Creating Heavenly Laws

A large number of ninth-rank aliens were fleeing towards the inner area of the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm.

The main continent of the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm is divided into three areas: the outer area, the inner area, and the core area.

The outer area is the smallest, which is why the ninth-rank evolvers of human civilization were able to form a blockade and force all the ninth-rank aliens into that distant canyon.

Compared to the outer area, the inner area is much more vast.

With the current number of human civilization evolvers, it's impossible to cover the entire inner area.

Those ninth-rank aliens who flee to the inner area will quickly escape the pursuit of human civilization.

Of course, the safety of the inner area is only temporary.

Once a hundred years pass and the secret realm begins to close, any strong being not in the outer area will be eradicated by the secret realm.

Lin Yuan stood in the void, watching as the many aliens frantically fled, but he did not pursue them.

With tens of thousands of ninth-rank aliens scattering in all directions, even if Lin Yuan maintained his power of two billion layers of space, it would be difficult to kill them all.

Moreover, the fact that these alien strong beings were actively fleeing to the inner area was exactly what Lin Yuan wanted, saving him the trouble of having to take action.

"Milky Way Star Lord, those ninth-rank aliens have hidden in the inner area. We probably can't do much now," Doko said as he approached and stood behind Lin Yuan, his tone filled with shame.

The vastness of the inner area was one factor.

Another was that the many native life forms scattered throughout the area were extremely powerful.

If human civilization were to form a blockade in the inner area as they did in the outer area, they might not even find the ninth-rank aliens before being overwhelmed by the native life forms.

"It doesn't matter," Lin Yuan shook his head.

Hearing this, Doko felt slightly relieved.

He was worried that the Milky Way Star Lord might harbor resentment.

After all, their previous plan involved the Milky Way Star Lord taking 90% of the rewards for each ninth-rank alien killed.

But now, with all the aliens fleeing to the inner area, the number of ninth-rank aliens killed would be very few, which would result in fewer rewards for the Milky Way Star Lord.

"But with the Milky Way Star Lord's strength, he could easily chase them down and leave at least a few hundred ninth-rank aliens behind," Doko thought to himself, though he dared not ask more questions. He had his own suspicions.

The Milky Way Star Lord had taken on four opponents, including the Son of the Tree World and the Dragon Scale King, and had used some sort of explosive secret art.

And such secret arts usually come with a price, such as a period of weakness afterward.

Perhaps this was why the Milky Way Star Lord didn't pursue the fleeing aliens? Could it be that after suppressing the Son of the Tree World and the other three legendary ninth-rank beings, the Milky Way Star Lord had indeed paid some price?

With this thought, Doko found it much more reasonable.

"Since these aliens have fled to the inner area, let's make sure they don't come out again," Lin Yuan said quietly, hands behind his back.

"Of course!" Doko nodded.

He looked at the fleeing ninth-rank aliens, his eyes filled with killing intent.

In truth, Doko could fully understand the actions of these ninth-rank aliens.

Even if they were to die, they didn't want to make it easy for human civilization.

If Doko were in their position, he would likely make the same choice.

But understanding is one thing; actually doing it is another.

Since these aliens are so eager to die in the secret realm, then let them die.

Although hiding in the inner area reduced the income of the ninth-rank evolvers of human civilization, it also meant a significant loss for the aliens.

Not only would they gain nothing from this venture into the secret realm, but they would also lose an avatar.

In the distance beyond the canyon, many ninth-rank strong beings who had been watching the battle were now filled with mixed emotions.

When the Son of the Tree World, the Dragon Scale King, and the other legendary ninth-rank beings appeared, they had thought that the situation would change.

At the very least, the invincible Milky Way Star Lord would be restrained.

But now it seemed that these four legendary ninth-rank beings could not even hold out for long against the Milky Way Star Lord.

"How exactly did the Milky Way Star Lord cultivate?"

"So terrifying. Fortunately, our race has no major conflicts with human civilization."

"Those peak races must be feeling heartache now."

The emotions of the various ninth-rank strong beings varied—some were amazed, some were shocked, some found it unbelievable, and others were gloating.

Deep within the vast universe, in a certain layer of space.

This was also a cosmic secret realm, incredibly vast, with an ancient dark green tree towering in the center.

The ancient tree reached the sky, its roots covering the entire cosmic secret realm.

Next to this towering ancient tree, a much shorter tree swayed gently.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the flow of time on the surface of the towering ancient tree was vastly different from that of the main universe.

In the main universe, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or even a million years might pass, but for this towering ancient tree, it might have only been a day or a month.

Suddenly, the aura of the smaller ancient tree subtly changed.

"Child, what's wrong?" The towering ancient tree immediately noticed, its surface time flow returning to normal. It sent out a faint mental wave, asking the smaller tree with great affection.

