together with extreme speed that transcended the concepts of time and space.

The moment the giant mouth closed, the absolute space around it was forcibly sealed. A terrifying Gastric Acid Law, capable of dissolving even a half-step Creator into nothingness in an instant, poured frantically within the dark mouth of the giant beast like the Milky Way cascading down.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man laughed maniacally inside the beast's mouth. His Physical Body was rapidly dissolving under that terrifying Gastric Acid Law, but he didn't care at all, for this was his ultimate trump card of mutual destruction. He wanted to drag this Youth in Green Robe, who had brought him endless humiliation and fear, into this abyss of eternal perdition along with him.

The Straw-Cloaked Old Man roared with madness, "Let's die together! In this Stomach of the Abyss, any Law will be assimilated. No matter how perfect your world is, it will eventually be submerged by this endless silence!"

However.

Facing such a desperate situation capable of burying everything.

At the center of the darkness, Zhou Wannian's expression remained as calm as water. He didn't even change his sitting posture.

He slightly tilted his chin, his deep eyes scanning the pitch-black space filled with the stench of Laws. A look of extreme helplessness and mockery appeared on his handsome face.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, as if he were complaining about a black shop with terrible hygiene. He spoke faintly, "I said it before, the bait you threw out is both stale and stinking. Since you, old man, love staying in a fish's belly so much, then enjoy it yourself. I have no interest in bathing with you in this foul-smelling gastric juice."

He did not form any hand seals, nor did he manifest any Magic Treasure.

He simply and normally pulled his right hand out from the wide sleeve of his green robe, spread his five fingers slightly with the palm facing down, and gave a plain, flat push outward toward this pitch-black Stomach of the Abyss.

Hum.

At this moment, the perfect and self-contained inner universe rules of the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art erupted with an absolute suppression and a domineering posture that was tyrannical to the extreme.

One hundred and eight groups of time dao patterns on Zhou Wannian's body surface erupted with a blinding golden light, like a creation big bang. This golden light instantly pierced the darkness, illuminating the mouth of the giant beast, which spanned hundreds of millions of miles.

The Great Perfection Space Law transformed into countless invisible but indestructible dimensional heavenly pillars, directly holding up against the terrifying pressure of the closing upper and lower jaws of this abyssal giant mouth.

An incredible scene of despair was shockingly played out inside this hyper-dimensional giant beast.

Those terrifying stomach acids, claimed to be able to melt all Laws, the moment they touched the layer of golden divine light on Zhou Wannian's body surface, were like a tiny drop of water hitting a rapidly expanding supernova.

No deafening energy clash occurred.

The Great Perfection Time Reversal Law forcibly stripped the corrosive kinetic energy of these stomach acids; immediately after, the power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration, like an invisible dimensional tsunami, madly swept in all directions.

"Crack, crack, crack."

Continuous crisp cracking sounds exploded madly within this enclosed space.

The indestructible internal flesh of that Hyper-dimensional Abyss Beast and those Laws of Oblivion used to seal space, under the washing of the Five Elements Disintegration power, showed a doomsday-like structural collapse. Starting from the innermost layer touching the golden light, the body of this giant beast was being domineeringly and forcibly dismantled and crushed by Zhou Wannian's more Advanced, more perfect inner universe rules.

"No... This is impossible... What power is this?"

The laughter of the Straw-Cloaked Old Man, who was laughing madly, stopped abruptly. He watched helplessly as the Stomach of the Abyss, capable of assimilating everything, collapsed inch by inch like a fragile paper lantern under the casual support of that Youth in Green Robe.

Extreme fear and incomprehensible shock completely destroyed his remaining sanity.

Zhou Wannian did not even look at the old man once; his propped-up right hand's five fingers suddenly jolted outward.

With an unquestionable world-purifying will in his tone, Zhou Wannian coldly spat out one word: "Break."

Boom!

An indescribable, terrifying expansion force of the inner universe exploded.

That Hyper-dimensional Abyss Beast, whose size was too massive to calculate, let out an extremely shrill, terrifying wail capable of shattering countless world remains in the dark blue Boundary Ruins Sea outside. Then, its massive body, like an inferior balloon forcibly over-inflated, exploded from the inside.

Foul-smelling blood rain and broken Law fragments flew through the sky like a doomsday rain, scattering down onto the surface of the Boundary Ruins Sea.

And that Straw-Cloaked Old Man, who harbored evil intentions and plotted to perish together, under this explosive force of the inner universe, could not even let out a complete scream before he, along with his Divine Soul and that strange cultivation, was thoroughly turned into the finest gray dust by the Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration power, vanishing without a trace instantly.

Instant kill.

A true, double instant kill on the level of absolute power and dimension.

Whether you were a Smiling Tiger good at disguising or a hyper-dimensional giant beast lurking in the deep sea, in the face of Zhou Wannian's perfectly self-consistent Major Thousand Worlds that formed its own Realm, all schemes and trump cards appeared so childish and laughable.

The violent energy aftershocks gradually subsided, and the dark blue Boundary Ruins Sea surface returned to that deathly and eerie calm.

Zhou Wannian's tall and slender green figure quietly floated in mid-air. His green robe, washed to a pale shade, remained spotless after that world-destroying explosion, without even a single drop of foul-smelling seawater.

His expression was as composed as ever, as if he had just casually swatted an annoying fly. He lowered his head slightly, his deep gaze falling on a tiny object floating on the sea surface below.

It was a strange crystal only the size of a thumb, shaped like a crystal-clear water droplet, emitting extremely ancient spatial fluctuations.

