The Chaos.

It cannot be measured or counted among the universes. It does not exist as a mere universe; it exists as a supreme dimension. Within this boundless realm reside cultivators of such a staggering caliber that entire universes are born and destroyed before their very eyes. The cycle of a single universe taking birth and fading into nothingness is called a Universe Era. In the Chaos, there exist cosmic powerhouses who have lived through trillions of these Universe Eras.

Here, fate and luck do not exist. In the Chaos, you must foresee the precise reaction to every single action. If you fail to do so, death will claim you in the blink of an eye.

At the very center of this boundless void sat a young man. He possessed an otherworldly handsomeness, with sharp black hair and a profound, chiseled face. If a powerful cultivator were to gaze upon him using cosmic sight, they would discover a terrifying truth—the young man's robes were woven from the fabric of trillions of universes.

Behind him, Eight Circles of Divine Haloes rotated slowly. One circle spun left, the next spun right, alternating in perfect, counter-rotating symmetry.

The young man closed his eyes. Deep within his spiritual sea, a cosmic seed manifested.

The young man's spiritual avatar materialized right in front of the seed. Looking at it, he spoke, his voice echoing with eons of exhaustion and triumph: "I, Zhou Yuan, after cultivating for billions of Universe Eras... have finally created the Limit Emperor Seed."

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuan merged his spirit with the Limit Emperor Seed.

Meanwhile, in the distant North Chaos, a massive, monolithic palace hovered in the void. This palace was an artifact of such staggering magnitude that its mere presence made the surrounding Chaos unstable.

Inside the palace, atop a colossal throne, sat an ancient man. Behind him, Nine Circles of Divine Haloes rotated. The ninth halo was fundamentally different from the others; it completely ignored and bypassed all the fundamental laws of the Chaos.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes snapped open. "His gaze traversed the boundless Chaos…", locking directly onto Zhou Yuan sitting in the central void.

"Has the time finally come... for the third Limit Emperor to be born?"

This old man was none other than Gu Zeng, one of the only two existing Limit Emperors in the entire Chaos.

Gu Zeng murmured to himself, "The birth of a third Limit Emperor should be highly beneficial for the Chaos. The upcoming battles will decide the very future of this dimension. But..." His eyes darkened. "No matter how helpful he is to the Chaos, no cultivator in this world wants someone else to become stronger than them. After all, only the strongest survive. Will the Ten Great Emperors truly allow someone to surpass them?"

"What do you think, Emperor Seng Wu?" Gu Zeng's voice boomed.

From the opposite end of the dimension, far from the North Chaos into the deep South Chaos, an ancient voice vibrated through the void. The voice was old, yet so powerful that the laws of Chaos actively retreated before it. It traveled through the dimension in a way that regular beings could never intercept, piercing straight through the protective layers of the North Chaos Palace artifact to reach Gu Zeng's ears.

This voice belonged to the second Limit Emperor of the Chaos, Emperor Seng Wu.

"Something is wrong," Emperor Seng Wu's voice echoed solemnly. "No matter how much I try to divine the future, I cannot predict the reaction of his breakthrough. The cosmic laws are actively blocking me. I feel that this time, something completely different is about to happen."

A heavy silence fell over the cosmos before Seng Wu spoke one last time, his voice laced with grim anticipation:

"I only hope it is for the good of the Chaos. I do not wish to see Zhou Yuan fail his breakthrough..."

Deep within the innermost, hidden cave of the distant Holy Mountain Sect, a terrifying, echoing laugh resounds.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A young man with blood-red hair opens his eyes as he awakens from his cultivation. A strange, eerie gleam flashes in his eyes. He mutters to himself, "Zhou Yuan... I knew you possessed the Limit Emperor Seed. I also knew that one day, you would definitely attempt a breakthrough. That is exactly why I have been waiting for this golden opportunity for billions of universe eras!"

This person was no ordinary cultivator. He was Rank 1 of the 10 Great Emperors: Wu Huo.

Meanwhile, far away in the midst of the chaotic void, Zhou Yuan sat deep in meditation. Thoughts raced through his mind: "After waiting for trillions of universe eras, today I will finally be able to break this seal. I will be able to collect my scattered memory fragments hidden within it... Only then will I uncover the Secret of Chaos, my true origin, and the truth behind that horrific Battle of Chaos!"

