Chapter 212

It is said that in the endless ages past, the Chaos Celestial Lord was one of the oldest beings in the Creation Heavenly Court of the immortal realm.

At that time the Heavenly Court was at its zenith, like the sun at high noon.

Unfortunately, when the thirty‑three heavenly treasures of the Creation Immortal King were summoned by the Electro Mother Celestial Lord and shattered by the Void Shadow of the Eternal Life Gate, the Creation Immortal King himself mysteriously vanished, and along with Hua Celestial Lord, Heavenly Mother, Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, the Black and White Envoys and other ministers and concubines who died or disappeared, the Heavenly Court began to decline. The remaining six ancient beings—Disaster Celestial Lord, Eternal Celestial Lord, Thunder Emperor Celestial Lord, Primordial Chaos Celestial Lord, Killing Celestial Lord, and Chaos Celestial Lord—jointly ruled.

Later the Chaos Celestial Lord fell out of accord with the other five Celestial Lords, quarried, rebelled against the Heavenly Court, and although the five Celestial Lords pursued him together, they could not subdue him.

Subsequently, for reasons unknown, the Chaos Celestial Lord left the immortal realm and entered the lower world, which had become increasingly barren after the invasion of the divine races, broke open the barriers of the Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, Divine Realm, Demon Realm and several other worlds, captured countless strongmen and divine beasts from these realms, and kneaded their flesh and blood into a single mass, forging a placenta‑like artifact of flesh.

This flesh‑placenta artifact is called the Chaos Primordial Embryo, its grade being the highest‑level Supreme Dao Artifact, and by the command of the Chaos Celestial Lord it lies entrenched within this interstellar expanse, awaiting the appearance of a fated person.

Thus is the concrete origin of the Chaos Primordial Embryo, and the true reason why a Celestial Lord‑level being would create a mere Supreme Dao Artifact.

Three words: fated person.

The Chaos Primordial Embryo strictly follows the Chaos Celestial Lord's orders, remaining motionless here, like a dead object.

As ages passed and the seas turned to mulberry fields, or perhaps because the embryo felt too conspicuous and easily attracted attention, countless cultivators came to harass and plunder it; consequently, layers of thick soil, rock and other substances gradually formed on the embryo, sealing it airtight, while drawing innumerable cultivators to live and breed upon it, thus creating the present‑size Chaos Continent.

In short, the embryo is the continent's core.

At this moment, Chen Zheng arrived at the core.

Before him appeared a massive mass of flesh, larger than a star, exuding overwhelming vitality yet giving a sense of impenetrable solidity.

This is the Chaos Primordial Embryo, a smooth, glossy meatball with not a single wrinkle on its surface, making it impossible to bite into or even find a place to put one's mouth.

Swish!

Chen Zheng's body twisted and transformed, becoming the character "super", and in an instant he pierced straight through the meatball's surface as if passing through a wall.

The scene before his eyes shifted; he found himself in a vast crimson world where both sky and ground were drenched in blood‑soaked flesh, the scent of blood so thick it turned into a blood‑mist, rendering visibility extremely low.

The flesh seemed alive, constantly writhing, and emitted a "thump thump thump" sound like a heartbeat, which made anyone who heard it shudder.

It felt as if a person had been swallowed whole by a ferocious beast and ended up inside the beast's belly.

"So many flesh resources; if I were to refine them all, I could surely boost my magical power considerably."

Chen Zheng remained unflustered, his eyes sparkling, already scheming how to exploit the flesh in all directions.

All of this is valuable; it is the Chaos Celestial Lord's creation from the flesh of powerful beings such as Buddha, Divine Emperor, Dragon Emperor, Qilin, Phoenix, Taotie, etc., essentially a giant meatball that can greatly replenish the body.

He did not rush to refine the meatball; instead, his gaze pierced the dense blood‑mist, looking toward the deepest part of the blood‑colored world.

