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Meng Chuan understood. They were similar to the Eye of Eternal—puppets.
“In-name disciples like us, and even personal disciples, will eventually die over time, but Senior Brother Thousand-Hands and the others will continue to live. Master is especially biased toward Senior Brother Thousand-Hands and the others,” Daolord Evodia said.
Meng Chuan nodded and asked, “Did you just say personal disciples?”
“The Eighth Tribulation Eminences that have entered Master’s tutelage are in-name disciples at the beginning. Only by cultivating to the limits of the Eighth Tribulation realm can they become personal disciples and receive Master’s careful guidance,” said Daolord Evodia. “Once they become personal disciples, Master will personally refine an entire set of Eternal treasures for them. In the endless spacetime, the personal disciples of Eternal existences have extremely high statuses. Even someone like Dragon Ancestor isn’t willing to provoke them.”
“Dragon Ancestor didn’t acknowledge an Eternal as his master?” asked Meng Chuan.
“No,” Daolord Evodia said. “Eternal existences take in disciples more based on luck than strength. They don’t necessarily accept disciples just because they are strong. Master only has a hundred or so in-name disciples.”
Meng Chuan understood that an Eternal’s acceptance of disciples depended on their preferences.
For example, an Eternal existence had left behind 3,000 illusory arrays in the black book. It required an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence to crack all 3,000 illusory arrays to become his disciple. Meng Chuan didn’t know how difficult these 3,000 illusory arrays were.
For example, the one that Daolord Evodia became a disciple to had taken him in purely on a whim. He left behind the six-stroke painting, and only those who could learn it was considered fated.
“We’re here.”
As they chatted, they finally arrived at Dry Origin Mountain.
Meng Chuan looked into the distance. A beautiful mountain appeared in front of him. It existed in the Chaos, but it made Meng Chuan instinctively desire it.
Whoosh.
Daolord Evodia led Meng Chuan through the invisible spacetime barrier and landed on the mountain.
At a glance, Meng Chuan saw a black-and-white beast sleeping soundly. It had eight claws, and six of them were hugging itself while two of its claws occasionally scratched its head.
“Senior Brother Thousand-Hands,” Daolord Evodia called out softly.
The black-and-white beast opened its eyes wide. Its round eyes were dazed as it looked around blankly. Only when it saw Daolord Evodia and Meng Chuan did it snap out of its reverie.
“Evodia, do you have anything to eat and drink?” asked the black-and-white beast lazily.
“Yes, yes, yes. I prepared it long ago.” Daolord Evodia waved his hand in a very practiced manner, having prepared many fragrant delicacies. Clearly, time stopped the moment he stored them.
When he took them out, they still tasted the best.
The black-and-white beast grinned happily and glanced at Meng Chuan. “You’re new. Didn’t you bring anything to eat or drink?”
Chapter 722 - Only Person on Dry Origin Mountain
Meng Chuan walked forward and waved his hand, releasing delicacies and fine wine. Meng Chuan had originally been cultivating on Holy Mountain of Painting for a long time, so he naturally prepared the delicacies and fine wine he liked. Some of them were even Archean Eon Realm specialties.
As for whether they suited Senior Thousand-Hands’s palate, Meng Chuan could do nothing about it. After all, Daolord Evodia hadn’t mentioned it in advance.
Daolord Evodia smiled as he watched this scene.
“Senior Thousand-Hands, I brought this from my homeworld. Try it,” said Meng Chuan humbly.
The black-and-white beast extended its eight claws. Some grabbed at the wine, while others grabbed at the plates of delicacies.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
He took the food and wine that Meng Chuan had prepared. He first drank a mouthful of it before blinking his eyes and grinning. “This wine is really good.”
Meng Chuan heaved a sigh of relief.
This was fruit wine produced by Archean Eon Realm. It was slightly sour and sweet, and he felt a little tipsy after drinking it. Meng Chuan liked it quite a lot. Furthermore, he had added some rare treasures that aided his cultivation in the wine. The concoction suited his palate, and he would occasionally drink a few mouthfuls when painting.