Suddenly, the entire sky begins to tremble violently. From the depths of the Chaos, a massive, terrifying Chaotic Giant Dragon manifests.

The Limit Emperor Tribulation had officially begun!

The entire universe shook. The giant dragon unleashed a devastating attack upon Zhou Yuan, invoking the Chaos Law: Divine Blood Thunder. But Zhou Yuan was fully prepared. In his defense, he conjured the Chaos Law: Divine Seal Shield, completely blocking the horrific lightning.

The tribulation showed no signs of stopping. Time flowed on... one after another, 2 Universe Eras passed by.

Just as Zhou Yuan was on the absolute brink of completing his breakthrough, a voice echoed throughout the entire void:

"Congratulations, Brother Zhou Yuan!"

Zhou Yuan did not open his eyes, but he knew exactly who the voice belonged to—none other than one of the Great Emperors, Wu Huo.

Yet, there was no fear in Zhou Yuan's heart. He knew the laws of chaos well—no one could interfere during a tribulation, and even after the breakthrough, touching him would be impossible. Confident in this, he remained unfazed and focused entirely on his cultivation.

But a sinister, cunning smile crept onto Wu Huo's face. He whispered softly, "Brother... you truly are a fool. Did you really think I wouldn't know that rule?"

Saying this, Wu Huo pulled out a strange, ancient Artefact. He ruthlessly sacrificed half of his own cultivation base, channeling that devastating energy to launch a fatal strike directly at Zhou Yuan!

Witnessing this from afar, two voices from the North Chaos and South Chaos roared simultaneously in a mix of fury and disbelief:

"IMPOSSIBLE! You traitor!"

Those two voices belonged to the two Limit Emperors who were Zhou Yuan's allies. Without wasting a single second, they rushed forward to save him.

But suddenly, a terrifying Chaos Void Portal tore open right in their path, and a heavy, booming voice echoed from within:

"Gu Zeng... Sheng Wu... what do you think you are doing? Do you really think we would allow a third Limit Emperor to be born?"

Two pitch-black figures emerged from the portal, instantly blocking the path of the two Limit Emperors. The entire scene froze in high tension.

In the very next instant, the scene shifts. A gleaming sword had already pierced completely through Zhou Yuan's chest. Streams of blood gushed out.

Filled with agonizing pain and rage, Zhou Yuan glared at Wu Huo and demanded, "You... Traitor! How long have you been planning this?! We closed the portal connecting the two Chaos realms forever... How is any of this possible?!"

"Hahaha... Ha ha ha ha!"

Wu Huo's maniacal, devilish laughter echoed through the void. He leaned in close to Zhou Yuan's ear and whispered:

"What do you think, Zhou Yuan? The Limit Emperor who sacrificed his life to close that portal back then... who do you think holds his Limit Emperor Seed today?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan's eyes widened in sheer shock. Everything clicked into place in his mind in an instant. But even though he finally understood the whole truth, it was already far too late.

Zhou Yuan's body began to slowly dissolve and vanish into thin air...

Suddenly, an unfamiliar universe begins to tremble. The entire sky shakes as if glass is about to shatter. Then, tearing through the very fabric of that universe, a colossal crack forms, and a shattered soul fragment rapidly enters through it.

If anyone looked closely, they would realize that this soul was 95% broken—on the very brink of complete destruction. This was none other than Zhou Yuan!

As soon as his shattered soul enters this new universe, dark clouds suddenly gather in the sky, and terrifying thunder begins to rain down directly onto his soul.

Zhou Yuan understands the situation in an instant: "This new universe perceives me as a threat, which is why it is trying to erase me from existence!"

Despite his weakened state, Zhou Yuan releases his terrifying Soul Power and suppresses the Universe Law on his own. Only one concern was racing through his mind: "I must create a new body as quickly as possible... otherwise, the 12 Dimension Saints of this universe will catch wind of my arrival and track me down!"

Without wasting a single moment, Zhou Yuan controls the Five Elements (Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Space) of this universe and begins to piece them together to forge a new body.