There, endless legions of divine clans stretched as far as the eye could see, densely packed, covering the heavens and earth, their numbers incomprehensible—yet they were not chaotic but orderly, with every 129,600 divine beings forming a great formation.

Within the formation's eye were numerous Void‑Immortal‑level divine lords comparable to Wind White Feather or the Three Transcended Saints, even akin to the cultivation of Jian Shi Divine Lord, commanding the formation; together with many other great formations they interlocked, creating a massive circle that radiated an earth‑shaking, vast aura, sealing the enclosed area tightly.

Inside the encirclement were two individuals: one a young man whose upper body was naked, with a handsome yet sinister face, long thin eyebrows, green eyes, exuding a robust and terrifying aura like a chaos‑born predator that could make the Three Transcended Saints wet themselves in fear.

He turned out to be a Tenfold Immortal, a true immortal at the pinnacle, on par with the Grand Emperor, and should be the 'Huang Xiao Yu' spoken of by Jian Shi Divine Lord, the Son of the Sky‑Wilderness Divine Emperor.

The other was a tall middle‑aged man clad in blood‑colored robes, also at the Tenfold Immortal realm, the spirit of the Chaos Primordial Embryo.

The two were locked in fierce battle within the massive encirclement formed by countless divine clans.

"Chaos Primordial Embryo spirit, cease your futile struggle, kneel obediently and submit, let me absorb your cultivation and the essence of your embryo's flesh, so I may break my shackles and attain the Divine Emperor realm; when that time comes I promise to reward you handsomely!"

Huang Xiao Yu's face was full of cruel smiles as he unleashed the epochal supreme art of the Divine Clan, the Primordial Ancestor Divine Fist, which was even more formidable than Jian Shi Divine Lord's; each move expanded and contracted dramatically, at times like a dragon soaring across the nine heavens, grand and majestic, at other times like traversing the Dao itself, containing ultimate principles, delivering a lethal blow to the blood‑clad man.

"Huang Xiao Yu, you dare not! You think that while I was asleep you could sneak the divine clan's army into my body, arrange a great formation, sever my connection with the embryo's core, and truly suppress me? I tell you, that is a delusional fantasy; today all of your divine clans will be buried here!"

The blood‑clad man's eyes turned blood‑red as he roared; the countless embryo flesh within the encirclement sensed his will, their writhing speed accelerated by tens of thousands of times, spewing endless blood‑qi into his body, making his aura surge ever stronger, his stature growing taller and more imposing, as if the Chaos Celestial Lord possessed him, unleashing an unparalleled palm technique that turned the world into chaos wherever his palm touched, nullifying all laws and clashing with the Primordial Ancestor Divine Fist.

Thus, the two exchanged blows back and forth, and in an instant they had fought billions of strikes, appearing evenly matched.

But Chen Zheng, watching from afar, knew that the blood‑clad man's spirit was unlikely to be a match for Huang Xiao Yu.

Because the many divine clans on the outer battlefield had united into a great formation, the blood‑clad man's spirit could not freely mobilize the flesh power outside the encirclement, weakening its combat strength by several points.

Moreover, Huang Xiao Yu was not as simple as he seemed; Chen Zheng knew he also possessed two half‑immortal‑artifact level treasures.

The blood‑clad man's spirit would eventually be defeated.

However, Chen Zheng did not immediately act to aid the blood‑clad man; instead he stood still, hiding even his breath, quietly observing the battle.

Huang Xiao Yu is protected by a half‑immortal artifact, making him hard to deal with; his clone is refining the Pure Yang Sea in the Boundless Star Palace, which will raise his strength another level before he deals with the opponent.

Furthermore, only by rescuing the blood‑clad man's spirit at the most critical moment would it count as a true act of timely aid, maximizing his own benefit.

When that time comes, even if he were to refine all the flesh within the Chaos Primordial Embryo in one go, the blood‑clad man's spirit would have nothing left to say.

On the other side.

Cultivation Great World.

