Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 165 Senior, you're spoiling the mood.
Ling Xuan took a deep breath, and with a thought, used the Purple Abyss Star Ring to control the entire Purple Abyss Star Palace.

In an instant, the Purple Abyss Star Ring shone brightly, and the pale purple radiance spread like a tide to all parts of the palace.

The secret patterns inside the palace were like lit fuses, flowing and flashing at an even faster speed along the path of the radiant light, releasing a soft light that became increasingly dazzling, illuminating the entire interior of the palace as if it were daytime.

At the same time, Ling Xuan clearly sensed that the core power of the Ziyuan Star Palace had been activated, and a wonderful feeling of controlling all things welled up in his heart.

As Ling Xuan's mind stirred, the Purple Abyss Star Palace began to slowly shrink.

The enormous palace seemed to be constantly squeezed by an invisible hand, with the walls, beams, steps and other structures shrinking and merging at an incredible speed.

The once spacious and grand palace gradually became smaller and more exquisite, but the energy fluctuations it contained became increasingly terrifying, as if it were an energy source compressed to the extreme, ready to explode at any moment.

As the Star Palace shrank, the entire Ruins Abyss seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand. The originally thick and churning darkness at the bottom surged wildly like boiling magma, and the eerie lights no longer just flickered, but shuttled and collided in the darkness like meteors, emitting strange sounds.

The surrounding distorted space was overwhelmed, and spatial cracks spread out like a spider web, emanating a deep, eerie light, as if connecting to unknown dimensions.

Light refracts and scatters in this chaotic space, forming countless strange light and shadow effects, some like phantoms of ancient behemoths, others like distorted time tunnels.

The void power at the bottom of the Ruins began to converge towards the Purple Abyss Star Palace, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

As the void matter approached the Star Palace, it was instantly purified by the pale purple light emitted by the Star Palace, transforming into pure energy that merged into the Star Palace.

As the power of the void continued to pour in, the Purple Abyss Star Palace shrank even faster, shrinking from a magnificent palace to the size of a palm in the blink of an eye.

Ling Xuan raised his hand and held the "Star Palace" that was radiating brilliant light steadily in his palm. At this moment, although it was small in size, it contained enough power to change the world.

As the Purple Abyss Star Palace was taken down, the Void Abyss, like a giant building that had lost its support, began to tremble violently.

The originally stable spatial structure completely collapsed, and countless spatial fragments flew everywhere like cannonballs, further tearing space apart wherever they went.

The darkness at the bottom of the abyss gradually dissipated, revealing a mysterious void.

In the void, countless laws and secret patterns appeared and disappeared. These patterns were the manifestations of the most primordial laws of the universe. They were sealed here when the Ruins were formed, but now they have reappeared in the world due to the unusual activity of the Purple Abyss Star Palace.

Above the Ruins, the previously raging tidal energy, once withdrawn by the Star Palace, instantly lost its direction and began to surge erratically. These energies collided and merged, forming a massive energy storm, interspersed with elements such as lightning and fireballs, illuminating the entire sky above the Ruins in a dazzling display.

At the center of the energy storm, a huge vortex slowly formed, shimmering with multicolored light, seemingly giving birth to a new world.

The disappearance of the Ruins was not accompanied by a deafening roar, but by a silent dissolution—the dark folds that had occupied countless eras and devoured light, like ink stains dissolved by water, silently vanished into the void.

Only now did Ling Xuan realize that this Void Abyss was actually a product of "usurpation": it forcibly occupied the nascent secret realm that the original universe was meant to nurture, cut off the world that was in a critical period of evolution, and replaced it with its own void laws.

Now, with the Ziyuan Star Palace recognizing Ling Xuan as its master and taking it away, the secret realm's origin, suppressed for billions of years, has finally broken free of its shackles, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, returning to the origin of its evolution.

Chaos was the first to awaken.

There was no surging of silvery-gray energy, no gathering of clouds, only an intangible and intangible sense of vastness permeating the void—that was the hidden and invisible law of chaos, concealed at the source of all things, unseen and intangible, yet truly existing, like the breath of the universe, quietly brewing all possibilities.

Ling Xuan sat cross-legged, his fingertips slightly raised. He could only feel a primordial pulse that seemed to arise from nothing, but he couldn't grasp any specific form. This was the mystery of the laws of chaos: they did not manifest directly, but they could give rise to countless laws.

Ling Xuan shook his head regretfully. If he could comprehend even a trace of the laws of chaos, it would greatly improve his current realm.

Unfortunately, this chaotic law only flashed briefly before disappearing completely.

Just as this sense of vastness reached its peak, ten beams of light suddenly appeared in the void—without any transition or warning, the ten laws appeared abruptly in the world as if they had been "thrown" out by the laws of chaos, each radiating a completely different kind of pressure.