But just then... BOOM! The moment the body forms, it automatically destroys itself.

Zhou Yuan's mind reels, but he instantly realizes where the problem lies: "That traitor Wu Huo... the ancient Artefact he used to attack me has captured my Vital Blood! As long as that mark remains on me, whenever I try to create a body from scratch, it will be destroyed. And even if I somehow manage to make a new body, they will be able to track me in an instant through that vital blood!"

He had absolutely no time left. "Now I only have one choice... I must possess someone's body!"

Zhou Yuan rapidly releases his remaining soul power and begins searching for a strong cultivator on the nearest planet.

His attention is drawn to a specific place: Planet Yun Mo, where a powerful sect named the Blue Profound Sect was located on the Tianwu Continent. Inside the innermost hall (inner hall) of that sect, an old cultivator sits with his eyes closed, deep in cultivation.

Swoosh!

Zhou Yuan's soul instantly teleports and appears inside that inner hall. Without missing a single beat, he attempts to enter the old man's body to seize control of it.

The old cultivator is startled by this sudden shock and uses his full strength to resist. A mental battle for the body erupts inside his mind.

Zhou Yuan is on the verge of capturing his body when suddenly... the Universe Law detects his location! The universe launches a destructive strike directly at Zhou Yuan's soul.

BOOM!

From that horrific attack, the old man's body is blown to pieces and completely destroyed. At the same time, another 1% of Zhou Yuan's soul shatters and is damaged further.

"Nonsense!" Zhou Yuan goes mad with rage. He sacrifices another 2% of his remaining soul to instantly suppress the entire universe's energy for a brief moment, and flees the scene.

But the universe was in no mood to let him go either. The universe deploys its most dangerous rule—the Law of Disconnection. Due to this law, all the cultivators present on Planet Yun Mo are temporarily separated from Planet Yun Mo's dimension, ensuring that Zhou Yuan cannot enter any strong body.

Now, Zhou Yuan was left with no high-level options. The universe had backed him into a corner.

"Shit! I have no choice but to possess a Mortal Body (the weak body of an ordinary human)!"

Left with no alternative, Zhou Yuan forcibly enters the body of an ordinary mortal with no cultivation base just to save his own life.

At that exact moment, just as Zhou Yuan hides himself within the mortal body, a massive Dimension Crack tears open in a deserted corner of this infinite universe.

A golden light radiates from within the rift, and Three Golden Giant Shadows manifest, sending shockwaves through the entire cosmos...

​In a quiet, remote village, a young man of about twenty years old sits cross-legged in a cultivation posture.

​This body now belonged to Zhou Yuan. Closing his eyes, he attempts to guide the ambient spiritual energy into his meridians to inspect his new vessel. However, as his awareness scans the body, his expression darkens.

​The body was entirely incapable of cultivation. It wasn't due to natural poor talent; rather, the universe itself had branded this mortal frame with 9 Universal Cultivation Suppression Seals.

​"Impossible..." Zhou Yuan thought, a cold gleam passing through his eyes. "The universe has completely shackled this body. With my current soul power, I could easily shatter these seals. However, the moment even a single seal breaks, the Universe Law will instantly locate me and launch a destructive strike. I cannot risk another direct confrontation while my soul is this weak."

​He deeply contemplated his predicament. In this state, standard cultivation was a dead end. The only path forward was to recover his soul power.

​"To safely cultivate or break these seals without drawing the universe's wrath, my soul must first recover to at least 20%. But given the scarce resources and the low laws of this realm, it will take at least 5 Universe Eras to achieve that. Fortunately, this current universe still has half an era left before its natural destruction. I have time, but I must be cautious."

​Suddenly, Zhou Yuan snapped his eyes open. His gaze became profound, piercing through the mortal ceiling, through the planet's atmosphere, and straight past the boundaries of the galaxy. His eyes locked onto the distant void where the Three Golden Giant Shadows stood.

​Out in the cold vacuum of the cosmos, one of the massive golden figures spoke, its voice vibrating through the vacuum: "The soul power that surged a moment ago has completely vanished. It's gone."

​Seeking answers, the giant shadow raised its hand, invoking Time Manipulation to peer into the recent past of this coordinate. However, meddling with time inside a lower realm instantly triggered a backlash. The sky of the wider universe tore open, and a localized Universe Law attack struck downward.

