Chapter 1367: Heavenly Venerable Yuan (Grand Finale Part 3.2)
Chapter 1367: Heavenly Venerable Yuan (Grand Finale Part 3.2)
A spacetime array! He realized, awestruck. This grand array encompasses the entire Nine Megaverses Spacetime?
Even with him now in control of the Nine Megaverses Spacetime, constructing such a vast array would require an extraordinarily long time.
Finally, Wu Yuan’s consciousness extended beyond the Realm of Darkness. He sensed the vast expanse beyond—infinite spacetime, infinite worlds, boundless and without end.
Is this the endless Chaosverse Lord Hong spoke of? Wu Yuan detected waves of fluctuations from various directions, each transmitting large volumes of information.[1]
Within this endless Chaosverse existed countless megaverses, some strong, others weak. Each possessed its own essence and gave rise to numerous universes within its boundaries.
The Nine Megaverses Spacetime can be considered a complete great megaverse. Wu Yuan realized. Yet it seems that among the various megaverses in that endless Chaosverse, none possess an essence that surpasses our Primordial essence. It appears to be the most powerful.
After what might have been an instant, or perhaps tens of thousands of years, Wu Yuan finally sensed something at the highest point of the endless spacetime dimensions.
There existed a vast, boundless essence—supreme and peerless, transcending everything, unsurpassable, the origin of all things.
That was the Supreme Rules’ essence.
Supreme and above all, unsurpassable, truly encompassing everything. Wu Yuan perceived. The supreme could only be approached, never surpassed.
Boom! Wu Yuan’s incredibly powerful consciousness, upon sensing the Supreme Rules’ essence, involuntarily imprinted a trace of his soul upon it.
Hmm? The moment his imprint formed, Wu Yuan became aware of several other powerful Yuan Soul imprints within this Supreme Rules’ essence.
Are these other Primordium Controllers? He pondered. These soul imprints varied in strength, and Wu Yuan believed his own ranked among the stronger ones. Moreover, some of these imprints appeared dormant, as if their owners had perished.
Previously, there were ten imprints, and I am the eleventh to leave my mark. Wu Yuan noted. Among the eleven, four have fallen into dormancy, while the other six blaze intensely. They likely represent beings on my level, though I don’t know if they’re friend or foe.
Wu Yuan committed the auras of these soul imprints to memory. The endless Chaosverse remained unfamiliar territory, full of unknowns, demanding extreme caution.
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Beyond the infinite spacetime realms, far removed from both the Nine Megaverses Spacetime and the Realm of Darkness, lay another end of the endless Chaosverse.
Here existed an equally boundless world, home to countless living beings and brilliant cultivation civilizations. Its scale matched the Nine Megaverses Spacetime, perhaps even surpassing it in the overall strength of its inhabitants.
At the edge of this realm, two figures were playing chess on a massive boulder. One wore loose azure robes while the other dressed in blood-red garments, with a saber strapped to his back. They had concealed their auras, appearing to be ordinary mortals at first glance.
Yet any super powerhouse present would have been shocked to discover that around these two figures, even spacetime itself ceased to exist.
Suddenly, the azure-robed figure raised his head slightly, glancing toward the depths of the void.
“Second Brother, you’ve lost this game of chess,” he said with a smile.
“I’m only good at cutting people down, not at playing chess. I was merely keeping you company, Elder Brother.” The blood-robed figure laughed, waving his hand to dissolve the chessboard into nothingness.
He stood up. “Elder Brother, let’s go. We shouldn’t keep our new brother waiting too long.”
“Mm.” The azure-robed figure smiled faintly. “The birth of the third Primordium Controller is certainly fortunate. That old ghost’s hopes have finally been completely shattered.”
“It’s a pity we couldn’t finish him off completely.” The blood-robed figure shook his head, his voice carrying a hint of regret.
“Don’t always think about fighting and killing. Let’s go.” The azure-robed figure said with a smile.
The two silhouettes vanished instantly from atop the massive boulder.
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Though it seemed to unfold slowly, Wu Yuan only perceived the mysteries beyond the nine megaverses briefly before his consciousness returned to the nine megaverses.
Outside the Eldritch Court Universe, Wu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze turning toward Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang, Great Emperor Yan Tuo, and the others.
“Saint Yuan has opened his eyes.” The Dao Zenithels of the Eldritch Court faction watched Wu Yuan in respectful silence.
