Golden Mist Treasure Land.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged. The rare treasure produced by this Treasure Land took the form of golden mist.
Hence, it was named “Golden Mist.”
The six ancient kingdoms typically named their Treasure Lands based on the rare treasures they produced.
For instance, the Black Jade Nest—named after the “black jade” it yielded.
“Greetings, Milky Way Heavenly Sovereign.”
Over a dozen experts from the Liyang Kingdom entered the Golden Mist Treasure Land and bowed respectfully to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan nodded slightly.
These Liyang Kingdom experts had come to establish a space-time teleportation array within the Golden Mist Treasure Land.
Additionally, they would set up a defensive array covering the entire Treasure Land.
Every Treasure Land under the control of the Liyang Kingdom was outfitted in this manner.
The goal was to build a teleportation array linked to the capital, so that reinforcements from the kingdom could arrive quickly in the event of a crisis.
Even though the Golden Mist Treasure Land now belonged to Lin Yuan, it was still officially under the Liyang Kingdom’s jurisdiction—so this arrangement was perfectly acceptable.
Lin Yuan welcomed it. With his strength, he didn’t fear any danger to the Treasure Land.
But having a direct teleportation link to the capital would make things far more convenient.
At the very least, it would save travel time between the two locations.
The Golden Mist Treasure Land was situated in a barren region outside the six ancient kingdoms—an immense distance from the Liyang Kingdom.
Even with Lin Yuan’s mastery of space-time, traveling back and forth took considerable time.
With a teleportation array, that trouble could be avoided.
As for the defensive array spanning the whole Treasure Land, that too saved Lin Yuan a great deal of effort.
“Milky Way Heavenly Sovereign, where should we build the teleportation array?” asked one of the formation masters in a low voice.
Once a Treasure Land was born, its space-time quickly contracted—but to what extent, only the land’s controller knew.
Thus, the location for the teleportation array had to be determined by the land’s controller.
This would prevent the array from being mistakenly placed outside the actual Treasure Land.
“Anywhere within this range is fine.”
Lin Yuan conjured a detailed “map” of the Treasure Land, indicating a general area.
The experts nodded knowingly.
The dozen or so formation masters from the Liyang Kingdom busied themselves.
Setting up the teleportation array was the easier task. Constructing the defensive array that covered the entire Treasure Land required more intricate planning.
“The teleportation array…”
Lin Yuan observed for a while. The formation masters began with the teleportation array—it was the simplest.
All teleportation arrays across the Liyang Kingdom and the six ancient kingdoms followed a unified “template,” with a space-time crystal as the core.
The key lay in the space-time crystal.
Each crystal was a complete, self-contained unit.
If split in two, the halves would maintain a connection regardless of distance.
The teleportation array used this link to create a spatial tunnel, enabling long-distance travel.
Of course, locking onto this link involved techniques passed down by the Ancestors.
“In the Chaos Void, only certain special existences can use such teleportation.”
Lin Yuan thought to himself. It had to be said—this source world and its six ancient kingdoms were far more ‘advanced’ than the Chaos Void, where thirteenth-rank methods were everywhere.
In the Chaos Void, thirteenth-rank time-type lifeforms stood high above, exerting little influence on others. Only Supreme Saints at their peak would dare try to track them.
But in the six ancient kingdoms? The thirteenth-rank Ancestors were right there. By joining one of the kingdoms, one could even hope to interact with an Ancestor.
Even if one didn’t meet an Ancestor directly, at least one could train with the inheritances they left behind.
Like the Chaos Secret Pattern Diagram—it came from an Ancestor.
The diagram representing the third level required immense merit.
But the diagrams for the first and second levels were relatively affordable.
Most Great Sovereigns could earn enough merit to obtain them.
“These rare treasures…”
Lin Yuan stopped watching the formation masters and began inventorying his gains.
To reclaim their ancient kingdom’s hidden ultimate weapons, four kingdoms—excluding the Barbarian Wild Ancient Kingdom—had paid a heavy price.
Especially the Grand Ancient Void Kingdom—Lin Yuan had received a full hundred catties of Dragon Abyss Blood.