​The giant shadow snorted, quickly manifesting a Minor Universe Shield to block the incoming lightning strike.

​Turning to the other two shadows, it commanded, "We must leave immediately. This lower dimension cannot sustain our energy outputs for long without collapsing. We will dispatch a local cultivator from a higher realm to investigate this area for us instead."

​Slowly, the three golden giant shadows dissolved back into the void, vanishing completely.

​Down on the mortal planet, Zhou Yuan finally withdrew his gaze, a cold sweat barely forming on his mortal brow. "Three Prime Saint Stage cultivators... I must ensure they do not detect me again. My current power isn't anywhere near enough to suppress entities of that level."

​Withdrawing all external senses, he sank deep into his consciousness, beginning the slow and grueling process of fusing his broken soul with the fragile mortal body.

​As days bled into weeks, shocking news spread across the Tianwu Continent like wildfire: The Legendary Tribulation Transcendent Ancestor of the Blue Profound Sect was dead.

​Inside the majestic Inner Hall of the Blue Profound Sect, the atmosphere was thick with tension. Sitting atop the grand Sect Master's throne was a spectacularly beautiful woman. Her elegance was such that if she were to offer even a fleeting smile, the elders standing in the hall would likely lose their focus on the Dao. Her beauty transcended that of a mortal, easily rivaling the legendary goddesses of old.

​This was Sect Master Wu Yao.

​Breaking the heavy silence, the Third Elder, Ye Wu, stepped forward, his face pale with anxiety. "Sect Master! Our Ancestor has suddenly perished. The news has already leaked out. The rival sects are mobilizing, and countless rogue 'lone wolf' cultivators are hunting down our outer disciples just to plunder our cultivation resources! Ever since the news of the Ancestor's demise spread, our disciples aren't safe anywhere."

​Before the anxiety in the hall could escalate, a melodious yet commanding voice cut through the murmurs. Every eye shifted from the Third Elder back to the throne.

​Wu Yao’s eyes cooled as she spoke. "Do these rogue cultivators truly believe that our Blue Profound Sect secured a place among the 10 Great Sects solely because of the Ancestor? Dispatch the Outer Sect Elders immediately and issue a continent-wide announcement: Any cultivator who enters within a 5-million-kilometer radius of the Blue Profound Sect without explicit permission will be executed on sight!"

​"Sect Master Wu Yao!" an old, weary voice echoed through the hall, interrupting her. "An aggressive decree like that will only enrage the righteous path cultivators. They might form a coalition to attack us simultaneously!"

​The speaker was Great Elder Lu Fang.

​Wu Yao turned her sharp gaze toward him. "Great Elder Lu Fang, our Ancestor is gone, and every powerhouse on this continent is watching us like vultures. If we show even a single hint of weakness, their greed for our precious cultivation resources will drive them to destroy us regardless. Right now, you are at the peak of the Body Unity Level. If you utilize the sect's deepest hidden resources, you can attempt a breakthrough to the Tribulation Transcendent Level. Focus entirely on your cultivation. I will handle the sect."

​Just as Wu Yao finished speaking, a massive tremor shook the entire mountain range.

​RUMBLE!

​The powerful grand defensive barrier of the Blue Profound Sect began to violently tremble. Simultaneously, a arrogant, mocking laughter boomed from the skies outside, penetrating right into the Inner Hall.

​"Hahaha! The time has finally come! Today, one of the 10 Great Sects will vanish from existence forever! Hahahahaha!"

A terrifying portal suddenly tears open in the sky above the Blue Profound Sect. An old cultivator steps out of it, absolute ruthlessness written all over his face. Without wasting a single moment, he channels his full power and unleashes a massive Palm Attack straight down onto the Blue Profound Sect.

BOOM!

The sect's grand defensive barrier manages to withstand the strike, but the sheer resonance makes the entire Blue Profound Sect tremble violently, as if hit by a massive earthquake.