The interior of the flask of wine was rather large. It was equivalent to a large wine jar that was as tall as a person. One flask lasted Meng Chuan for a few days. One flask was worth about 100 cubes, and he had prepared over 1,000 flasks for himself.
“Ten more flasks of this wine.” The black-and-white beast was quite satisfied with the wine; he clearly liked it. He could sense that Meng Chuan still had 1,000 flasks stashed away. To him, even if it was delicious, ten flasks were enough. He only wanted to try something new.
Meng Chuan naturally took out ten flasks.
Crunch! Crunch!
As he drank, he ate all sorts of delicacies. The black-and-white beast ate very quickly. At the same time, he glanced at Daolord Evodia and waved his hand. “Evodia, you can’t stay on Dry Origin Mountain for too long. Leave quickly.”
“Yes, I’ll leave now. Senior Brother Thousand-Hands, Meng Chuan is a young Seventh Tribulation Eminence from my home universe. Please take care of him,” said Daolord Evodia.
He had a natural affinity with Meng Chuan since they came from the same home universe and could become fellow disciples because of a painting. Daolord Evodia naturally wanted to help his prospective junior brother as much as possible.
The black-and-white beast nodded and continued eating.
“It’s up to you.” Daolord Evodia glanced at Meng Chuan. “I’ll be leaving first.”
“Thank you, Daolord.” Meng Chuan nodded to express his understanding.
Whoosh.
After Daolord Evodia left, only Meng Chuan remained by the side, watching Thousand-Hands eat and drink.
Thousand-Hands was completely immersed in eating and drinking; he enjoyed it very much. In ten minutes, he finished eating and drinking, leaving behind only ten flasks of alcohol—which he put away.
“Meng Chuan.” Thousand-Hands stood up.
“Senior Thousand-Hands.” Meng Chuan listened carefully.
Thousand-Hands said leisurely, “The mystic technique you learned means that you are fated with Master. The test at Dry Origin Mountain is very simple. There are 31 Chaos overlords imprisoned on Dry Origin Mountain! As long as you can kill one Chaos overlord without any treasures before the end of your lifespan, you will pass the test. When that happens, you will become Master’s disciple.”
Kill a Chaos overlord? Meng Chuan’s expression changed slightly. He had experienced too much today, so his ability to accept new facts was considered very high. However, the test still placed immense pressure on him.
Chaos overlords were Eighth Tribulation forbidden creatures! He was forbidden from using any treasures to kill an Eighth Tribulation forbidden creature?
“Although these Chaos overlords can use many Eighth Tribulation moves, they are ultimately inferior to true Eighth Tribulation cultivators when it comes to controlling laws,” said Thousand-Hands. “As long as you reach the Eighth Tribulation realm, it won’t be difficult to kill one.”
“I understand,” replied Meng Chuan with a nod. However, he knew that it was very difficult. The number of Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminences born in his home universe’s River of Spacetime could be counted on one hand.
Meng Chuan wasn’t belittling himself, but he knew how difficult this path was.
“Oh, you are an Essence Soul Tribulation Eminence. It’s somewhat difficult for you to reach the Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation realm.” Thousand-Hands nodded slightly.
Meng Chuan didn’t say a word. No matter how difficult it was, he had to endure it.
“Don’t fret.” Thousand-Hands laughed, somewhat smug. “If it’s just for you to kill a Chaos overlord, there’s no need for you to come to Dry Origin Mountain. In the endless spacetime, there are plenty of Chaos overlords. You were made to come to Dry Origin Mountain because Master is benevolent. He wants to give fated people like you a boost in cultivation.”
“A boost in cultivation?” Meng Chuan’s eyes lit up. A boost from an Eternal existence? It definitely won’t be trivial. What kind of boost will it be?
Meng Chuan didn’t feel any benefits when he arrived at Dry Origin Mountain. He only felt the time flow differently.
Dry Origin Mountain’s time flow was 33 times faster than his home universe.
33 years on Dry Origin Mountain was a year in his homeworld. However, it also depleted his lifespan; it wasn’t of much help.
