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Chapter 728
🕑 Added 2025-11-24 05:00:02 +0000 UTCTwo thousand years of slumber had left Lin Yuan’s mental will completely relaxed, allowing it to drift freely without restraint.
Lin Yuan didn’t attempt to suppress or control it, simply letting this dispersal unfold.
One thread of his consciousness drifted aimlessly for an unknown length of time, seemingly entering a layer of dreamscape.
It arrived within an incomparably majestic and towering palace.
The palace was unimaginably vast, its countless steps stretching endlessly into the unknown.
“This place...”
This wisp of Lin Yuan’s will had no thoughts or doubts.
It simply climbed the infinite staircase step by step, guided purely by instinct.
Time passed—how long, he didn’t know.
Eventually, he reached the end of the staircase.
There, a towering, majestic gate of light stood tall and unmoving. Its presence seemed to be the source of all things—silently influencing timelines, dimensions, heavens, and all living beings.
And at the threshold of that radiant gate, a blurry figure leaned idly against it.
The figure’s face was indistinct. Lin Yuan could only vaguely make out that it rested its chin on its right hand, eyes closed, as if asleep.
Though it appeared to be casually reclining beneath the majestic gate, the aura it faintly emitted surpassed even the gate itself. With every breath it took, countless timelines trembled, the entire cosmos and infinite dimensions seemed to be birthed within its exhalations.
Boom!
The next moment—
Lin Yuan awoke.
“Hmm?”
A flicker of surprise crossed his face.
“That dream?”
During his two-thousand-year sleep, Lin Yuan’s will had wandered freely, conjuring countless absurd and fantastical dreams.
But this one—set within a boundless palace, with that towering gate of light and the blurred figure leaning against it—left a deep impression on him.
“Was it just an illusion, or…”
Lin Yuan was uncertain. He couldn’t determine whether the dream was real or not. But that gate of light bore a striking resemblance to the Gate of Myriad Realms buried deep in his mind.
“Was I influenced by the Gate of Myriad Realms?”
He pondered silently. He had a vague feeling this dream wasn’t simple. Perhaps it carried some sort of hidden message. That blurry figure leaning against the gate might even be the previous master of the Gate of Myriad Realms?
“Or maybe it really was just a dream.”
Lin Yuan mulled it over. Though he paid some attention to the dream, he didn’t dwell on it too much.
After all, his mind had been completely unshackled, and the dreams he experienced were all wildly illogical, utterly fantastical.
If it weren’t for the resemblance between the gate in his dream and the Gate of Myriad Realms, he wouldn’t have thought twice about it.
Just a dream.
“It’s time to attempt the breakthrough to Rank Thirteen.”
Lin Yuan gathered his thoughts.
After two thousand years of complete rest, he felt better than ever.
This “better” wasn’t about energy—it was a deeper sense of fulfillment.
Like someone who had starved for a long time, suddenly finding themselves well-fed.
“Time to say goodbye first.”
With a thought, Lin Yuan prepared.
He didn’t know how long breaking through to Rank Thirteen would take.
In many of the future timelines, the moment he broke through the time loop remained uncertain.
It could be a few hundred years. Or tens of thousands.
If it took tens of thousands of years, then it made sense to bid farewell to his family and friends before starting.
After all, it had only been tens of thousands of years since humanity first stepped out of their home universe.
Milky Way Chaos Continent.
Xuanyuan the Strongest One and eight other strongest ones from the home universe appeared together.
“Milky Way, you…”
Xia Qin the Strongest One looked at the figure standing not far away.
“I’ve decided to attempt Rank Thirteen now.”
Lin Yuan looked at Xia Qin and the others, speaking calmly.
“Attempt Rank Thirteen?”
Xia Qin’s expression shifted slightly.
Not long ago, the Chaos Void had seen the birth of the eighth Time Being.
But that didn’t mean the success rate for breaking through to Rank Thirteen had improved.
On the contrary, the odds of a peak Chaos evolver reaching Rank Thirteen had always been abysmally low.
Even though Lin Yuan had continuously created miracles, Xia Qin couldn’t help but worry.
“Can’t you wait a bit longer?”
Xuanyuan also looked concerned, believing a delayed breakthrough—after accumulating more—would offer better chances of success.
“The timing doesn’t matter.”
Lin Yuan shook his head.
He had already reached the pinnacle in every aspect.
Even waiting another million or ten million years wouldn’t lead to a fundamental change in strength.
And at this moment, his probability of advancing to Rank Thirteen was still one hundred percent.
“Since you’ve made your decision, Milky Way, then go for it.”
Xia Qin composed himself and spoke.
“If all goes well, I’ll step into Rank Thirteen within tens of thousands of years,” Lin Yuan said, looking at the nine strongest ones.
“But if something goes wrong—and I haven’t emerged in over a hundred thousand years—then the human civilization must initiate the Final Protocol.”
Although all the future timelines he had observed ended with his successful breakthrough—
That didn’t guarantee anything. After all, what he saw didn’t cover all timelines. He couldn’t conclusively determine he’d become a Time Being.
The so-called Final Protocol was built on the premise that Lin Yuan failed to break through and became trapped in the time loop.
At that point, human civilization would keep a low profile, consolidating its power, with thirty-three postnatal universes as its final foundation. Humanity’s prosperity wouldn’t be at risk.
