A sea of volcanic clouds, an eternal seal zone condensed from the spatial and temporal profound mysteries of Shi Yan and Mandis, was dotted with scattered martial artists sitting quietly around the vast amber expanse. Some were refining impurities from their bodies, others were comprehending the profound mysteries, and some merely gazed upon the fossilized statues of the four-clan powerhouses within the seal.

This location had undeniably become a spectacle, a miracle in the Void Sea, attracting numerous powerful figures to observe and revere it.

Within that eternal seal, the enchanting, serpentine figure of Bevelly stood out dramatically among the thousands sealed; many pointed and whispered, "That is Bevelly, a powerhouse among the Ten Ancestors of the Domains, the Demon Venerable of the Ancient Demon Clan. A pity she has been sealed for over thirty years."

A place capable of sealing the Ten Ancestors of the Domains naturally drew countless eyes, but beyond that, there was something even more wondrous and profound...

Initially, those who cultivated near the periphery discovered that time slowed down significantly. Cultivating for a century at the edge of the sealing zone might mean only a decade had passed in the real world.

Time was distorted around the Eternal Seal, as if the flow of time itself was lightly locked down.

For those whose lifespans were limited, cultivating here was an unparalleled boon. Trading ten years of real time for a hundred years of power accumulation and realm comprehension—could there be a better bargain?

Thus, many scattered martial artists converged unconsciously, diligently practicing around the outer layer of the Eternal Seal, saving precious time in the outside world.

The seal was immensely vast, its edges seemingly infinite; even tens of millions of martial artists could cultivate here together without disturbing one another.

Especially low-level martial artists cultivating spatial and temporal profound mysteries traveled thousands of miles, willingly crossing numerous domain realms to gather here as if on a pilgrimage.

For them, this was the true sacred land!

A wondrous place where time and space easily merged to form an eternal seal, capable of inspiring them, allowing them to borrow from it to grasp the mysteries of temporal and spatial profundities.

Furthermore, many men and women skilled in temporal and spatial mysteries, hearing that this site was sealed through the joint efforts of Shi Yan and Mandis by fusing these two profound mysteries, found their affections blossoming here. Many young practitioners of space and time profound mysteries formed bonds and established beautiful unions.

In a secluded corner of the sealed area.

A figure entirely shrouded in a pitch-black robe floated silently like a wraith. A bamboo hat obscured his face, making his appearance indecipherable. He gazed toward the interior of the seal for a long time before letting out a low sigh while watching the frozen Bevelly.

After an unknown period, another figure arrived from the distance. This figure possessed a majestic physique, enveloped in dense demonic energy that also concealed his features.

He approached the shadowy figure in black and called out sharply, "Brother Youyu."

The thick demonic energy slowly dissipated, gradually revealing Rupert’s hard, handsome face. He too looked at Bevelly’s divine body, his expression complex.

The man in the black robe removed his bamboo hat, revealing Youyu's true countenance. Deep within his dim eyes burned a flame of deep-seated, bone-gnawing hatred. "For these thirty years, we have fought ceaselessly, our strength constantly depleted. Without Bevelly, the Ancient Demon Clan is nothing but scattered sand, stripped of any fighting capability. Our two clans have suffered successive defeats, slowly declining and becoming dispirited..."

"It is all because this seal has imprisoned the most elite strength of our clans. Otherwise, how could we be in such a miserable state?" Rupert’s expression darkened grimly.

"I have been here for three years. In these years, I have tried numerous methods, even attempting to enter the seal with my soul consciousness..."

Youyu’s face turned ashen, and he shook his head, saying despairingly, "It’s cursed. This seal even isolates soul consciousness; I cannot even penetrate it with my mind. Alas, unless this seal is broken and our elites emerge, we must remain hidden, completely unable to contend with the likes of Hantian and Xiluo."

"Pity the million warriors of my clan slaughtered in the ancestral land, and the wealth accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years plundered by them!" Rupert’s pupils burned like a sea of demonic fire, gritting his teeth, "I must have this revenge! The glory of my Black Demon Clan, the faith of hundreds of thousands of years, cannot end in my hands!"

"The Soul Clan will never decline under my watch either!" Youyu roared back.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The sound of flowing water emerged as a black current extended from the far distance. A figure slowly coalesced within the black water, taking the human form of Yuan Su. He traveled to where Youyu and Rupert stood and spoke, "You need not worry. Your two clans will not languish like this. As long as you can break through to the Triple Heaven Realm of the Domain Ancestors, everything can be reversed instantly!"

"...Triple Heaven Realm of the Domain Ancestors? Alas, easier said than done," Youyu replied with a bitter face.

"Opportunity is right before your eyes. I received a message from Solun saying the changes in the Gate of Primordial Beginning are becoming more intense; the time for its opening is approaching. The Gate of Primordial Beginning is exhibiting changes unprecedented even in our era, containing the ultimate mysteries of heaven and earth. We chased after it fruitlessly in those days, but now it clearly shows signs of opening..."

