Time-Space Storm, The "Lucky" Qianwu Venerable

Lin Yuan recognized the voice as belonging to the guardian beast god Rong Yuan.

The opponent is a cosmic lord who has cultivated the Fire and Void Beast God Path to an extremely high level, and his strength is among the top of the guardian beast gods.

He took a deep breath, and with a flap of his golden wings, he flew into the dark red nebula.

The deeper you go, the higher the temperature becomes, and the more drastic the distortion of space becomes.

Lin Yuan's Xuan Tian Ba ​​Long Armor activated automatically, with a dragon-shaped phantom flowing across his body, isolating him from the high temperatures outside.

Even with the protection of a top-tier treasure armor, his divine power was slowly being depleted, demonstrating the harshness of the environment.

After flying for about fifteen minutes, the nebula ahead suddenly became sparse.

A towering figure, tens of thousands of miles high, floated in the void, its entire body covered in dark red scales, with three pairs of fiery wings spread out behind it, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Guardian Beast God, Lava Abyss.

Before the opponent was a massive vortex with a diameter exceeding hundreds of millions of miles, where crimson-gold flames and silver-white spatial power constantly intertwined and collided.

"A spacetime riot?" Lin Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

"You've come." Lava Abyss turned his head, his figure reflected in his dark golden vertical pupils. "Can you feel the power of this vortex?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "Very strong."

"This is just the aftermath of the riot," Lava Abyss said in a deep voice. "The real core lies deep within the vortex."

He paused, then continued, "Such spacetime disturbances occur periodically in the primordial universe; it's a normal phenomenon in the universe's operation. But this disturbance is exceptionally violent, and if it's not suppressed, it could affect star systems tens of thousands of light-years away."

"What do you need me to do?" Lin Yuan asked directly.

"It's simple. Enter the core of the vortex and help me stabilize the spacetime nodes within it."

"Me alone?"

"That's right!" Lava Abyss nodded. "I need to use divine power to suppress the expansion of the vortex from the outside, otherwise it will spread to light-years away in an instant."

"After I arrived, I realized that the scale of this spacetime riot was abnormal. However, I do not have a clone technique, and any divine power clones that enter will be quickly assimilated. I heard that you have a top-level treasure palace protecting you, so I specifically sent a mission to find you."

He raised his hand and pointed, a dark red light entering Lin Yuan's brow: "This is the coordinates of a spacetime node and a stabilization method. With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult for you to solve."

Lin Yuan closed his eyes to process the information.

The energy interaction regions in the primordial universe often have one or more spacetime nodes, which are key to maintaining spacetime stability.

Once it breaks, it will trigger a spacetime riot, which will quickly spread to a wider area if not dealt with in time.

"I understand." Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a crimson-gold light swirling within them.

"Go, be careful," Lava Abyss instructed. "If you encounter any danger, retreat immediately."

Lin Yuan nodded, and with a flap of his golden wings, he flew into the vortex.

The moment he entered the vortex, a terrifying tearing force acted on him.

That was the strangulation of the dual laws of fire and space; even an ordinary cosmic overlord would have his divine body instantly torn apart if he entered it.

Even if they were to reunite the next moment due to their immortality, the divine power that had been extinguished could not be restored.

Moreover, one would need at least high-grade treasure-level wings or a flying palace to escape the vortex's gravity; otherwise, they would be completely trapped here, watching in despair as their divine power slowly drained away until death...

Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged. The dragon-shaped phantom on the surface of the Xuan Tian Ba ​​Long Armor moved around, weakening the tearing force layer by layer.

At the same time, the Thousand Threads Soul Refining Prison unfolded, with countless silver threads weaving around him into a defensive net that completely neutralized the remaining impact.

He flew towards the depths of the whirlpool.

The deeper one goes, the stronger the suppression from the fundamental laws of fire and space becomes, and the more terrifying the tearing force becomes.

If he hadn't ventured into the mysterious region of the Primordial Star, which is closest to the origin of the universe, he probably would have thought this place was the ocean of primordial laws.

Lin Yuan's divine power was being rapidly depleted, while the Azure Dragon clones carried in the World Ring were continuously replenishing his divine power, creating a delicate balance between the two.