Inside the barrier, five powerful figures rapidly fly up into the air, looking out at the threat. Among them are Sect Master Wu Yao and Great Elder Lu Fang. Standing outside the barrier, the old man glares down at them and roars:

"Wu Yao! One million years ago, that old bastard Wu Teng (the Ancestor of the Blue Profound Sect) made a promise to me! Did he not tell you? During the Battle of the 10 Great Sects, I helped you guys secure your place in the top ten. In return, he promised to give me a Tribulation Transcendent Pill! But that traitor Wu Teng used that very pill for his own breakthrough instead!"

Raging as he speaks, the old man launches another attack. Under his terrifying onslaught, the sect's barrier begins to shudder violently as deep cracks spiderweb across its surface.

Inside the sect, Great Elder Lu Fang releases his full spiritual power, channeling it into the barrier to keep it from collapsing. His face turns deathly pale. He shouts desperately:

"Sect Master! Activate the Teleportation Formation and get all the disciples and elders out of here right now! I will try to hold back this old ghost Bai Chen. He is at the Mid-Level of the Tribulation Transcendent Realm! Even with this barrier and my full power, I won't be able to stop him for long!"

Wu Yao responds fiercely, "Nonsense! Great Elder, this Old Man Bai Chen is only playing the victim in front of the world so that the other great sects won't come to our aid! He isn't attacking us over some petty, ancient grievance. He has found out that our Ancestor is dead, and he's solely here to plunder our sect's resources!"

Suddenly... CRACK!

The grand barrier completely shatters. Without losing a second, Wu Yao tries to flee toward the escape formation along with the core disciples and remaining elders.

But right then, the entire Void Locks down, completely freezing space! All movement comes to an absolute standstill.

"Impossible!" Wu Yao's heart sinks. "To lock the void like this requires a cultivator at the Peak Level of the Tribulation Transcendent Realm! This means an Ancestor from one of the other Top 10 Great Sects is secretly backing Old Man Bai Chen from the shadows!"

The sect's barrier shatters like fragile glass. The backlash is so violent that Great Elder Lu Fang coughs up a mouthful of blood and is thrown back hundreds of meters.

Old Man Bai Chen unleashes his horrific spiritual power across the entire area. His aura is so suffocatingly heavy that every weak cultivator below the Nascent Soul Realm is instantly crushed flat against the ground.

“Ahhh! No!”

Thousands of outer sect disciples at the Qi Refining Level cannot withstand this monstrous spiritual pressure; their bodies literally rupture and explode. Agonizing screams echo through the air as they are slaughtered.

Seeing their disciples die like this, Great Elder Lu Fang and Sect Master Wu Yao's blood boils with rage. Both charge forward to stop Bai Chen. Third Elder Ye Wu quickly pulls out an ancient Cultivation Artefact and roars:

"Disciples! This is a do-or-die situation! Pour everything you have into this!"

All the surviving disciples and elders instantly channel their cultivation energy into the artefact, forming a massive energy shield to support Wu Yao and the Great Elder.

Looking at them, Bai Chen lets out a sinister laugh, "Hahaha! Stop these pathetic, insect-like struggles! You stand absolutely no chance of survival against me!"

He thrusts his hand forward, unleashing a colossal Palm Attack. Wu Yao executes her most powerful sword technique, the "Thunder Fifth Mastery," while the Great Elder counters with a palm strike of his own to block the incoming attack.

Together, they barely manage to neutralize the strike. In the very next instant, Great Elder Lu Fang merges into the void, attempting a stealth attack from behind Bai Chen.

But Bai Chen just flashes a devilish smile and says, "An old trick..."

Instantly, the mysterious Void Lock activates yet again. That hidden, Peak Tribulation Transcendent cultivator isn't even trying to hide anymore; he is openly aiding Bai Chen to ensure no one from the Blue Profound Sect escapes alive.

As the void locks down, the Great Elder is caught frozen mid-air. Bai Chen spins around and delivers a fatal strike directly at him.

SLASH!

Half of Great Elder Lu Fang's body collapses into a bloody mess. In his final moments, he forces his soul out of his mangled body, screaming toward Wu Yao:

"Sect Master, run! You are the final hope of this Sect!"

With those parting words, Great Elder Lu Fang forces his own soul to Self-Destruct!

BOOM!!!

