Creating Heavenly Laws-Chapter 459

Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm.

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Lin Yuan’s true body sat cross-legged.

Centered on him, all the surrounding time and space interwove and merged constantly, as if worlds were being born and destroyed.

This reflected the level he had achieved in comprehending the fusion rules of time and space.

Since ninety years ago, when the Metamorphic Empress of the Insect Race revealed part of the secrets, Lin Yuan’s true body had resided permanently in the Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm. After all, this was an absolutely safe place, where even twelfth-rank pinnacle beings couldn’t pinpoint exact coordinates.

Now that some aspects of his strength were exposed, Lin Yuan naturally needed to consider whether twelfth-rank pinnacle beings would take action against him.

Strongest Xia Qin had invited Lin Yuan to the Central Star District, where numerous ancestral weapons provided strong suppression. It was considered sufficiently safe.

But Lin Yuan still preferred the Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm.

As for the Milky Way Star’s main star? He casually stationed an avatar to oversee it.

With his current level of mental willpower and comprehension of rules, even an avatar casually created by him could wield nearly peak eleventh-rank power.

To some extent, Lin Yuan could be described as a “weakened version” of a twelfth-rank pinnacle being.

Before advancing to the twelfth rank, Lin Yuan set a rule for himself: his true body should avoid leaving the Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm as much as possible. For any matters in the outside world, his Yang and Yin avatars would handle them. Additionally, he had numerous avatars to deploy.

“In ninety years, I’ve elevated thirty-six foundational fusion rules to the seventh stage, which corresponds to the twelfth rank. But the time-space fusion rule?” Lin Yuan pondered.

If the sixth stage of the time-space fusion rule were divided into early, mid, late, and peak levels, Lin Yuan’s current comprehension should be at the mid-stage, still some distance from the late stage.

This was already extraordinarily impressive. For most twelfth-rank pinnacle beings, their comprehension of the time-space fusion rule ranged from early to mid-stage, with very few reaching the late stage. Only a handful comprehended the sixth stage to its peak.

As for comprehending the time-space fusion rule completely? So far, Lin Yuan hadn’t heard of any twelfth-rank pinnacle being achieving that level.

Even figures as mighty as His Majesty the Mysterious Sovereign or the master of the Devil Jade Tower remained at the ninth stage of comprehension in the realm of time-space fusion rules.

“With my current comprehension of rules, I still can’t pass the seventh level of the Devil Jade Tower?” Lin Yuan felt a bit helpless. When he was at the tenth rank, he had managed to clear one-third of the seventh level of the Black Tower. Now at the eleventh rank, after over a century of cultivation, he was still stuck at the final segment of the seventh level.

“It seems there is still a significant gap between me and true twelfth-rank beings,” Lin Yuan thought. The nine-story Black Tower was built by the master of the Devil Jade Tower. Starting from the seventh level, only twelfth-rank beings had a chance to clear it.

“The internal world.”

Lin Yuan’s consciousness avatar descended into his internal world. Over the ninety years, apart from improvements in rule comprehension, his internal world had also expanded significantly.

Receiving a second infusion of chaotic void essence, Lin Yuan gained benefits equivalent to an eleventh-rank being on the verge of advancing to the pinnacle. However, most of the chaotic void essence had sunk into the depths of his internal world.

Since Lin Yuan hadn’t advanced to the twelfth rank, his life’s essence hadn’t undergone a massive transformation, so he couldn’t absorb all the chaotic void essence in a short time.

However, as time passed, the chaotic void essence buried in the depths of his internal world was gradually absorbed.

As a result—

In just ninety years, Lin Yuan’s internal world expanded to a diameter of over 900 billion miles.

To put this into perspective, when Lin Yuan first entered the eleventh rank, his internal world spanned six hundred billion miles. Over a hundred years later, it now measured over nine hundred billion miles—an increase of more than three hundred billion miles. This size equaled the internal worlds of countless eleventh-rank pinnacle beings.

“Theoretically, if I fully absorbed all the dormant chaotic void essence, my internal world would reach the threshold of the twelfth rank, which is several thousand light-years in diameter?”

“At that point, my internal world might gradually transform into an internal universe.”

Lin Yuan mused.