This crystal did not turn into fly ash in the Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration just now; it lay quietly among the waves, like a lonely star flickering in the endless darkness.

Zhou Wannian took steady steps, treading on the Void Realm as if walking on flat ground, landing unhurriedly on the sea surface. He casually extended his right hand, and with two long, fair fingers, he lightly pinched the water-droplet-shaped crystal in his palm.

It felt icy to the touch, and an extremely complex stream of strange information containing countless folded spatial coordinates instantly tried to surge along his fingertips into his Sea of Consciousness.

But before this information stream could even get close to his Soul defenses, it was domineeringly intercepted and analyzed by the inner universe's Great Perfection Space Law.

Zhou Wannian toyed with the water-droplet crystal, a leisurely smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

In a steady tone, Zhou Wannian whispered to himself: "I knew this old fox, daring to ferry and kill people by the Boundary Ruins Sea, must have some useful goods for navigation hidden on him. So it's a Void Droplet used to locate the Primal Source Palace. This old thing hid the good stuff quite deep, but unfortunately, it ended up benefiting me."

He did not put the Void Droplet away but instead, quite normally, casually tossed it onto the dark blue sea surface ahead.

"Drip."

The Void Droplet fell into the water of the Boundary Ruins Sea, making a crisp sound as if it could penetrate endless dimensions.

An incredible wonder was shockingly staged on the sea surface.

That originally turbid dark blue seawater, floating with countless world remains, the moment it touched this Void Droplet, was like being forcibly pushed aside by an invisible cosmic giant hand.

A straight passage ten thousand feet wide, with a surface as smooth as a mirror and entirely condensed from pure Space Law, was formed with a boom in this deathly Boundary Ruins Sea. The end of this passage extended all the way into the deepest part of the ocean shrouded in Chaos Mist.

Zhou Wannian looked at this flat road forcibly opened, and a satisfied, composed smile appeared on his handsome face.

He did not summon any flying boat Magic Treasure, nor did he perform any radiant teleportation Divine Ability.

He just casually placed his hands behind his back, his green robe gently fluttering in the sea breeze, and took steady, relaxed steps, directly stepping onto this Law passage leading to the unknown.

Zhou Wannian's tone was easygoing, with a sense of extreme relaxation as if visiting a famous scenic spot, and he said indifferently: "There's a road but you won't take it, insisting on playing those convoluted tricks. Since the gates of the Primal Source Palace have already opened for me, I'll go see for myself what kind of scenery this so-called ultimate mystery really is."

His green figure slowly moved forward on this wide Law passage.

On both sides of the Boundary Ruins Sea, those terrifying spirits and mutated beasts originally hidden in the depths of the sea, sensing the aura of a living person and wanting to pounce and kill, all let out whines of terror after seeing the golden time dao patterns faintly flowing on Zhou Wannian's body surface and sensing the terrifying inner universe aura that had just forcibly exploded the Hyper-dimensional Abyss Beast.

They all submerged towards the deeper seabed like a tide, not daring to approach in the slightest. In the eyes of these mindless monsters, the Youth in Green Robe strolling on the passage was far more terrifying and indescribable than the Boundary Ruins Sea itself.

Zhou Wannian walked at a leisurely pace, as if those terrifying scenes around him, enough to make gods and buddhas of the heavens tremble, were just some insignificant embellishments on this long walk.

It was unknown how long he had been walking on this Law passage.

The surrounding dark blue seawater was gradually replaced by an extremely thick, ancient mist of chaotic grayish-white. This mist contained extremely strong Time Interference Laws. If an ordinary Cultivator were in it, their consciousness would be torn to pieces by the time fragments in the mist in an instant.

But under the protection of Zhou Wannian's inner universe Great Perfection Time Reversal, these mists could only retreat submissively to both sides.

Finally.

As Zhou Wannian took the final step, piercing through the thickest layer of Chaos Mist, his vision suddenly opened up.

In front of him, at the absolute center of the Boundary Ruins Sea.

There were no islands, nor was there any land.

What met the eye was a magnificent palace, so massive it completely exceeded the limits of cognition, made entirely of an unknown divine metal covered in blue-green copper rust.

This palace was not floating on the sea surface; more than half of its volume was submerged in the dark blue seawater. The part exposed above the water was still hundreds of millions of feet high, piercing straight into the empty sky.

The surface of the palace had no gorgeous decorations, only countless bottomless, terrifying sword scars and blade wounds, telling of what kind of tragic high-dimensional war once took place here.

On the two closed, magnificent main gates of the palace, which were tens of millions of feet high, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine massive black Law chains emitting an aura of extreme oblivion were crisscrossed and wound. These chains tightly sealed the gates, as if suppressing some terrifying existence behind them that was enough to destroy everything.

A primordial, ancient pressure from across endless years, carrying a weight that made one's Soul submit, spread out from this Primal Source Palace as if it were tangible.

Zhou Wannian stopped his pace, his hands still behind his back. He looked up slightly, his deep gaze quietly sizing up this ancient ruin that had been rumored to be miraculous.

In a steady tone with a hint of leisurely appreciation, Zhou Wannian softly commented: "Chopped up like a broken sieve and still locked with so many iron chains. It seems the previous owner of this house was also a troublemaker who stirred up trouble everywhere back then. However, the material of these chains is not bad; it barely catches my eye."

He did not look for any mechanism to open the door, nor did he fear those black chains emitting a terrifying aura.

Zhou Wannian took steady, relaxed steps, treading on the Void Realm, and walked calmly towards the two magnificent main gates that were tightly sealed.