Finally, after flying for about two years, he saw his goal.

They were silver specks of light suspended in the void, three of which were particularly dim and even had fine cracks on their surfaces. Clearly, they were the source of this riot.

"As long as these three nodes are stabilized, the riot will subside." Lin Yuan recalled the stabilization method taught by Rong Yuan.

He took a deep breath and flew to the nearest node. Crimson-gold divine power surged from his palm, transforming into special law runes that wrapped around the light spot, slowly repairing the cracks on its surface.

This is a meticulous process that cannot be neglected in the slightest.

……

time flies.

The battered nodes gradually stabilized, and the depleted energy was gradually replenished.

Eight years passed before Lin Yuan finally completed the repair of the first node. At that moment, it shone brightly with silver light, forcing the surrounding flames back.

He didn't stop and continued flying towards the second node.

Its damage was more severe than the first one, and the repair process was much more difficult. This time, it took him more than a decade to finally stabilize it.

"There's only one left." Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a long period of high-intensity divine power output, even with a portion of the Azure Dragon's body constantly replenishing his energy, he still felt a slight fatigue.

Then comes the third node.

The damage to this node was similar to that of the first one, so the repair was also smooth.

When the last node was repaired, the entire vortex trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson-gold flames and the silvery-white spatial power began to separate, the raging energy gradually subsided, and the vortex's range shrank...

"It's done." Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

……

When Lin Yuan flew out of the vortex, Rong Yuan had already withdrawn his divine power and was waiting there.

"Well done." He nodded, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "Much faster than I expected."

"Many inheritors have carried out this task before, but the fastest of them took hundreds of years, while you solved the problem in less than thirty years, which is rare in the history of the Ancestral God Sect."

With a wave of his hand, a stream of light entered Lin Yuan's Glory Token.

"100 Glory Points have been issued. You can redeem them for a chance to inherit your legacy at any time."

"Thank you, senior." Lin Yuan put away the token and bowed respectfully.

……

The original star.

Three hundred epochs have passed since this event began, and powerful beings from countless races have been vying for opportunities in this mysterious place closest to the origin of the universe.

The original planet, numbered 5631, is shrouded in a crimson-gold mist. Its surface is crisscrossed with ravines, and its dried-up lava riverbeds are as dense as a spider web.

Two figures emerged from the vortex passage. If Lin Yuan were here, he would definitely recognize them as Venerable Qianwu and Venerable Beiming from the Virtual Universe Company lineage.

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"Haha, Primordial Star, here I come again!"

The Venerable Qianwu was in high spirits. The crimson-gold mist was isolated three feet away from him by a domain-type treasure, preventing it from getting close at all.

The Venerable Beiming glanced at him and shook his head helplessly:

"Qian Wu, can't you be a little more discreet? Don't you remember how you died the last two times?"

"How can that be the same?"

The Venerable Qianwu waved his hand dismissively and said:

"I was careless the first two times, but this time I made sure to prepare. Look—"

He took out a small, silver-white shield as if presenting a treasure, and held it horizontally in front of him.

"The Radiant Shield, a top-tier defensive treasure, cost me a fortune to borrow. With it, even attacks from ordinary cosmic overlords can be weakened by 30-40%!"

The Northern Celestial's lips twitched: "You borrowed it?"

"certainly."

The Venerable Qianwu spoke with righteous indignation:

"Though my old friends may say I'm unlucky, they're still reliable when it counts. Radiant Shield, Wind and Thunder Boots, and this..."

He then pulled out a blue bead, beaming with pride:

"The Spirit Rhinoceros Pearl, a treasure for exploration, can detect any disturbance within a radius of 300 million kilometers."

Venerable Beiming took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to retort: ​​"So this time you... came prepared?"

"Of course!"

The Venerable Qianwu put away the treasures one by one, full of confidence: "Beiming, do you believe me or not, I will definitely return with a full load this time, and then pay off all my debts."

Venerable Beiming glanced at him and shook his head helplessly: "You said the same thing last time."

"That's different!"

The Venerable Qianwu said smugly, "I told you the first two times I was just unlucky, this time there will definitely be no problem."

Look, I felt excellent the moment I came in; my understanding of the laws was even clearer than usual. This is an auspicious sign!

