At the deepest part of his bloodline, a complete divine imprint fully took shape.
Hazy and radiant.
Brilliantly intertwined.
Lin Yuan quietly examined and sensed it.
In a daze, he found himself within a world swallowed by boundless darkness.
There was no light here—only coldness and stillness.
And then—
In a distant corner of the world—
A small flame suddenly ignited.
Its appearance shattered the eternal silence.
For the first time, this world gained the concept of light.
And the concept of heat.
The flame burned, and light and warmth spread.
A brand-new world was opened.
Eventually, the flame transformed into a blazing sun, eternally suspended above the heavens.
Wherever the sunlight reached—became its domain.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in silence, yet his heart could not calm.
Even after stopping his comprehension of the divine imprint, scenes from what he had just seen kept flashing through his mind.
Who would’ve thought that this newly awakened bodily divine ability would have such grand intent? On the surface, it was merely a blazing sun born from infinite darkness.
But in truth, as the sunlight spread and enveloped the void, a complete world was created.
Creating a world? For Lin Yuan right now, it wasn’t something too difficult. But the world born from that blazing sun was on such a high level, it seemed to be modeled after the Source World.
To create a Source World? A world far more profound than the chaotic void? Practically an impossible task.
“Thirteenth-rank time lifeforms really are terrifying.”
Lin Yuan pulled his thoughts together, heart filled with awe.
The creator of The Infinite Void, that 13th-rank time lifeform, sought to use this foundational inheritance to nurture an internal universe comparable to the chaotic void.
And now, this newly awakened bodily divine ability originated from the Liyang Ancestor—also a 13th-rank time lifeform—with the ultimate aim of creating a world on par with a Source World.
“Thirteenth-rank time lifeforms basically occupy an entire dimensional space. Their perspective no longer lies within the dimensions they reside in—but in conquering more dimensions.”
Lin Yuan silently thought.
Dimensions—an overarching concept. Their scope exceeded that of the chaotic void or the Source World.
Both the chaotic void and the Source World were only parts of a greater dimension.
“Where I stand now… is far too distant from 13th-rank lifeforms.”
Lin Yuan gently shook his head. Though it was just one step from the 12th to the 13th rank, it was like the difference between a character in a painting and the one outside it.
“This bodily divine ability…”
He continued studying the divine imprint. After some thought, he said, “I’ll name it Sunborn Genesis.”
In truth, none of his divine abilities—from the first to this seventh—had official names. Lin Yuan named them based on their effect and function.
This seventh ability was essentially a blazing sun hanging in the void. Wherever its light reached became its domain—a world born of the sun.
So, he called it Sunborn Genesis.
“Sunborn…”
As the thought arose, a tiny flame ignited before Lin Yuan.
This flame emitted an inexplicable aura. The surrounding spacetime began rapidly transforming—being assimilated.
If Lin Yuan continued channeling energy into this flame to support its burning and expansion, it could theoretically evolve into a second eternal blazing sun.
Illuminating the ancient kingdom.
Of course, that was only in theory. First, Lin Yuan didn’t have the energy reserves to support it.
Even if he did, letting that flame fully evolve would undoubtedly alarm the true eternal blazing sun hanging above the heavens.
“Genesis…” Lin Yuan watched the quietly burning flame.
“With my current level of power, opening a world like the Source World is utterly impossible. But through this bodily divine ability, I’ve indirectly achieved it?”
Creating a world meant replacing the laws of heaven and earth with one’s own comprehension of the Dao.
Whether it was the laws of the chaotic void or the Source World, they were both endless in complexity. For Lin Yuan to open such a world with only his current understanding was pure fantasy.
“This… is divine ability.”
He sighed.
To unleash and use something one hasn’t fully mastered or understood.
It was like when Lin Yuan was only at the first rank, yet could execute a move that normally required full mastery of spatial law.
Of course, such a move, forcibly used, would be stiff and inflexible.
It would be the same every time.
But without doubt, it could crush enemies at the same level.
“With my current strength, if I go all out, I can maintain this blazing sun for about three seconds.”
Lin Yuan mused.
“But in just those three seconds, even peak Great Sovereigns won’t survive. Only Heavenly Sovereigns might make it out alive.”
The divine ability Sunborn Genesis was clearly equivalent to a 13th-rank level secret art.
However, limited by Lin Yuan’s strength and foundation, he couldn’t unleash its full power.
Even so, he could still, as a Dominance-rank being, kill peak Great Sovereigns.
Dominance and Great Sovereign—there was a natural boundary between them. Even royal heirs of ancient kingdoms at best could challenge a Great Sovereign.
As for slaying one?