This was the Mother of the Tree World, an eleventh-rank lifeform capable of negotiating with the Strongest Ones.

In the vast universe, there were indeed some eleventh-rank lifeforms, but those who could make the Strongest Ones hesitate to force their will were rare. The Strongest Ones were incredibly domineering.

Perhaps they might act as gentle elders to their kin, but towards other races, they generally took a stance of "submit or perish."

This was true for human civilization, the Insect Race, and the Tianyu Clan.

The Mother of the Tree World looked at the smaller ancient tree with warmth. It was a unique lifeform in the universe. After growing to the eleventh rank, it had no concept of kin.

Until the birth of this smaller ancient tree.

The smaller ancient tree was not born from the Mother of the Tree World but was instead nurtured from the Tree World itself, just as the Mother of the Tree World had been.

"Mother," the smaller tree also sent out a mental wave, tinged with doubt. "Do you think our Tree World race's talent truly surpasses that of all other beings in the universe?"

"Of course," the massive Mother of the Tree World replied with a smile. "The universe is vast and full of countless lifeforms, but our Tree World race is unique. Our talent and potential naturally surpass all others."

"But what about the Strongest Ones?" the smaller tree immediately asked.

The Strongest Ones refrained from forcing the Mother of the Tree World because she possessed the ability to ensure they would gain nothing from it. However, in terms of strength and other aspects, the Mother of the Tree World was far inferior to the Strongest Ones.

"The Strongest Ones..." The Mother of the Tree World was momentarily speechless.

There were many Strongest Ones in the universe, and some of them had experienced far less time than she had.

"The Strongest Ones are an exception," the Mother of the Tree World finally said after some thought. "Becoming a Strongest One has little to do with talent."

"But below the level of the Strongest Ones, our Tree World race certainly stands above all. Perhaps there are other special lifeforms in the universe whose talent rivals ours, maybe even slightly surpasses it, but they're still on the same level."

The Mother of the Tree World spoke with confidence.

"But Mother, not long ago, an emissary from the Insect Race asked me to send an avatar to the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm to deal with the Milky Way Star Lord of human civilization..."

The smaller tree began to explain.

"Yes," the Mother of the Tree World nodded. She knew little about the Milky Way Star Lord, as his rise had been too recent—less than a century.

And the Mother of the Tree World, most of the time, maintained a vastly different time flow from the outside world to extend her life as long as possible.

The Tree World race indeed had an extraordinarily long lifespan, but without becoming a Strongest One, they were still just beings within the river of time, unable to achieve eternity.

The last time she woke up was over a million years ago.

"My avatar was killed by the Milky Way Star Lord, and he did it without relying on any external power," the smaller tree said, a trace of confusion in its tone.

Even after watching the video of the Milky Way Star Lord in action, when it finally faced him, it began to doubt itself.

Which of us is the real special lifeform—me, or the Milky Way Star Lord?

"Killed by the Milky Way Star Lord?"

The Mother of the Tree World fell silent. "And he didn't use any external power?"

The 'external power' referred to here means higher-level treasures or life-saving items.

For example, the 'Time Black Hole' of the 'Maduo' Walker.

"Milky Way Star Lord..." The Mother of the Tree World extended her awareness beyond the Tree World, starting to receive all the information that had occurred during her slumber, including many details about the Milky Way Star Lord.

Breaking the myth of the eighth rank.

The youngest ninth-rank being in the history of human civilization...

"Child..."

After a long time, the Mother of the Tree World finally sent out another mental wave. "Don't worry about the Milky Way Star Lord."

"No matter how talented or powerful he is, if he doesn't become a Strongest One, he definitely won't outlive you."

The Mother of the Tree World thought for a long time before finally coming up with a reason to comfort her child.

The Tree World race had an unimaginably long lifespan. The years experienced by the small tree at the ninth rank already exceeded a hundred or a thousand times those of a normal eleventh-rank lifeform.

"The Milky Way Star Lord won't outlive me..." The small tree felt somewhat unsettled by these words.

Tianyu Clan.

Numerous tenth-rank and eleventh-rank Celestial Lords were watching the 'video footage' in front of them.

The footage showed Lin Yuan in the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm, killing the 'Son of the Tree World,' the 'Dragon Scale King,' and other legendary ninth-rank beings.

"In this battle, the number of space layers opened by the Milky Way Star Lord is indeed around 200M, consistent with the power he displayed when killing Huny."

"Furthermore, the Milky Way Star Lord has mastered a type of explosive secret art, allowing him to temporarily unleash more than double his own strength."

"This type of explosive secret art must come with significant drawbacks. Otherwise, with the Milky Way Star Lord's strength, he should have continued to pursue the enemies, but instead, he watched as our strong ones fled into the inner area."

