Chapter 422

“True Self Oath?”

Lin Qing smiled and said, “For Boundary Gods and Primordial Ancestors, is the binding power of the True Self Oath really that strong? Besides, there is no absolutely trustworthy oath—otherwise, the Primordial Realm would not have perished in the first place.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor shook his head, “At least it proves I speak truth, does it not? If defeat is overwhelmingly likely, what is the point of holding on?”

“The Boundary Primordial Ancestor occupies the highest position among future-rule cultivators,” Lin Qing said. “Does the Boundary Primordial Ancestor not understand that the future is inherently uncertain?”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor raised an eyebrow slightly, studied him, then asked, “Decided?”

“The Primordial Realm was destroyed by Star Abyss,” Lin Qing said.

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor said, “Does the Primordial Realm truly have such a deep connection to you? You are merely a being born in the new Primordial Realm—do you truly care about its karmic ties?”

He shook his head slightly, “Moreover, the Void God Clan did not act only because the True Self Oath forbade them from striking their allied clans—but if the Three Realms Gods had not turned a blind eye, how could our Star Abyss Primordial Ancestors have had the chance to destroy the Primordial Realm?”

“Is that so?” Lin Qing said. “Why destroy the Primordial Realm? Just because of Princess Su?”

“In this endless chaos, very few things merit our attention—but she violated our taboos.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor said calmly, “Originally, killing Princess Su alone would have sufficed. The fault lies solely with the Primordial Realm’s master, who used a chaotic artifact to imprint her soul onto the Primordial Realm’s origin, binding her fate to its existence like a divine realm’s sovereign. To prevent her resurrection, we had no choice but to destroy the Primordial Realm.”

He looked at Lin Qing, “But you are not Princess Su. You could easily become a friend of our Star Abyss. If you wish, a seat among the Cosmic Gods is yours—what do you say?”

“Is that so?”

Lin Qing smiled, “If Star Abyss devours the entire main universe, leaving only ruins, what meaning does the Cosmic God seat hold?”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor frowned slightly, “We will not drain the pond to catch the fish—only consume portions of the main universe’s origin.”

“The Void God Clan can do the same,” Lin Qing said calmly.

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor stared at him, slowly saying, “So there is nothing to discuss?”

Lin Qing said nothing.

“Enough.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor gave a slight nod, cast one final glance at him, then vanished without a trace.

This miniature universe likewise collapsed into nothingness.

Lin Qing stood amidst the starry void, frowning slightly.

Perhaps the Boundary Primordial Ancestor spoke truth—Star Abyss truly had a better chance of victory, and truly would grant him a Cosmic God seat.

But… could Star Abyss truly be controlled?

From the information he saw on the carvings at the door of the End Universe Temple, the collision and plunder between Star Abyss and the Cosmic Tree had overwhelmed even this vast main universe—could these three Star Abyss Primordial Ancestors truly control Star Abyss?

Even the three Void God Clan Boundary Gods regarded the Cosmic Tree as supreme, never daring to speak of “control”—the Void God Clan were more like children or vassals of the Cosmic Tree.

Whether the Void God Clan or the Star Abyss Demon Clan ultimately prevailed, neither could guarantee the safety of the main universe.

Even if one swore an oath, what then?

“Neither the Cosmic Tree nor Star Abyss can be controlled.”

Lin Qing’s gaze turned cold, “Even if the main universe is devoured and reduced to ruins, if these Boundary Gods and Primordial Ancestors do not intervene—or cannot—this does not violate their oaths.”

Thus, neither the Star Abyss Demon Clan nor the Void God Clan could be trusted.

Entrusting one’s fate to the whim of the powerful is like duckweed drifting on water—rising or sinking, entirely beyond one’s control.

“I must rely on myself…” Lin Qing took a deep breath.

He knew clearly.

He held three cards capable of changing everything.

The Anti-Entropy Being.

The mysterious End Universe Temple.

And… he himself might yet become the Sovereign of a Divine Realm, mastering the Ultimate Chaotic Rule!

The theoretically strongest level of Divine Realm Sovereign.

“First, achieve Ultimate—then forge a Pillar-level Core Artifact…”

The Ultimate position would descend in two million years; Lin Qing no longer wasted time, continuing his journey through the universe.

…

Star Abyss.

This strange celestial body, seemingly composed of countless worlds layered upon one another, as vast as the main universe, held at its deepest core the Star Abyss’s heart.

Within this final layer, a terrifying eye—vast as a miniature universe—gazed down upon the endless Star Abyss, even peering through its rifts with wild, ravenous hunger at the boundless main universe.

A shadow coalesced into a black-robed figure—it was the Boundary Primordial Ancestor.

“Boundary, you failed?”

With a low voice, an overwhelming stench of blood and chaotic will descended, forming a figure clad in yellow robes.

“Old Day,” the Boundary Primordial Ancestor said coolly. “Lin Qing harbors deep hostility toward our clan. No need to waste time on him.”

“Given up?”

The Old Day Primordial Ancestor growled, “He carries second-generation God Clan blood. Once he unlocks the method to open a dual-rule inner universe, he will inevitably achieve Ultimate. After eons, becoming a Divine Realm Sovereign will be no great feat. If the God Clan later crafts him a core artifact and he cultivates a Pillar-level Cosmic Treasure, they will gain another peak combatant!”

The highest beings below Cosmic Gods are dual-rule Divine Realm Sovereigns—once they possess a Pillar-level Cosmic Treasure, they become peak combatants!

Only the Immortal Sovereign and the Tian Du Cosmic Master among all humanity possess such power; the Machine Clan has only one.

Among Star Abyss, only the Mother River Clan holds three peak combatants. The Source Clan and Star Beast Clan lack divine offices and thus cannot wield Cosmic Treasures.

This strength alone can shift the balance of the Chaos Battlefield.

“I understand.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor said coldly, “I cannot stop him from achieving Ultimate or becoming a Divine Realm Sovereign—but when he forges a Pillar-level Cosmic Treasure, that is our opportunity.”

“Opportunity?”

A woman’s light laugh echoed suddenly. A young woman in hemp robes emerged from nothingness, gazing at the Boundary and Old Day Primordial Ancestors with a faint, knowing smile.

Yan Fu Primordial Ancestor.

She said softly, “You plan to strike when he forges his Pillar-level Cosmic Treasure?”

“Precisely.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor said, “The final step in forging a Pillar-level Cosmic Treasure requires refining three Ultimate beings of past, present, and future to form a triple universe. There are many Ultimate beings of present and past rules—we cannot stop them. But Ultimate beings of future rule? There are only a few.”

Yan Fu Primordial Ancestor looked at him, “You intend to trap him with this? How could he not foresee it?”

“He has no choice.”

The Boundary Primordial Ancestor said, “Humanity has thirty-two transcendent civilizations, plus the Immortal and Lin Yuan realms—only forty-seven Ultimate cultivators of future rule. All forty-seven are Divine Realm Sovereigns. He cannot kill any of them.”

“The Machine Clan is the same.”