Arad's unruly savior

Shub Nicholas has always had a strong obsession with the Path of Rules. She keenly sensed that there was an incredibly powerful force hidden in the outer universe, probably no less powerful than the Chaos Court she worshipped. Therefore, she has been searching for clues.

Later, it turned out that her intuition was correct. The Path of Rules is the power that opposes the Path of Chaos. It is one of the nine ranks. If one can possess it and complete the fusion, one can be promoted to the rank of Creation.

Unfortunately, the Path of Rules belongs to the blind fools and is already in the ancestor's hands. Not to mention granddaughters like her, even the Nameless Mist, Darkness, Naya Li, and the Fourth Son, who are his own children, have no right to touch the Path of Rules.

After the incident with the fourth son, Shub Nicholas could not get what she wanted. Her desire for the path of rules was gradually replaced by a sense of helplessness. No one could take food from the ancestor.

A paradox has formed in the outer universe: to obtain the Path to Rank, one needs Rank-level power, but to have Rank-level power, one needs the Path to Rank, creating a vicious cycle that has reached a dead end...

Shub was very envious and said, "There's a saying among humans called 'the bond between grandparents and grandchildren,' and there's actually some truth to it."

She then quickly stepped in front of Ye Lin, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, using her body to shield the glowing Book of Order. Her large breasts swayed slightly, revealing her alluring cleavage, clearly indicating a deliberate act.

Meanwhile, we observe cautiously that Bubble hasn't returned yet, and the parents and children are still unaware that the path of rules has been blindly and foolishly vomited out.

The fewer people who know about it, the greater her chance of obtaining the path to the rules she so desperately desires.

Currently, no creator has yet merged with the second path, and there is no successful precedent. Therefore, the path of rules that Ye Lin possesses will definitely require a qualified being to merge with it in the future.

Nayali said disdainfully, "I remember that your compatibility with the Path of Rules is actually quite average, with nothing outstanding."

It wasn't that Naya was deliberately mocking and ridiculing Shub because she disliked him. During the incident with the fourth child, the latter had briefly come into contact with the Path of Rules, and the compatibility between the two was really ordinary. He could only master a few divine chains that matched his own attributes to a limited extent.

Upon hearing this, Shub immediately frowned, her eyes darkening instantly. Unusually, she didn't hold a grudge against Naya. She had experienced it firsthand and knew the truth: she didn't have any outstanding talent in this area that set her apart from others.

Even compared to the First Apostle Cain, who once stayed in the outer universe, she was slightly inferior in terms of compatibility.

"I won't compete with you for the path of rules. If you're so capable, then give up on it completely." Naya Li shook her two thick, long braids. I'm a realist, I don't dream. I know whether I'm qualified or not.

Although Shub was not giving up, she was already somewhat annoyed and jealous of others, saying, "Why are there so many highly compatible people in the original universe? It's too exaggerated."

This naturally refers to Remy, his mother-in-law Nimère, the noblewoman in the black dress, and the elemental goddess Pusia. They all briefly ascended to the status of creators with the help of the power of the path, enjoying a period of glory and leaving a deep mark on the universe. Therefore, there is no doubt about their talent and compatibility; they are all qualified beings.

Naya shook her head, her mood becoming increasingly cheerful, and guessed, "It's probably because they all once possessed a part of the path of rank, and over countless years they established a sufficiently perfect cause and effect, and then their powers influenced each other, so they fit with the corresponding path."

If the elemental goddess Pusia were to merge with the Path of Reincarnation and then hand over the Path of Existence to Remi and the others, exchanging them, problems would likely arise.

Shub agreed with her statement, looked at the Book of Order being repaired, and suddenly felt a little disturbed.

Even if Ye Lin permitted it, where would she find the time to nurture the Book of Order and build a sufficiently strong compatibility to qualify for the Creator rank?

“Actually, there is another way…” Shub’s voice suddenly became very low, her gaze fixed on the artifact of creation. After a long while, she murmured in a dreamlike tone:
"My power of the Crimson Abyss manifests outwardly as the ability to force any being, including inanimate matter, to give birth to a child, thereby stripping the mother of some of her power and taking it all for myself."

"In fact, the power of the Crimson Abyss also has a hidden ability, which is to reshape and recreate. I can abandon my divine body and even most of my soul, and carry the remaining soul and the power of the Crimson Abyss to attach myself to this artifact of rules, and be reborn from it. In this way, my attributes will be very close to the path of rules."

