I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

The fourth sect—the Wind and Thunder Sect—had a sect leader who excelled in speed, moving like the wind. Qin Yuan pursued him for three days, the sect leader weaving through star fragments, with Qin Yuan hot on his heels. On the third day, Qin Yuan extended his bone blade, wrapped it around the sect leader's ankles, and pulled him back. The bone blade severed his legs, then decapitated him.

The fifth sect—the Profound Ice Sect—had its sect leader trap Qin Yuan using an ice-sealing technique. The Profound Ice was indestructible, freezing Qin Yuan inside, his body stiff. He activated the lightning power on his bone blade, causing the lightning to dance within the ice, cracking the ice layers. Qin Yuan broke free of the ice, the bone blade piercing the sect leader's chest.

The sixth, seventh, and eighth sects—Qin Yuan swiftly defeated three of them, none of whom could withstand a single blow. The disciples scattered, some fleeing into the deep mountains, some to other source realms, and some kneeling and begging for mercy. Qin Yuan did not pursue them, nor did he kill those who begged for mercy, nor did he take prisoners. The sects were reduced to ruins, their gates collapsed, and their halls burned down. All nine major source sects of the Chaos Source Realm were annihilated. Qin Yuan became the sole ruler of the Chaos Source Realm.

Qin Yuan stood atop the ruins of the Eighth Sect's mountain gate, letting out a long roar. His voice reverberated for miles, causing beasts to crouch and birds to fall. His words echoed through the ruins for a long time.

Qin Yuan summoned all the remaining forces of the Chaos Origin Realm to the ruins of the Myriad Dao Origin Sect. He stood at the highest point of the ruins, below him a vast, kneeling mass of people. No one dared to raise their head, no one dared to speak. Qin Yuan declared his rule. "From today onwards, I rule the Chaos Origin Realm. Those who disagree, step forward." No one stepped forward. He established the "Bone Blade Hall," appointing himself as its master. He accepted no disciples, appointed no elders, only himself.

Qin Yuan used all the resources he had amassed for cultivation. He secluded himself to refine source cores and source crystals, and tens of thousands of high-grade source crystals piled up in his cave like a small mountain. He sat cross-legged on the pile of source crystals, refining dozens of them simultaneously, his spiritual power surging into his body like a tidal wave. His cultivation level broke through from the second to the third level of the Source Emperor realm. He didn't stop, continuing to refine.

He refined the Origin Core of the Daoless Origin Emperor. The power of the fifth level of the Origin Emperor surged into his body, stronger than all the Origin Crystals he had previously possessed combined. His meridians throbbed with excruciating pain, as if they were about to burst. He bit down on a wooden stick, which broke in two, and he replaced it with an iron one. Even the iron one bore teeth marks from his bites. His cultivation broke through to the fourth level of the Origin Emperor. The bone blade on his left arm evolved once more, black dragon patterns appearing on its surface, coiling around the bone blade with lifelike detail.

Qin Yuan emerged from the pass, wielding his bone blade and cleaving a distant mountain peak in two. The upper half of the mountain slid down, crashing to the ground with a deafening roar. He looked at his left arm, his eyes devoid of joy, only filled with indifference.

Qin Yuan continued his cultivation, refining the source cores of the eight sect leaders. The eight source cores were of different colors: gold, red, blue, and black. He refined them one by one, breaking through to the fifth level of the Source Emperor realm. The dragon pattern on the bone blade on his left arm became even clearer; with a single swing, the blade could sever the protective source power of a sixth-level Source Emperor.

He wandered the Chaotic Origin Realm, searching for an opportunity to break through. He reached the edge of the Chaotic Origin Realm and saw a gray wasteland. Nothing grew on it; the ground was scorched black and reeked of decay. He entered and discovered an ancient battlefield. The battlefield was littered with corpses—the bones of humans, the bones of demonic beasts, and the bones of unnamed races. The residual source energy fluctuations were intense, like countless whispers.

At the center of the ancient battlefield lay a skeleton clad in golden armor, its shape still discernible despite the rust. Beside the skeleton lay a jade slip, its surface smooth and free of dust. Qin Yuan picked up the jade slip and probed it with his divine sense. The jade slip contained a cultivation technique—the "Undying Body of Ten Thousand Calamities." The technique explained how to temper the physical body through tribulations; the more tribulations, the stronger the body. Tribulations included heavenly tribulations, human tribulations, and mental tribulations; all kinds of tribulations could be used to temper the body.

