Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 228: The Veil of Shared Visions (2)

The Convergence wasn’t just an event for battle; from its creation, it was designed for Cosmic Overlords and other beings on a universal scale to share experiences and learn as much as possible.

This was the place where the most mythical creations of all universes originated.

The finest blacksmiths, alchemists, and others gathered here alongside their scions, disciples, and more.

It was the epicenter of the most powerful.

As Ash, Aurelia, and Elara stepped into the pavilion, darkness surrounded them, revealing only one figure. He floated cross-legged at the center, beneath the vast cosmic dome. Tall and lean, his obsidian skin seemed to hold actual clouds swirling within it.

His eyes crackled with lightning bolts that clashed endlessly, for he was Shun Bolt.

A proud scion of the Arch Eternal Clan of Cosmic Thunderveil.

As his eyes closed, it was as if a barrier sealed Ash and the others in place, leaving them unable to move or disturb him. It wasn’t Shun’s doing, but a mechanism put in place by the Pavilion itself.

The instant his eyes shut, a vision from his own memory began to unfold.

Shun stood alone at the edge of a dying universe.

Lightning ripped through the void, tearing galaxies apart, shattering worlds, and silencing stars as they collapsed.

Amid the chaos, he did not resist.

He simply breathed in.

In that instant, the lightning and chaos of a collapsing universe poured into him like rivers rushing into the sea—laws, concepts, entire timelines folding into his breath.

His body expanded, veins alight with flickering lightning and stolen storms, until he exhaled a single vortex that gave birth to a new universe.

It was shaped in his image, a flawless haven of lightning and trial—order, absolute and entirely his.

The vision ended with him at the center of this newborn realm; the old universe reduced to dust at his feet. There was no triumph in his expression, only a quiet certainty, as if this was merely the first of countless breaths.

—-

The Pavilion lit up as if lights had appeared from nowhere—soft, warm glows blooming out of the darkness, spreading their warmth across the massive dome of galactic beauty, where swirling nebulae moved like living auroras, stars twinkled in silent agreement, and the crystal floor reflected endless visions in smooth, rippling waves.

Shun stayed still as his zafu gently slid him back into place among the massive crowd—millions strong—all eyes now locked on the three newcomers.

Curious, measuring gazes from prodigies of countless races met them, their auras humming with quiet anticipation under the dome’s ethereal glow.

On the floor, Ash, Elara, and Aurelia stood watching the vision, each lost in their own thoughts. To Ash, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

Aurelia found it impressive, but not out of the ordinary.

Elara, however, was stunned—she hadn’t been out much before, so witnessing something like this was completely new to her… The grandeur of projected memories forming in tangible light, the laws of nature twisting in plain view, leaving her silver eyes wide with awe.

“Hurry, if we keep standing here, they will get their panties all knotted.” Aurelia remarked as she glanced over the crowd. Despite the large number of participants, she could easily spot a few familiar faces.

’Even this damned dragon is here,’ she muttered inwardly, spotting a burly humanoid dragon.

His skin constantly shifted from obsidian black to a spectrum of colors, his pure white eyes marked with black slits.

Two massive wings, like shattered realities, folded behind him, and horns twisted from broken timelines framed his short black hair.

He was the son of the Dragon of Chaos…. Progenitor to all Dragons.

Their gazes locked for a moment, and both scoffed in unison.

Before Ash and the two women, three zafus appeared—soft cushions formed from condensed law essence, glowing in gentle rose-gold light and hovering invitingly.

They drifted upward, and once seated, the zafus carried them among the others as the show went on.

—-

One by one, prodigies stepped into the center, projecting their proudest moments in vivid, tangible visions that filled the dome like living holograms, with laws taking physical form for everyone to feel and learn from.

A young elf shared his breakthrough in conceptual archery—arrows of pure fate splitting timelines with silent releases, each shot branching into endless possibilities that blossomed like ethereal flowers before merging into one flawless strike.

A burly titan showcased his forging of a planetary heart—each hammer strike echoing through the pavilion as he molded a star’s core into unbreakable armor, waves of heat shimmering in the air, drawing approving nods from warrior races.

Then came the Scion of all Beasts—a fierce, elegant woman with wild mane-like hair and beastly features softened by predatory grace.

