Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1455 - 1410: The Prototype of Divinity, The Source of Law!

Chapter 1455: Chapter 1410: The Prototype of Divinity, The Source of Law!

(Correcting an error, the previous Chapter mentioned one year, the error regarding the tribal leader’s title has been corrected!)

After more than a decade of seclusion, not a trace of time’s passage could be discerned on Mu Qing’s figure, her delicate body containing a shocking surge of Blood Qi.

"Sister, Yuan’er,"

The newly ascended Mu Qing, unable to fully retract her aura, caused ripples in the surrounding Void, creating Patterns. This forced Nianhua and Xiao Qianyuan to continuously retreat.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qing couldn’t help but let out a wry smile. After a full quarter of an hour, she finally managed to forcefully converge her qi, and although she still could not completely conceal her aura, she no longer forced Nianhua and the others to retreat.

"Congratulations, little sister, for breaking through to the Supreme. Unaffected by the ravages of time," Nianhua spoke up, her voice filled with joy, yet within the depths of her pupils lay a tinge of dimness.

"Don’t worry sister, how could my husband let you stop here? Although the rumor in the Desolate Wilds states that the Supreme King Realm is unattainable without ascending the Nine Heavy Floors, our Gu Yuan is no longer a remote small clan, and my husband is not some nameless Warrior. In the end, we will find a way!"

While Nianhua masked her feelings well, Mu Qing could still sense her emotions and reached out to hold Nianhua’s arm, gently speaking.

As for Xiao Qianyuan, even though he now governed the Gu Yuan, he could only obediently wait in the presence of these two women.

Suddenly, the whispers between Mu Qing and Nianhua came to an end, and Mu Qing’s gaze fell upon him.

"Yuan’er, your mother has been informed of your performance over the years, you have done well."

"It is my duty as your child," replied Yuan’er.

Hearing Mu Qing’s words, a flash of excitement crossed Xiao Qianyuan’s eyes. Coupled with his youthful face, it created the impression of a young boy praised by his elders.

"Little sister, let’s head back to the tribe. During your years of seclusion, our Gu Yuan Clan has undergone a tremendous transformation. In fact, under Yuan’er’s leadership, it’s done no worse than what our husband could have achieved.

With that, Nianhua took Mu Qing’s hand with a light laughter.

"Sister, if you keep praising him like this, wouldn’t Yuan’er become too proud?" Mu Qing replied, pausing before continuing: "Yuan’er, you return to the tribe and attend to your duties. Your aunt and I will head straight back to the Blue Stone Garden."

"Yes, mother, aunt," said Yuan’er.

Immediately, Xiao Qianyuan bowed slightly and transformed into a streak of light, heading toward the tribe. After all, the elders were waiting for him to discuss tribal affairs.

"Qing Er dear, the husband is still in seclusion, not emerging for the past twenty years. I wonder how he fares now?" Seeing Xiao Qianyuan depart, Nianhua could not help but fathom Mu Qing’s thoughts.

"Sister, tell me about the current state of our Gu Yuan Clan," Mu Qing requested.

Arm in arm, the two women transformed into streaks of light and entered the Gu Yuan Blue Stone Garden.

The Mountain and River Seal Small World.

Under the Bodhi Tree, the aura of time swelled like tides. A Green Shadow was enveloped in surging Dao’s energy, with the Multitude Paths of Heaven and laws merging. A phantom Small World suspended behind, barely visible.

Inside the Small World, now devoid of nine colors, replaced by hues impossible to describe.

If one looked closely enough, there were dozens of colors harmoniously interwoven, each containing traces of the other, resembling an intricate web, with different shades of the Great Dao Law’s Radiant Glow intricately woven together.

Just like the entire outer Desolate Land, where the World of Ten Thousand Paths resides between heaven and earth, merging with each other to form one whole, yet capable of existing independently — the Great Dao appears hidden yet its existence is tangible and does not reveal itself lightly.

An undeniable presence roared across this land, which was permeated by the aura of time, with laws diffusing like tides, flickering like breath.

Through the diffuse mists, the interior of the Small World brimmed with rich spiritual energy. Mountains and Rivers connected, sheltered by Ancient Trees, as if it were an ancient land that had existed since time immemorial.

At the pinnacle of the Sky Vault, a faint Radiant Glow lingered, with dense white mist drifting by continuously — this was the Spirit Mist that had condensed after spiritual energy had accumulated to a certain extent.

This was due to the world’s laws continually perfecting and operating more smoothly, allowing the Small World to develop its own unique creation.

This Small World, spanning tens of thousands of miles, was completely enveloped in rich spiritual energy. One could only imagine how formidable it was, especially since Xiao Chen’s Small World has now expanded to nearly forty thousand miles in diameter.

In the vast Heaven and Earth, the spiritual energy surged like tides, and one could not see its borders at a glance. This was thanks to the absorption of a substantial amount of Blood Qi from the Royal Beast Race’s leaders, as well as their Small Worlds.

At the zenith of the Sky Vault, a golden sun hung high, with a myriad of sunlight rays piercing through the dense mist of spiritual energy, illuminating the entire land. The world thrived with vitality.