Dragon Abyss Blood was rarely seen outside that kingdom. They kept it tightly guarded.
If not for reclaiming their hidden weapons, Lin Yuan could never have forced them to hand over so much of it.
After all, the Grand Ancient Void Kingdom was protected by its thirteenth-rank Ancestor. No matter how powerful Lin Yuan was, even as an Invincible Heavenly Sovereign, he could at most pressure them into low-key behavior—nothing more extreme.
“Let’s see why Dragon Abyss Blood is so precious.”
Lin Yuan flipped his right hand, and a jade bottle appeared.
He tilted the bottle slightly—a single drop flowed out, incomparably pure, filled with star-like specks of light swirling within.
This drop of Dragon Abyss Blood wasn’t mere blood—it was a world unto itself, containing numerous laws and Dao principles in motion.
Lin Yuan studied it closely, marveling in his heart.
To integrate the laws and Dao into one’s flesh, so that each particle of the body contained a world—if unleashed fully, what kind of terrifying power would that generate?
“The first lifeform born from this source world?”
Lin Yuan thought of the origin of Dragon Abyss Blood. From this single drop, he could faintly sense the terrifying power of that primordial being.
Each particle of its body contained a world? Even if a single world’s power couldn’t compare to Lin Yuan’s internal universe, the sheer number made up for it.
Quantity transforming into quality wasn’t a myth.
“Even if that being was weaker than me, it must have been far above any so-called strongest Heavenly Sovereign. How did it die?”
Lin Yuan was intrigued. A being whose particles each formed avatars or clones—how could it die even if all the strongest Heavenly Sovereigns of the source world attacked it?
Yet Dragon Abyss Valley was precisely recorded as the place of its fall.
Only the complete dissipation of its true spirit could create a Treasure Land that continuously produced Dragon Abyss Blood.
“The Grand Ancient Void Ancestor…”
Lin Yuan easily guessed the involvement of an Ancestor.
Only a thirteenth-rank Ancestor could kill such a being.
“It seems the Grand Ancient Void Ancestor had deep hatred toward that first lifeform,” Lin Yuan mused.
That Ancestor not only killed the first lifeform completely but gathered its true spirit and bloodline to form Dragon Blood Valley.
From there, countless lifeforms were born—raised and controlled by the Grand Ancient Void Kingdom for generations, their blood harvested and refined.
The creatures born in Dragon Blood Valley were, in essence, the offspring and descendants of that first being.
“Let’s try refining it.”
Lin Yuan stopped thinking and immediately began absorbing the drop of Dragon Abyss Blood.
Most of his mind remained focused on understanding the origin world’s operation. Only a small portion was used to refine the blood—it didn’t interfere with anything.
Chaotic mist drifted as two figures silently appeared, gazing into the distant void.
Their auras were hidden, but even so, the laws and principles of the Chaos Void subtly withdrew from them. They were clearly two Supreme Saints.
“This should be where Shadowfiend and Nine Phoenix last appeared.” The bald Supreme Saint on the left scanned the surroundings with a serious expression.
“Shadowfiend and Nine Phoenix were newly ascended Saints, but now all traces of their karma have vanished. Strange.” The Supreme Saint on the right frowned.
When karma vanished completely, there were only two possibilities:
One, reincarnation—abandoning all past ties to start anew.
Two, total death—the true body, avatars, and all life-saving methods completely erased.
These two Supreme Saints knew of the grudge between Shadowfiend and Nine Phoenix. If Shadowfiend had reincarnated to escape Nine Phoenix, it wouldn’t be surprising.
But both of them vanishing completely? That was strange.
Could it be they both reincarnated?
If not, then they had both died.
That would be even more inconceivable.
Two Chaos Saints dying completely at the same time?
Even a Supreme Saint couldn’t pull that off.
“Saint Rahu ordered us to investigate. It’s definitely necessary.”
The bald Supreme Saint on the right spoke.
They didn’t care much about newly ascended Chaos Saints.
But the fact that both had disappeared was enough to raise alarm.
“Saint Rahu is about to reign supreme over the Chaos Void. He doesn’t give orders lightly.”