“Alright.”
Xia Qin and the other eight strongest ones fell silent, then nodded.
Home universe.
Mysterious Emperor Secret Realm.
Lin Yuan’s avatar, seated cross-legged, opened his eyes.
“Master,” the six-armed figure—the spirit of the secret realm—immediately turned to him.
“This universe hasn’t entered its rebirth phase yet. It hasn’t birthed any life,” the six-armed figure said at once.
He assumed Lin Yuan was here to observe how a natural universe evolved from destruction to rebirth through changes in Dao and laws.
“I know.”
Lin Yuan glanced outside the secret realm. “It will enter rebirth in thirty-six million years, and the first lifeform will appear in one billion three hundred sixty million years.”
“Huh?”
The six-armed figure blinked.
Having experienced countless cycles of cosmic destruction and rebirth, he knew such timelines couldn’t be accurately predicted. Too many factors played a role.
Especially since this universe had been prematurely destroyed due to a clash between two Chaos Great Saints, making rebirth timing even harder to guess.
But Lin Yuan not only named the rebirth time—he even pinpointed when the first lifeform would appear.
How could that be possible?
The six-armed figure found it unbelievable but dared not question him further.
“It’s time I left.”
Lin Yuan’s avatar stood.
“Leave?”
The six-armed figure was even more confused.
This avatar, hidden in the Mysterious Emperor Secret Realm, could serve as a life-saving fallback—why abandon it?
“I’m about to attempt Rank Thirteen. All fragments of my consciousness must return to my true body.”
Lin Yuan offered a rare explanation.
When breaking through from peak Rank Twelve to Rank Thirteen, it was best to gather all of one’s will.
What if he didn’t? It wouldn’t make a huge difference. The Devil Jade Tower’s master also left behind a sliver of consciousness in the Devil Jade Space before his breakthrough.
But it was ultimately meaningless—just a single sliver couldn’t exert real strength, and would immediately fall into the time loop upon awakening.
“Attempt Rank Thirteen?”
The six-armed figure was stunned.
Rank Thirteen?
Lin Yuan?
Hadn’t he just left the home universe?
And now he was attempting Rank Thirteen?
“If all goes well, you might be able to see your emperor again.”
Lin Yuan smiled faintly, and this avatar faded away.
With his current power, the natural universe’s law that prohibited outsiders was no longer a constraint.
If Lin Yuan wished to enter, he could.
One of the thirty-three postnatal universes.
On a lush, verdant planet.
Lin Shou Cheng and Lin Qiong were vacationing. (Lin Yuan's father and mother)
Just then—
Lin Yuan appeared.
“Little Yuan!”
Lin Qiong called out immediately.
“You haven’t visited us in ages!”
She spoke with a hint of reproach.
“Yeah, not even in the virtual world,” Lin Shou Cheng added.
“I’ve been in seclusion for the past two thousand years,” Lin Yuan said with a smile.
During those two thousand years of sleep, he hadn’t contacted anyone—not even his family.
“How have things been?”
He asked casually.
“Alright, just a bit dull. We spend every day sightseeing,” Lin Shou Cheng said.
“This universe is just too vast,” Lin Qiong added.
“If you’re getting bored, reach out to Little Ling. She’ll find you more fun stuff.”
Lin Yuan smiled.
Little Ling—the spirit of this postnatal universe.
Each of the thirty-three postnatal universes was unimaginably vast, equivalent to several thousand or even ten thousand Void Regions.
They contained countless uniquely featured planets. Even if Lin Shou Cheng and Lin Qiong kept exploring until the Chaos Void’s end, they wouldn’t visit the same place twice.
Besides the various planets, there were also endless entertainment zones. This entire postnatal universe, with its countless lifeforms, was prepared by Lin Yuan specifically for his family.
“I’m going into seclusion again. I don’t know how long it’ll take.”
Lin Yuan said.
“No problem, Little Yuan. Your cultivation comes first,”
Lin Shou Cheng and Lin Qiong said at once. They knew that at Lin Yuan’s level, going into seclusion for a million or even ten million years was entirely normal.
“Mm.”
Lin Yuan nodded.
After chatting with his parents a bit longer—
This avatar too dissipated.
All fragments of Lin Yuan’s consciousness scattered throughout the Chaos Void began returning to his true body.
The two true bodies in the First and Second Source Worlds also retracted all their avatars.
Though the three true bodies were independent in karma, they couldn’t escape the supreme laws of the Dao. Once they chose to attempt Rank Thirteen, all true bodies would fall into the time loop.
Only by breaking free from the loop could they return.
Chaos Void.
Lin Yuan took a step, leaving the Milky Way Chaos Continent, and stood within a desolate stretch of the void.
“Let’s begin.”
His eyes calm, Lin Yuan released the suppression on his life essence.
With that restraint lifted, his essence naturally began to ascend. As it rose, threads of time power began to form, swirling around him.
An immense amount of time power gathered—
Until finally—
Lin Yuan’s Time Loop—
Descended!
Comments
Manar Kinder
I bet, since his cultivation journey has been so short, just a few thousand years, this trail is going to be the opposite, it’s going to make him spend hundreds of millions of years
MrSondabar95
What a time to catch up. nooooo!
