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

The onlookers exclaimed in surprise, "He can still stand up?" Qin Yuan looked up at the tribulation clouds, his eyes showing no fear.

The thirty-fourth bolt of heavenly lightning coalesced into a humanoid figure wielding a lightning blade. The figure was seven feet tall, entirely composed of lightning, with no facial features, only a blinding white light. The lightning tribulation avatar moved with incredible speed, so fast that Qin Yuan couldn't even see its blade. Qin Yuan's left arm was severed, and he could only parry with the remaining bone blade. He was repeatedly struck by the blade; his left shoulder was pierced, his right leg severed, and his abdomen ripped open, his intestines nearly spilling out. He stuffed his intestines back in with his hands and then used his clothes to restrain them.

He abandoned his defense. The Thunder Tribulation Avatar pierced his chest with a single strike. Qin Yuan used the shard of his right shoulder bone to pierce the Thunder Tribulation Avatar's chest. The Thunder Tribulation Avatar exploded, scattering lightning in all directions, and Qin Yuan was blasted away, crashing to the ground.

From the thirty-fifth to the fiftieth bolt, heavenly lightning struck continuously, which Qin Yuan withstood with his body. His flesh was ripped away, exposing his bones. The bones in his left arm were broken, the bones in his right leg were broken, and all the ribs in his chest were shattered. From the fifty-first to the sixty-sixth bolt, the heavenly lightning transformed into heavenly fire, black ice, and poisonous mist. The heavenly fire burned his skin, the black ice froze his bones, and the poisonous mist corroded his internal organs. He struggled amidst the ice, fire, and poison, almost losing consciousness. He bit his tongue, using the excruciating pain to stay awake. When the sixty-sixth bolt struck, both his legs were blown off, and he vanished from the knees down.

Qin Yuan lay sprawled on the ground, his body covered in wounds, not a single patch of flesh unscathed. His bones were exposed, white and cracked. His internal organs bulged from his wounds, still throbbing. The tribulation clouds continued to churn, thirty-three more still to come.

From the sixty-seventh to the seventy-eighth bolt of lightning, the heavenly thunder transformed into immense force, pressing Qin Yuan to the ground, unable to rise. He braced himself with his hands, his nails shattering, his fingers bleeding. His bones creaked under the pressure, on the verge of breaking. From the seventy-ninth to the ninetieth bolt, the heavenly thunder transformed into inner demons, manifesting the faces of Lin Qing'er, Yuan, Yingci, and others. Lin Qing'er stood before him, weeping, "How did you get so badly injured?" Yuan stood behind him, saying, "You're about to die again." Yingci stood to his left, saying, "You can see us again when you die." Qin Yuan closed his eyes, unaffected. He pierced the inner demon's face with his bone blade, and the inner demon vanished.

From the ninety-first to the ninety-eighth bolt of lightning, the heavenly thunder condensed into nine phantom images of ancient gods and demons. The first was a minotaur, whose skull Qin Yuan pierced with a bone blade. The second was a harpy, whose wings Qin Yuan seized and tore in two. The third was a stone giant, whose chest Qin Yuan smashed open with his head. He killed them one by one, each kill adding another wound to his body. By the time he reached the ninth, his right arm was severed. He bit down on the bone blade and swung his head to pierce the throat of the final god-demon.

The ninety-ninth bolt of heavenly lightning struck. It had no shape, no color, only the concept of "destruction." It was silent, yet the entire world trembled. The surrounding cultivators lay prostrate on the ground, afraid to look up. Fragments of stars trembled, some shattering completely. With his last ounce of strength, Qin Yuan plunged his bone blade into the center of the heavenly lightning. The bone blade shattered, the lightning exploded, and his body was blasted into pieces. Bones, flesh, blood, and fragments scattered in all directions.

Golden light streamed down from the sky. The light was warm, like sunlight, but more intense. It fell upon Qin Yuan's fragmented flesh, and the fragments began to reassemble. First, the bones were pieced together, one by one, forming a skeleton. Then muscles grew, layer upon layer, enveloping the bones. Finally, the skin grew, smooth and without scars.