“Dry Origin Mountain imprisons 31 Chaos overlords and 56,800 Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures,” said Thousand-Hands. “These Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures will be of help to your cultivation.”
Meng Chuan was shocked by the number of Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures. In order to gather Seventh Tribulation forbidden creature Life Cores, Fiend Mountain’s owner had spent a lot of effort to set up Chaos Turbid River. However, he still needed a long time to gather them slowly.
Dry Origin Mountain had over 50,000 Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures?
“Chaos creatures can devour matter. They can also devour life and make themselves become stronger. They can even commit fratricide by devouring other Chaos creatures,” said Thousand-Hands. “After devouring their kind, they can absorb the talents of the devoured Chaos creature, making them stronger.”
Meng Chuan nodded.
Forbidden creatures grew stronger by constantly eating. This was the envy of many cultivators.
“All existences’ laws are based on time and space. They can be comprehended and grasped,” said Thousand-Hands. “The devouring and strengthening of Chaos creatures is also a type of law. Master has already set the law on Dry Origin Mountain… Here, as long as one kills a Chaos creature, they can completely absorb the Chaos creature’s powers into themselves.
“Chaos creatures can only absorb a small portion of the devoured powers. The rules set by Master allow you to absorb the Chaos creatures fully as long as you kill them. Furthermore, what’s absorbed will be most suitable for yourself,” said Thousand-Hands. “This can allow you to have many talents, allowing your cultivation path to be much smoother. With your perception, the Paint Dao mystic technique, and the Chaos talents that Dry Origin Mountain gives you… you can only blame yourself for not being capable enough if you can’t reach the Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation realm.”
Meng Chuan was pleasantly surprised.
With the Heaven Splitting Blade, his path toward the Heaven Splitting law became much smoother. If he killed Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures and obtained all sorts of talents, such as the time lineage talent, it would be much easier for him to comprehend the temporal law.
He was truly lucky to obtain an opportunity bestowed by an Eternal existence.
“Can I kill Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures at will?” asked Meng Chuan.
“Dream on.” Thousand-Hands shot a glance at Meng Chuan. “They are all Chaos creatures that were captured because they violated Master’s orders. There are only so many of them! They still have to be used as a ‘test’ for future fated juniors. You can only kill one Chaos creature every 5,000 years. You can only kill a maximum of ten Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures. You are not allowed to kill any more than that. You are only allowed to kill one Chaos overlord. If you kill one, you will pass the test. You will then have to leave Dry Origin Mountain to meet Master.”
Meng Chuan understood. Although there were some restrictions, it was still very good. This was indeed a great help to cultivation. Eternal existences were extraordinary in what they did.
“On account of the fine wine you served, I’ll give you another piece of intelligence. This is information on all the Chaos creatures that are imprisoned in Dry Origin Mountain.” Thousand-Hands waved his hand and threw out a golden plate. “Quickly read it; return it to me after reading it.”
Meng Chuan received it in delight. Sensing it with a thought, a vast amount of information surged into his mind.
“Thank you, Senior Thousand-Hands.” Meng Chuan memorized it and returned the golden plate.
“Those that irk me don’t get this intelligence. I get them to figure things out slowly.” Thousand-Hands smiled smugly, and his eyes turned round. “Alright, I’ll continue sleeping. Don’t wake me up before you pass the test.” He walked to his original position and lay down. His eight paws adjusted his posture as he hugged himself comfortably and continued sleeping.
Meng Chuan was somewhat glad.
Whether or not he gave him the intelligence depended on Thousand-Hand’s whims. Without intelligence, it was almost impossible to figure out the attributes of more than 50,000 forbidden creatures. Even if he fought them, it was very difficult to figure out everything about the forbidden creatures.
Furthermore, many forbidden creatures were too strange and difficult to deal with.
Dry Origin Mountain has 31 Chaos overlords. There are 569 peak Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures and 9,803 top Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures. There are also more than 40,000 ordinary Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures. Each creature has their own strengths.