The self-destruction of a Peak Body Unity Level cultivator is so cataclysmic that Old Man Bai Chen is violently blasted far back, and the mysterious void lock shatters under the impact.

Tears stream down Wu Yao’s face, but she doesn't waste this hard-earned window. She immediately bolts, trying to escape alongside the Third Elder and the remaining disciples.

However, a faint golden light flashes in the sky as the mysterious Peak Cultivator begins to lock down the void once more. Everyone's breath catches in their throats.

But right at that moment... a terrifying level of Spiritual Power suddenly floods the entire continent. This power is so unfathomably immense and primordial that it instantly crushes and suppresses the shaktishali force that was locking the void!

And then, a deep, ominous, and world-shaking voice echoes across the entire sky:

"ENOUGH."

In a completely different part of Planet Yun Mo, on another continent far away from the Tianwu Continent, a magnificent and colossal palace stands. Seated on the grand throne of this palace is a middle-aged man whose overwhelming aura makes the surrounding air tremble violently.

Suddenly, he snaps his eyes open. His gaze is filled with boundless rage as he roars in fury:

"Luo Ming... you bastard!"

The moment the words leave his mouth, an immense level of spiritual power erupts from his body. The shockwave is so violent that the luxurious chair he was sitting on shatters into pieces, and the entire palace shakes like a leaf in the wind.

After a moment, he calms down slightly and retreats his terrifying spiritual power. With a subtle wave of his hand, he uses Spiritual Manipulation to restore the shattered chair back to its original state.

A treacherous, devilish smile creeps onto his face as he mutters under his breath: "Wu Teng... I will definitely uncover the truth of what happened that day! How did all the cultivators suddenly get disconnected from Planet Yun Mo's dimension for a brief moment? There must be a massive secret hidden behind this!"

The scene shifts. In another part of the Tianwu Continent, a massive teleportation formation flashes brightly and tears open in the Grand Hall of the Eternal Dao Sect—one of the Top 10 Great Sects. The heavily injured and terrified surviving disciples and elders of the Blue Profound Sect stumble out of the formation.

Meanwhile, on a desolate hill elsewhere, a woman possessing goddess-like beauty stands looking out into the distance. This is none other than the Sect Master of the Blue Profound Sect, Wu Yao.

However, at this moment, there is no gentleness left in her breathtaking eyes; they burn solely with absolute hatred, rage, and a thirst for Anger and Revenge. To heal her severe injuries and prepare herself, Wu Yao retreats into a dark, nearby cave.

Roughly 50 kilometers away from that very cave, inside a small hut in a remote village, a young man suddenly opens his eyes.

An endless, unfathomable depth swirls within his gaze. Taking a sigh of relief, he says to himself, "Finally... I have completely merged and fused my soul with this mortal body."

He looks down at his hands and smiles, "Although this body cannot undergo standard cultivation due to the 9 seals... I can nourish it using nature's Life Energy. With this energy, the body will remain as young and fit as a high-level cultivator, and I won't even need to eat or drink for a very long time."

This young man was no ordinary mortal—it was Zhou Yuan, who had possessed this vessel.

Just as Zhou Yuan begins to plan his next move, his super-sensitive soul senses suddenly pick up a highly unusual and peculiar spiritual energy.

Startled, he looks in that direction and remarks, "A rare talent? For such a powerful and unique talent to exist in this wretched lower realm... it would truly be a waste if it goes unnoticed."

Swoosh!

Using his remaining traces of power, Zhou Yuan instantly teleports. In the blink of an eye, he crosses the 50-kilometer distance and appears right outside the cave where Wu Yao is hiding.

Standing outside, he sends his invisible soul power inside to scan the area. Within the cave, he sees the breathtakingly beautiful yet wounded woman.

As he inspects the latent energy and destiny woven into Wu Yao's body, a strange light flashes across Zhou Yuan's face. He lets out a low chuckle and says:

"Interesting... a Heavenly Fate Body! I couldn't have found a better shield to hide from the laws and eyes of this new universe!"

He looks up toward the sky, where death once loomed over him, and declares with absolute pride, "I, Half Limit Emperor Zhou Yuan, cannot possibly be so unlucky as to die like a mere insect in a tiny, insignificant universe... Hahahahahaha!"