The moment the spacecraft fully entered the Universe passage, Ji Ning's clone felt it clearly.
This was not ordinary spatial displacement.
Time itself was unstable.
Invisible ripples spread through space-time, alternately compressing and stretching, like tides washing over consciousness. Even with his already terrifying Law comprehension, Ji Ning instinctively slowed his thoughts, carefully observing every fluctuation.
These sensations alone were worth more than countless years of blind cultivation.
Such active space-time…
Even in the vast Primordial Universe, very few regions should manifest laws this openly.
For roughly five or six minutes, the discomfort persisted—dizziness, disorientation, a faint tearing sensation in the Sea of Consciousness. Then, as abruptly as it began, it vanished.
Silence returned.
Through the transparent window of the spacecraft, Ji Ning's clone looked outward—and his breath unconsciously slowed.
Beyond the hull lay a dim, chaotic expanse. Wisps of Chaos Energy drifted lazily through the void, sometimes dispersing, sometimes condensing. Far in the distance, Heaven and Earth continuously tore open and healed again, as though the Universe itself were breathing.
At the edges of those spatial tears, crystalline thread-like structures extended outward, interwoven in vast networks. Upon those threads flowed endlessly shifting secret patterns—complex, profound, and filled with an indescribable rhythm.
It was as though an invisible loom were weaving the Universe itself.
"What… is that?" Ji Ning's clone murmured inwardly.
Not just him.
Everyone aboard the ship fell silent.
Some stared with wide eyes.
Some closed their eyes, committing everything they sensed to memory.
Others entered immediate contemplation, afraid that even blinking might cause them to miss something irreplaceable.
The spacecraft continued forward.
Along the way, they repeatedly passed through regions where Universe Space cracked and repaired itself, each tear accompanied by those strange, luminous patterns.
The man who appeared to be the captain smiled faintly.
"Stars have lifespans. Planets have lifespans. Even Universes have lifespans," he said calmly. "But a Universe's lifespan is unimaginably long."
"This place is the Initial Universe—a Universe in its earliest stage of formation. In this phase, the operational rules of the Universe Origin are no longer hidden. They manifest naturally."
He pointed toward the distant spatial裂痕.
"Those cracks constantly repairing themselves… are the Universe Origin at work. Within them lie all Origin Laws."
Hearing explanations in books and personally witnessing them were entirely different experiences.
Ji Ning's clone felt it deeply.
With the Dao Fruit's enhancement, his comprehension ability had already surpassed ordinary limits. Coupled with his unique state—One Proof, Eternal Proof—merely observing the manifested operational rules of the Universe Origin brought an overwhelming sense of closeness to the Laws themselves.
Closer than analysis.
Closer than inheritance.
Closer than any secret technique.
And this perception did not belong to him alone.
Everything he saw and felt was simultaneously transmitted to his other two clones.
The Golden-Horned Beast clone, already possessing terrifying Law affinity, absorbed the experience greedily.
The Mo Sha Clan clone—born as a darling of Space—reacted even more violently, its comprehension speed surging.
More importantly—
Because this was the Initial Universe, where Time flowed differently, every moment here was equivalent to several moments outside.
Simply standing here was already cultivation.
After flying for some time, the spacecraft finally slowed and stopped above an ancient city suspended within the chaos.
"Everyone, disembark," the captain said.
The moment Ji Ning's clone left the ship, voices from those who had already arrived reached his ears.
"As expected of the Human Race's sacred cultivation ground… just this environment alone surpasses countless holy lands."
"This place feels… different."
"Yes. Comfortable."
Ji Ning felt it as well.
The moment the surrounding energy entered his body, it spread warmth through his limbs and bones. Every cell seemed to awaken, greedily absorbing the ambient essence, as though returning to a long-lost origin.
Like a child returning to the mother river of the Universe, he thought.
Lowering his gaze, he looked at the city beneath him.
Ancient.
Majestic.
Profound.
This was not merely architecture—it was history condensed into form.
A black stream of light approached from afar.
"Everyone," a low voice sounded. "I am the reception envoy of Primordial Chaos City."
A black-robed man with green scales covering his head appeared before them. His aura was restrained, yet incomparably deep.
"This city is called Primordial Chaos City," he said with a smile. "It has existed longer than most Universe Countries you come from."
"It is jointly managed by the Virtual Universe Corporation, the Giant Axe Fighting Arena, the Universe First Bank, the Universe Galaxy Bank, and the Universe Mercenary Alliance."
Led by him, the group entered the main street of the city.
Along the way, the envoy patiently explained rules and matters requiring attention. No one dared to interrupt. Anyone who could reach this place had paid a terrifying price—no one was foolish enough to cause trouble here.
Moreover, even a casual perception revealed terrifying auras within the surrounding buildings. Each residence housed an existence powerful enough to make Astral Rank cultivators tremble.
"There are many residences within Primordial Chaos City," the envoy explained, pointing at a nearby door. "If the door glows light white, it means no Master is currently residing there."
"As long as you place your hand on the door, the sensing system will activate. The door will turn dark gray, and the residence will become yours. Each person may choose only one."
They continued forward until the City Lord's Mansion appeared before them.
A massive structure nearly three hundred meters tall.
Above its entrance were three characters in universal script—
City Lord's Mansion
The moment Ji Ning's clone looked at them, his mind shook.
It was as if an entire Universe were hidden within those characters.
Space folded.
Heaven and Earth revolved.
His consciousness was almost dragged inside.
He immediately withdrew his gaze.
Only then did he realize—many around him stood frozen, eyes vacant, souls seemingly pulled elsewhere.
Because his other two clones remained unaffected, he recovered far faster than the rest.
After everyone regained clarity, the envoy continued.
"In Primordial Chaos City, there exist the most precious treasures of cultivation—the 52 Chaos Tablets."
"Each Chaos Tablet represents a complete great path. Fully comprehending even one allows you to stand at the peak of the Universe. Establishing a Universe Country would be effortless."
The words instantly ignited discussion.
Soon, they arrived at a long corridor. Gigantic images were carved into the walls on both sides.
"These are rubbings of the 52 Chaos Tablets," the envoy said. "They do not contain the full aura, but they can guide perception. You may observe them first—then choose."
Ji Ning's clone moved forward with the others.
Trees.
Water droplets.
Mountains.
Blades.
Void.
Each image carried a different resonance, subtly calling to the soul.
Time passed quickly.
When the envoy began registering choices, it was finally Ji Ning's clone's turn.
"I choose the Yan Mountain Chaos Tablet," he said without hesitation.
Under Gan Wu Country Lord's guidance, his progress in Space Law and Earth Origin Law had been immense. The Yan Mountain Chaos Tablet resonated most deeply with him.
It was also the path Gan Wu Country Lord himself had once walked.
Since no one else had chosen it, Ji Ning was immediately guided forward.
They entered a deep corridor.
On both sides stood massive bronze gates, each engraved with a Chaos Tablet's name—
Ancestor Mother
Great Axe
Dragon Travel
…
Before every gate stood an identical, benevolent-looking old man.
Their faces were the same.
Their auras unfathomable.
Ji Ning's clone understood instantly.
These were not simple guards.
They were manifestations of rules themselves.
And beyond the Yan Mountain gate—
His true cultivation in the Initial Universe was about to begin.
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