Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 279 To Gamble or Not to Gamble

The two followed the divine light into the depths, and the closer they got to the core of the Supreme Heaven, the more profound the aura of the Great Dao became.

Deep within, there was no flamboyant glow of dawn, only a clear void, in the center of which floated an ancient stone platform.

On the stone platform, Hu Yanbo sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint primordial power. His aura was peaceful yet unfathomable—there was no pressure from the Lord of the Origin World, but rather a gentle warmth. The causal runes around his body were faintly visible, echoing the Dao of Cause and Effect in the form of a young boy within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Scattered around the stone platform are several ancient jade slips, all containing insights into the Great Dao. Even a God Emperor would fight tooth and nail over them.

Lin Yan followed Empress Fengdu to the stone platform, then stopped in his tracks: "Lin Yan greets the Sect Master!"

As he bowed, he glanced at Hu Yanbo and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart. The aura emanating from this Heavenly Sect Master who overlooked the Origin Continent made him feel inexplicably close, as if it were an innate bond.

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly suppressed it: "It must be my imagination!"

"Anyone facing such a great being would feel a strange sense of closeness."

"What's more, the other party is the one who wants to take me as a disciple."

Hu Yanbo slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Lin Yan, a gentle look flashing in his eyes.

The boy before me is the reincarnation of the primordial cosmic will.

Although he does not carry the Great Dao of the Origin of Life at this moment, the primordial cosmic will and the Great Dao of the Origin of Life have coexisted for countless reincarnations, and the foundation has already been laid. In the future, if he cultivates and becomes a god-king of the Dao of Life, it will only be a natural thing.

"Get up," Hu Yanbo said.

"Lin Yan, from this day forward, you will be my junior disciple."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a token with a smooth, lustrous surface and the markings of the Heavenly Sect Master slowly floated to Lin Yan's front.

"This is my token. In the future, in the Origin Continent, whatever you need, you can use this token to go to the Heavenly Sect to get it, and no one will dare to stop you."

The Empress of Fengdu, standing to the side, widened her eyes instantly: "Wow, so doting—"

It should be noted that Junior Brother Hu Yanbo's direct disciples are not limited to Lin Yan alone. Besides the exceptionally talented Luo Feng, there are also several other young talents such as Wang Yangming and Confucius.

However, Hu Yanbo was extremely strict with his disciples, even with the most outstanding one, Luo Feng.

Aside from being granted the status of a disciple of the Heavenly Sect and receiving fixed resource support when breaking through each realm, everything else, whether it be cultivation resources or opportunities for experience, must be fought for and earned by the disciples themselves.

Even when faced with danger, Hu Yanbo rarely intervened, letting them hone their skills on their own.

And Lin Yan—

Lin Yan stared at the token floating before him, at a loss for words. His hands instinctively rose, but he hesitated, unsure how to take it. After a moment's hesitation, he looked up at Hu Yanbo, his voice trembling with apprehension: "Teacher, my—my tribe is on the edge of the Origin Continent, facing invasion from other races and in danger. Can I use this token to request the Heavenly Sect's help to resolve this?"

"random."

After a pause, Hu Yanbo added, with a hint of teasing, "But don't take advantage of my token to bully other cultivators."

"I don't care, but your Senior Brother Luo Feng still has an avatar serving as the young sect master of the Heavenly Sect. If he doesn't approve of what you're doing and wants to intervene, I won't get involved."

Just as Feng Du had suspected, Hu Yanbo doted on Lin Yan.

The original cosmic will helped him back then because of the system.

But in the end, I did help them.

Therefore, now that it has been reincarnated, Hu Yanbo naturally allows it to cultivate smoothly and experience the various aspects of life, which is enough.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan's eyes lit up instantly. He quickly reached out and took the token, clutching it tightly in his hand. He bowed again, saying, "This disciple will remember Master's teachings and will never dare to act arrogantly! Thank you, Master!"

Hu Yanbo nodded and turned to look at Empress Fengdu: "Senior Sister, the resurrection list you mentioned has been compiled for everyone."

"Did you bring it?"

After becoming the Lord of the Origin World, he gave a number of resurrection slots to a group of powerful individuals with whom he had a good relationship, including Feng hope, Feng Du, Zuo Shan Ke, Luo Feng, and Yuan Zu.

The path to becoming a strong person is never smooth sailing. With the glory of the peak comes the regret of falling, with the joy of fighting side by side comes the sorrow of losing loved ones.