Qin Yuan sat cross-legged and began cultivating the "Eternal Body of Indestructibility." He deliberately invoked the Heavenly Tribulation of the Origin Emperor, tempering his body with heavenly lightning. Tribulation clouds gathered in the sky, thunder rumbled. The first bolt of heavenly lightning struck, as thick as an arm, its white light blinding. Qin Yuan did not dodge, allowing the lightning to coursing through his body. The lightning scorched his skin, but his muscles became even firmer in the process. The second, the third, the fourth, struck in succession. His entire body was charred black, his skin cracked like a parched riverbed. But his flesh became even stronger in the lightning, the cracks in his bones healed, and the newly formed bones were even harder.

Having survived three tribulations in succession, Qin Yuan's physical strength was comparable to that of a seventh-level Origin Emperor. Lightning patterns began to appear on the bone blade of his left arm, interwoven with blue and black. As the tribulations dissipated, Qin Yuan stood up, his body emitting wisps of green smoke. He clenched his fist, and lightning crackled and popped on the bone blade.

Qin Yuan continued refining the remaining source crystals, breaking through to the sixth level of the Source Emperor realm. He sensed an even stronger world beyond the Chaos Source Realm—the Void Source Realm. The source energy fluctuations there were ten or even a hundred times stronger than those in the Chaos Source Realm. He decided to go there.

Qin Yuan found a golden rift atop the highest peak of the Chaos Origin Realm. The rift was similar to the one he had used to enter the Origin Realm, but larger and wider. A terrifying aura emanated from the other side of the rift—a ninth-level Origin Emperor, or even stronger. Without hesitation, Qin Yuan stepped into it.

Beyond the rift, the sky was a dark purple, devoid of sun and moon, only countless floating fragments of stars. The fragments varied in size, some as small as a fist, others the size of a city. Powerful beings resided on each fragment, their source energy surging like tides.

As soon as Qin Yuan landed, three cultivators at the fifth level of the Origin Emperor realm surrounded him. They wore black armor, wielded long swords, and had fierce eyes. "Newcomer? Hand over your storage ring!"

Qin Yuan remained silent. With a sweep of his bone blade, all three heads flew off simultaneously. Blood sprayed onto the star fragments; due to the low gravity, the blood droplets scattered in the air like red rain. Qin Yuan picked up the three men's storage rings, which were filled with top-grade source crystals. He looked towards the largest star fragment in the distance, where the strongest aura emanated.

The rules of the Void Origin Realm differ from those of the Chaos Origin Realm. The Origin Power is far more violent, and battles are far more frequent. With each step Qin Yuan took, he could see people fighting in the distance. Swords flashed, Origin Power exploded, and screams echoed everywhere. He found an unclaimed fragment of a star to use as a temporary base. The fragment was small, only a hundred miles in circumference, barren, containing only a few rocks.

A cultivator at the sixth level of the Origin Emperor realm, known as the "Black Bone Venerable," set his sights on Qin Yuan's fragment. The Black Bone Venerable was covered in bone spurs, resembling a hedgehog. He led a dozen or so subordinates to seize it, surrounding the fragment. "This fragment is mine. Get lost," Qin Yuan said, standing in the center of the fragment, his bone blade embedded in the ground. "You can take it."

The Black Bone Venerable attacked, his bone spikes extending and stabbing towards Qin Yuan. Qin Yuan parried with his bone blade, sparks flying as the spikes clashed. The Black Bone Venerable's bone armor was extremely strong; Qin Yuan's blade only left white marks on it. Qin Yuan infused the lightning power from his bone blade, causing blue lightning to crackle on it. He struck the bone armor with one strike, splitting it open. A second strike pierced the crack, penetrating the bone armor and striking the Black Bone Venerable's heart. The Black Bone Venerable collapsed, his bone spikes retracting, his body withered.

Qin Yuan refined the Black Bone Venerable's source core, breaking through to the seventh level of the Source Emperor realm. His bone blade evolved once more, lightning and dragon patterns merging, its surface now interwoven with blue and black, its power multiplied. He tested the bone blade, shattering a small star with a single strike. The star fragments exploded, sending shards of rock flying.