Hard work pays off; Chen Zheng's clone has already infiltrated the treasury of the White Emperor Trade Association, and besides obtaining dozens of thousands of artifacts and the like, also secured the hidden Creation Fragment inside.

The Creation Fragment Chen Zheng previously obtained from Kun Peng was only half a fingernail in size, whereas this fragment is much larger, comparable to a turtle shell, and the Creation Qi it contains is far beyond that of the earlier fragment.

If he brings it back and lets his main body absorb the Creation Qi with the Three‑Life Stone, the returned nourishment will greatly advance his cultivation.

His clone, however, does not rush to leave the Cultivation Great World; instead, seeing that the largest trade association's Treasure‑Dividing Rock's refining factory is recruiting artifact refiners, he disguises himself as a refiner and slips into the factory, intending to search for the source of all evils hidden deep within the Dividing Treasure Rock, namely the corpse of the Witch Clan Immortal King.

But the corpse of the Witch Clan Immortal King has not yet been found, and today a small trouble arose.

To be precise, it was the mother‑daughter pair Yun Yun and Yun Jin who ran into trouble.

The matter needs to be traced back to an earlier time.

That day he left a transmission token for Yun Jin; after departing Jinxiu Mansion, Yun Yun took the token from her daughter, intending to go herself and capture Chen Zheng.

Yun Yun, being experienced, even with little experience herself, was far beyond what the fledgling Yun Jin could compare to.

She always, in the deep quiet of night, flushed‑cheeked, used the token to send messages to Chen Zheng, expressing admiration for him and asking some bold questions.

For example, "You are so powerful; what kind of woman would you like? What do you think of a widow who lost her husband, is over forty‑thousand years old, yet still retains her charm?"

Or "Would you mind becoming a step‑father to a woman older than you? Between me and my daughter Yun Jin, whose figure is better, who is larger, who has more charm, and if you had to choose one, whom would you pick…"

She is like an innocent, curious child, firing question after question.

Chen Zheng, like a learned mentor, patiently answered all her queries without tiring.

He also stated outright that he did not wish to become a step‑father.

Then, in a joking tone, he asked her back: if possible, could I choose both mother and daughter?

Yun Jin fell silent, not answering for a long while.

She seemed caught between shame and anger, unwilling to deal further with Chen Zheng, the wayward thinker.

She also seemed to be having a heated discussion with her own daughter about the possibility that both of them wanted Chen Zheng.

In short, Yun Jin did not reply to Chen Zheng for two days.

On the night of the third day, still no reply.

Chen Zheng was unsure whether Yun Yun was unwilling to answer or was delayed by some matter and had no time to reply.

Recently, he had stirred up a lot of trouble in the Cultivation Great World, having made enemies with Zhen Yu Hall, Sun-Moon Treasure Pavilion, Heaven-and-Earth Hall, and the Great Yi Sect; members of these forces were scouring the world for him.

If they could not find him, they might target Yun Yun and Yun Jin, since many had seen him enter Jinxiu Mansion and go with Yun Jin to the Nine Tripod Pavilion.

He immediately used the communication token he had left with Yun Jin to sense their location, which turned out to be in the far‑away universe far from the Cultivation Great World.

His heart sank, suspecting the two women were in danger, so he reported a falsehood to Ming Zun, one of the Managers at the Refining Treasure Factory, saying he suddenly had urgent business, and hurriedly left the Cultivation Great World; using the communication token on Yun Yun, he sensed and found the mother and daughter in the universe.

The two women's beautiful faces were filled with panic, slightly pallid, their foreheads dotted with glistening beads of sweat; they stood on a Star River formed from boundless eternal sand, steering the river to shatter star after star ahead, soaring toward the Cultivation Great World while occasionally glancing back, as if some powerful figure were pursuing them.

"Eh? It's Young Master Chen!"

Yun Jin saw Chen Zheng strolling in, surprised at his presence and then felt a sudden joy.