Meng Chuan stood there and pondered over the intelligence for a long time, considering which Chaos creatures were suitable as targets. Wind blew from the mountain, causing Meng Chuan to wake up suddenly.
He looked at the silent Dry Origin Mountain.
Thousand-Hands was sleeping soundly. All the Chaos creatures had been sealed; they were in a state of Time Stillness.
In the entirety of Dry Origin Mountain… only he was lucid. For a very long foreseeable future, he would live here alone.
Chapter 723 - Black Fiend Hall's Enemy
At a cave entrance on Dry Origin Mountain was a faint glow in the cave, which had its depths hardly perceptible. Meng Chuan flew to the cave entrance.
This is the entrance to the prison that imprisons the Chaos creatures? Meng Chuan learned a lot of information from Thousand-Hands. He carefully read through the information before walking into the cave. Mountain Dry Origin was very friendly to cultivators like him. Apart from fighting Chaos creatures, there were no other dangers.
Meng Chuan entered the cave and entered a vast space; he had appeared in a dark-red void.
This is the prison? Meng Chuan stood in midair and looked around.
The dark-red void was split into tens of thousands of spatial cells. Only one Chaos creature was imprisoned in each spatial cell.
The spatial cells also had their own rules. The highest level had 31 spatial cells, and each prison cell was extremely large. One could vaguely see the imprisoned creatures inside. All of them were Chaos overlords.
Chaos overlords? Meng Chuan looked into the distance. Even though they had been sealed and time had stopped, these Chaos overlords were still alive. Meng Chuan instinctively felt panic and fear when he saw these lifeforms.
Among these Chaos overlords, the largest one was comparable to a river zone. Its body was like a miniature universe, and there were worlds on its surface. These worlds were currently in a state of nirvana.
The strangest Chaos overlord was a vast law. This was a law that had its own will; one couldn’t see its appearance with the naked eye. Meng Chuan learned from Thousand-Hands’s intelligence that this seemingly empty cell imprisoned a Chaos overlord formed from laws.
There was also a Chaos overlord that looked like a human. He sat cross-legged with his eight arms relaxed. He was only 1,000 feet tall…
Most Chaos overlords had terrifying bodies. They could even devour high-level worlds…
These Chaos overlords represented the most terrifying lifeforms beneath Eternals in endless spacetime.
There are even more Seventh Tribulation Chaos creatures. Meng Chuan looked at the layers of spatial cells beneath the 31 spatial cells.
The further down one went, the smaller the spatial cells became. The Chaos creatures imprisoned there were also weaker.
For example, the Chaos overlords imprisoned at the highest levels were imprisoned despite having bodies the size of a river zone. This showed how large the spatial cell was.
I can fight some weaker Seventh Tribulation forbidden creatures. Meng Chuan was filled with zeal. He could kill at most one in 5,000 years. He believed that his strength would definitely improve in 5,000 years. When the time came, he could obtain greater Chaos creature talents by killing a powerful one. He wasn’t in a hurry to kill one now.
During his normal cultivation, he could verify his insights through combat with the forbidden creatures.
Swoosh.
Meng Chuan transformed into a stream of light and flew toward one of the spatial cells at the bottom. Even in the lowest cells, there were Chaos creatures that had reached the Seventh Tribulation realm inside. They also possessed talent skills powered by Origins laws.
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Dry Origin Mountain’s time flow was 33 times faster than his home universe’s. More than 90% of Meng Chuan’s Essence Soul Origins was on Dry Origin Mountain. He focused on cultivation and combat.
Black Fiend Hall headquarters.
“Li Rainbow, isn’t this City Lord Eastcalm too much? After becoming a Seventh Tribulation Eminence, he didn’t focus on cultivating. Instead, he targeted our Black Fiend Hall time and time again.” Hall Master Nightmare was also somewhat vexed. “As long as our Black Fiend Hall takes action on a large scale and wants to slaughter and plunder some prosperous places, City Lord Eastcalm will appear and take action. How can an Essence Soul Seventh Tribulation Eminence have the cheek to attack Sixth and Fifth Tribulation Eminences?”