One by one, the tenth and eleventh-rank Celestial Lords of the Tianyu Clan analyzed the information from the 'video footage,' trying to deduce the exact capabilities of the Milky Way Star Lord.

They had paid a high price to invite a legendary ninth-rank being into the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm specifically to probe the limits of the Milky Way Star Lord.

The goal was to better counter the Milky Way Star Lord in future large-scale battles.

In the eyes of the Tianyu Clan's tenth and eleventh-rank Celestial Lords, the Milky Way Star Lord was destined to become a significant force on the large battlefield in the future.

If they did not understand the Milky Way Star Lord's true limits now, they might end up sending tenth-rank beings of lesser strength, only to have them sacrificed. Wouldn't that be a waste?

Even at the tenth rank, the weakest level beings are the core strength of their race and cannot be casually sacrificed.

This is especially true for the peak races. For the strong races, tenth-rank beings are the pillars of their race.

Mysterious Emperor's Secret Realm.

Lin Yuan's figure vanished, reappearing in the deepest part of the secret realm.

At the same time, he was sensing every detail within the secret realm, particularly in the inner area where the many alien strong beings had fled.

To avoid revealing too much of his strength and to keep his status as the master of the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm a secret, Lin Yuan couldn't directly kill these ninth-rank aliens.

He had to wait until the secret realm closed and they were all eradicated by the realm itself, at which point he could collect their remains.

"Eight thousand seven hundred and ninety-two ninth-rank aliens..." Through his control of the secret realm, Lin Yuan easily identified all the aliens in the inner area.

"How much can I gain from so many ninth-rank aliens?" A smile appeared on Lin Yuan's face.

Since the Mysterious Emperor's secret realm first opened, over two hundred ninth-rank secret treasures had been obtained from those who attempted to remain in the secret realm and were eradicated.

It doesn't seem like much, but the ninth-rank beings who tried to stay in the secret realm were prepared to die, so most of their treasures were taken out through various means.

That's why the total number of ninth-rank secret treasures doesn't exceed three hundred.

But now, the situation is different for the eight thousand or so ninth-rank aliens hiding in the inner area.

They had no such preparations, and their secret treasures and weapons were still with them. While not all of them were extremely valuable, the sheer quantity made up for it.

"Perfect."

"What I need most for cultivating the 'Mysterious Emperor's Body' are various resources, whether secret treasures or weapons. They can all serve as nourishment for the 'Mysterious Emperor's Body'."

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

The three great Guardian Secret Arts of the Mysterious Sovereign Lineage include the so-called indestructible "Mysterious Emperor's Body," which requires a large number of universe crystals for cultivation, as well as various other resources.

Secret treasures, weapons, and the like can all be devoured and transformed into the foundation of the "Mysterious Emperor's Body."

With "Mysterious Emperor's Strike" and "Steps of Time and Space," Lin Yuan could rely on his unparalleled insight to quickly master and perfect them.

But the "Mysterious Emperor's Body" is fundamentally about accumulating resources. This is something that cannot be achieved through insight alone; it requires a massive investment of real resources.

Lin Yuan's true body was not the only one cultivating the "Mysterious Emperor's Body"; his two Primal Spirits also needed to cultivate it, so the demand for resources was immense.

But with nearly ten thousand aliens' contributions, Lin Yuan was confident that his progress in cultivating the "Mysterious Emperor's Body" would be rapid.

In fact, even if Lin Yuan obtained those secret treasures and weapons, he couldn't easily take them out, as they could be easily recognized.

So he might as well use them all as nourishment for the "Mysterious Emperor's Body," saving himself the trouble of acquiring other resources for cultivating this secret art.

"The priority now is to quickly refine the core of the secret realm."

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, and a yellow crystal appeared in front of him.

Even when he had fought the "Son of the Tree World" and the other legendary ninth-rank beings, Lin Yuan had continued to refine the core of the secret realm.

The strong beings watching the battle all believed that Lin Yuan had gone all out to suppress the "Son of the Tree World" and the other three legendary ninth-rank beings, even resorting to using explosive secret arts.

Little did they know that Lin Yuan had merely been toying with them. Of the 2 billion layers of space he commanded, he had only used 200M.

As for the so-called explosive secret art? Once "Mysterious Emperor's Strike" is mastered, it can become a 'permanent state,' with each strike exceeding his own limits.

Apart from the high consumption, there was no price to pay.

As for why he didn't pursue them, it was merely a matter of letting things take their course.

Those ninth-rank aliens who fled into the inner area would eventually be eradicated by the secret realm, and their treasures, weapons, and even bodies would fall into Lin Yuan's hands.

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, a year had gone by.

Lin Yuan's refinement of the core of the secret realm had also reached its final stage.

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