Creating Heavenly Laws

Chapter 701

Golden Mist Treasure Land.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in silence.

Not far away, the irregular rift that had once connected to the Origin of the Source World was finally healing completely.

“It’s gone?”

A hint of regret crossed Lin Yuan’s face.

Directly witnessing the operation of the Source World’s Origin had allowed his comprehension of the great Dao’s laws to grow at an astonishing rate every moment.

Unfortunately, such an opportunity could only be encountered when a new Treasure Land was first born.

The relationship between a Treasure Land and the Source World was like that of a mother tree and its fruit.

Before the fruit completely separated from the tree, one could glimpse the deepest essence of the mother tree through their connection.

Once that connection was severed, everything naturally returned to its original state.

Normally, the link between a Treasure Land and the Source World would last anywhere from a few centuries to tens of thousands of years.

The duration depended on the Treasure Land’s grade.

As one of the highest first-class Treasure Lands, the Golden Mist Treasure Land had maintained its link to the Source World for over ten thousand years.

“It’s a pity—the rift that connects directly to the Source World’s Origin can’t be forcibly reopened.”

Lin Yuan shook his head slightly. Even an existence as powerful as an Ancestor could only perceive the Source World’s Origin through their life level.

But to forcibly open a passage that directly pierced through to the Origin would incur the Source World’s backlash.

That kind of backlash was something almost no life could endure for long.

Of course, if Lin Yuan truly asked, even the six Ancestors would risk suppression from the Source World itself to force the rift open.

But in doing so—

Lin Yuan would owe a tremendous debt of favor.

Besides, after over ten thousand years of comprehension, he believed he had already reached the pinnacle in every aspect.

Continuing to watch the Source World’s Origin would no longer bring as much benefit as before.

“These ten thousand years of secluded cultivation have done wonders for my strength.”

A smile appeared on Lin Yuan’s lips.

At his level, even ten million or a trillion years might not yield any progress.

But Lin Yuan was different. With his Unrivaled Insight and the advantage of existing across multiple dimensions, his strength had undergone yet another transformation after these long ages.

“Space and time...”

In his sight, the spacetime of the Golden Mist Treasure Land and the spacetime of the outer world both appeared orderly, like countless fine threads running through existence itself.

With a single thought, Lin Yuan could influence and command them.

If he wished, he could at any time unleash a spacetime storm within the Source World that would annihilate ninety percent of all life.

Two thousand years ago, Lin Yuan had completely transcended in his comprehension of the fusion of time and space, and grasped the Dao of Space-Time.

The Dao of Space-Time—this was a domain that only beings of the thirteenth rank could touch. At that level, one became time and space itself, and time and space became one with them.

Back then, His Majesty the Mysterious Sovereign had reached the peak of the ninth level in his accumulation of time-related insight.

After obtaining the thirteenth-rank weapon, the Heavenly Void Cauldron, and studying its mysteries, he had barely stepped halfway into the fusion of space-time.

But Lin Yuan had taken that complete step—his comprehension of space-time rivaled that of time-born lifeforms.

“Every dimension, every layer of reality, has its own time and space. Spacetime is the foundation of all worlds.”

Lin Yuan continued to observe the countless fine threads of spacetime within his vision, marveling ever more deeply.

Each thread maintained a delicate balance, and it was precisely that balance which allowed stable environments to exist—nurturing countless lives.

“The Supreme Origin Dao?”

Lin Yuan’s gaze grew thoughtful.

At his current realm, he could faintly sense a certain power that permeated all dimensions, maintaining the fundamental operation of all worlds.

If any of these spacetime threads faltered, it would trigger catastrophe. Yet across endless eons, without external interference, spacetime remained astonishingly stable.

Clearly, an even higher power was subtly regulating it.

That power was what the six Ancestors called the Supreme Origin Dao.

Even thirteenth-rank time beings were still attempting to comprehend it.

“My life level is still too low.”

After quietly sensing it for a while, Lin Yuan shook his head.

He could indeed feel that all-pervading force—but it was still hazy and indistinct.

“The Supreme Origin Dao is still far from my reach. I’d be better off pushing my comprehension of the Tao of Tai Chi to the third stage.”

Lin Yuan gathered his thoughts.