In other words, she wanted to use the power of the Crimson Abyss to regenerate herself from the artifact of rules.

The price she paid was enormous. She had to give up most of her original essence, and her various states plummeted. If she failed to be reborn from the artifact of rules, she would only be a remnant soul wandering the world, and it would be difficult for her to recover to her current peak.

The most terrifying thing is that she might be swallowed up by the artifact of rules, erased by the rules from the level of her status. She probably wouldn't even be able to be reborn, and even leaving a drop of blood beforehand wouldn't be enough to allow her to be reborn.

Moreover, even if a new divine body is successfully born from the artifact of rules and undergoes an unprecedented transformation, it does not necessarily mean that it will have a perfect fit with the path of rules.

Rumble...

The Lord of the Great Abyss, the ancient god Nordens, drove his chariot of seashells and dolphins from the depths of the starry sky. His hair and beard were all white, and he wore a gray robe. Three dazzling orbs of light floated around him. When he looked at Night Forest again, he had a more profound sense of awe than before.

Beyond matter and spacetime, in the ultimate void, the location of the Chaos Royal Court, a divine radiance suddenly erupted, billions of beams piercing the background of the universe. That was clearly the result of Ye Lin's deep dive into the Chaos Royal Court. After that, no more terrifying heartbeats were heard.

“I have brought three habitable star systems, each with several habitable planets,” Nordens said.

Nordens proposed another consideration: some life-bearing planets have given rise to sufficiently brilliant civilizations that are no longer satisfied with the land and ocean beneath their feet and have begun to explore the stars.

The gods taking away the world of life will inevitably affect the corresponding civilizations' exploration of the universe.

Naya said, "We will seek out the deities of illusion to construct a virtual starry sky."

Subsequently, a series of extraterrestrial gods returned from beyond the universe, leaving traces in the starry sky. They all carried worlds of life, which they carefully nurtured with their divine power and origin. These worlds were not only the sparks of civilization, but also the tickets for them to escape the calamity of awakening.

Even those Great Old Ones, whose nature was murky, twisted, and malicious, now had brighter eyes than the last, spoke with wisdom, and all of them had brains.

Ultimately, according to Bubble's statistics, which possesses the characteristics of a "gate," most of the life-bearing planets in the outer universe have been collected and cut apart. What remains are filthy worlds that have experienced the apocalypse, devoid of true intelligent life, and are already on the verge of extinction.

"Wait here for a moment." Ye Lin nodded, then turned and returned to the original universe.

He traveled back to the past, with countless streaks of light flashing behind him, and billions of stars seemed to be stretched into thin, long strands of hair.

A moment can be thousands of years, and the decay inherent in time cannot affect him in the slightest. The three moments of the Terra God War all flashed behind him. Ye Lin arrived at an absolute void, where there was neither time nor matter.

The great will of Carlos is the only light here. He seems to have returned to the original and pure state. His light only covers a certain area around him, silent and still, as if it has been solidified into eternity and will never change again.

Po Huanzi cast a tangible gaze, giving Ye Lin a deep look filled with complex emotions.

Ye Lin asked, "I want to know, just how many strands of will do you have right now?"

A slightly deep voice slowly rang out: "Everything is me; all the subsequent events are just a part of my memory."

Ye Lin sighed softly, confirming that the great will awakened at the cost of the collapse of its wisdom and power was indeed not the ray of light at the beginning of creation, that perfect great will that was still in a state of unity between light and darkness. He suddenly couldn't describe his current feelings; his thoughts were churning violently, a mixture of pity and coldness.

In the era of destruction of the Mirror Dimension, a form was merged into the main body, unleashing a cataclysmic disaster that swept across the continent.

The form he named Stru claimed to have wandered aimlessly through various dimensions and worlds for thousands of years, and that it did not know when it gained intelligence, meaning that it may have wandered for much longer before it gained intelligence.

The Destiny Form that appeared in Yunmi's hometown possessed the power of destiny but was unable to change its own fate. In the end, it shattered its power of destiny in despair and was then merged into its main body.

Now, fate is playing tricks on him. The arrow he shot spun around and struck his own brow. The cold-hearted, ruthless will that merges all forms seems to have become part of the original will of the "Great Will," a memory of the past.

No one is the master; the true master is hidden behind the scenes.

He was speaking to the original will that possessed the memories of the main will, which in a sense could also be considered as one with it. His state when he returned to the time of the God War was very much in line with the expression of the main will.

