The clear lake rippled gently, with wisps of mist rising from its surface, spreading around and enveloping the surroundings.
On the lakeshore, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, and resting on his shoulder was a golden-horned beast nearly one meter long.
“Perfect limit. Back then, my Youhai clone had reached this level. However, after transforming into the endless Youhai, the newly formed Youhai clone was only at a thousand-fold life gene level. Finally—finally, I’ve brought my golden-horned beast clone to this stage as well,” Luo Feng smiled, silently waiting for the impending transformation.
According to normal procedure,
Once the life genes reach perfection, a dramatic transformation will occur. Last time, it was the descent of the fundamental cosmic laws… which directly transported Luo Feng’s consciousness to a mysterious space and rapidly evolved the Youhai clone to a height of over ninety thousand kilometers.
“Huh?”
Luo Feng sat there, slightly frowning.
One second, two seconds…
One minute, two minutes… five minutes!
“No change?”
“Why hasn’t anything happened at all?” Luo Feng’s expression turned bewildered. After 62 years of cultivation with the “Nine Calamities Secret Manual” to reach the perfect gene level, there was still no reaction this time—neither his divine body underwent transformation, nor was his consciousness drawn again into the mysterious space.
Luo Feng abruptly stood up!
“Could it be… could it be—” His eyes widened, filled with disbelief. As he thought carefully, he realized the reason for the lack of transformation.
Because… this was another universe! Not the original universe!
…
Although Luo Feng had long known he was in another universe, in theory, even though it was a different universe, the elements—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, light, thunder, time, space… and even various combined laws—were all the same as in the original universe. The comprehension of laws and secret techniques was no different from the original universe.
Just like in the Primeval Universe, advancing to Cosmic-level, Domain Lord, or World God… everything was exactly the same as in the original universe.
The Primeval Universe was the largest and most expansive universe, home to countless beings from innumerable races.
In contrast, the Initial Universe and the Star-Sea Beast Alliance Universe were much smaller.
One large, two small.
Yet the laws, cultivation of powerful beings, and so on… were all the same. Different universes merely differed slightly in “time flow rate,” “environment,” and similar aspects. The major aspects remained unchanged.
Therefore, Luo Feng had assumed—
once he reached the perfect life gene level, his golden-horned beast clone would undergo further evolution! Even his consciousness might once again enter the mysterious space of this universe.
“It’s wrong.”
“It seems different universes still have differences. In this universe of the Star-Sea Beast Alliance… my reaching the perfect life gene level has elicited no reaction at all. Not even my divine body has evolved,” Luo Feng mused silently while shaking his head. “What should I do now? How can I proceed?”
Luo Feng was troubled.
Although his golden-horned beast clone had reached the perfect life gene level, achieving the minimum requirement in quality to execute “I Am the Universe,” it still fell far short in quantity. After all, even a divine body of ninety thousand kilometers in height could only be used ten times! The golden-horned beast’s divine body, at merely one thousand kilometers, was only a fraction—mere hundreds of thousands—of that size!
Once he activated “I Am the Universe,” the secret technique might not even complete formation before the golden-horned beast’s divine body was completely consumed!
“Trying to defeat the Patriarch clone using the innate secret art ‘I Am the Universe’ is impossible,” Luo Feng frowned deeply. “Then what should I do?”
For a moment, Luo Feng felt helpless.
His clone’s divine body was too small, and he still couldn’t use the innate secret art. Could he create one himself? With his current understanding of laws and beast-god intent… attempting to create a supreme ultimate technique of a Cosmic Overlord was simply absurd.
“What should I do?” Luo Feng kept thinking, but found no promising path.
He wasn’t even a Cosmic Sovereign yet, and he was trying to create a supreme ultimate technique of a Cosmic Overlord?
Preposterous!
…
Inside the Beast God Realm, vast and boundless.
Within a vast mountainous region, atop one of the peaks, an old man in white robes sat on one side, and facing him was an old man in green robes, his head adorned with crystalline twin horns. The two elders sat opposite each other.
“Master Sitting-on-the-Mountain, it seems your disciple has hit a snag,” the Patriarch smiled.
“Don’t rush,” Sitting-on-the-Mountain replied, glancing into the distance.
Both the Patriarch and Sitting-on-the-Mountain had only sent their clones here! After all, this was the universe controlled by the Patriarch… just like the Primeval Universe was controlled by the Chaos Lord, this universe was under the Patriarch’s control!
Within the Primeval Universe, the Chaos Lord was invincible!
Within this universe, although the Patriarch had only a clone, once he tapped into the fundamental power of the entire universe, he remained an invincible existence. Therefore, naturally, Sitting-on-the-Mountain, who was also a Cosmic Sovereign, wouldn’t place himself in danger—he simply needed to project a clone. At the level of Cosmic Sovereigns…
they could effortlessly create clones!
“You’re truly impressive. Back then, you pushed your second disciple’s life gene level to nearly ten thousandfold. Now, training your third disciple… he’s even more extraordinary, having already reached the perfect gene level,” the Patriarch sighed. “When it comes to cultivating disciples, especially enhancing their life gene levels, I’m far inferior to you.”
Sitting-on-the-Mountain smiled and shook his head. “This goes against the universe’s natural laws and must come with a heavy price… I could only cultivate these two disciples. If there were more, I wouldn’t be able to bear the burden.”
The Patriarch nodded.