Eight thousand years ago, he had stepped into the second stage of the Tao of Tai Chi.

Five thousand years ago, his comprehension had reached the peak of the second stage.

Even now, he remained trapped at that peak.

He was only half a step away from the perfected third stage.

Compared to the elusive Supreme Origin Dao, achieving the third stage of the Tao of Tai Chi would be both more attainable and more beneficial to him.

The First Source World had divided the path of chaotic evolution into three stages.

The third stage represented perfection—allowing cultivators, even without internal universes, to rival those who cultivated within the Chaotic Void, relying solely on a higher-level path of chaotic evolution.

The Tao of Tai Chi was far stronger than any other chaotic path. Even achieving its initial form required reaching the peak of the second level of chaotic rules.

To reach its third stage was countless times harder than other chaotic evolution paths.

Even Lin Yuan was momentarily halted by this bottleneck.

Exhaling softly, Lin Yuan’s will stirred.

He descended into his internal universe.

Gazing upon the boundless expanse within himself—

His inner cosmos was now vast beyond measure, equivalent to tens of thousands of Void Realms combined, stretching on without end.

“‘Infinite Void,’ sixth layer.”

Lin Yuan mused to himself.

Six thousand years ago, he had completed the fifth layer of this inherited art and stepped into the sixth.

The sixth layer was also the limit of this inheritance. As for the seventh— even its creator, a time being, had never mastered it. It existed only as a theoretical realm.

“My ‘Infinite Void’ has already surpassed the original inheritance.”

He reflected inwardly. The original aim of the Infinite Void was to reach the Chaotic Void.

But now, his inner cosmos was evolving toward the fabled Perfect World.

To achieve this, Lin Yuan had absorbed the strengths of the Chaotic Void, the First Source World, and the Second Source World—refining them into the perfection of his own universe.

“Perhaps the upper limit of my inner cosmos isn’t the seventh layer... but the eighth, ninth, or even tenth.”

After completing the sixth layer, the ‘Infinite Void’ inheritance no longer offered him guidance. The road ahead would have to be forged by his own hands.

This was the path every true powerhouse must take—the same way Lin Yuan had created his own martial evolution path.

“My current strength...”

Even Lin Yuan wasn’t entirely certain anymore.

Ten thousand years ago, he had already lost clear awareness of his limits—since even an ordinary Invincible Supreme Saint of the Chaotic Void couldn’t withstand a single strike from him.

After another ten thousand years of cultivation, every aspect of him had transformed again—his sixth layer of Infinite Void, his second-stage Tao of Tai Chi...

Each advancement alone would vastly boost his power—stacked together, the effect was immeasurable.

“The stronger my foundation, the greater the surge when I break through to the thirteenth rank.”

He thought quietly.

When one advanced from the eleventh to the twelfth rank, they would receive an infusion of the Chaotic Void’s origin power.

The amount depended on the individual’s accumulation.

It was the same for the twelfth to the thirteenth rank—hence why each birth of a time being in the Chaotic Void shook countless realms.

“I just wonder—when the time comes, will the Chaotic Void even be able to withstand the infusion I’ll draw?”

His thoughts drifted outward.

Given his current foundation, if he successfully entered the thirteenth rank, the origin power he could absorb might rival that of dozens, even hundreds, of other time beings combined.

Perhaps even more.

Would the Chaotic Void truly be able to fill him?

Within the Chaotic Void—

Drifting along streams of chaos, Lin Yuan arrived at a barren expanse.

“It’ll be here.”

After a brief look, he raised his hand and drew a line.

In an instant, space and time split apart—an acquired universe began to take shape.

An acquired universe differed from an internal one—it was created by a Supreme Saint and existed independently of its creator.

Even if the Supreme Saint perished, the acquired universe would not collapse.

Of course, unlike an internal universe, it couldn’t exist eternally as long as its master lived.

Both acquired and innate universes would eventually collapse, but when an acquired universe collapsed, it did so completely—it couldn’t be reborn like the innate ones.

The Mysterious Sovereign’s Mysterious Emperor Universe was such an example—after countless cosmic eras, it had neared collapse, finally emerging due to the breakdown of its outer spacetime.

