163: Lin Jiyuan
The bloody liquidation that lasted for several days was like the coldest winter wind, sweeping through every corner of the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Those Immortal Powers that were once high and mighty and harbored ill intentions toward the Lin Family had their core strengths uprooted, their ancestral lands turned to scorched earth, and their legacies nearly severed.
The remaining Disciples either hid their identities or fled to the remote frontiers, no longer daring to walk the world under their former names.
The rain of blood ceased, but the smell of blood and the aura of destruction lingering in the air did not dissipate for a long time, like a brand deeply engraved in the depths of the Divine Souls of all survivors, reminding them of the consequences of defying the will of the Lin Clan.
Qingzhou, Lin Family's Small World.
Here, however, it was a scene of peace and harmony, completely different from the somber atmosphere of the outside world.
The Chaos Spiritual Qi became increasingly dense, turning into sweet rain that nourished all things.
After this turmoil, the clan members' resolve became even firmer, and they cultivated even harder.
Everyone understood that the Family's glory and peace were built upon absolute strength and an iron-fisted approach.
Lin Dao sat in the Forbidden Ground, not relaxing in the slightest despite having cleared away the external enemies.
His consciousness sank into the embryonic Chaos World within his body, continuing to deduce the Great Dao and perfect the Laws.
To him, dominating a Realm was not the end; exploring the ultimate of the Dao and evolving the Universe within his body was the eternal pursuit.
With the outpouring of Family resources and their own efforts, core Disciples like Lin Hao, Ye Chen, and Lin Qingyi saw their cultivation bases steadily improve, gradually advancing toward higher Realms.
They began to participate more in the management of Family affairs and external exchanges, becoming the new pillars of the Lin Family.
And the most eye-catching one was still Lin Huan.
This eleven-year-old youth seemed to have become even more tranquil after experiencing the Blood God Sect turmoil and witnessing the star-spanning battle.
He still liked to travel, but no longer just to find delicacies and novelties; he began to consciously observe the operation of the Laws of heaven and earth, comprehending the Karma behind the various states of all living beings.
His cultivation base, under the automatic operation of the Primal Origin Scripture and the occasional "devouring" of special energies (such as the previous Dragon Soul Essence and the Power of Extinction), was rising at a steady yet terrifying speed.
The Realm of the First Heaven of the Saint Realm was already stable, and he was advancing toward the Peak of the First Heaven.
The Primal Origin within his body grew thicker and purer; even the Saint King Realm Elders felt a sense of palpitation from the slight aura he occasionally leaked inadvertently.
On this day, Lin Huan came to the highest floor of the Family's Scripture Pavilion.
What was collected here were no longer specific Cultivation Techniques or Divine Abilities, but some ancient Jade Slips and animal skin scrolls recording ancient secrets, cosmic wonders, various unknown Physiques, and strange phenomena.
He wasn't here to find a technique, but to look up some records regarding "Primal Origin."
He instinctively felt that his Physique seemed different from any known Saint Physique or God Physique in the records, containing deeper secrets.
The one guarding the pavilion was a clan Elder with white hair and beard, whose aura was as unfathomable as an abyss; it was said his seniority was even higher than that of the Acting Clan Head.
Seeing Lin Huan, a faint, hard-to-detect glint flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"Huan boy, back to flip through these old antiques again?" the clan Elder's voice was raspy, carrying a hint of a smile.
Lin Huan bowed respectfully: "Seventh Martial Uncle, I want to see if there are any records of the original power of Origin from when the world first opened."
Seventh Martial Uncle stroked his beard and pointed to a dusty corner: "There are some broken stone tablet rubbings brought back from the Chaos Frontier over there. They have some strange symbols and patterns that even I can't quite understand; perhaps they will be useful to you.
However, there are many Restrictions there, so be careful yourself."
"Thank you, Seventh Martial Uncle." Lin Huan's eyes lit up as he walked toward that corner.
He carefully bypassed several hidden Restriction halos and came before a few stone slabs that looked extremely ancient and even somewhat broken.
What was carved on the stone slabs were not words, but some twisted, strange runes that seemed to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, as well as some blurry patterns depicting the separation of Chaos and the initial judgment of the clear and the turbid.
When Lin Huan's gaze fell on those runes and patterns, the power of Primal Origin within his body actually began to stir uncontrollably, producing a weak resonance with those stone slabs!
He reached out and gently touched a stone slab depicting the pattern of "something from nothing, a spark of spiritual light turning into Primal Origin."
Buzz!
The moment his fingertips touched it, the pattern on the stone slab seemed to come alive!
The blurry scene became clear, and a desolate, ancient Concept, seemingly originating from the birth of the Universe, surged into his mind through his fingertips!
Lin Huan's whole body shook, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled into a wonderful Realm.
He "saw" the endless Chaos, saw that moment of creation, saw how a spark of the original spiritual light that nurtured all things was born... It was not a specific Legacy or power, but a realization of "Origin," a confirmation of the essence of his Primal Origin Body!
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Huan slowly came back to his senses, finding himself still standing in the Scripture Pavilion, his finger still pressed against that stone slab.
But the pattern on the stone slab seemed a bit dimmer than before.
He felt his understanding of the Primal Origin Scripture had deepened by another layer.
The thick power of Origin within his body operated more smoothly and freely, even faintly touching the threshold of the next stage of transformation.
"These stone slabs..." Lin Huan was shaken; these broken items from the Chaos Frontier actually provided him with such great help!
"It seems you have gained something." Seventh Martial Uncle appeared behind him at some unknown time, looking at the slightly dimmed stone slab with a flash of realization in his eyes. "The Chaos Frontier is an unknown place whose secrets even a Great Emperor can hardly fully peer into.
These stone slabs are said to be fragments that an explorer brought back at the risk of his life from an ancient ruin.
That you can resonate with them proves that your Dao is related to that original 'Source'."
Lin Huan bowed solemnly to Seventh Martial Uncle: "Thank you for your guidance, Seventh Martial Uncle."
He knew he had found the direction for his next step.
Not just raising his cultivation base, but tracing back to the Origin and understanding the root of his own Dao.
And the "Chaos Frontier," a place even Great Emperors considered dangerous, seemed to hide the answers he needed.
At the same time Lin Huan gained enlightenment in the Scripture Pavilion, the landscape of the Primal Ancient Realm was also quietly changing.
Led by the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, Sun God Palace, Moon Goddess Cult, Blood God Sect, and other powers friendly with the Lin Family, a new Alliance order with the Lin Family as the absolute core was naturally forming.
Countless small and medium-sized powers came to Qingzhou to pay homage, seeking protection and Alliance.
The Lin Family was not arrogant; Lin Xuan, Lin Hao, and others stepped forward to establish covenants and define the order, gradually guiding the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Realms, which were originally in a state of chaotic slaughter, toward a direction of relative stability and orderly development.
Resources, talents, information... began to circulate within the Alliance network led by the Lin Family with unprecedented efficiency.
An era belonging to the Lin Family, a "Lin Era" of relative peace and development, officially began.