Chapter 42

Iloti froze for a moment, sensing the light within the ring, her face filled with disbelief.

Even a Mythic Angel could be stunned.

Watching Iloti’s expression, Su Yu couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What’s wrong?”

“This… is the legacy left behind by Light.”

Iloti’s eyes brimmed with complexity.

Then she began to explain.

Legend has it—

During the Primordial Chaos Era of the Ten Thousand Realms, the Twelve Realm Thrones existed.

They governed all order across the Ten Thousand Realms.

“Primordial Chaos Era?” Su Yu asked, surprised.

“Mm.”

“The history of the Ten Thousand Realms is divided into three great eras: the Ancient Era, the Remote Ancient Era, and the Primordial Chaos Era,” Iloti nodded.

She continued, “Now is the Era of Ten Thousand Clans.”

“Though the Era of Ten Thousand Clans has lasted only 11,520 years so far, the Ancient Era spanned nearly ten million years.”

“Before that, history becomes impossible to trace.”

“I see…” Su Yu mused thoughtfully.

“What happened to the Twelve Realm Thrones later?” Su Yu asked.

“Later, they vanished.”

“Some say they left behind legacy cultivation techniques across the Ten Thousand Realms.”

“This is one of them.”

Iloti gazed complexly at the white ring hovering in midair.

Did the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield have such an ancient history?

Why would the legacy of the Twelve Realm Thrones from the Primordial Chaos Era appear here on the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield?

Listening to Iloti’s explanation,

Su Yu rubbed his small hands together excitedly,

He had been fretting over finding a cultivation technique—and had even planned to make a grand showing in the [All-Humanity Civilization Lord Selection Contest],

Hoping to obtain an epic-tier technique.

He hadn’t expected… to stumble upon a legacy technique?

The Twelve Realm Thrones of the Ten Thousand Realms?

Existed during the Primordial Chaos Era?

It already sounded incredibly powerful,

What rank must this technique be?

Still, he restrained his inner desire and asked, “Is there danger in accepting this legacy?”

“With me here, rest assured.”

“Even if the acceptance fails, there’s no danger.”

Iloti spoke calmly—but her heart was anything but still.

As a Mythic Angel of Light, she truly could guarantee Su Yu’s safety during the acceptance of the Light legacy,

Yet… could such an ordinary human truly earn Light’s recognition?

He possessed neither an angelic heart nor the virtue of a sage.

He was simply… an utterly ordinary person.

“Alright.”

Without further hesitation, Su Yu reached out and touched the ring.

In an instant,

Light blazed brilliantly across his world.

He saw a black-haired, black-eyed youth holding a wooden sword.

In darkness, he fought ten thousand troops alone.

At the brink of despair,

A two-winged angel appeared beside him.

One wing behind the angel was white; the other, black.

The youth and the angel fought side by side,

Shattering the darkness of the Dark Age.

Light returned to the world.

He plunged his wooden sword into the angel’s chest,

For he knew—the angel was artificial.

Angels had long since gone extinct.

His hair turned snow-white; his pupils, too, became white.

In the newly reborn Ten Thousand Realms, he pursued Light.

No—he imprisoned Light.

He claimed Light as his own; he sought to become Light itself.

He ascended the Throne of Light and rose to the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Realms.

He created the [Angel Rebirth Pool] and brought forth a new race.

He named them angels.

Yet within the Angel Rebirth Pool,

as much light was nurtured as darkness.

The monsters born of darkness brought cataclysmic ruin upon the myriad realms.

In the end, he was defeated by a lord.

A jade-colored ring bearing a crack lost its master.

[You have acquired the ‘Mythic-tier’ cultivation technique: Inheritance of the God of Light.]

[You have acquired the Ring of the Seat of Light.]

[Ring of the Seat of Light]

[Description:

Between the realms of Sumeru exist twelve Seats of the Realms.

These twelve Seats of the Realms, existing since time immemorial,

they

do not seek eternity,

do not crave power,

do not covet profit.

Yet they are like sovereigns over the myriad realms.

Divine beings perish upon contact, kneel upon sight, tremble upon hearing, and flee upon scent.]

[Effect: Symbol of membership in the Seat of Light; wearing it grants eligibility to attend the Assembly of the Seats.]

[The Ring of the Seat of Light has successfully bonded with its master.]

The world of light gradually faded away.

Su Yu’s unfocused pupils slowly regained their luster.

He turned to look at Iloti beside him, deeply puzzled.

This is the Seat of Light…

No.

What he saw was more like a human who had once possessed the Ring of the Seat of Light.

Though hailed across all realms as the God of Light,

Though he had transformed his body into light,

he remained human.

Indeed, he had even imprisoned light and defiled it.