Especially a peak one?
Even Lin Yuan had only dared to consider that possibility after reaching the pinnacle of Dominance, refining all his methods—like The Infinite Void—to their limit.
But now?
Lin Yuan’s actual combat strength was merely approaching the peak Great Sovereign level.
“With this divine ability’s power, once I step into the Chaos rank, no Great Sovereign or Heavenly Sovereign will be my match.”
Lin Yuan thought.
In the chaotic void, even Supreme Saints would be swept away by him.
In this Source World, a Great Sovereign was equivalent to a Venerable in the chaotic void, and a Heavenly Sovereign equaled a Great Saint.
But this divine ability wasn’t without flaws—it consumed too much, and Lin Yuan couldn’t control it perfectly. One-on-one, or even one-versus-many, he was fearless. But if opponents came at him one after another—
Striking during the cooldown between activations—
That would be a problem.
“No matter what, this is definitely the strongest trump card I currently possess. Even the pure offense-based ability Tear the Sky doesn’t compare.”
Lin Yuan’s eyes gleamed.
Tear the Sky was just a single, devastating rip. But Sunborn Genesis could be sustained for several seconds—a greatly amplified version of the World divine ability.
Of course, the profundity involved in Sunborn Genesis far exceeded World.
Up to now, Lin Yuan had only considered its destructive power. But in essence, this ability leaned more toward “creation” and “genesis.”
Destruction? That was merely one facet of it.
[Name: Yu Yan (Lin Yuan)] [Identity: Master of the Gate of Myriad Realms] [Bound Talent: Unrivaled Insight] [Divine Abilities:] – Blood Rebirth – Mountain Shifter – Enhancement – Elemental Body – World – Tear the Sky – Sunborn Genesis [Current Status: Consciousness Descended] [Remaining Time: Unlimited]
Lin Yuan glanced at the bottom-left of his vision, where his seventh divine ability had just been “updated.”
“The most urgent thing now is to fully comprehend this divine imprint.”
He refocused.
Only by understanding this imprint could he bring it back to the chaotic void and make it usable by all his forms—true body, avatars, and divine fragments.
Of course, “comprehension” here didn’t mean understanding the essence of Sunborn Genesis—that was too difficult, Lin Yuan couldn’t do it yet.
It only meant grasping the divine imprint that contained the ability.
Like recreating a high-tech device—you didn’t need to understand every part’s function, just replicate them all exactly.
The uses could be studied later.
“Until I master it—I must not die.”
He reminded himself.
This current body was the vessel of Sunborn Genesis. If it died, the imprint would vanish. Without mastering it, he’d lose the divine ability entirely.
That was a price Lin Yuan could not accept.
As for transmigrating into a different lifeform again? He couldn’t be sure Sunborn Genesis would awaken again.
Besides, it would mean starting all over.
Everything he’d invested—time, energy—would go to waste.
“But with my current power, as long as I stay cautious, it’s hard to imagine dying.”
He was confident.
Over the past thousand years, though his true body focused on secluded cultivation, his two avatars had roamed through many domains, setting up contingencies and escape plans.
Unless a 13th-rank time lifeform—like the ancestors of the ancient kingdoms—personally took action, killing Lin Yuan completely was nearly impossible.
Liyang Ancient Kingdom – Chisong Domain
This domain belonged to the royal Chisong King—
Who was also the one tasked with defending against Lingwei Wang.
Like Lingwei, Chisong had earned his title through royal bloodline and had peak Great Sovereign strength.
But unlike Lingwei, Chisong had no ambitions for the throne.
In the royal city, Qingfen Marquis’s avatar stood before a lazy-looking man.
“Your Highness, I’m worried Lingwei Wang may call upon his brother for help.”
Qingfen voiced his concern.
Lingwei’s younger brother was a core royal Great Sovereign.
Once he entered the battlefield, who in the Liyang Ancient Kingdom could stop him?
Core royal Great Sovereigns—by virtue of their pure ancestral blood—could sweep through their peers. At peak strength, they could even challenge Heavenly Sovereigns.
But since they were still technically at the Great Sovereign level, their presence wouldn’t escalate the war beyond control.
“That guy… if it’s for the throne, he really might go that far.”
Chisong King’s lazy expression grew slightly serious.
If Qingfen’s defense was broken, he—the one overseeing the war—would bear the blame.
“Leave this to me.”
Chisong looked at Qingfen and nodded.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Qingfen finally breathed easier.
With Chisong stepping in, he’d likely convince another core royal Great Sovereign to act as a counter to Lingwei’s brother.
“Let me think…”
A thought stirred—and one of Chisong’s avatars coalesced in the distant capital.