The first thing to light up were two core beams of light. One was like flowing gold sand, carrying the aura of "passing away" and "control". Wherever it passed, even the movement of air slowed down. This was the law of time.
Another path, as deep as the night sky, carries the weight of "bearing" and "dividing." The void before it is like thin paper, easily wrinkled and deformed; this is the law of space.

Although they appeared simultaneously, they had a clear hierarchy: the light of the Time Law covered a wider area, and even the three subsequent Laws of Light, Lightning, and Wind were slightly restrained under its pressure.
The light of the spatial laws descended, perfectly enveloping the five laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, as if constructing a "container for their existence."

Immediately afterwards, the crimson law of fire, the cyan law of wood, the white law of metal, the black law of water, and the yellow law of earth unfolded within the embrace of the laws of space: flames burned in space, leaves grew in space, metal condensed in space, water flowed in space, and the earth spread out in space; every movement was inseparable from the support of space.

The three laws of light, lightning, and wind flow dynamically under the influence of the law of time: the "propagation" of light is controlled by time, the "outburst" of lightning is constrained by time, and the "flow" of wind is pulled by time. Even the changes in their intensity are closely related to the passage of time.

Ling Xuan watched with rapt attention. Although the insight was small, it was like a key that unlocked a new door to his understanding of the levels of laws.

"Uncle Master!"

A clear, cool yet expectant voice rang out. Ling Xuan turned around and saw Venerable Qian Yue walking slowly towards him.

She wore a form-fitting silver-white armor, the plates clinging tightly to her body, outlining her full breasts to the point of bursting out. Her waist was extremely slender, but it suddenly pushed up to create a round and perky curve in her buttocks—the shape of her buttocks was as full as a ripe peach, tightly wrapped in the armor skirt, swaying slightly with each step, creating an alluring curve.

What's even more striking is her silver hair: long hair woven like moonlight is tied into a high ponytail, with the ends hanging down, just brushing against the tip of her buttocks. With her steps, the silver hair gently brushes against her round buttocks, sometimes a strand is caught by the armor plate, and sometimes it slides down smoothly. That almost imperceptible touch, coupled with the undulation of her buttocks, exudes a kind of alluring and blood-pumping charm.

A few strands of hair fell beside her delicate face, her phoenix eyes held no trace of naivety, and her cherry lips were slightly pursed, making her appear both charming and innocent.

"Qian Yue, come quickly, this is a great opportunity." Ling Xuan raised his hand to indicate the empty space beside her, his voice gentle: "The time law manifested from the origin may be able to help you break through the last layer of paper."

Venerable Qianyue sat down cross-legged beside Ling Xuan, his hands resting naturally on his knees.

She had long been familiar with the three mysteries of the laws of time, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not make the three merge at the same moment: either "acceleration" would break up "prohibition", or "deceleration" would slow down "acceleration". She was always missing the last step and could not form a complete closed loop of the laws of time.

This final step sounds simple, merely requiring the unification of the three profound mysteries. Yet, it is precisely this final step that has blocked countless geniuses from reaching the realm of Cosmic Venerable or even Cosmic Lord.

Venerable Qianyue slowly closed her eyes, her consciousness like a precise probe, surging into the light stream of the laws of time—she no longer tried to perceive a single "acceleration" or "deceleration," but focused on the "critical point" where the three converged.

She saw that when the "accelerating" light reached its end, it would naturally show a slight "deceleration"; when the "decelerating" light fell to its slowest point, it would briefly show a "forbidden" freeze; and when the "forbidden" light loosened, it would generate the kinetic energy of "acceleration".

This was a detail she had never noticed before—the three profound mysteries inherently possessed a natural "transitional inertia," but she had always been forcibly "adding" them instead of going with the flow.

"So it wasn't 'combination,' it was 'sequential'!" Venerable Qianyue suddenly opened his eyes, his phoenix eyes shining with astonishing brightness.

She finally understood that the key to integration was not to forcibly twist the three mysteries into one, but to use their own "inertial connection": let the momentum of "acceleration" naturally transition to "deceleration", use the end of "deceleration" to trigger "prohibition", and then use the loosening of "prohibition" to start a new "acceleration", forming an impeccable cycle.

The dazzling spectacle of the chaotic evolution did not last long; in less than half an incense stick's time, the light streams of the ten laws in the void gradually receded.

Clearly, the evolution of this world has reached the point of "framework formation," and the elusive manifestation of the origin will eventually return to silence.

Ling Xuan gazed at the gradually dimming stream of light from the laws of nature and sighed softly, "What a pity."