Memory and soul are very profound realms, perhaps only the cycle of reincarnation can distinguish them.

"Broken Ring, why are you so silent?" Ye Lin suddenly asked about the Ring of Creation.

In the past, the Destroyer knew it couldn't argue with the Creator, but "a dog relying on its master's power," it dared to say a few words to itself, relying on the Great Will. Now, however, it hasn't uttered a single word.

After a long while, Broken Ring spoke in a hoarse, weak voice:

"My feelings... are very complicated."

“What’s so complicated about you? You’ve always followed Him from the beginning,” Ye Lin replied.

The one awakened by wisdom and power is actually the successor, your second master.

“That’s true.” Po Huanzi paused for a moment, then continued:

“I always thought that a great will is eternal and unchanging, but now that there are two different wills, I seem to be very stupid.”

Ye Lin smiled, unable to help, and then said to the Great Will, "So, the power of space was indeed summoned by you; I need it."

If the three fundamental powers cannot be fully integrated into one and combined into one of the nine paths of existence, their power will naturally be greatly reduced, and they will be unable to exert the power they should possess.

Seeing the great will remain silent and make no move, Ye Lin directly drew his sword, and the power of the Creation Realm rose up with overwhelming force. Immediately, endless thunder and heavenly fire fell, only to be swallowed by chaos. Everything was returning to its origin. The void trembled violently, cracking open one huge fissure after another, about to collapse and be completely destroyed in the confrontation between the two realms.

"Your attempt to save the outer realms is meaningless." The great will slowly opened its eyes, and two terrifying beams of light tore through the void like celestial swords. At its brow, a crystal that seemed to have an infinite number of facets appeared, refracting the ever-changing universe.

The power of space was indeed called away by Him in the past.

Ye Lin's attitude was assertive. He said, "Whether it's meaningful or not depends on the person. I want to try to save everyone, not just a few. I am an ascendant, not one of you born ones. I want to give it a try."

"As the creator of the original universe, you should have a way to instantly reclaim the three fundamental powers due to your unique nature. I will not let you do that. I do not trust you, including your divinity."

"Give it to me, or I won't hesitate to start a war with you before engaging in the battle for the rank of the Lord of the End."

The Great Will gazed at the final spacetime enveloped by the Ninth Path for a long, long time before calmly saying, "Give me eternity, Elements, and I will begin the war of the Dimensions."

"No, to be honest, I'm really worried about you." Ye Lin's attitude was firm.

For a fleeting moment, the primordial universe shone with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the very fabric of the universe and banishing all darkness. Even the most obscure corners were filled with boundless light.

Immediately, two vast and unfathomable forces surged forth from the past, sweeping across the primordial universe with an even more ferocious primordial tide. A terrible thing happened: the stars shifted, deviating from their fixed trajectories, and fragments of supreme laws flew out.

The primordial gods were alarmed and came out one after another to investigate what had happened. This was undoubtedly the power of the Creator. Who had made the move, and why?

It came quickly and went quickly; the universe soon fell silent.

Ye Lin brought back the lost spatial powers, took a deep look at the absolute void, and then returned to the real world, the edge where the original universe and the outer universe meet.

The gods from beyond the realm also clearly sensed the vast and unpredictable power emanating from the primordial universe. They immediately dared not continue to approach the edge, like fish startled by a stone, and became uneasy and worried about the future.

Is the original universe about to face a major problem? Where is a safe place to live, and is there any possibility of survival?

Only after the Night Forest returned did the Great Old Ones' unease ease slightly, and they revealed a joyful expression.

He kept his promise; if he said he would come back, he definitely would.

Naya pointed to the primordial universe and asked telepathically, "Darling, you fought with that one, and a battle of rank erupted?"

Ye Lin shook his head and replied, "No, it was just a contest over the ownership of spatial power, and I regained the power I had lost."

Immediately afterwards, the three fundamental powers of time, space, and elements lit up in his hands one after another, forming the foundation of the material universe and creating a magnificent yet hazy outline of the universe.

"Hiss, you, uh, um, can you fuse them..." Shub Nicholas took a deep breath, her full breasts heaving, her mind churning, and she was speechless. In such a short time, she had mastered three of the nine paths all by herself.

Even if he can't merge the three paths, judging from his current state, Ye Lin can still unleash some of the power of the other two paths.

Ye Lin used the power of the Path of Existence to create a collection room with complete attributes. Chaotic energy permeated the space, which was divided into small compartments to accommodate the gods.

(End of this chapter)