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

The world spun around me. Beneath my feet lay emptiness, the wind whistled in my ears, and before me stretched a completely new world. The sky was golden, like molten gold covering the dome. The earth was purple, like congealed blood. The air was thick with a primal force so potent it seemed to have solidified into liquid; every breath felt like drinking soup.

In the distance, a city stood on the purple earth. The city walls were hundreds of feet high, entirely black, and covered with runes that shimmered in the golden light. Above the city gate were three large characters—"Heavenly Palace City".

Qin Yuan entered the city. The streets were wide, lined with shops on both sides. There were shops selling pills, magical artifacts, and cultivation techniques, not much different from the outside world. But the cultivation levels of the pedestrians on the street made Qin Yuan's pupils shrink—the lowest were all at the first level of the Chaos Heavenly Monarch realm. His first level of the Void Sovereign realm was at the very bottom here.

"Look, the Void Sovereign?" A cultivator pointed at him and laughed. "This kind of trash dares to come to Heavenly Palace City?" The people next to him also laughed. Qin Yuan ignored them and found an inn to stay in.

The innkeeper, Liu San Niang, was a second-level Chaos Heavenly Lord. In her thirties, she still possessed a captivating charm. She sized Qin Yuan up, her gaze lingering on his bone blade. "First-level Void Sovereign, coming to Tianque City alone? Aren't you afraid of death?" Qin Yuan replied, "If I were afraid of death, I wouldn't have come." Liu San Niang smiled. "Interesting. How long will you stay?" Qin Yuan said, "We'll see."

That night, Qin Yuan was drinking in the inn's lobby. Liu Sanniang sat down and poured him a cup. "Where are you from?" Qin Yuan asked. "The Chaos Ancestral Domain," she replied. Liu Sanniang raised an eyebrow. "A small place like the Chaos Ancestral Domain can produce someone like you?" Qin Yuan remained silent. Liu Sanniang continued, "The five major powers of the Chaos Divine Domain are: Heavenly Palace City, Burning Heaven Pavilion, Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, Divine Emperor Palace, and Netherworld Abyss. The strongest among them is a ninth-level Chaos Heavenly Monarch. If you want to become stronger, go to the Battle God Arena. Winning brings rewards, losing might mean death."

Qin Yuan put down his wine glass. "Where is the Battle Arena?"

The Battle Arena, located in the center of Tianque City, is a massive circular building capable of holding tens of thousands of people. When Qin Yuan registered, the registration manager glanced at him and sneered. "First level of Void Sovereign? Are you sure?" Qin Yuan replied, "Yes, I am." The manager assigned him his first opponent—Iron Tower, a first level Chaos Heavenly Monarch, ten feet tall and as heavy as a mountain, nicknamed "Iron Tower."

The towering figure stood in the center of the arena, shirtless, his muscles bulging. He looked down at Qin Yuan as if he were an ant. "A mere Void Sovereign at the first level dares to come to the God-Fighting Arena? Suicide!" Qin Yuan remained silent. The bronze bell tolled.

Iron Tower slammed down with both fists, the force of the blows like thunder. Qin Yuan parried with his bone blade, but was forced back several steps, the stone slab beneath his feet shattering. He burned a portion of his lifespan, and the sixty patterns on his bone blade lit up, their golden light dazzling. Iron Tower's second punch came, Qin Yuan dodged, and with a flash of light, Iron Tower's right arm was severed. The severed arm fell to the ground, blood gushing out. Iron Tower screamed and knelt on the ground. "I surrender! I surrender!" The audience cheered, some calling Iron Tower a piece of trash, others asking who Qin Yuan was.

Qin Yuan won three consecutive matches, and his reputation began to rise. His third opponent was a second-level Chaos Heavenly Monarch. Qin Yuan burned twenty thousand years of his lifespan, and seventy patterns on his bone blade lit up. After a hundred moves, he severed his opponent's longsword, holding the blade to his neck. His opponent conceded defeat. In the audience, a woman in red watched him intently, her eyes filled with amusement.

The woman in red approached Qin Yuan and introduced herself as Yan Lingji, the Holy Maiden of the Burning Heaven Pavilion. A third-level Chaos Heavenly Lord, she was beautiful and arrogant, her chin held high. "Your swordsmanship is good, but your cultivation is too low. The Burning Heaven Pavilion has a secret method to quickly improve cultivation. How about joining us?" Qin Yuan refused. "I don't join any faction," Yan Lingji said unperturbed. "Then you can come to the Burning Heaven Pavilion as a guest, right? My father wants to see you." Qin Yuan asked, "Who is your father?" Yan Lingji replied, "The Pavilion Master of the Burning Heaven Pavilion, a fifth-level Chaos Heavenly Lord." Qin Yuan was silent for a moment. "Alright."