The Supreme Saint on the left nodded.
Saint Rahu was an ancient Saint, focused on cultivating a thirteenth-rank inheritance. Once mastered, he would sweep the Chaos Void and confirm his title of “Invincible Supreme Saint.”
These two Supreme Saints had once stumbled near Saint Rahu’s secluded cultivation grounds. A brief clash had revealed his terrifying strength—and they chose to follow him.
“I’ll try reversing time first.”
The bald figure’s eyes began to swirl with time’s flow in reverse.
He stopped and frowned. “Time here is completely in chaos. I can’t see anything.”
Time reversal allowed one to replay past events—but that vision could be disrupted.
The Supreme Saint on the left nodded. He had also tried, but to no avail.
He looked at the bald figure.
“We must follow through with what Saint Rahu asked.”
The bald Saint thought for a while and said, “Let’s start investigating the karmic ties of Shadowfiend and Nine Phoenix. Who were their enemies?”
“It’s the only option.”
It would work—but it was a nightmare.
Chaos Saints had countless karmic ties across countless domains.
Investigating them one by one would be exhausting.
And in the end, there was no guarantee they’d find anything.
But it was the only thread to follow.
Even if it turned up nothing, they could at least give Saint Rahu a report.
Source World, Liyang Capital.
Milky Way Palace. Lin Yuan sat across from Red Flame Heavenly Sovereign.
“Brother Milky Way, by now, the merit tally should be finalized.” Red Flame smiled at Lin Yuan. “With your performance during the Treasure Land battle, the amount of merit you’ll receive must be shocking.”
“The emperor gave me the Treasure Land. Won’t that affect the merit tally?” Lin Yuan asked.
“They’re separate matters,” Red Flame replied. “The final result is that our Liyang Kingdom obtained the Treasure Land. Who it belongs to doesn’t factor into the merit calculation.”
Red Flame Heavenly Sovereign, as one of the Liyang Kingdom’s top Ultimate Heavenly Sovereigns, had participated in dozens of large-scale wars between ancient kingdoms and had deep experience in how merit was assigned.
“Besides, with your strength, Brother Milky Way, earning merit is child’s play,” Red Flame said with a smile.
For ordinary Great Sovereigns, earning merit was difficult—it had to be accumulated through many small wars.
Heavenly Sovereigns had it easier. By guarding a Treasure Land, they had a stable source of merit. Still, accumulating enough for rare inheritances took vast spans of time.
If he so desired, earning merit was easy. A simple trip to the borders between kingdoms, exerting a little pressure, could bring in large amounts of merit.
If war broke out and Lin Yuan ended it swiftly, the merit would be astronomical.
Of course, the other kingdoms weren’t foolish. Now that Lin Yuan’s presence was known, they would avoid war and lean toward concessions.
“Normally, how much merit would a new Treasure Land battle grant?” Lin Yuan asked.
“I’m not sure,” Red Flame said. “This isn’t a regular first-tier Treasure Land—it’s a top-tier one. It depends on the elders’ decision.”
The Liyang Kingdom was ruled by the emperor, but major decisions were made by the council of elders.
“The merit’s been issued.”
At that moment, Red Flame’s expression changed—he had received a message from the kingdom.
“I’ve been granted 2.32 million merit.” He smiled with some satisfaction. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝
Compared to conquering a top-tier Treasure Land, 2.32 million merit wasn’t high—but Red Flame had done little during the battle.
The most intense phase of the struggle—there was barely a final war. Lin Yuan had crushed the opposition alone.
Given that, earning over two million was already generous.
That was 2.32 million merit over 2,000 years.
An extraordinarily high return.
For comparison—guarding a first-tier Treasure Land usually brought in only single-digit merit over the same span.
“Eternal Sun, Vast Might, and the others also got between one and two million,” Red Flame added. Once the merit tally was released, the other Heavenly Sovereigns involved had shared their results with him.
Lin Yuan, seated, also received his notification from the kingdom.
“Three hundred and sixty billion merit?” Lin Yuan stared at the change in his ‘merit balance,’ momentarily stunned.
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