Wu Yuan offered a faint smile. Standing at his current height, he could comprehend the many secrets of these Dao Zenithels with a single thought, whether it was their thoughts, ideas, or various future possibilities. He could observe all the Daos they had comprehended, all the profundities of their cultivation.
Primordium. Wu Yuan’s mind stirred, tracing the Primordial essence back, instantly sensing all lifeforms born in the Nine Megaverses Spacetime from the beginning of this Primordial Epoch until now. He knew each and every aspect of every single being.
From the various Dao Zenithels above to the numerous mortals below, all were within his grasp.
I’m able to trace back to the beginning of this Primordial Epoch, but the traces and imprints of earlier epochs have all been erased. Wu Yuan realized.
Even within the range of the Primordial essence, the Primordium Controller was not omnipotent.
Hmm? No, since this Primordial Epoch, three imprints stand as exceptions: Goddess Nüwa, the Heavenly Imperator, and Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu.
He could easily kill or resurrect other Dao Zenithels, sempiternal lifeforms, and mortals born in this Primordial Epoch. Only these three proved different; he could observe some of their traces but couldn’t control them.
Have they transcended the scope of the Primordial essence? Wu Yuan wondered.
These three had all touched the level of Grand Supreme, which lay beyond Wu Yuan’s control.
However, for Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu, who has already revived a strand of consciousness, I can easily help her restore her body. Wu Yuan smiled slightly, feeling quite pleased.
First, let’s subdue Jin Yi and the others. He decided.
He turned his attention to the cosmic sea.
Go! It seems Saint Yuan hasn’t pursued me. The Heavenly Imperator was fleeing as fast as he could. Hurry, return to the Realm of Destruction. The Realm of Destruction embodied the source of destruction under the operation of the Primordial Rules—the place where the Original Sword’s power was strongest.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Imperator’s expression shifted as he felt the surrounding spacetime solidify around him. He could not break free.
Worse still, he couldn’t even summon his Original Sword. It was as if his power had been completely stripped away.
His face turned ashen with realization. Saint Yuan? Is it you? Have you controlled the Ancestral Pagoda?
Apart from that, the Heavenly Imperator couldn’t imagine any other possibility.
“Jin Yi.”Wu Yuan’s cold voice resonated in the Heavenly Imperator’s mind. “I won’t kill you, but you should cool off for a period of time.”
Spacetime warped, and the Heavenly Imperator instantly fell into a place of absolute darkness, imprisoned by Wu Yuan in the deepest part of the Primordial essence.
Almost simultaneously, other Dao Zenithels of the Immortal Court faction such as Dao Zenithel Wan Yu, Imperial Majesty Dong Huo, Imperial Majesty Nan Guang, and others—whether fleeing or hiding in someone else’s grotto-heaven world—were all relocated from their original spacetime by Wu Yuan and directly transported to the dark prison deep within the Primordial essence.
Kill them? There’s no need. Upon becoming the Primordium Controller and understanding his new abilities, Wu Yuan realized that killing these Dao Zenithels would serve no purpose. As for their future, he hadn’t decided yet, so he chose to imprison them temporarily.
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In the void outside the Eldritch Court Universe, Wu Yuan spoke calmly. “The Heavenly Imperator, Dao Zenithel Wan Yu, and all the Dao Zenithels who fled have been subdued.”
Shock rippled through the gathering. Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang, Dao Zenithel Fu You, and Great Emperor Yan Tuo stared at Wu Yuan in disbelief. Saint Yuan had been standing here the entire time. How could he have subdued the Heavenly Imperator, who had fled so far away?
“All of you may now return as well,” Wu Yuan said, lightly waving his hand. An invisible force swept over all the Dao Zenithels present.
Silently, Great Emperor Yan Tuo, the Blood Emperor, the Dream Emperor, and all the other Dao Zenithels vanished.
The next moment, when these Dao Zenithels looked at their surroundings again, they were shocked to find themselves in their respective Eternal Realms.
“In an instant, he moved us across endless spacetime directly into our Eternal Realms?”
With this, the Dao Zenithels were thoroughly convinced that Saint Yuan’s power had reached a level beyond their imagination.
“Grand Supreme? I fear Saint Yuan’s cultivation level has surpassed even that,” they communicated across spacetime.
“You’re still calling him Saint Yuan? He is a Heavenly Venerable!”