As Yuan Su spoke, Rupert and Youyu's eyes gradually brightened, and their spirits were subtly stirred.

As members of the most outstanding elite among the cosmic star rivers, both had interacted with Solun and naturally understood what the Gate of Primordial Beginning signified. In fact, if not for the sudden war instigated by the Seven Clans, they should have been preparing for entry into the Gate.

"The Gate of Primordial Beginning can change everything, reversing all your disadvantages!" Yuan Su saw their interest piqued and began to persuade them. "The remaining members of your clans have been hidden by my power; they are perfectly safe. Accompanying me to the Gate of Primordial Beginning is also for the purpose of slaying Shi Yan and the others. As long as we win the battle at the Gate, the situation in the Star Sea, the future of the universe, will still be decided by you!"

"What is Solun's ultimate stance?" Rupert pondered for a moment before suddenly asking.

Youyu’s expression also turned solemn. "Indeed, what is Solun's attitude?"

"I am not entirely clear on the specifics, but I believe Solun has been plotting for tens of thousands of years and must have his own plans," Yuan Su lowered his head, gazing at the sea of clouds below. "I always feel that the current chaos in the Star Sea is being guided by Solun in secret. This man, though human, possesses boundless divine power and can be considered the strongest of this era; even I cannot see through him. He must have his own schemes, but the variables of the Gate of Primordial Beginning are not something anyone can master! As long as you are willing to assist me, I guarantee that in the future, your Black Demon Clan and Soul Clan will be the most powerful races!"

"Besides us, who else will enter the Gate of Primordial Beginning?" Youyu asked again.

"The Devouring Clan and Ega will certainly be involved. Over the years, the Devourers have wreaked endless slaughter across the Land of the Void and the Sea of Destruction merely to recover strength in preparation for the journey to the Gate. They will certainly be on one side," Yuan Su’s eyes flickered with a strange light. "Hantian, Xiluo, Mandis, Shi Yan, and Ziyao form the other side, and they are a crucial faction. Since Shi Yan holds the Talisman Pagoda of Profound Mysteries, Solun will undoubtedly try every means possible to bring him over..."

He paused. "Solun and Zhenru have a clandestine connection. After the Ten Thousand Forms Clan suffered devastating losses in this affair, they also went into seclusion. Zhenru naturally reached a tacit understanding with Solun. As the planner of this entire operation, Solun has been positioned at the Gate of Primordial Beginning for tens of thousands of years; they will be one of the most formidable forces, precisely because Solun is familiar with many of the Gate's intricate secrets."

"Anyone else?" Rupert inquired.

Yuan Su suddenly fell silent. After a long, long time, a look of awe appeared on his face. "Huang absolutely cannot miss it. Back then, he dared to forcefully charge through the Gate of Primordial Beginning with his potent and tyrannical power! If his assault had not failed, causing him severe self-injury, even Hui and the Devourers joining forces might not have managed to split his physical body and force him into such a lengthy dormancy."

"That Huang is that terrifying?" Youyu gasped in horror.

Yuan Su’s face was filled with bitterness, and he sighed. "He is perhaps even more terrifying than you imagine. In every era, there are beings of unparalleled genius. Solun of your current era is the pinnacle, the unrivaled one. In our Primordial Era, he was a figure similar to Solun... He was an undefeated myth; all powerful beings of our time lived under his shadow."

"If he recovers his full strength, I cannot imagine who could confront him one-on-one. By then, he might be the biggest variable. Alas, over these years, even though I knew he was slumbering in the Desolate Domain, I dared not step into the Desolate Domain, nor dare I take the chance to merge with him..."

Rupert and Youyu exchanged glances. From Yuan Su’s words, they sensed an instinctive dread toward Huang. Consequently, the two, who had not previously placed much importance on Huang, also felt their hearts grow heavy.

"If we could awaken Bevelly, our chances of victory might be slightly higher. Do you truly have no way?" Youyu looked deeply at Yuan Su.

"Before you arrived, I had already tried for a long time. This seal fusing time and space truly has become a miracle; it is extremely difficult to break," Yuan Su shook his head helplessly. "If I could break it, I would have done so long ago; I wouldn't have waited until now. While we still have some time, we should make more preparations for the battle at the Gate of Primordial Beginning..."

"What else do we need to prepare?" Youyu asked, startled.

"I did not participate in the final battle of the Primordial Era. At that time, I hid myself in a place that is the only completely preserved ancient land from that era in the current age! I concealed it; no one can pinpoint its location. It still holds some precious items from the Primordial Era that can enhance your power," Yuan Su smiled faintly.

Youyu and Rupert’s eyes lit up simultaneously.

"Follow me. Before Solun seeks me out again, we must accumulate strength and make our final preparations," Yuan Su stepped onto the black river and proceeded toward the limitless distance. "For now, do not overthink things, and do not be burdened by the setbacks of your races. Remember, as long as you gain rewards at the Gate of Primordial Beginning, everything you have lost today will return to your grasp in the future, and what you gain will exceed what you originally possessed."