However, this would require an extremely long time. Transitioning from billions of miles to thousands of light-years was an enormous leap.

Moreover, the internal world was limited by the essence of life itself. As long as Lin Yuan didn’t advance to the twelfth rank, there would likely be a cap on its growth.

“The Mysterious Emperor Body. It seems I’m not far from reaching the eleventh-rank pinnacle,” Lin Yuan thought, carefully examining his physical body with a satisfied smile.

Over the past ninety years, Lin Yuan completed numerous trades with other peak factions, exchanging over six hundred strongest weapons for an immense amount of cultivation resources.

Eighty years ago, Lin Yuan officially achieved mastery of the Mysterious Emperor Body. Now, he was only a few steps away from the eleventh-rank pinnacle.

Once the Mysterious Emperor Body reached the eleventh-rank pinnacle, Lin Yuan’s physical body would rival those of twelfth-rank pinnacle beings.

“Even the eleventh-rank pinnacle of the Mysterious Emperor Body required the combined resources of major peak factions. How am I supposed to cultivate the twelfth-rank pinnacle of the Mysterious Emperor Body?” Lin Yuan was slightly troubled.

Normally, the twelfth-rank pinnacle of the Mysterious Emperor Body enabled practitioners to contend with peak "Path-Clearing" beings solely with their physical bodies. This was why the twelfth-rank Mysterious Emperor Body was said to easily withstand the universe’s catastrophic calamity.

However, Lin Yuan’s physical foundation was already exceedingly high. Cultivating the twelfth-rank Mysterious Emperor Body to its pinnacle in this universe seemed utterly impossible, not even reaching the mastery stage.

The benefits, however, would be enormous.

With Lin Yuan’s current physical foundation, achieving the twelfth-rank pinnacle Mysterious Emperor Body would allow him to challenge Dominance Realm beings solely with his physical body.

Lin Yuan reviewed his achievements over the past ninety years.

Compared to ninety years ago, Lin Yuan’s power had increased significantly. Now, he could eliminate tens of thousands of eleventh-rank alien beings without even activating his "World" divine ability.

“Boundary-breaking source energy.”

Lin Yuan’s consciousness sank into his mind, gazing at the towering and majestic Gate of Myriad Realms.

As his strength and realm grew, Lin Yuan felt increasingly awed when observing the Gate of Myriad Realms. This colossal gate seemed to transcend all dimensions, beyond even the reach of time-space fusion rules.

“One thousand four hundred and fifty-three strands of Boundary-breaking source energy.”

Lin Yuan estimated the amount of Boundary-breaking source energy he had accumulated. Such an immense reserve was enough to "customize" a very high-dimensional world transmigration.

“The supermassive war is nearing its end. It’s time for the eleventh transmigration.”

Lin Yuan pondered, deliberating over the method for his next transmigration. At his current strength and realm, his options were limited: either a "customized" transmigration or descending into the “Immortal Realm.”

“The supermassive war has concluded.”

On the supermassive battlefield, Lin Yuan’s Yang Avatar emerged from the depths of the altar.

According to the rules set by the peak factions, occupying the altar for over a hundred years granted control of the battlefield and declared victory in the war.

In truth, ninety years ago, when the peak factions’ powerhouses withdrew from the supermassive battlefield, humanity’s victory was already assured.

“The war is over.”

“Wow, this supermassive war was so easy.”

“Indeed, without the Milky Way Star Lord, humanity wouldn’t have won and would still be locked in battle with the peak factions.”

Human evolvers casually chatted as they withdrew from the battlefield. Aside from the initial period of intense pressure, the rest of the war had been incredibly relaxed.

While the merit points earned by humanity’s evolvers fell short of expectations, mainly because the Milky Way Star Lord single-handedly overwhelmed the eleven peak factions, they gained significantly in terms of safety.

Human civilization’s eleventh-rank powerhouses felt as though they had cruised through the war, exerting minimal effort.

Despite not engaging in direct combat with alien eleventh-rank beings, their contributions to humanity’s ultimate victory still garnered them substantial merit points.

In summary, humanity’s eleventh-rank powerhouses didn’t lose much in terms of merit points. Without the Milky Way Star Lord, winning the supermassive war would have taken thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

“If every war were this comfortable, wouldn’t that be great?”

