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Chapter 377: Chapter377-The Might of a T7 Oracle-grade, the Mysterious Black Coffin (Part 1)

"Faustus..."

A vicious gleam flashed across Jervash’s eyes.

He hailed from the Astral Corsairs, burdened by karma as deep as an abyss. No major faction dared take him in.

To shelter him meant inheriting the endless backlash of his karmic ties.

Although a T3 Oracle-grade powerhouse was formidable, great powers had no shortage of such experts, nor were they willing to pay such a steep price for one.

"As long as the payment is sufficient, everything is negotiable."

"So let me see just how capable this Faustus really is."

Jervash raised a hand, mobilizing the power of laws without using a single Divine-grade treasure.

Faustus’ notorious treasure had already become famous throughout the star sea.

No one wished to throw their precious treasures into that greedy basin for nothing.

Instead, Jervash directly unleashed a Sacred Art.

A dazzling pillar of light shot toward Daniel like a falling star.

A strike from a T3 Oracle-grade was far beyond imagination.

Whoosh!

Countless threads of causality suddenly appeared before Daniel’s eyes.

They formed a natural web of protection woven by the Law of Causality itself.

Among those innumerable threads, one shone with exceptional brilliance—

Radiant as the blazing sun.

Without hesitation, Daniel activated Crusader’s Physique, converting all of his energy into vitality.

At the same time, every defensive measure he possessed came into play.

Layer upon layer of Divine-grade treasures surrounded him.

"Go!"

Holding the tiny sword between two fingers, Daniel flicked it forward.

The little sword left his fingertips and instantly transformed into an ocean of boundless sword light.

It surged forth along that brilliant thread of causality.

Wherever the sword light passed, space itself was torn apart like silk, exposing the endless darkness beyond.

It was the sovereign of all swords.

Everything bowed before it.

Clang!

The sword instantly split Jervash’s law-infused beam in two, like a blazing blade cleaving through ice.

Without losing any momentum, it continued toward Jervash himself with the determination to sever all existence.

"T7 Oracle-grade power... N-No!"

Jervash’s pupils contracted violently.

At that instant, he clearly felt both his Divine Soul and body being completely locked down.

It was as though a colossal dragon’s claw had seized his very fate.

Escape was impossible.

"It’s over..."

"How could I have been so stupid?"

"Those high-grade Oracle-grades all refused to move, yet I let such a tiny reward blind me..."

Endless regret flooded his heart.

He had thought this would be an easy assignment.

Instead, it had become a death sentence.

"What a pity..."

With bitterness, Jervash slowly closed his eyes.

Had Faustus not mastered the Law of Causality, he might still have possessed the slightest chance of survival.

But that thread of causality had already sealed his destiny.

No matter how he dodged...

He could never escape this judgment.

The overwhelming sword light descended.

Like the blade of divine judgment, it instantly reduced Jervash to dust.

T3 Oracle-grade Jervash... had fallen.

[Ding! You have killed T3 Oracle-grade Jervash.]

[Ding! Obtained Origin Crystal ×12.1 billion...]

"Hm?"

Listening to the system notification, Daniel raised an eyebrow.

"You actually dared?"

"I thought you had some life-saving trump card."

"But Chancellor Oracle-grade’s single strike really erased you completely?"

"What a disappointment."

Daniel felt slightly regretful.

That sword strike had obliterated not only the Oracle-grade himself, but every treasure and resource he carried.

Nothing remained as spoils.

Still...

Over twelve billion Origin Crystals were a respectable gain.

A single protective sword from Chanelle cost roughly ten billion Golden Holy Mountain contribution points.

Converting twelve billion Origin Crystals into contribution points would easily exceed that amount.

In other words—

He had essentially earned another protective sword for free, with profit left over.

Unfortunately...

Such trump cards were exceedingly scarce even within Golden Holy Mountain’s treasury.

Otherwise...

Daniel truly might have considered pulling off something much bigger.

A wave of commotion swept through the hidden Oracle-grades.

So Faustus really had another trump card.

A protective sword left behind by a T7 Oracle-grade.

Even a T3 Oracle-grade had not survived a single exchange before being annihilated.

"This Faustus is incredibly troublesome."

"One trump card after another."

"His depths are impossible to measure."

"The number of Divine-grade treasures he possesses rivals that of ordinary Oracle-grades."

"And he simultaneously controls the Laws of Time, Causality, and Reincarnation."

"Such monstrous talent is almost unimaginable."

"Not to mention his own combat strength."

"With only Divine Sovereign cultivation, he has already suppressed countless Divine-grade experts with ease."

"If he survives today’s events..."

"His future achievements will be beyond measure."

"Fortunately we never made our move."

"A full-powered strike from a T7 Oracle-grade would cost even us dearly."

At that moment, several Oracle-grades from Golden Holy Mountain projected their voices throughout the void.

"Everyone."

"We have just received an urgent transmission from Golden Holy Mountain."

"Chaosverse is about to undergo an earth-shattering upheaval."

"Furthermore..."

"Faustus is one of Golden Holy Mountain’s core prodigies, nurtured with every resource at our disposal."

"Anyone who attacks him from this point onward will become an enemy of Golden Holy Mountain."

"And Golden Holy Mountain fears no such hostility."

"We have received direct orders."

"During the Chaosverse campaign, Faustus’ safety must be guaranteed."

The Oracle-grades of the other factions fell into thoughtful silence.

"A great upheaval in Chaosverse?"

"So... after being sealed for so long, it is finally beginning."

"Golden Holy Mountain has a T8 Oracle-grade overseeing everything."

"We do not fear them."

"But Faustus’ future truly defies estimation."

"Making him a mortal enemy now would be extremely unwise."

"Forget it."

"It’s hardly worth gambling an entire faction’s future over a single sage rank."

Since Faustus still possessed unknown trump cards...

Who could guarantee there weren’t even more?

Besides, Golden Holy Mountain had already issued its warning.

Continuing the conflict would only end badly.

Fortunately...

Everyone had acted indirectly.

No one had personally established direct karma with Faustus.

Things were not beyond repair.

Yet one question lingered in every mind.

Just what was this so-called great upheaval?

An uneasiness quietly spread among all present.

After all...

A scheme personally orchestrated by a supreme-grade sage could never be something trivial.

Endless Starsea

Deep within an ancient starry secret realm stood an age-old statue.

No one knew what material it had been carved from.

It depicted a towering warrior.

The statue looked so lifelike that it resembled not an inanimate sculpture...

But a living being slumbering through endless ages.

As though it might open its eyes at any moment.

Now...

An indescribable power was slowly awakening within it.

Like an ancient volcano preparing to erupt after countless epochs.

Finally—

The statue trembled.

As though awakening from an endless dream.

Vitality poured from every corner of the statue like an inexhaustible spring.

Countless laws intertwined and evolved around it, radiating brilliant divine light.

The stone shell covering the statue peeled away layer by layer.

A burly man carrying a Black Coffin upon his back and wearing a hood revealed his true form.

His eyes snapped open.

Galaxies revolved within his pupils.

They were unfathomably deep.

An incomparable aura spread from his body.

It was the aura of one standing on the threshold of Eternity—

Above T9...

Yet still below the Eternal Sage.

A being who had already touched the very edge of the supreme-grade realm.

"Hm?"

"Someone... has used my token."

"The purpose... the seal upon Chaosverse?"

He gazed toward the distant direction of Chaosverse.

Then casually extended a hand.

Whoosh!

The Black Coffin behind him shot into the sky, transforming into a streak of pitch-black light that tore across the Endless Starsea...

Flying straight toward Chaosverse.