He could only be considered the previous Light Seat,

not the Primordial Light Seat.

After all, according to the description in the [Ring of the Light Seat],

the Twelve Realm Seats disdain eternity, power, and profit.

Moreover, would such a title truly appear in the Ancient Epoch?

Not even Iloti had ever mentioned this epoch’s name.

Who knew which segment of the River of Time it belonged to?

The previous Light Seat must have existed during the Desolate Ancient Epoch.

Su Yu observed the jade-colored ring, and unlike the vision he’d seen within the light earlier,

it bore no cracks.

It must have been repaired by light within the River of Time.

He slipped it onto his thumb.

Now, he too had become the Light Seat.

As for the [Light God’s Legacy] he’d witnessed, deeper doubts stirred within him.

Was Iloti also an angel born from the [Angel Rebirth Pool]?

No—

angels born from the [Angel Rebirth Pool] do not have white hair.

The light they wield is light imprisoned and enslaved by the Light God.

Furthermore,

the [Angel Rebirth Pool]’s true nature is a demonic artifact that creates darkness,

and it had already been destroyed following the Light God’s demise.

Then… how did the angel race across the Ten Thousand Realms arise now?

How did they come to be?

A flood of questions filled his mind; Su Yu shook his head and ceased pondering further.

According to what he’d seen,

the Light God was a definitive archvillain: one who saved all living beings, then lost himself in power, ultimately destroying the world.

He was merely a thief who stole light,

not light’s embodiment.

Then, by accepting his legacy, would Su Yu himself fall into corruption?

Su Yu chuckled silently.

Corruption always resides in the heart,

never in power itself.

Power lies solely in how it is used.

The Light God clearly possessed the means to coexist with light, yet deliberately chose to imprison and enslave it.

He sought to monopolize all light in the world.

Su Yu would never do that.

Without further hesitation, Su Yu closed his eyes.

[You have accepted the Light God’s legacy.]

[You have comprehended the Light God Art.]

The residual light nearby flowed into Su Yu’s body.

He opened his eyes; light flashed once in his pupils and vanished.

His eyes briefly turned silver, just like Iloti’s,

but within an instant, they reverted to black.

[Because you have gained light’s recognition, Noah Iloti’s loyalty +10; current loyalty: 91.]

[Noah Iloti’s loyalty has risen from “Warmly Affectionate” to “Utterly Trusting.”]

Su Yu smiled happily,

having acquired a myth-tier cultivation art, enabling him to slay monsters in the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield and gain experience points,

thereby leveling up.

Though a lord requires three times the experience points to level up compared to heroes of the same rank,

this celestial path had now unfolded before him.

Generally speaking, a lord’s combat strength is constrained by both cultivation art quality and leveling speed,

often falling below that of heroes and troop types.

In any territory, the primary sources of power are heroes, troops, and buildings.

Relying solely on the lord themselves is viable only early on—specifically, for novice lords newly arrived from various cultivation worlds—

who may initially match monsters of over ten levels.

Later stages still depend on the territory’s overall strength.

Su Yu, however, was slightly different.

He—the one cultivating the Mythic Art—could match mythic heroes of the same level!

Su Yu opened his personal information panel and glanced at it.

[Lord: Su Yu]

[Identity: Lord]

[Territory Affiliated: Never-Fallen]

[Cultivation System: Mythic · Light]

[Level: 1]

[Combat Power: 100]

[Skill: “Sacred Radiance of Light”]

At Level 1, he possessed 100 combat power—on par with mythic heroes.

Comparable to a Rare Hero at Level 10.

With a casual strike of Light, Su Yu felled several large trees nearby.

Wind and shockwaves scattered outward.

Though he only possessed one skill at Level 1—“Sacred Radiance of Light”—its power was tremendous!

“Iloti, teach me how to turn this thing into clothing.”

Su Yu looked at Iloti expectantly; he knew she also possessed the skill “Sacred Radiance of Light,”

and could freely materialize it into armor, sleepwear, and other forms.

“L-let’s go back first, then I’ll teach you.”

Iloti’s words were hesitant, her gaze evasive—but she did not refuse.

“Alright.” Su Yu scratched his head. Newly empowered, he felt exhilarated,

and didn’t overthink it.

He stretched out both hands, ready for Iloti to grasp them and fly him back to his territory.

But Iloti instead swept him up into her arms.

Her six wings flared, and she shot skyward.

Su Yu blinked in momentary confusion—then recalled Iloti’s loyalty had risen to 91!

Higher than Silph’s—and Silph’s loyalty boost was temporary!

“U-um… Iloti, could you change into different clothing?”

“My Lord, what is it?”

“Your Light Armor… it’s digging into me…”

Iloti flew through the sky carrying Su Yu, who clung to her like an octopus.