The Northern Celestial Venerable's lips twitched, too lazy to reply.

The two flew towards the depths of the primordial star. The Venerable Qianwu chattered on and on, imagining how many treasures he could acquire and how much debt he could pay off. His tone revealed a heroic spirit of "my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens."

The Venerable Beiming followed behind him, and seeing his old friend's rare high spirits, he couldn't bear to discourage him, so he just prayed silently in his heart.

Given the shaman's luck... let's hope so.

……

Half an hour later.

"Dry Witch!"

The Venerable Beiming suddenly grabbed him, pointing to a silver pillar of light shooting into the sky ahead:

"A treasure has been discovered over there!"

Upon closer inspection, Venerable Qianwu saw that the pillar of light was solid and its fluctuations were intense, indicating that it possessed the aura of at least an ordinary supreme treasure, and it was extremely close, less than five million kilometers away.

"Haha! What did I say? A great start! This is a great start!"

The Venerable Qianwu laughed loudly, and his speed suddenly increased:

"Let's go! Hurry and grab it! Don't let anyone else get there first!"

The two transformed into streaks of light and flew swiftly towards the direction where the treasure had been born.

……

When they arrived at the scene, the treasure had just fully solidified, a long sword made entirely of silver-white material hovering in mid-air.

There was no one around.

They were among the first to arrive.

"Hahaha! Heaven is on my side!"

The Venerable Qianwu grabbed the longsword, his old face flushed with excitement: "A high-grade treasure weapon! Beiming, did you see that? A high-grade treasure! I just came in and already got a high-grade treasure; my debts can be paid off all at once!"

Before the words were even finished, dozens of auras appeared within the range of perception from afar.

"There really were people who came, and quite a few of them."

The Venerable Qianwu sheathed his longsword in his world ring, waving his hand dismissively: "But we've already got it. What can they do? Chase us? The Primordial Star is so vast, can they even catch up?"

"Walk!"

The two immediately turned and flew in the opposite direction.

……

However, they underestimated the allure of the treasure to the strong and overestimated their own speed.

In less than half a day.

"Qianwu, the aura behind us is getting closer!"

Venerable Beiming glanced back, his face already somewhat pale.

They sensed at least a dozen auras closely following them, and all of them were faster than them.

The leading ones were especially terrifying, clearly at the level of cosmic overlords.

Even the Venerable Qianwu could no longer laugh.

He desperately urged his divine power to accelerate, but the aura behind him not only did not move further away, but instead got closer and closer.

"Dry Witch, what should we do?"

"...Let me think about it some more."

Cold sweat beaded on the forehead of the Venerable Qianwu.

……

Another hour passed.

Virtual universe, a public channel for humankind.

A distress message suddenly popped up, instantly igniting the entire channel.

[SOS! SOS! On Primitive Planet 5631, Bei Ming and I are being hunted by dozens of powerful alien beings!]

[The enemy has at least three cosmic overlords. We've taken the treasure and now they're watching us; we can't shake them off! The situation is critical! Requesting backup!]

Sender: Venerable Qianwu.

The entire public channel was silent for a full three seconds, after which messages flooded in.

"Qian Wu? Didn't he just arrive on the Primordial Star?"

"How long has he been inside? Has it been two hours?"

"He was chased down in just two hours? And there were three cosmic overlords involved. What kind of treasure did he take?"

"It's not about what he took... it's just that he's always so unlucky."

Send me the coordinates, I'll see if I can get there in time.

"Stop looking. There aren't many Hongmeng experts on Primordial Star No. 5631 at all. Even the nearest member of our clan would take half a day to get there..."

"Half a day? Facing the pursuit of three cosmic overlords, he can hold out for half a day?"

Silence fell over the channel again.

Everyone knows the answer.

The SOS messages from the Venerable Ganwu are still flooding the screen:

They're too fast, we can't shake them off!

[Bei Ming's divine body has begun to deteriorate!]

[Another alien race is closing in from other directions; they're blocking our retreat!]

His tone shifted from initial panic to anxiety, and then to near despair.

Every sentence seemed to be telling a story of a well-known ending—

The Venerable Qianwu is about to perish yet again.

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