Apocalypse: The Primordial Pearl Recognizes Its Master, Starting with Infinite Space

The green light of the Poison Ancestor pierced through the void, crossed the outer edge of the Tianyuan Starfield, and flew straight towards the adjacent Qinglan Starfield.

The Azure Rim Starfield is the largest military fortress of the Divine Race on the outskirts of the Heavenly Origin Starfield. It is home to a million-strong Divine Race army year-round to defend against potential attacks from the Dragon Race and the Demon Race.

The area is heavily guarded, with layers of dark matter radars in the void, capable of instantly locking onto any unauthorized spacecraft.

The Poison Ancestor landed directly in front of the main hall in the core area of ​​the fortress, surrounded by swirling poisonous mist. Upon seeing this, the guards were terrified and knelt down, not daring to raise their heads.

"Summon the highest commander here to see me." Poison Ancestor stepped into the main hall, sat down in the main seat, his voice not loud, but carrying an unquestionable authority.

A moment later, a divine general clad in golden armor with a resolute face strode forward and knelt on one knee: "Your subordinate, Rex, commander of the Qinglan garrison, pays respects to the Poison Ancestor!"

Without wasting words, Poison Ancestor threw Eisen's report in front of Rex: "A thief has appeared in the Tianyuan Star Region. He robbed dozens of my God Clan's strongholds and stole hundreds of billions of crystal cores. You must send 10,000 people in to search for him. If you catch this person, I will reward you handsomely."

He paused, then added, "What I need are all elites at the late stage of the ninth rank or above. How many do you have here?"

Rex quickly glanced at the report, his brow furrowing slightly. He said in a deep voice, "Reporting to Poison Ancestor, although the Qinglan garrison is said to number a million, there are actually less than three thousand late-stage ninth-tier experts. If we need to draw ten thousand men, we will probably have to mobilize them from various legions in the rear, which will take some time."

"How long?" Poison Ancestor asked.

"Seven days at the fastest."

"I'll give you five days." Poison Ancestor stood up and said coldly, "Also, call Eisen, the one in charge of the Tianyuan Star Region, here. He's familiar with the situation, so let him be the guide."

"Yes!" Rex accepted the order and left.

Five days later, ten thousand powerful beings of the ninth rank or above from the Divine Race gathered at the central training ground of the Azure Ripple Starfield, a dark mass exuding murderous intent.

Eisen stood at the front of the group, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He had never led so many powerful individuals before, and he felt both excited and apprehensive.

The Poison Ancestor hovered above the training ground, looking down upon the ten thousand elite soldiers, his voice booming like thunder:

"Your mission is to enter the Tianyuan Starfield and capture a thief. This person is extremely powerful, a peak ninth-tier cultivator, and an expert in disguise. We must find him alive or dead. Whoever captures him will be rewarded with 10 billion divine crystals, a peak-level cultivation technique, and a life-bearing planet!"

The eyes of the ten thousand powerful warriors blazed with fervor as they responded in unison, "As you command!"

Eisen took a deep breath, took over command, and divided the 10,000 people into ten large teams, each with 1,000 people, and sent them into the Tianyuan Starfield separately.

They carried detection tokens secretly bestowed upon them by the Poison Ancestor, which allowed them to sense energy fluctuations from various laws.

"Go!" With a command from Eisen, ten thousand late-stage ninth-tier experts swarmed into the Tianyuan Starfield like locusts, beginning a carpet search.

At the same time, Lin Chen had just arrived at the meteorite belt where he had encountered Ao Shan and the others.

This meteorite belt is vast and boundless, with floating debris that conforms to some natural spatial law, forming a natural shielding array, making it an excellent place for secluded cultivation.

He glanced around, selected a huge meteorite, punched it to create a makeshift cave, and slipped inside.

He casually sealed the cave entrance, concealed his aura, and in a flash, appeared on Creation Island.