“Creating an acquired universe—experiencing a genesis—also helps organize one’s comprehension of laws and the Dao.”

Lin Yuan watched as the universe gradually took form. Countless rules and Daos began to operate as he established the environment he desired.

“Besides, this acquired universe can serve as the human civilization’s stronghold.”

“Even in the worst case—if I become trapped in a time loop—humanity won’t be wiped out immediately.”

Lin Yuan thought far ahead. It was time to make preparations.

Like creating a fallback for the human race.

As long as he lived, no power in the Chaotic Void dared provoke human civilization.

But if he became ensnared in a time loop...

The Mysterious Emperor Lineage and the Devil Jade Tower Lineage had already proven how fragile great powers could be.

Lin Yuan naturally had to prepare in advance.

After all, his rise had been far too rapid.

Human civilization could never keep pace.

Even now, not a single Chaos-level being had been born among them.

“With my means, there’s no need to plant seeds in those innate universes.”

He gazed at the nearly completed acquired universe.

Even Invincible Supreme Saints’ acquired universes eventually collapsed.

Thus, most Saints placed inheritances within innate universes to ensure their legacies survived.

Like the Mysterious Secret Realm of his home universe—or the wooden hut of the Calamity Clan.

Innate universes, protected by the Chaotic Void, were absolutely secure and endlessly reborn—the ideal cradle for unbroken lineage.

But Lin Yuan had no such need.

With his current mastery over space and time, the acquired universes he created would never collapse—they could coexist eternally with the Chaotic Void.

As long as these acquired universes endured, humanity would have an invincible sanctuary. With additional safeguards, their civilization could endure for endless generations.

And if the Chaotic Void itself were to perish?

By that point, even time beings would be forced into dimensional rifts, and all inner life would be extinguished.

These preparations were merely Lin Yuan’s contingency—assuming he failed to transcend the time loop.

In truth, according to the six Ancestors of the First Source World who had observed countless timelines, Lin Yuan’s chances of reaching the thirteenth rank were extremely high.

Over the millennia, the six Ancestors had set aside everything else, continuously observing Lin Yuan’s future timelines—and not one showed him trapped in a time loop.

Milky Way Chaos Continent.

“Milky Way.”

“Milky Way.”

The strongest ones led by Xuanyuan came forth to pay their respects.

Since Lin Yuan’s rise, over twenty cultivators had reached the Path-Clearing stage within human civilization.

However, their status could never compare to the nine strongest ones like Xia Qin.

The human race’s current cultivation environment was simply too favorable. Back in their home universe, they had battled the myriad races through blood and death just to produce each Strongest one.

“Milky Way, what brings you to summon us today?”

Xia Qin looked at Lin Yuan and asked.

Ever since humanity entered the Chaotic Void, Lin Yuan—their towering pillar—had rarely interfered in affairs.

Now that he had gathered them all, it was clearly no trivial matter.

“I’ve created thirty-three acquired universes, scattered throughout the Chaotic Void. Send a group of evolvers into each.”

“Keep these thirty-three acquired universes secret. Don’t spread word of them. Choose the entrants mostly from first and second rank evolvers.”

Lin Yuan spoke calmly.

Those thirty-three acquired universes were the sanctuaries he had prepared for humanity—their final foundation.

According to his set rules, once he attempted his thirteenth-rank breakthrough, these universes would only allow exit, never entry.

Not even human evolvers could locate them afterward; their coordinates would merge into the deepest Chaotic Void—beyond reach even for Invincible Supreme Saints.

A one-way refuge of eternal stability—these universes would continuously send fresh blood outward to sustain humanity.

“Milky Way, this is...”

Xuanyuan frowned, sensing something amiss.

To deliberately create thirty-three secret universes—it sounded suspiciously like... a final arrangement.

The other strongest ones exchanged uneasy looks.

There was only one thing that could drive the mighty Milky Way Saint to such lengths—

A breakthrough to the thirteenth rank.

“Don’t worry.”

Lin Yuan’s expression remained serene as he glanced at them.

These strongest ones had all risen from his home universe, having witnessed his journey from weakness to invincibility. Beyond reverence, they also held deep respect and emotion for him.

So Lin Yuan offered them brief reassurance:

“This is merely preparation for the worst possible outcome.”

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