However, under the ubiquitous sunlight, there were still over a dozen places below where dense Cold Darkness and Blood Qi lingered, impenetrable even to the sun’s radiance.

These locales were where Xiao Chen had sealed the Royal Beast Race’s leaders within the Small World. For twenty years, alongside Xiao Chen’s integration of laws, the Small World improved further, increasing the speed at which it drew Blood Qi from the Royal Beast Race’s leaders.

Of course, while the absorption was merely of Blood Qi, the erosion of these leaders’ Undying Martial Souls was not as evident.

Suddenly, in this desolate space, all light and energy paused momentarily, as a vast and mighty presence swept across the space.

"The master has awakened!"

Luli, who was originally in the depths of the Mountain and River Seal, suddenly appeared outside the space where the Bodhi Ancient Tree was located.

Crack!

The sky full of divine light was torn apart, and millions of strands of rosy clouds fell like ribbons.

Boom!

Without any warning, Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi Ancient Tree, suddenly opened his eyes. Instantly, divine might burst forth, with the sinking and rising of the sun and the moon within his pupils, reflecting an ancient and desolate land.

Divine power surged like a tide, rolling straight towards his body, as if a God King from ancient times had shattered time and space to arrive in this era.

"Master, your All Heavenly Divine Power... could it be that you have become a god!"

Looking at Xiao Chen surrounded by divine flowers, Luli cheerily exclaimed.

Divine light flickered as Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair billowing. His whole being was enveloped in divine aura, emitting a hint of sanctity.

At his brow, a dazzling, colorful orb shone brightly; the orb seemingly gathered countless divine lights, sketching out a mysterious rune mark.

It was precisely because of this that Luli made such a claim!

For in the ancient Desolate Wilds, All Heavens’ deities would condense divine positions, known as divine marks, and only with a divine mark could one be counted among the gods!

Even in the era when ancient gods coexisted, not all beings were qualified to condense divine marks and be esteemed as gods!

Hum!

At this moment, the aura emanating from Xiao Chen’s entire body seemed to merge with heaven and earth, carrying a charm that harmonized with the Heavenly Path.

When all the divine light receded into nothingness, Xiao Chen’s gaze turned towards Luli.

"Becoming a god is not so easy."

Following that, his voice rang out. The rune mark outlined at his brow was far from a true divine mark.

This was merely the source of the Great Dao Laws he had condensed after all laws were fused together. It was the most primal form of a divine mark, but his initial form was far from a true divine mark.

However, no matter what, his conversion to cultivating Divine Technique over the years finally set him on this path!

All Heavens Ten Thousand Paths, I am the God!

If there comes a day when he truly reaches the status of the Desolate God who was one step away from gathering the divine mark and igniting the Divine Fire, then he will also be one of the pinnacle strong ones between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the aura of All Heavens Ten Thousand Paths on Xiao Chen grew increasingly adept, or rather, he stood here, and even without deliberately emanating aura, this mutually accommodating, all-embracing aura would involuntarily spill out.

The source of the laws he had now condensed at his brow was the union of thirty-four Great Dao Laws. Speaking of which, all these were thanks to his reincarnations under the Bodhi Tree which allowed him to comprehend so many laws in a short amount of time.

Moreover, during his reincarnations, the Great Dao Laws he contemplated were not just thirty-four, but fifty-six in total. This was because his body could no longer withstand the enhancement of the laws; otherwise, he would not have left his seclusion so early.

Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Paths are but figurative numbers. A modest number of daos are the opportunities for a warrior to transform continuously. But a large number becomes a burden for the warriors themselves.

And for him to integrate into the Heavenly Path again, he must solidify his War Body!

Twenty years of seclusion made him reflect a lot, his pursuit of strength had been somewhat blinding, even forgetting the refinement of his Physique for War.

In the Small World where the five elements converge, Yin Yang Primordial Chaos harmonizes with the dao; according to the current martial arts classification of the Desolate Land, his current realm is that of the Supreme King Realm Nine Heavens World of Ten Thousand Paths!

The reason why this realm is named World of Ten Thousand Paths is to use the figurative concept of infinite paths. In reality, how many Great Dao Laws one can brand depends on the individual warrior!

For any king, their own War Body and the Small World become a natural restraint. This also means that for kings at this stage, the number of laws they imprint is not too many.

Take King Long Deng, for example; when he was in the realm of Wang Jing Nine Heavens, the number of laws branded in his Small World was only about a dozen, which already made his combat strength lean towards the upper tier among the great emperors of All Heavens.

However, this is for the kings of the Desolate Land. For Xiao Chen, there is a fundamental difference, for when other kings cannot sustain the enhancement of laws, they can choose to ascend again.

For him to ascend to the next step, he must increase the number of laws branded in his Small World to forty-nine to be barely qualified.

Do not think that thirty-four laws are only fifteen short of forty-nine laws. Even the difficulty he faces in merging with one more Great Dao, would definitely be equivalent to the sum total of all his previous Daos combined!

ps There’s another update tonight, a little later, the writing is stuck, and the clan leader needs to go back and check what was written before.