"This is the new batch of little fellows from the Virtual Universe Company?"
The three-eyed elder's kind gaze swept across Jiang Yan and the others. His brows were gentle, his smile warm, yet beneath that benevolence lay an unfathomable depth.
"Yes, Lord Kandri," the black-robed reception envoy replied respectfully.
He then turned to the gathered geniuses and explained, his tone reverent:
"Lord Kandri is the Guardian of the Chaos Monuments. He has watched over this place for millions of epochs. The figures you see standing before each cultivation chamber are all his clones."
The moment those words fell, the geniuses collectively sucked in a breath.
Fifty-two clones?
Millions of epochs?
Just how terrifyingly powerful did one have to be to achieve such a feat?
Many of them instinctively straightened their posture, their respect deepening into awe.
"Hehe."
Kandri chuckled softly. His three eyes shifted, finally settling on Jiang Yan. The moment his gaze landed, it was as though Jiang Yan felt layers of himself being seen through—past, present, and potential.
"You must be Jiang Yan."
There was unmistakable appreciation in Kandri's eyes.
"To have grasped one secret of the Law of Time and one secret of the Law of Space at your age… very good. Very rare."
Jiang Yan immediately bowed slightly.
"I pay my respects, Lord Kandri."
Kandri smiled and casually pointed behind him.
"The path of dual cultivation in time and space is destined to be arduous," he said gently.
"But since you have chosen it, do not waver."
"Behind me is the Cosmic Chaos Monument. Go in."
Then, turning his gaze slightly aside, he added:
"All others who chose the Cosmic Chaos Monument—enter together."
The black-robed reception envoy naturally escorted Jiang Yan first.
Among the thousand geniuses of this Genius Battle, only Jiang Yan and Bolan had chosen the Cosmic Chaos Monument.
Moments later, the two stepped into the cultivation chamber.
The interior was vast and silent.
Wisps of chaotic airflow drifted endlessly through the space, blurring sight and perception alike. Within that hazy chaos stood a colossal stele, towering like an ancient god.
On its surface were engraved the words:
COSMIC CHAOS MONUMENT
Jiang Yan raised his head.
Carved into the monument were ten enormous pictures.
The First Picture
Nine sword marks.
Eight of them represented single laws.
The ninth was a fusion of two laws.
The Second Picture
Twenty-seven sword marks.
Twenty-four single-law sword marks.
Three dual-law fusion marks.
The Third Picture
Eighty-one sword marks.
Seventy-two single-law.
Nine dual-law fusion.
The Fourth Picture
Two hundred forty-three sword marks.
216 single-law
• 27 dual-law
• 3 sword marks formed by the initial fusion of three laws
The Fifth Picture
Seven hundred twenty-nine sword marks.
648 single-law
• 81 dual-law
• 27 three-law fusion
• 9 four-law superimposed sword marks
The Sixth Picture
Two thousand one hundred eighty-seven sword marks.
1,944 single-law
• 243 dual-law
• 81 three-law fusion
• 27 four-law superposition
• 3 five-law fully integrated sword marks
The Seventh Picture
Six thousand five hundred sixty-one sword marks.
5,832 single-law
• 729 dual-law
• 243 three-law fusion
• 81 four-law superposition
• 27 five-law complete fusion
• 9 sword marks intertwined with the origin of six laws
The Eighth Picture
Nineteen thousand six hundred eighty-three sword marks.
17,496 single-law
• 2,187 dual-law
• 729 three-law fusion
• 243 four-law superposition
• 81 five-law complete fusion
• 27 six-law origin intertwining
• 3 seven-law unified sword marks
The countless sword marks intertwined and condensed, eventually forming two bizarre law-beasts facing one another. Each monster radiated terrifying law fluctuations, as though they might break free from the Chaos Monument at any moment.
The Ninth Picture
Fifty-nine thousand forty-nine sword marks.
52,488 single-law
• 6,561 dual-law
• 2,187 three-law fusion
• 729 four-law superposition
• 243 five-law perfect fusion
• 81 six-law origin intertwining
• 27 seven-law unity
• 9 Eight-Law Hongmeng Resonance sword marks
• 3 Nine-Law Fusion sword marks
In the end, countless sword marks merged together, filling the chaotic space with hundreds of millions of grotesque law-creatures, writhing and roaring in silent madness.
The Tenth Picture
Blank.
Utterly blank.
Jiang Yan's pupils contracted slightly.
"The fusion of all ten laws… failed," he murmured inwardly.
"That's why the final picture was never formed."
The realization struck him with clarity.
At that moment, Bolan's voice sounded beside him.
"Jiang Yan."
Bolan withdrew his gaze from the Chaos Monument and turned to him, eyes sharp and steady.
"Are you planning to cultivate the Law of Time and Law of Space simultaneously, using them as your foundation to step into immortality?"
"Naturally," Jiang Yan replied with a calm smile.
Then, after a brief pause, he added sincerely:
"But I advise you not to do the same."
Bolan frowned slightly.
Jiang Yan continued, his tone measured:
"Dual cultivation of time and space will severely slow your progress. If you insist, you may stagnate for an extremely long time."
"For you, the best path is to focus on the Law of Space, with the Law of Time as a supplement."
This was genuine advice.
Jiang Yan could afford such ambition only because he possessed a golden finger beyond reason.
But Bolan?
He had nothing of the sort.
Back then, Koti—whose talent exceeded Bolan's—had also chosen dual cultivation of time and space. The result?
Stuck at Realm Master for countless years.
In the end, his lifespan nearly exhausted, he was enslaved by a Zerg powerhouse and reduced to a tragic pawn.
"Thank you for the reminder," Bolan said after a moment.
"But you have your confidence."
"And I have mine."
There was pride in his eyes—unyielding and sharp.
Without another word, he turned away and walked toward the first picture, beginning his comprehension.
Jiang Yan sighed inwardly.
Some lessons could not be taught—only learned.
When Bolan was eventually overtaken by Luo Feng, he would understand just how costly today's decision truly was.
Jiang Yan stepped before the first picture as well.
"Switch primary consciousness to the Demon Slayer Clan body."
His eyes flashed.
The core of his life lay not in any single body, but in his soul, his Demon Slayer life crystal, and the three-in-one origin core of the Destroyer Beast.
As long as those remained intact, death was impossible.
Among his three bodies, the Demon Slayer Clan body—now at Realm Master level—possessed the clearest perception of laws.
The moment his consciousness shifted—
The nine sword marks exploded into infinite meaning.
They unraveled into countless artistic conceptions, endless permutations, and profound law structures within his mind.
That single dual-law sword mark transformed repeatedly, cycling through seventeen different law combinations:
Time–Space
Gold–Space
Metal–Time
Wood–Space
Wood–Time
Water–Space
Water–Time
Fire–Time
Earth–Space
Earth–Time
Wind–Space
Wind–Time
Light–Space
Light–Time
Thunder–Space
Thunder–Time
As time flowed silently onward, Jiang Yan's comprehension of the two upper laws and the eight lower laws began to deepen—layer by layer, steadily approaching clarity.
The road ahead was long.
But for the first time—
He could clearly see its direction.
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