As a royal, he had to guard his domain—but could return to the capital at any time.
Soon, he arrived before a vast estate.
“Sixth Brother.”
Chisong waited outside.
His sixth brother—a core royal—spent his days cultivating the ancestral bloodline and cared little for politics.
Core royals had such dense bloodlines that even becoming emperor wouldn’t add much.
Most had no interest in the throne.
Becoming emperor meant power, yes—but also endless burdens.
Shhh—
The estate gates opened.
An old servant emerged and bowed.
“Your Highness, please enter.”
Chisong stepped inside, found a tall man meditating in a quiet tower.
His sixth brother—whose inner aura flowed with great depth.
“Sixth Brother, you’ve grown stronger again—don’t tell me you’re about to break through to Heavenly Sovereign?”
Chisong quickly flattered him.
He had come to ask a favor, after all.
“Heavenly Sovereign?” The tall man shook his head.
“For us royals, bloodline is both gift and shackle. Reaching Heavenly Sovereign is nearly impossible.”
Though true, peak core royals still didn’t fear Heavenly Sovereigns—and with enough support from the ancient kingdom’s heritage, even Heavenly Sovereigns were wary of them.
“So, what did you come here for?”
The tall man looked at him knowingly. If Chisong was being this polite, he obviously wanted something.
“Well, you know how bored I was in the capital—I got myself a fief. Everything was fine until Lingwei Wang decided to invade, all for his claim to the throne.”
Chisong explained. “My fief is closest to him, so I ended up the frontline commander.”
“If it was just Lingwei, I wouldn’t be worried. But his brother…”
He gave a bitter look. “I’m no match for him.”
“I see.”
The tall man nodded. “You want me to help you?”
“Yes!”
Chisong nodded.
“You’re the only one I can ask. Anyone else would extort me for everything I’ve got.”
Under the pretense of resisting invasion, asking a core royal Great Sovereign for help wasn’t hard.
But their help always came with a price—that was an unspoken rule.
“Well, since you asked, I’ll help.”
The tall man sighed, clearly reluctant. “But only if Lingwei’s brother shows up. Otherwise, I won’t interfere.”
“Of course!”
“Without his brother, Lingwei is nothing.”
Chisong grinned.
Qingfen City
Lin Yuan’s true body cultivated in the Burning Heaven Courtyard, leaving only an avatar outside for interaction with other Great Sovereigns.
Every Great Sovereign had already formed their own unique path of power—observing them gave Lin Yuan valuable insights.
Normally, he wouldn’t have a chance to interact with so many at once.
But now? With war imminent, nearly twenty Great Sovereigns had gathered in Qingfen City, and Lin Yuan could observe them at will.
Not that he debated with them directly—they sparred and exchanged ideas, while he quietly watched and listened.
Shhh—
Two strands of chaotic fire clashed—one red and green, the other sharp and cleaving.
It was like a chaotic fire axe—ready to split the heavens.
Next moment—
The axe-like fire receded.
“Brother Redleaf’s path, combining chaotic fire and life, may well be close to Heavenly Sovereign,” said the Axe Sovereign with a hint of admiration.
He himself was a peak Great Sovereign—his path focused on destruction, using chaotic fire as an axe to cut down all.
He excelled at raw power.
Yet in this exchange, he had been bested by Redleaf’s dual-element fusion.
“Haha, don’t tease me, Brother Axe. Heavenly Sovereign? I don’t even know where that road begins.”
Redleaf shook his head. “Besides, we were just sparring—not using true killing moves. That’s a disadvantage for someone like you.”
Hearing this—
The Axe Sovereign’s expression improved.
“I couldn’t use my killing moves—and neither did you. A loss is a loss.”
He accepted it with grace.
Other Great Sovereigns sparred too, but most eyes were on these two peaks.
In the corner, Lin Yuan watched in silence.
[Your Unrivaled Insight senses the fluctuations of chaotic fire. Your understanding of the chaotic fire path increases...]
Most of these Great Sovereigns followed the chaotic fire path. Though others flashed by occasionally, Lin Yuan focused his insight on this one.
Just then—
Redleaf turned to Lin Yuan.
“Yu Yan.”
His tone was warm.
The others looked too.
“Great Sovereign Redleaf,” Lin Yuan responded promptly.
“You’ve been in the Great Sovereign realm for a while. Have you picked a title yet?” Redleaf asked with interest.
It was customary for Great Sovereigns to choose a title.
Like “Redleaf” or “Qingfen”—neither were their real names.
“A title…”
Lin Yuan thought for a moment—then said, “Let it be... Milky Way.”
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