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

Water Star is a planet that is entirely blue, with its surface covered by vast shallow seas and wetlands. When viewed from the void, it looks like a quiet water droplet suspended in the depths of the starry sea.

The gods have been cultivating this place for countless millennia, turning it into one of the largest medicinal herb cultivation bases.

Transport ships come and go year-round, and dozens of floating ports and transfer stations are scattered outside the planet's orbit, which should be bustling with activity.

When Lin Chen stepped out of the spatial rift, his gaze swept over the scene, and he immediately noticed something unusual.

The port was deserted, with few ships, and some transfer stations had only half their lights on.

He frowned slightly, then slowly curled the corners of his mouth up as if he hadn't noticed anything, and swaggered off toward the direction of the Water Marsh Star.

When he got close enough, the void in front of him suddenly froze, and the figure of the Devouring Ancestor slowly appeared, blocking his way.

Behind them, the Void Ancestor and the Thunder Ancestor emerged from the void at the same time. On the left, the figures of the Poison Ancestor and the Wind Ancestor slowly took shape in the air currents, while on the right, the Dark Ancestor and the Light Ancestor stood side by side.

Seven figures formed an impenetrable circle, with the power of laws slowly rising around each figure, without intersecting, yet perfectly sealing off all escape routes.

Lin Chen hovered in the center, looked ahead, then glanced at the left and right sides, the corners of his mouth still curved.

He crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping over the seven people, his tone tinged with mockery: "Such a grand display from you all, you've certainly made a clever plan."

The Poison Ancestor was the first to speak, his voice sharp and ruthless: "Boy, you're not getting away today. Tell me the secrets of the many laws, and hand over all the stolen supplies, and I might give you a quick death."

Otherwise, the torture of being devoured by a thousand poisons will surely leave you wishing for death.

Lin Chen rolled his eyes: "What are you dreaming about? You defeated opponent, don't think you can take me down just because you outnumber me."

Poison Ancestor's breathing suddenly stopped, then became heavy and labored, like a bellows, clearly indicating that he was very angry.

Feng Zu frowned slightly, glanced at him, and remained silent. Kong Zu had already secretly taken action, completely sealing off the surrounding space.

The Devouring Ancestor glared at the Poison Ancestor with displeasure, then looked at Lin Chen, his tone softening slightly: "Boy, we don't actually have any other demands. If you can reveal the method for obtaining multiple laws, we can turn enemies into friends, and even compensate you double with resources."

The Poison Ancestor cried out urgently, "Second brother..."

"Twelfth Brother, shut up!" Kong Zu shouted, interrupting him.

Lin Chen looked at the Devouring Ancestor with great interest: "Why are you all so eager to know?"

This time, all seven of them fell silent, and the atmosphere subtly became heavy.

Lin Chen keenly sensed that something was off about these people today. They weren't shouting for violence like last time; instead, they seemed to be testing something.

Kong Zu remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "If you can tell us the method, we can tell you more about the secrets of the universe. It's a win-win situation, where each gets what they need."

Lin Chen's heart stirred slightly, but he remained expressionless: "Then can you tell me why you were so enraged back then, wiping out more than a dozen races, and then suddenly changed your ways?"

When the seven people asked about this, they were speechless and their expressions were somewhat unnatural, as if an old wound that they did not want to talk about had been touched.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "It seems you still lack sincerity. Let's have a fight first."

Before he finished speaking, he swayed and took a step toward the Devouring Ancestor, getting right up to within three zhang of him.

With his right hand slightly clenched, lightning silently condensed in his palm, forming a line only the thickness of a thumb, extremely dark in color, almost black, which shot straight toward the chest of the Devouring Ancestor.

The Devouring Ancestor neither dodged nor retreated; he raised his right hand and opened his palm.

The bolt of lightning melted silently when it struck his palm, like a drop of water falling into the sand.

But his body paused slightly. He looked down at his palm, where a lightning arc crackled on his skin. The Devouring Law activated again, finally extinguishing the arc completely.

Kong Zu, who was maintaining the spatial blockade, saw this scene from the side and behind. His pupils shrank and he was shocked: How is this possible? Only a little over a month has passed, and the opponent's Five Elements Thunder Technique has improved so much?

Lei Zu, standing to the side, felt a slight tremor in his heart. He could feel that the thunderous source within his body was resonating with him, as if he had encountered an anomaly among his own kind.

Lin Chen did not stop, but increased his divine power output to re-condense the Five Elements Divine Thunder.

This time, he conjured a ball of lightning the size of a soccer ball in his palm and suddenly pushed it toward the Devouring Ancestor.

The lightning ball seemed to have its own consciousness, actively absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth during its flight, growing larger and larger, and its light becoming increasingly dazzling.

Beads of sweat trickled down the forehead of the Devouring Ancestor. This time, he dared not use the Devouring Law to force the attack again.

He clearly sensed that the ball of lightning contained not only destructive power, but also a life-giving, cyclical energy. If he tried to forcefully absorb it, he might not be able to, and would instead be burst by this power.

Lei Zu stared at the ball of lightning, his eyes growing brighter, and murmured, "This is the true power of lightning punishment... endless and continuous, never turning back until the target is destroyed."

He stared at the ball of lightning, his eyes shining, as if he were seeing a path he had never walked before.

A black hole suddenly appeared in front of the Devouring Ancestor, attempting to swallow the pursuing lightning ball into the void.

But when the lightning ball struck the edge of the black hole, it shattered that space. The black hole was torn apart before it could fully open, and lightning shot out from the fragments, still chasing after it.

The Devouring Ancestor's expression changed slightly, and he dodged to the side, but the ball of lightning seemed to come alive, drawing an arc in the air and relentlessly pursuing his trajectory, as if it possessed sentience.

Lin Chen stopped observing.

Nine blood shadow clones simultaneously materialized from the void. Apart from the Void Ancestor who maintained the spatial seal, the remaining clones formed pairs and rushed towards the Dark Ancestor, Light Ancestor, Thunder Ancestor, and Wind Ancestor respectively.

His main body and his last clone charged out side by side, heading straight for the Poison Ancestor.

The Poison Ancestor's expression changed drastically. Almost instantly, he pushed the Law of Poison to its limit, and layers of poisonous mist surged out from his body, dyeing the surrounding void a dark green and forming a poisonous domain.

However, Lin Chen's main body and clone rushed into the poisonous domain one after the other. Possessing the flesh and blood Dao Fruit and lightning techniques, the poison was purified by lightning the moment it came into contact with him, and the flesh and blood laws quickly repaired the remaining erosion. The poisonous fog could not stop his steps at all.

He rushed up to the Poison Ancestor and unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks without mercy, each blow landing squarely, with a particular fondness for aiming for the face.

Poison Ancestor tried to retreat, but Lin Chen was much faster. His clone blocked his retreat from the flanks, while his main body suppressed him from the front. Poison Ancestor was trapped in the middle and had no room to dodge.

Poison Ancestor kept taking out healing pills from his spatial ring and stuffing them into his mouth, relying on the medicinal power to barely maintain the body's repair and keep the injuries under control so as not to be fatal.

But the physical pain could not be relieved by pills. His nose was broken again and again, his chin was beaten crooked and then straightened. The pain piled up repeatedly, almost wearing down his sanity.