This opportunity to directly confront the evolution of chaos and observe the nascent laws has now come to an abrupt end, which is inevitably regrettable.

Such an opportunity is rare, perhaps only once in a single era.

Before a secret realm fully evolves and takes shape, it will be hidden in the origin of the universe and will never appear in the world. Not to mention that when such a secret realm evolves, apart from the strongest beings in the universe who can withstand the pressure of the origin, other powerful beings will find it difficult to even get close, let alone take the time to comprehend it.

If the Purple Abyss Star Palace hadn't forcibly stopped the evolution of the secret realm with its supreme void power, trapping it in the Chaotic Ruins, and then disappeared after recognizing its master, allowing the remnants of this evolution to see the light of day again, they would never have had the chance to obtain this opportunity.

"Uncle-Master, it's no pity." Venerable Qianyue's voice was filled with joy, interrupting Ling Xuan's thoughts.

She turned around, her silver armor gleaming softly in the remaining halo of the laws. Her phoenix eyes, which had been focused on the laws, were now sparkling, like two starry skies, and her gaze toward Ling Xuan was filled with undisguised admiration.

She knew that following this incredibly talented and fortunate senior uncle would bring her countless good things. Now, only a few thousand years later, she has already seized the opportunity to break through to become a cosmic overlord.

She gently brushed her silver hair that fell over her shoulder, a satisfied smile playing on her lips: "With this enlightenment, I have not only touched the door to the complete laws of time, but also gained some insights. If I can create the ultimate secret technique based on this, breaking through to become the overlord of the universe will be just around the corner."

As she spoke, she took a half-step forward, her rounded shoulder almost touching Ling Xuan's arm, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish relief: "Luckily, I came to the Ruins Abyss with my martial uncle, otherwise I wouldn't have had such a great opportunity."

Ling Xuan gazed at the silvery light on the top of her head, and for some reason, he reached out and gently touched her hair with his fingertips—it was soft, like a piece of brocade woven from moonlight, and the warm touch sent a shiver down his spine.

He only came to his senses when his fingertips touched the top of his head, and his hand paused for a moment.

The movement seemed a bit too close, and he instinctively wanted to pull back.

Venerable Qianyue did not dodge.

She was stunned for a moment, her cheeks slowly flushed red, but her back quietly relaxed. Instead of backing away, she gently lowered her head and placed the top of her hair in his palm, even softening her breathing.

Her silver hair cascaded between his fingers, carrying a gentle, mellow aura of her own unique laws.

Ling Xuan's hand froze in mid-air. Looking at her like this, the unease in his heart gradually disappeared, replaced by a feeling of warmth.

He hesitated for a moment, but instead of withdrawing his hand, he gently ruffled her hair, his fingertips sliding down her hair a little, his movements becoming more natural: "Being able to seize the opportunity is your own ability, no need to thank others."

His voice was softer than usual, without him even realizing it.

Qian Yue felt the warmth of his palm envelop her, and the faint, chaotic aura emanating from him lingered around her nose, causing her heart to beat faster for no apparent reason.

She buried her face in her silver hair, her voice so soft it seemed to float: "No matter what, we owe it all to our martial uncle this time."

When Ling Xuan withdrew his hand, she slowly raised her head, her eyes still a little moist. Her gaze was closer to his than before—like a stream where spring snow had melted, clear and refreshing, yet with a touch of warmth.

At this moment, the light stream in the void completely disappeared, and the rudimentary form of the secret realm below was revealed—hazy mountain shadows and drifting primordial mist. Although it was not yet stable, its grandeur was already evident.

Ling Xuan stood up, the soft strands of hair still clinging to his fingertips. Instead of walking away as usual, he paused, waited for her for a moment, and then said, "Let's go. Let's create a technique in the virtual universe. I can give you some pointers then."

The limit of the virtual universe is the secret technique of the universe overlord, and with Ling Xuan's mastery of secret techniques as the supreme master of the ultimate path, he could have created the strongest secret technique of the fourth rank or above long ago.

With the rudimentary form of sword intent he comprehended from the Heavenly Blade's essence, his skill in creating secret techniques is no less than that of the Great Emperors who have comprehended the Heavenly Heart Mark. It's only a matter of time before he creates a fifth-order secret technique.

Qian Yue quickly responded and hurried to catch up with him.

The soft clanging of silver armor echoed through the quiet abyss.

This time, after she fell behind, she walked alongside him, and when she occasionally glanced at him, the light in her eyes was even brighter than before.

"Am I right? Your little junior nephew just wants to sleep with you." At this moment, the Void Mirror deity suddenly transmitted his voice.

"Ahem, senior, you're spoiling the mood a bit," Ling Xuan replied casually.

(End of this chapter)