Li Ya, Su Yun, and the others were cultivating on the island when they saw him suddenly appear and they all surrounded him.

Lin Chen didn't say much, just gave a few simple instructions. His figure vanished, and the next moment he appeared in the void where Zi Ling's true form was.

The Primordial Creation Tree stretched across the sky, its canopy blocking out the sun. Purple light cascaded down like a waterfall, turning the entire void into a dreamlike purple ocean.

The patterns on the tree trunk resemble ancient runes, each flash carrying the rhythm of the beginning of the universe.

"Zi Ling, are you ready?" Lin Chen looked up at the giant tree, his voice calm.

"Ready, Master!" Zi Ling's voice came from deep within the tree canopy, carrying a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

Without further hesitation, Lin Chen unleashed his power, and the mountain of crystal cores that had accumulated in the space surged forth like water bursting its banks.

Two hundred and ten billion crystal cores covered the sky and the void was as bright as day.

The roots of the Primordial Creation Tree immediately extended wildly, with countless roots coiling around the crystal core like serpents, greedily absorbing the primordial energy contained within.

The purple veins on the tree trunk grew brighter and brighter, climbing from the roots all the way to the crown, causing the entire void to tremble slightly.

On the morning of the seventh day, the last batch of crystal nuclei were swept away by the roots.

The trunk of the Primordial Creation Tree trembled violently, and purple light spread outwards like a tide, causing the entire void to tremble and undergo a magnificent transformation.

Zi Ling floated out from the tree trunk and hovered in mid-air, her small face displaying an unprecedented solemnity.

Lines of information appeared directly in Lin Chen's mind.

[Primordial Creation Pearl - Bound to Host's Soul - Level: 10]

It can unlock the host's potential and elevate their talent to SSS level.

It can consume energy and provide the host with one Law Fragment every day.

It contains the complete laws of the microcosm.

Creation Spring: Produces 100 Creation Crystals, 100 Life Crystals, 100 Mid-Tier Life Crystals, and 1 High-Tier Life Crystal Core daily.

Note: The world of the Primordial Creation Pearl is now complete, and the level restrictions on the host have been lifted.

Immediately, his body warmed up, and a mysterious energy surged from between his eyebrows, flowing through his limbs and bones like a clear spring, slowly elevating his life essence to a new level—SSS level.

Lin Chen could feel that his perception, comprehension, and affinity for the laws had all undergone a qualitative leap, as if a thin veil that had been covering his eyes had been lifted, and the truth of the universe had become clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the suppression of his level by the Primordial Creation Pearl was completely removed.

As early as last year, the spacetime laws within his body had been perfected, like a reservoir filled with water, just waiting to be opened.

At this moment, the suppression dissipated, and two perfect laws of power surged and turbulent between his brows like a torrent, then suddenly converged, condensing into two dazzling Law Dao Fruits:

One is crystal clear, rippling with the waves of time, as if it could freeze eternity; the other is as deep as an abyss, folded with the wrinkles of space, as if it could swallow the stars.

The two Dao Fruits complemented each other, radiating a heart-palpitating fluctuation of law.

Lin Chen felt a jolt between his brows, as if he had broken through some invisible shackle.

Tenth level, done!!!

This is the essential difference between the ninth and tenth orders.

At the ninth level, the laws are merely external things, like weapons held in one's hand; no matter how skilled one is, they are only used. But at the tenth level, when one condenses the Dao Fruit, the laws become part of the body, like one's own hands and feet; with a thought, the world responds.

If the power of the ninth-order laws is a scattered torrent, then the Dao fruit of the tenth order is the deep sea at the end of the torrent, vast, solid, and freely controllable.

With the Dao Fruit present, Lin Chen's control over the laws was now as responsive as his own limbs.

As for those ninth-tier cultivators who were still struggling within fragments of the laws, he only needed a thought to suppress them with the complete power of the laws, preventing them from even calling upon the laws.

This is not a difference in strength, but a crushing disparity in levels.