Even Feng hope, who had already reached the God Emperor realm and roamed the Origin Continent, harbored an irreparable regret in his heart.

Let alone others!

"Yes!" Empress Fengdu replied, then raised her hand and a lustrous jade book slowly floated to Huyan Bo's front.

Hu Yanbo's gaze fell on the jade book, scanning the names, and a thought struck him.

In an instant, the entire Origin Continent, and even the surrounding cosmic sea, all things were frozen in time. The surging energy stagnated in the air, the soaring creatures hung in mid-air, the flowing Dao patterns were still, and even time lost its trace of flow.

Then, those lives that had existed in history and had long since perished in the jade book were re-condensed from the river of time, transformed into complete forms, and resurrected beside their loved ones and those who missed them the most.

A moment later, at the South Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Sect.

The soldiers guarding the South Heavenly Gate stared intently at the numerous figures outside, shouting sternly, "Who are you? This is the era of the Heavenly Sect! How dare you trespass through the South Heavenly Gate?"

These words left the many figures outside the South Heavenly Gate utterly bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances. One of his generals lowered his voice and looked at the leading figure, asking, "Your Majesty, where are we?"

What was the era of the Celestial Sect?

Just as everyone was in a state of confusion, a powerful figure appeared from the South Heavenly Gate guard post. His aura was deep and imposing; he was none other than the guard general of the South Heavenly Gate—Emperor Di Xuan.

"Gentlemen of Wu, this way please," said Emperor Xuan.

Indeed, the numerous figures at the entrance were none other than the King of Wu, who had been resurrected by Huyan Bo, and his generals.

Since the entire Wu army was wiped out, it was clearly impossible for them to be resurrected beside those who missed them the most.

Therefore, Huyanbo resurrected them outside the South Heavenly Gate!

Apart from-

"Lord Xuanhuang!"

Deep within the Heavenly Sect, in Huyan Bo's secluded cultivation place, the figures of Empress Fengdu and Lin Yan had already departed.

The void trembled slightly, and a figure dressed in a white robe slowly materialized—it was the former owner of the spaceship.

Mo Lin, Marquis of Xuanhuang of Wu.

Unlike the bewildered King Wu and his entourage, Mo Lin was granted complete memories the moment he was resurrected by Hu Yanbo.

He now knew the cause and effect, and that when he led the remnants of the Wu Kingdom into the Cosmic Sea, he seemed to have accomplished nothing, but unintentionally, he had slightly helped the great being before him.

Mo Lin bowed deeply, his tone filled with reverence: "Mo Lin pays homage to the great being!"

Hu Yanbo sat cross-legged on the stone platform and asked, "Mo Lin, would you like to participate in the management of the Heavenly Sect as well?"

Mo Lin's body trembled. "I—I can also join the Heavenly Sect?"

"Of course," Hu Yanbo said calmly.

"Everyone who has helped me will enjoy all the changes I have brought about, and you will be no exception."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yanbo raised his hand and waved it lightly. Vast power of the world surged from his palm and poured directly into Mo Lin's body.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lin grasped some of the core rules of the Origin Continent, and his own strength surged, becoming comparable to an ultimate-level life form.

"Go," Hu Yanbo said softly.

"From this day forward, you will be the thirteenth elder of my Heavenly Sect."

Mo Lin trembled slightly with excitement and bowed deeply once more: "Mo Lin thanks Sect Master!"

The original place, inside Huyanbo's cave.

While one era existed outside, the flow of time within the cave was magnified countless times by Xingmang's personal intervention, spanning a full million eras.

Throughout these millions of years, Hu Yanbo's main combat avatar never stopped, immersing himself in "observing and copying the Great Dao of Cause and Effect".

Before him, endless, dazzling light intertwined and swirled, transforming into fine and perfect runes, layer upon layer, crisscrossing, outlining the ultimate mystery of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect.

Just as Hu Yanbo had predicted, the deeper one goes into this path of cause and effect, the more it resembles himself.

only-

Hu Yanbo slowly opened his eyes.

"I wanted to penetrate the core of the panel before me, to witness the final step of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect, and to achieve the Primordial Chaos, but I couldn't!"

The primordial pressure emanating from the semi-primordial level of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect has already reached the world-class primordial level of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect.

Under this constant pressure and with the assistance of the treasures that Hu Yanbo exchanged for with contribution points, Hu Yanbo's mental will has already broken through the shackles and gone a step further, reaching the mid-stage of the world-class Hunyuan level.

