"Within the entirety of the 【Heaven and Earth】, there exist countless vast territories and spatial voids, infinite in scope, segmented by numerous worlds. The largest among these are the Ancient Continent, followed by the Dark Great World, and next, the world where our Earth resides; these few places occupy the most extensive domains." Nuwa’s eyes, like vast, misty waters, seemed veiled by a layer of haze. "Beyond these worlds, there are several others, one of which is the 【Heart Realm】!

This world is incredibly formidable. Although its territorial area is not as vast as the universe our Earth inhabits, the energy gases and various substances within it are in no way inferior to those of the Ancient Continent!" "The World Master who once controlled the Heart Realm cultivated a vast array of talents, the most powerful among them being the 【Three Venerables of the Heart Realm】! These three were the strongest figures in the Heart Realm next to the World Master.

Each one had their own Emissaries, totaling ten in all!" "These ten Emissaries were meticulously selected and forged; they could hardly be called living beings, but rather killing machines, serving as the sharpest implements for the 【Three Venerables of the Heart Realm】. The strength of each one was terrifyingly extreme, reaching the level of 【Void Heaven】!" Hearing these ancient secrets sent a chill down Ye Chen’s spine. He shivered, staring at Nuwa in shock.

He asked, "I’ve heard of the 【Epoch Realm】 before. Could it be that above the Epoch Realm lies the level of 【Void Heaven】?" "Indeed." Nuwa nodded slowly. "The powerhouses who reach the 【Epoch Realm】 have transcended reincarnation, attaining eternal lifespan.

The power they wield surpasses the limits of energy and Law, reaching the realm of 【Time】!" "Every powerhouse at the 【Epoch Realm】 can easily destroy a world, control time and space, reverse the flow of time, and bring the dead back to life!" Ye Chen’s eyes flickered restlessly. He had always believed the Divine Emperor was the peak of cultivation; he never expected two more realms existed above it. Was there truly no limit in this Heaven and Earth?

Nuwa observed Ye Chen’s mix of shock and melancholy. She gently reached out to smooth his messy hair, movements as light and careful as a loving wife, and comforted him. "You need not be too disheartened.

In the concept of the 【Theory of Biological Evolution】, our bodies reaching the one-hundred-million-level—the absolute peak physique of the Divine Emperor—is already the limit of evolution. Beyond that, no method can bring about a breakthrough. Therefore, those who reach the Epoch Realm are exceedingly few, let alone the level of 【Void Heaven】.

Figures of that rank can shatter heaven and earth with every gesture!" A bitter smile touched Ye Chen’s lips, and he nodded slightly. Yet, in his heart, he secretly thought, If I cannot reach the absolute peak, how can I protect the one I love? The scene he endured aboard the Heavenly Dao Flying Ship, feeling utterly helpless with his life controlled by others, haunted him like a grotesque nightmare, refusing to fade.

He did not wish to experience that again. "How does one break through to the 【Epoch Realm】? You mentioned that the physical hardness of Pangu the Great was comparable to a 【Void Heaven Artifact】.

Could this 【Void Heaven Artifact】 be the specialized weapon used by powerhouses at the 【Void Heaven】 level?" Ye Chen looked up at Nuwa’s exquisitely beautiful face. "Yes," Nuwa replied softly. "The Void Heaven Artifacts of the Nine Great Empires were all weapons left behind by departed 【Void Heaven】 powerhouses, possessing unfathomable power.

Over countless eons on the Ancient Continent, no powerhouse at the 【Void Heaven】 level has been born since. Thus, there is no tenth Void Heaven Artifact. This list also includes your master—Heavenly Dao!" "Master Heavenly Dao?" Ye Chen's pupils constricted.

"Indeed," Nuwa’s expression grew serious. "Though Heavenly Dao was immensely powerful in those days, dominating the entire Ancient World, his own strength only reached the peak of the Epoch Realm; he never attained the 【Void Heaven】 degree. Furthermore, his peak Epoch Realm status was only achieved through the amplification of the 【Heavenly Dao Scripture】.

You will understand in time what a treasure the Heavenly Dao Scripture is; it is called the 【Foremost Divine Book Under Heaven】 for a reason far beyond its surface appearance." Ye Chen’s heart pounded. He hadn't realized Master Heavenly Dao was once an Epoch Realm powerhouse; no wonder he dared to stand against the entire world! "Although Pangu the Great’s body was comparable to a 【Void Heaven Artifact】, he could not unleash the power of the 【Void Heaven】 level.

Something within his body was incomplete; only its hardness was equivalent. If an enemy used grappling or binding attacks to ensnare Pangu the Great's body, given enough time, the energy within him would be exhausted, and he would lose all strength. At that point, although the enemy couldn't destroy him, he would become useless, open to eternal sealing!" Nuwa finished softly and bowed slightly to Pangu beside her.