Yun Yun said nothing, merely biting her red lip lightly, her complexion turning two shades paler.

"It's me," Chen Zheng stepped forward, standing before the two women and asked directly, "Who is hunting you?"

"It's the heads of Zhen Yu Hall, Sun-Moon Treasure Pavilion, and Heaven-and-Earth Hall. They pretended to be members of the Zuma Divine Sect, deceiving us into thinking we were going to the Zuma Divine Sect for a big deal, but they turned hostile halfway and tried to kill us," Yun Jin pounded her trembling chest, speaking with lingering fear.

"Then why didn't you send a message to me for help?" Chen Zheng frowned at Yun Yun, the communication token on her.

"You shouldn't have come."

Yun Yun sighed resignedly, her gaze complex as she looked at Chen Zheng: "The true purpose of the heads of the three major merchant guilds hunting mother and daughter is actually to lure you here. But the master of Heaven-and-Earth Hall, the Heaven-and-Earth True Lord, is immensely powerful; a hundred thousand years ago he had already attained Void Immortal status. Even if I sent you a message, you couldn't save us; you'd only be sending yourself to a futile death."

"Oh?"

Chen Zheng stared at her in surprise, not expecting her to speak such words.

He suddenly smiled and asked, "So what do you think of the question I asked you three days ago?"

"W-what question? Could it be the one both mother and daughter want?" Yun Jin was stunned, then became hurried and angry, embarrassed, her ears flushed red, stamping her foot and muttering, "What era is this, he still asks such a question."

Yun Yun, though not as shy as Yun Jin, flushed slightly on her flawless face, then rose like a towering, proud mountain range, staring at Chen Zheng: "If today we can survive the Heaven-and-Earth True Lord's hand, why not serve one husband together with Jin'er?"

"Fine, very well." Chen Zheng laughed, a hearty laugh: "I'm looking forward to you mother and daughter."

Yun Yun, seeing his demeanor, suddenly felt as if she had boarded a thief's ship.

Chen Zheng couldn't possibly stand up to the Heaven-and-Earth True Lord and save the mother and daughter, could he?

No way?

"Why did mother agree without asking me?"

Yun Jin was stunned, an uncontrollable image of herself and her mother serving Chen Zheng in a shameful scene flashing in her mind, forgetting even the danger of a powerful pursuer behind them.

If that were the case, how should she address Yun Yun—mother or sister...?

"Kid, you're the Chen Zheng who killed our son at the Nine Tripod Pavilion? Finally you have the nerve to come out, no longer a shrinking turtle?" At that moment, a cold laugh rang out.

Swish!

In the deep space behind, a dazzling radiance ignited, both the golden brilliance of sunlight and the cool, bright moonlight, illuminating the cosmos.

It was an ancient warship crossing the star sea, bearing a massive battle flag with the grand characters "Sun Moon" swirling like dragons and phoenixes, radiating immense light as if the heavens' sun and moon gathered together.

Beneath the flag stood three figures; on either side were middle‑aged men whose heads bore mixed voids that devoured sun, moon, and stars—a sign of eighth‑level Immortals of Longevity.

The one in the center was a youth in his twenties, yet his eyes bore an age‑inappropriate melancholy; his black‑gold great cloak rustled, his head touched the heavens, his feet stood on the earth, his aura covered the cosmos, possessing both the earth‑like grandeur and the sky‑like loftiness, causing the entire star system to tremble, as if it could not bear his supreme presence and was about to collapse into void.

"That warship is the supreme artifact of the Sun-Moon Treasure Pavilion, the Sun-Moon Treasure Ship; the two middle‑aged men of mixed‑void realm are the masters of Zhen Yu Hall and Sun-Moon Treasure Pavilion, and the youth in the center is the Heaven-and-Earth True Lord. His Heaven-and-Earth Hall ranks ninth in the Cultivation Great World!" Yun Jin rattled off the introduction to Chen Zheng, her voice gravely serious.

(End of Chapter)