At their level, they had already reached the pinnacle. Things like amplification secret arts, life gene levels, and so on… were meaningless to them. They had long achieved perfection. Otherwise, how could they be called Cosmic Sovereigns?
“Every being who reaches the perfect gene level receives blessings from the fundamental essence of the Primeval Universe! Their divine bodies can evolve to perfection! Their consciousness can also receive the greatest innate secret arts!” the Patriarch sighed. “Unfortunately!”
“This is my universe…”
The Patriarch looked at Sitting-on-the-Mountain. “My universe is nowhere near as powerful as the Primeval Universe. I can’t bestow innate secret arts upon him, nor can I allow his divine body to evolve.” He picked up the dewdrop-like wine formed from countless droplets before him and took a gentle sip. “Without divine body evolution, even if he received the greatest innate secret art, his body wouldn’t be able to execute it… let alone the fact that he hasn’t received any such blessing at all.”
“If this were the Primeval Universe, I might have lost this bet.”
“Unfortunately, this is my universe.” The Patriarch gazed at Sitting-on-the-Mountain. “I can control all unexpected variables. Your disciple can only rely on the Beast God Realm!”
“Confident, aren’t you?” Sitting-on-the-Mountain also took a sip of the dew-wine, sighing. “This wine is quite good. Send me some later.”
“This wine was specially cultivated by me in this universe under carefully arranged special conditions, and it took considerable effort and cost to produce,” the Patriarch looked at Sitting-on-the-Mountain and smiled. “But, considering your peak treasure will soon be mine, what’s a little wine?”
“Old Beast God… remember, one hundred thousand aeons!” Sitting-on-the-Mountain shook his head. “It’s only been a short time. Don’t be too confident.”
“Oh, you’re so sure?”
The Patriarch said, “You believe your disciple can become a Cosmic Sovereign within one hundred thousand aeons, or create a supreme secret art of a Cosmic Overlord as an immortal, or even develop a supreme technique of a Cosmic Sovereign as a Sovereign?”
According to the bet…
once Luo Feng reaches the Cosmic Sovereign level, the Patriarch’s clone can use the ultimate secret art of a Cosmic Overlord! There was no doubt that the ultimate secret art used by the Patriarch’s clone would be the peak of all ultimate secret arts a Cosmic Overlord could use! To defeat such a Patriarch clone, one must create a supreme technique of a Cosmic Sovereign!
“I can only tell you this,” Sitting-on-the-Mountain looked at the Patriarch. “My disciple has a chance of success. Of course… if he fails to comprehend, it’s simply because he lacks the ability.”
“A chance? That’s a joke,” the Patriarch still refused to believe.
“One hundred thousand kalpas, merely a hundred thousand years in the Primordial Universe. Let’s observe how it unfolds,” Sitting-on-the-Mountain remarked. “Throughout these ten thousand years, you must ensure no other powerful beings enter this Beast God Realm or interfere with him.”
“Don’t worry (fàngxīn), I will absolutely not intentionally disrupt or interfere,” the Patriarch said.
“What about the wine?” Sitting-on-the-Mountain asked.
With a wave of his hand, the Patriarch instantly summoned a series of exquisite wine bottles, hovering midair.
“This is half of what I’ve accumulated,” the Patriarch said.
“I’m leaving.”
With a wave of his hand, Sitting-on-the-Mountain collected the wine, then turned his gaze to the distant horizon, where Luo Feng sat in deep contemplation. Then, Sitting-on-the-Mountain turned and took a step, vanishing into thin air.
“A chance?” The Patriarch gazed downward. “That old fellow Sitting-on-the-Mountain dares to say his disciple has a chance of success? Becoming a Cosmic Sovereign is obviously a joke! Which means… he believes his disciple can create an ultimate secret art of a Cosmic Overlord as an immortal?”
“Hmph.”
“If this Luo Feng can succeed, it will indeed be a sight to behold. If he fails, then the peak treasure will be mine.” The Patriarch smiled slightly, then vanished into thin air as well.
…
Luo Feng sat by the lake for a full nine days, even taking time to analyze the minds of his teacher, Sitting-on-the-Mountain, and the Star-Sea Beast Patriarch, yet he still found no solution.
“The Patriarch and Sitting-on-the-Mountain are both Cosmic Sovereigns, possessing the most elite vision, insight, and ability in the entire universe.”
“The Patriarch doesn’t believe I can do it.”
“But if Master Sitting-on-the-Mountain placed this bet, he must believe there’s at least a possibility, at least within ten billion years, I can achieve it.” Luo Feng pondered. “He sent me to the Beast God Realm, so to meet this requirement, I must first look within the Beast God Realm.”
Luo Feng understood.
The first step toward achieving his goal was the Beast God Realm.
“There must have been many who came to the Beast God Realm throughout history, after all, the numerous secret arts here were clearly left behind by various Cosmic Overlords and Cosmic Sovereigns of the Star-Sea Beast Alliance. But even these powerful beings couldn’t create an ultimate secret art of a Cosmic Overlord at the immortal stage. If anyone could, the Patriarch wouldn’t have made this bet.” Luo Feng nodded to himself.
From this deduction—it was clear that relying solely on the Beast God Realm was definitely not enough!
“One must rely on the Beast God Realm.”
“Two must rely on some of my own secrets.”
“Three must rely on a vast amount of time, otherwise Master Sitting-on-the-Mountain wouldn’t have set the bet at one hundred thousand aeons!” Luo Feng murmured to himself. One hundred thousand aeons… that was ten billion years! An extremely long and distant span of time indeed.
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