Yan Lingji led Qin Yuan away from Tianque City, flying towards the depths of the Divine Realm on a flying artifact. The artifact was a red flying boat, its hull engraved with flame runes, moving as fast as a shooting star. En route, they encountered an attack from a horde of void beasts; dozens of pterosaur-like monsters swooped down from the clouds. Just as Yan Lingji was about to intervene, Qin Yuan leaped out of the flying boat, unleashing a series of bone blade strikes. Three strikes, and three beast kings were dead. The remaining monsters scattered and fled. Yan Lingji looked at him, her eyes changing. "You're stronger than I imagined," Qin Yuan said, sheathing his sword. "So are you."

The Burning Heaven Pavilion sits atop a volcano. The volcano is active, lava churning at its base, and steam billows from its surface. The building, red and constructed of volcanic rock, is magnificent. The Pavilion Master, the Burning Heaven Ancestor, is a fifth-level Chaos Heavenly Lord with red hair and beard, a fiery temper, and a voice like thunder. "You are Qin Yuan? Your bone blade possesses the aura of the Origin God King. You have received his inheritance?" Qin Yuan nodded. The Burning Heaven Ancestor said, "Stay in the Burning Heaven Pavilion as my guest elder; resources will be plentiful." Qin Yuan refused. "I do not join any faction," the Burning Heaven Ancestor said calmly. "Then do me a favor. The Divine Emperor Palace is expanding recently and wants to annex my Burning Heaven Pavilion. I need help." Qin Yuan said, "I do not participate in factional struggles." Yan Lingji said, "Even if you don't help us, the Divine Emperor Palace will not let you go. They want your bone blade."

Qin Yuan fell silent. He knew Yan Lingji was telling the truth. From the moment he stepped into the Chaos God Realm, he had been drawn into this vortex.

"I can help you deal with the Divine Emperor's Palace, but I won't join them," he said. Ancestor Burning Heaven laughed. "Alright! It's settled then."

The Divine Emperor Palace is the most powerful force in the Chaos Divine Realm. Its master, the "Divine Emperor," is an eighth-level Chaos Heavenly Lord with immense ambition, seeking to unify the Divine Realm. The Divine Emperor Palace sent an envoy to the Burning Heaven Pavilion, demanding submission. The envoy was a gaunt middle-aged man, a second-level Chaos Heavenly Lord, and his attitude was arrogant. "If the Burning Heaven Pavilion knows what's good for them, obediently offer up resources, and the Divine Emperor might spare your lives," Yan Lingji said, slapping him out the door. "Get out!"

Qin Yuan asked Yan Lingji, "Why does the Divine Emperor Palace want my Bone Blade?" Yan Lingji replied, "The Bone Blade contains the inheritance of the Origin God King and the Chaos Heavenly Lord, which the Divine Emperor desires. He is currently in the crucial stage of breaking through to the ninth level of the Chaos Heavenly Lord realm and needs these inheritances as assistance." Qin Yuan nodded. He decided to take the initiative.

The Divine Emperor Palace had a large supply camp on its outskirts, garrisoned by three thousand soldiers, and commanded by a Chaos Heavenly Lord at the second level. Qin Yuan infiltrated alone, reaching the edge of the camp under the cover of night. With a silent slit in his throat, he killed more than ten sentries. He reached the main tent, where the commander was drinking. Qin Yuan beheaded him with a single stroke and hung his head in front of the tent. Then he set fire to the camp, reducing the supplies to ashes. The Divine Emperor Palace was shaken and dispatched three elders at the second level of the Chaos Heavenly Lord realm to hunt down Qin Yuan.

The three pursued Qin Yuan to a desolate wasteland, where they surrounded him. They unleashed the "Divine Emperor Combined Attack Formation," their spiritual energies linked, forming a unified offense and defense. Qin Yuan was suppressed; a palm strike shattered his left shoulder, and a sword pierced his right leg, causing profuse bleeding. He burned thirty thousand years of his lifespan, seventy patterns lighting up on his bone blade. With one strike, he severed an elder's spear, and with a second, he severed his arm. The remaining two elders, terrified, tried to flee. Qin Yuan gave chase, his bone blade piercing one's heart, and the other being caught and beheaded. Qin Yuan hung the three heads at the camp entrance and set the stronghold ablaze. The Divine Emperor was enraged and personally ordered a bounty on Qin Yuan's head, offering a reward of one million divine source crystals.