Even so, he still could not take another step forward, could not see through the ultimate path of cause and effect, and could not see through the ultimate secret pattern that makes up the true Chaos Origin level cause and effect.

"Does it really require me to elevate my mental will to the level of a Hunyuan Lord before I can observe it?" Huyanbo pondered.

However—a faint intuition arose in his heart that the panel of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect in his mind seemed to have no deeper core, no more hidden secret patterns to be explored.

"Shall we take the gamble?" Hu Yanbo frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation in his expression.

In order to push his mental will to the mid-stage of the world-class Hunyuan realm, he had already consumed most of his 100,000 contribution points. This was only achieved by observing the pressure and tempering emanating from the Great Dao of Cause and Effect.

If it were a normal upgrade, it would require even more resources.

Therefore, even with the help of the advance system, there are no obstacles to further breakthroughs in one's mental will, but the difficulty of repaying those debts should not be underestimated.

The contribution points could be astronomical, or it could take a lot of time.

"If I choose this path, I wonder if Senior Yuan and the others intend to let me buy on credit," Hu Yanbo thought to himself with amusement.

But the teasing was fleeting, and Hu Yanbo's expression quickly turned serious.

"So, to gamble—or not to gamble?" Hu Yanbo thought to himself, the radiance within the cave trembling slightly in response to his state of mind.

"Hey, let's contact Senior Yuan and the others first and ask about the possibility of crediting contribution points. Let's at least test their limits before making any plans."

"In case Senior Yuan and the others don't extend credit much, there might not even be a chance to gamble."

In the core area of ​​the original land, shrouded in mist, seven figures sat in a circle, surrounded by an overwhelming Primal Chaos pressure. They were Xingmang, Yuan, and the other five Primal Chaos Lords.

"Those Primordial Ancestors have made their move." The Star Lord's voice rang in the ears of the other six lords.

"What? They've only had a hundred epochs to recover, and they're already going to attack again?"

A slightly hurried voice rang out, and the speaker was a creature with dark blue skin—Lord Naigu.

"Hmm!" The Star Lord nodded slightly.

"The Infinite Serpent can command more than 80% of the naturally born Chaos Origin beings and can order nearly a hundred Chaos Origin Ancestors to join forces."

"And each battle requires at least 75 troops."

"And we only have 7."

"Aside from the initial surprise kill of three of them, they have been winning every battle since then."

The seven lords were all beings who had mastered the Great Dao of the Primordial Chaos level and understood the essence of the highest level of power. Even when the Primordial Chaos Ancestors joined forces to set up defenses and weakened their attacks layer by layer, their many moves were still effective.

The primordial chaos within the lords' techniques can still seep into the bodies of the progenitors. Over time, as long as the battles continue, they have every opportunity to kill those progenitors one by one.

But that was when the other party had no experience.

Once those Primordial Ancestors figured out their attack patterns, became familiar with their power characteristics, gained experience in dealing with them, and established a rule for rotating heavily injured Primordial Ancestors, they were able to achieve their goals.

The advantage of those seven lords would then be drastically reduced.

A battle between 7 players involves at least 75 opponents. Even if each lord could fight ten against one, it would still be difficult to cover everything, leaving them exhausted.

This is precisely why those Hunyuan ancestors fought more and more frequently, and became more and more courageous in battle.

Having determined that they were outnumbered and weak, they slowly wore them down while allowing their massive legions to rampage through the source worlds under the lords' control.

After a long silence, Lord Jin, clad in silver scales, with twelve sharp horns on his head and a long scaled tail, looked intently at Lord Xingmang, his tone urgent: "Xingmang, didn't you say that Huyanbo possessed a super opportunity comparable to the Mysterious Land?"

"How much longer will it take him to break through, become one of us, and become the new lord?"

"I can't stand being ganged up on and suppressed by those guys, watching helplessly as the Source World is ruined!"

As soon as Jin finished speaking, Yuan chimed in, "Indeed! Xingmang, you've given Huyanbo's cave dwelling the highest level of time acceleration. One era outside is equivalent to a million eras inside the cave dwelling."

"With this kind of blessing, can he still break through to the next level?"

How many more possible futures can you see for him?

"Logically speaking, refining the essence of an entire mysterious land shouldn't take too long!"

Upon hearing their questions, the other lords also cast curious glances their way.

"His future still exists; it has not vanished."

"I can see a million futures of his, and since the number of his futures reached a million, it has never decreased. It has always remained at this number, without any sign of increase or decrease," Starlight said somewhat disappointedly.

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