“Only the title of Heavenly Venerable is befitting of him.”
“The supreme and peerless one is the Heavenly Venerable.”
“Heavenly Venerable Yuan!”
It was unknown which Dao Zenithel spoke first, but they soon all changed the way they addressed him to Heavenly Venerable Yuan.
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After sending Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang, Dao Zenithel Fu You, and the others away, Wu Yuan “heard” the new title the Dao Zenithels had begun using.
Heavenly Venerable? Heavenly Venerable Yuan? Wu Yuan smiled faintly, recalling his experience in the Azure Saint Tomb. A previous jest has actually come true.
He paid no mind to the actions of these Dao Zenithels. Whether called Saint Yuan or Heavenly Venerable Yuan, it was just a title in the end.
Wu Yuan took a step and crossed layers of spacetime, entering the essence space of the Eldritch Court Universe. It was empty.
“Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu,” Wu Yuan called, pointing from afar.
The entire universe’s essence instantly responded, going into a frenzy as endless light converged. In the blink of an eye, a figure in white robes slowly appeared in the void, emitting a sacred, luminous aura. Her body continued to manifest, her vital aura steadily rising.
After what seemed like a long time, everything settled. Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu’s figure had completely manifested in reality.
“Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu,” Wu Yuan bowed respectfully. “Wu Yuan has not let you down.”
“Actually, I should be thanking you,” Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu smiled.
“Your soul originally came from the depths of the Primordium within Yonder Cliff,” she explained. “I forcibly extracted you from there. Long ago, I sensed that the Heavenly Imperator had become a first-tier Archon of the Original Sword, and I knew I couldn’t match him.
“I feared that the Immortal Court would one day completely annihilate the Eldritch Court. So, for the sake of our future, I could only try again and again. That special world in the depths of the Primordium holds countless lifeforms, each one incredibly special. In my projections, they all seem innately compatible with the Ancestral Pagoda’s essence.
“I tried time and again, extracting the soul essences of lifeforms from that place, attempting to nurture one who could contend with the Heavenly Imperator—a peerless genius. The previous ones all failed.” Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu looked at Wu Yuan. “Finally, you succeeded. And your achievements surpass my imagination.”
Wu Yuan nodded slightly. The depths of Yonder Cliff? He had indeed felt that there was something special about it. There, one could find methods seemingly left behind by some terrifying being. But time had been short, and he hadn’t found the chance to unravel its mysteries.
Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed through Wu Yuan’s eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu noticed his change in demeanor.
“It’s nothing. Just two friends who’ve arrived,” Wu Yuan smiled. “Eldritch Progenitor, I’ll go meet them first.”
“Friends?” Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu asked, taken aback.
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Deep within the cosmic sea, Yonder Cliff.
This was the most treacherous exploration site in the cosmic sea, a truly bizarre world. Over trillions of years, Wu Yuan’s mana body and ether body had ventured here countless times. This extraordinary realm harbored innumerable treasures, and many Xuanhuang Dao Treasures originated from this very place.
Only now, after becoming a Primordium controller with full dominion over the Nine Megaverses Spacetime, could Wu Yuan truly perceive Yonder Cliff’s unique nature.
He streaked through the void, his senses probing every inch of space until he reached the edge of this world.
A misty gray realm unfurled before him. Though countless beings dwelled within, the flow of time and laws of heaven and earth governing these inhabitants differed drastically from those of the beings in the Nine Megaverses Spacetime.
Beyond the scope of the Primordial Rules? Wu Yuan’s gaze sharpened as he examined this world. This must be the special world Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu had mentioned—the world of his previous life.
Suddenly, two invisible ripples swept past him. Light converged, forming two spectral figures: one in blood-red robes, the other in azure. Though projections, they seemed uncannily real. Both wore faint smiles.
“Brother Yuan, congratulations on becoming the third Cradle Controller,” said the blood-robed figure. A saber was strapped to his back, and his domineering aura resembled a towering blade that pierced the heavens wherever he stood.
“Who are you?” Wu Yuan scrutinized the pair, finding their auras strangely familiar. They matched two of the Yuan Soul imprints he had sensed within the Supreme Rules’ essence, both among the strongest presences there.
Recognition dawned. “Lord Hong? Heavenly Imperator Han?”
1. in case you’re wondering, yes this is the first time this term showed up. ☜
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