Qin Yuan's body was even taller than before, and golden patterns appeared on his skin, patterns like runes, like stars. The bone blade had also been reborn, growing from the palm of his right hand—no longer his left arm, but his right. The bone blade was entirely golden, with stars flowing across its surface, scattered like stars, as if they were alive.

Qin Yuan stood up. His aura was as deep and boundless as the ocean, far surpassing the peak of the ninth level of the Origin Emperor realm. The surrounding cultivators knelt on the ground, none daring to raise their heads. Qin Yuan did not look at them. He gripped the bone blade in his right hand, feeling its boundless power. He waved his hand, and the bone blade slashed out, splitting a distant star in two. The star exploded, its light illuminating half the sky.

Qin Yuan roared to the heavens, his voice shaking the entire world. He became the second Chaos Origin Ancestor in the history of the Void Origin Realm.

Qin Yuan returned to the center of the Void Origin Realm. All forces came to pay homage; sect leaders, elders, and rogue cultivators knelt beneath the Heavenly Meteor Platform, a dense, dark mass. He sat atop the highest point of the Heavenly Palace Ruins, looking down upon all living beings.

Those who refused to submit secretly gathered. Three small factions, totaling over a dozen people, were led by a ninth-level Origin Emperor. Taking advantage of Qin Yuan's unstable foundation after his breakthrough, they planned to ambush and kill him. Qin Yuan sensed their killing intent and, without waiting for them, launched his own attack, annihilating the three factions and killing seven ninth-level Origin Emperor experts in a single night. The rest completely submitted, kneeling on the ground, too afraid to move.

Qin Yuan seized all the resources of the Void Origin Realm and established the "Bone Blade Heavenly Dynasty," appointing himself as its ruler. He did not accept subjects or set up official positions, but only established one rule: those who dare to offend him will be killed without mercy.

Qin Yuan sat cross-legged on the Heavenly Meteor Platform, beginning to comprehend the path of the second level of the Chaos Origin Ancestor. He refined all the source cores and source crystals he had plundered, swallowing all the Chaos Origin Crystals, top-grade source crystals, and Origin Emperor Pills. His cultivation broke through to the second level of the Chaos Origin Ancestor. A second golden pattern appeared on the bone blade of his right palm, the two patterns intertwining around the bone blade like two dragons.

He sensed a vaster world beyond the Void Origin Realm—the "Current Ancestral Realm." There, the Chaos Origin Ancestors gathered, with stronger enemies and greater resources. Qin Yuan decided to travel to the Chaos Ancestral Realm. He entrusted the affairs of the Void Origin Realm to a subservient Origin Emperor at the ninth level, who knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head. Qin Yuan said, "Don't cause any trouble before I return." The man replied, "I wouldn't dare."

Qin Yuan found the boundary of the Void Origin Realm. The boundary was a massive purple rift, stretching across the void for tens of thousands of miles and thousands of feet wide. The auras emanating from the other side of the rift were all at the level of Chaos Origin Ancestors, some stronger than him, some weaker. Without hesitation, Qin Yuan stepped into the rift.

Beyond the crack lay a chaotic world. The sky was gray, the earth was gray, and the air was thick with dense chaotic primordial energy. Qin Yuan took a deep breath, and the chaotic primordial energy surged into his body, purer than any primordial crystal. He had barely steadied himself when he was surrounded by three cultivators. All three were at the first level of the Chaos Origin Ancestor realm, dressed in black Daoist robes with skulls embroidered on their chests, looking exactly like the lowly minions of the Chaos Origin Realm.

"Newbie? Hand over your storage ring, and I'll spare your life."

Qin Yuan looked at them. His right palm bone blade glowed with golden light, two lines illuminating simultaneously. The three attacked at the same time, three streams of Origin Power blasting towards Qin Yuan. Qin Yuan swept his bone blade across, one man's head flying off, blood spurting ten feet high. The second man fled in terror, but Qin Yuan caught up, piercing his back with his bone blade, his body falling to the ground. The third man knelt and begged for mercy, but Qin Yuan decapitated him with a single stroke. "Begging for mercy is useless."