"I beg your pardon for my careless words." Pangu stared silently ahead, as if he hadn't heard her. After a moment, he slowly said, "It matters not." Nuwa let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, exhaling a faint fragrance, her lips curving into a beautiful arc. Gazing at Ye Chen, her eyes were like clear frost mingling with misty water, vivid and captivating.

"Pangu the Great’s strength could, at most, manifest the power of the early Epoch Realm. His methods of attack did not match the strength of his body. Even so, with that level of destructive power, he could rampage unimpeded throughout the Ancient World.

No matter how the Void Heaven Artifacts of the Nine Great Empires hacked at him, they were ineffective against his body. All told, Pangu the Great’s physical hardness was even a notch above those nine Imperial Void Heaven Artifacts." Ye Chen’s pupils contracted. He turned to look at the giant figure beside him, his eyes blazing with fervor.

"Ye Chen," Nuwa called his name softly. Seeing him turn with a puzzled expression, she gazed into his eyes. "Your potential is boundless.

You are only in the Divine Spirit Realm now, yet you possess such might. When you break through to the Divine Emperor, you will surely be a hundred times stronger! The future of our clan rests entirely on you.

I hope you will not slacken; you must accelerate your cultivation. In times of such chaos, only the strong can survive resiliently!" "Ignorance and weakness are merely sins..." Ye Chen looked at her solemnly and nodded heavily. "Rest assured, I will not ease my cultivation." Nuwa nodded in satisfaction, a graceful smile gracing her lips as she regarded Ye Chen as if admiring a work of art.

After a moment, she turned to Pangu beside her. "In a few days, the Ten Pavilions Sages will arrive. Clan Leader, let us begin our work and strive to leave them a good impression when they arrive.

I hear... these Ten Pavilions Sages are not benevolent people." Pangu nodded silently. His chiseled, resolute face was etched with the vicissitudes of life under the harsh wind, a faint melancholy clouding his brow.

Ye Chen looked curiously at Nuwa. "Who are the Ten Pavilions Sages?" "They are the power behind our clan’s world, holding status equal to the 【Heart Realm Emissaries】—and, naturally, their strength is also equivalent..." Nuwa offered Ye Chen a bewitching smile. Ye Chen’s pupils tightened slightly, then smoothed almost imperceptibly.

He turned to face the dark cavern and remained silent. Nuwa walked past Ye Chen. The ethereal fragrance she carried lingered near his nose for a moment before slowly dissipating.

Her soft, satin-like clothing emitted a faint, gentle glow, as if draped in starlight overhead. She advanced a few steps and extended her fair, slender palm, pressing it against the void. Dense, dazzling light permeated from her palm, coalescing into a small, bright sphere that rapidly illuminated the darkness ahead.

Ye Chen followed the light’s expansion upwards, and suddenly, his pupils constricted sharply—on the pitch-black wall, a child of about six or seven years old was pinned fast by twelve blood-red iron spikes. The spikes were driven into the boy’s elbows, knees, and the four points of his joints, with one hammered into each ankle. There was one piercing his palm, and of the remaining four, one was driven into his throat, allowing blood to ooze slowly along the spike, apparently dried by the passage of too much time.

The other three blood-red spikes were driven into his pale chest in a triangular formation. Ye Chen saw that the boy wore only a tiny red loincloth, now completely soaked and darkened with blood. "Are you ready...?" Nuwa’s expression was grave and solemn.

"I am about to lift the seal..." 6. Liyan Divine Mountain. A blood-red crescent moon shone down from the horizon.

On the ground below lay a deep, vast pit, with countless fine cracks radiating outward from its edge into the distance. Around this pit were countless skeletal remains and an unbearably dense pool of crimson blood. The patches of green grass had been stained an eerie scarlet, resembling the coarse hair of a colossal beast, undulating in the night wind like waves.

Dichuan’s figure stood at the edge of the pit. The biting cold wind whipped at his clothing, the hem of his black trench coat swirling lightly and elegantly. He slowly turned, looking back at the massive pit.

In his hand, a small blade of grass had appeared from nowhere. He placed the grass in his mouth, then rubbed his forehead with a finger, feigning distress. "Ah, what was the need for all this?

Destroying nature is bad behavior. Didn't your father or grandfather ever teach you that? And playing with fire until you burn yourself—you should do less of that in the future.

If you don't learn things properly, you’ll easily injure yourself. Look, you killed yourself this time, didn't you... tsk..." His expression was one of feigned regret and sorrow.

He shook his head helplessly and didn't spare another glance. He turned and looked around, murmuring, "Where exactly did they hide it..." His dark eyes held deep thought, until he finally closed them completely. A few minutes later, he reopened his eyes, and the same cynical, contemptuous smile reappeared on his face.

He looked down at the ground with keen interest. "Buried this deep? The defenses are quite formidable.

Interesting..." The broadband box was scorched by the scorching weather; I’ll need to spend a fortune for a new one and be offline again. I almost rushed off to an internet café, but then I fumbled in the drawer and found a wireless network card. Truly, heaven helps those who help themselves (To be continued...