Her vision flared to life, revealing her taming a Void Beast amid a storm of claws and fangs, not through force but through a symbiotic bond. For a fleeting moment, her form intertwined with the creature’s, igniting in a blaze of shared primal power.

“That’s Madison,” Aurelia whispered to Elara and Ash. “Scion of Beasts. We’re friends—or as close as you can be with a beast prodigy. She’s fierce but steadfast.”

Next, the Scion of Celestials—a stately figure with silver skin traced in gold and eyes like twin suns—delivered his verdict on the fallen star realm: gavels of pure law striking in resounding decrees, turning chaos into order with an even brilliance that caused the pavilion’s light to glow brighter in harmony.

“Him? Cleo,” Aurelia murmured. “Scion of the Celestials. We mostly debate. He’s obsessed with ’justice’ and all that nonsense. A bit boring, but fair enough.”

Then Kha’Zul, the Dragon Scion, his vision was of him locked in a cataclysmic battle against a void devourer. His wings stretched across fractured space, unleashing a breath of chaotic timelines that scorched the creature in prismatic fire, while his horns drove into conceptual voids with unerring precision.

Aurelia rolled her eyes. “And that’s Kha’Zul. My… fiancé. Don’t ask.”

Ash smirked, knowing he didn’t even need to ask.

From the moment he’d set foot here, his eyes had been constantly sizing up the beings around him. It was clear that nearly everyone possessed some kind of cheat or downright absurd power.

From Kha’Zul, he could spot some pretty interesting sights.

[A/N: His panel will be shown in a few Chapters.]

“Yeah, I won’t ask. However, I’m interested in Madison,” he said with a smile, his gaze finding the wild-looking woman in the crowd.

Her long black hair fell partly across her face, covering bits of her forehead and ears. She had an athletic build but with curves, a combination Ash didn’t see often.

Diana, his valkyrie, was athletic as well, though her build was more toned than curvy. Madison, by contrast, carried a gentle softness about her.

Elara and Aurelia both turned sharply toward him.

“What are you, some kind of woman collector?” Elara teased, though she wasn’t one to talk—they’d shared their first time together during an auction.

“Hmph, I thought I was the apple of your eye,” Aurelia teased with a mischievous smile.

“Says the woman with a fiancé,” Ash replied sarcastically before adding, “Besides, I want what I want… and I must have everything I desire~” He finished with a shrug, turning back to the visions.

The women thought he was speaking nonsense, not truly grasping his meaning.

Then, appearing on his shoulder, Elysia spoke while holding a bowl of fruit—far too big for her small frame, yet it didn’t bother her at all.

“Here, have some. This event is boring anyway.”

Her sudden appearance made the women turn once more. She could have easily concealed herself so only Ash would notice her, but she simply didn’t care—or maybe she was just too bored.

“Shoo, shoo, keep watching the show,” she said, gesturing at Aurelia and Elara. The two women froze in surprise for a moment before bursting into laughter.

“Ash, she’s so cute!” Elara exclaimed excitedly, almost forgetting where they were. Aurelia stepped closer, trying to play with Elysia, who simply fluttered around making noise.

Ash shook his head at the scene before blinking once, and in that blink, a flawless 72-hour timeline unfolded in his mind.

’She’s definitely doing this on purpose,’ he thought, glancing around at everyone watching their antics. Once Ash caught on, Elysia stopped and vanished from sight.

“Uhh, where did the little fairy go?” Aurelia asked with a giggle.

“She was sleepy,” Ash lied easily, while Elysia lounged atop his head, legs crossed and munching on fruit.

As the commotion died down, the visions resumed, but Ash had lost interest. Instead, he joined Elysia in snacking and turned his attention to flirting with Aurelia and Elara.

—

While the Veil of Shared Visions unfolded, behind the scenes in the Eternal Observation Spires, Archie and Layla finally reached the summit.

The moment they stepped into the room, every gaze turned their way—Arch Eternal Patriarchs, Matriarchs, Sect Leaders, Progenitors, and more were gathered.

Not every progenitor was present, but those standing in their stead were anything but weak.

“Oh, look who crawled out of hiding.”