High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Su Jie felt the numbers on the system panel jump again, and another 10 billion units of constant power surged into his body.

He withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked slowly toward the Lord of All Laws.

The Lord of All Laws was enveloped by that light, standing still, unable to move even a finger.

He watched Su Jie approach step by step, and a fear that he had never experienced in his tens of thousands of epochs finally appeared on his cold and hard face.

A single thought surged wildly through his mind: Don't come any closer!

But he couldn't make a sound because he couldn't open his mouth.

He is the Lord of All Laws, one of the Ten Great Nine Wheels of Eternity in the Chaos Sea, and the supreme being who governs the Temple of All Laws.

He can be wounded in battle, retreat in strategic maneuvers, and even admit his own misjudgments.

But he absolutely could not shout "Don't come any closer!" to a junior at the Supreme Realm in front of so many subordinates.

That was even harder for him to accept than being killed.

He may die, but his dignity must not be broken.

He has lived so long and reached his current position step by step, relying not only on his strength, but also on his ruthlessness and pride that refuses to bow down in any desperate situation.

So even though his soul was screaming madly, even though his instincts were urging him to beg for mercy, he still gritted his teeth and swallowed back the words that had already risen to his throat.

Su Jie stopped in front of him, looked down at him as if admiring a toy that could be casually played with.

He gently traced the edge of the dark gold talisman with his fingertips and chuckled, "Lord of All Laws, I seem to be quite adept at using this talisman. I wonder if your body can withstand it? How about we give it a try?"

As he spoke, he actually weighed the talisman in his palm twice, as if he were gauging the force he would apply.

That posture made the Lord of All Laws' heart skip a beat; he could sense that Su Jie wasn't threatening him.

Su Jie was genuinely considering whether or not to use that talisman on him, just like he had done with Cangwu earlier.

Am I really going to die here today?

This thought, like an icicle, pierced the depths of the Lord of All Laws' consciousness.

He cultivated for tens of thousands of epochs, climbing step by step to the position of the Nine Wheels of Eternity. He experienced countless life-and-death situations, survived the chaotic tides, and stepped over the corpses of his peers before reaching this height.

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of eternity, and that apart from those three transcendent beings, nothing in this chaotic sea could threaten him.

But at this moment, a junior at the Supreme Realm pressed him to the spot with a single talisman, asking him in a nonchalant tone, "Can your body withstand this?"

Why is this world so absurd?

He lived so long, not to die here.

He is the Lord of All Laws, who has slain countless powerful enemies and suppressed countless rebellions. He fought against the Nine Star Void Beast King for tens of thousands of years in the depths of the Chaos Sea without ever retreating a single step.

He was never afraid of death, but he couldn't die at the feet of a junior in the Supreme Realm, dying in an unclear and meaningless way.

He still has unfinished business. He has not yet entered the tenth cycle, has not yet opened the door to transcendence, and has not yet touched that higher level of scenery.

If he dies here today, all his accumulation over tens of thousands of epochs will vanish into nothingness.

All the corpses he once trod upon, the fame he once earned through battle, and the opportunities he once fought so hard to seize, will all vanish with his demise.

No, he cannot die.

This thought repeatedly struck his mind against the layers of dignity built up over tens of thousands of epochs.

……

Deep within the Primordial Divine Realm, at the heart of the Primordial Temple, lies an ancient and secluded chamber.

The walls of the secret chamber were engraved with dense runes, each one emanating an extremely subtle afterglow of eternal fire, enveloping the entire chamber in a warm and profound atmosphere.

The Primordial Lord sat cross-legged in the center of the secret chamber, surrounded by a faint, dark golden halo.

The color of the halo was changing at an extremely slow pace, transitioning from a deep, almost chaotic hue.

A dark blue jade cup floated in front of him, half-filled with amber-colored spiritual liquid.

That was the "Chaotic Dew" he brought back from an ancient ruin deep within the Chaotic Sea.

It is said that each drop takes hundreds of epochs to condense naturally, and it has an extremely powerful effect on tempering the essence of the soul.

He had drunk from it and then left it there without paying any more attention to it.

Now, the half-cup of dew has completely solidified during his long period of meditation, like a piece of dark blue amber embedded in the bottom of a jade cup.

He had been in seclusion here for five years after accepting Su Jie as his last disciple.

After condensing the fifth wheel of acquired eternity and entering the tenth wheel of eternity, his eternal fire is also undergoing an unprecedented transformation.

As he refined the Primordial Purple Qi, the layer of crimson-gold flames was repeatedly washed by the Primordial Origin contained within that purple Qi, and was slowly transitioning from a ninth-order crimson-gold form to a deeper tenth-order chaotic color.

If he can consolidate his power in seclusion during this period and allow that layer of chaotic color to completely stabilize, his Eternal Flame will enter a completely new level.

Tenth-order chaotic color.

That is the highest-ranking existence among all the eternal flames in the Chaos Sea.

This is why he needed faith to become one of the Ten Eternals, but was not in a hurry to unify the Primordial Continent.

However, he had already planted many pieces, and Su Jie was one of them.

Let that kid, as the Dao Child of the Primordial Temple, cause trouble outside, stir up waves, and disrupt the balance of power among the nine great temples.

Because no matter how chaotic things get outside, everything will calm down as soon as he leaves the pass.

All the turmoil and resistance were futile in the face of the ten-round eternal flame plus the ten-order chaotic color eternal flame.

At this moment, the Primordial Lord, who was refining the Eternal Flame, slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the thick, restrictive barriers of the secret chamber, and through the churning chaotic clouds above the Primordial Divine Realm.

It traversed billions of light-years of void separating the Primordial Continent and the Realm of Myriad Laws, precisely landing on a particular aura that was being activated.

He was all too familiar with that aura; it was a talisman he had personally carved.

When he gave Su Jie this talisman, he said that if he encountered an opponent he could not defeat, he could use it directly, and it could suppress anyone who was above the level of transcendence.

That was a trump card he had prepared for Su Jie to save his life, and also the last protective talisman he had prepared for this newly accepted disciple.

He originally thought that, given Su Jie's personality, this talisman would need to be held in his hands for at least several hundred or even a thousand years before it could be used.

After all, that kid performed too perfectly at the coronation ceremony, so perfectly that he didn't seem like a young man who had just broken through to the ninth-level supreme realm not long ago.

But how long has it been?