“Indeed. Doing nothing and still earning merit points?”

“Hahaha! I’ve decided. As long as the Milky Way Star Lord is leading, I’ll join any war.”

After successfully retreating, the eleventh-rank powerhouses returned to humanity’s territory under the guidance of their Strongest ones.

The supermassive battlefield wasn’t located within any racial territory but in a desolate star domain. Such domains were vast, barren, and devoid of value, unappealing even to weak or ordinary races.

“It’s time for me to leave as well.”

As the leader of humanity’s alliance, Lin Yuan was naturally the last to depart the battlefield.

Glancing at the supermassive battlefield, Lin Yuan felt a hint of reluctance. The rewards he gained here were immeasurable, not to mention the tens of thousands of eleventh-rank alien bodies, over six hundred strongest weapons, and countless treasures.

Even the battlefield itself, with its intricate time-space constructs, provided Lin Yuan immense benefits.

Over the past century, Lin Yuan’s comprehension of time-space fusion had advanced rapidly, thanks in part to his Unrivaled Insight and the opportunity to study the battlefield.

“I’ll leave an avatar outside the battlefield.”

With a thought, Lin Yuan condensed an avatar, embedding it deep within layers of space to continuously observe the supermassive battlefield.

After reaching the mid-stage of the sixth-level time-space fusion rule, the battlefield’s utility to Lin Yuan diminished. Many twelfth-rank pinnacle beings’ time-space comprehension was on par with or even inferior to Lin Yuan’s.

Still, even minimal benefits were worth it.

Leaving an avatar required no effort. With Lin Yuan’s current mental willpower, he could maintain hundreds of peak eleventh-rank avatars simultaneously without breaking a sweat.

Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

The conclusion of the supermassive war marked the beginning of the merit distribution phase. The three Goddesses would determine the contributions of each eleventh-rank human evolver on the battlefield and reward them accordingly.

“Goddess of Wisdom.”

Lin Yuan gazed into the cosmic starry sky.

Simultaneously, Lin Yuan’s Yang Avatar sent a fragment of consciousness to connect with the Goddess of Wisdom.

Lin Yuan’s true body resided in the Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm, where the virtual world couldn’t reach, making it a “dead zone” even for the three Goddesses.

In truth, at Lin Yuan’s current level, even without the Mysterious Emperor’s Secret Realm’s isolation, he could easily block the virtual world and the Goddesses within humanity’s territory if he chose.

“Respected Dominator of the Supermassive War and ninth-tier citizen Scholar Lin Yuan, your performance is under assessment. Please wait,” the Goddess of Wisdom’s solemn and cool voice said.

For ordinary eleventh-rank evolvers, the Goddesses could instantly evaluate battlefield performance and award merit points since the contribution-to-merit ratio was predetermined.

But Lin Yuan’s performance? His contributions were so exceptional that they required careful assessment, even involving the subjective judgment of the nine Strongest ones.

Time passed.

Half an hour later, the Goddess of Wisdom’s voice sounded again in Lin Yuan’s mind.

“Respected Dominator of the Supermassive War and ninth-tier citizen Scholar Lin Yuan, based on your battlefield performance, the final evaluation is as follows.”

“For killing eleventh-rank alien beings, you have earned...”

“For leading the first large-scale victory, you have earned...”

“For occupying the victory altar for a hundred years, you have earned...”

After going through forty to fifty evaluation criteria, Lin Yuan finally heard the total number of merit points he had received.

“Based on the assessment, Scholar Lin Yuan has earned a total of 216.2 billion and 34.53 million merit points in this war.”

“Over two hundred billion merit points?” Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow. This amount exceeded his expectations.

Originally, Lin Yuan estimated he would earn at least fifty billion merit points, with an upper limit of one hundred billion. Over two hundred billion was a surprise.

“It must include additional performance evaluations,” Lin Yuan thought.

Lin Yuan’s performance on the supermassive battlefield went far beyond killing tens of thousands of eleventh-rank aliens and leading humanity to ultimate victory. His actions had a special deterrent effect.

At the very least, the eleventh-rank powerhouses of the eleven peak factions—including their strongest eleventh-rank beings—were left with severe psychological scars due to Lin Yuan.

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