Chapter 371: The Future Collapsing into Unity

In the Origin Land, inside Yuan’s Cave Dwelling Quiet Chamber.

A towering figure sat cross-legged. This body seemed like a pillar of the Infinite Source Space itself—immovable and unshakable. Around him, streams of ‘Origin Paths’ manifested, all of them fully materialized. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Some transformed into winding divine dragons coiling around his arms; others became firebirds circling through his hair. Brilliant mist flowed through his nose and mouth, while billions of universes were born upon the surface of his skin…

“Lord, the Boxun World Cluster, Feng Seven Line has already fallen…”

“Lord, the Changqu Source World has been breached, its Source World Origin devoured…”

“Lord, the Icepeak Faction has already entered our Chunwei World Cluster. I attempted to drive them back, but a terrifying existence from the Icepeak Faction intervened and destroyed my main combat clone. The Icepeak Faction has already occupied twelve of our World Clusters! Clearly, they are not satisfied yet!”

Messages continued to arrive one after another.

Yuan, as the first Primordial Lord of the Cultivator Faction, possessed incomparably deep accumulation. Moreover, the path he cultivated was especially suited for managing the entire territory. Although the Cultivator Faction nominally had seven Primordial Lords each governing their own regions, many of the faction’s key decisions were usually made by Yuan.

Only matters of utmost importance were discussed jointly by all seven Primordial Lords.

An endless stream of information kept flowing in.

Yuan calmly issued commands one after another.

He slowly opened his eyes—within them, space-time rose and fell, while lightning and flames surged.

“While our Cultivator Faction is completely suppressed by the Innate Primordial Lifeform Faction… other forces are also taking the opportunity to take a bite.” Yuan felt rather annoyed, yet there was nothing he could do.

After all, within the Infinite Source Space, although the seven Primordial Lords of the Cultivator Faction were not easy to provoke, the other forces were equally troublesome.

Any force that could secure a seat in the Eternal Land was not to be trifled with.

Especially those detached, deathless existences! Now that they were seizing the opportunity to devour the Cultivator Faction’s resources, Yuan found it extremely troublesome.

Under normal circumstances, the seven Primordial Lords were enough to beat some of those deathless beings into fleeing in disgrace. But under the pressure of the Innate Primordial Lifeform Faction, the Primordial Lords could no longer spare any strength.

“There are still too few Primordial Lords.”

“Why is the Innate Primordial Lifeform Faction the strongest force? Because they possess over a hundred Primordial Ancestors!”

Yuan pondered.

“Cultivator Luo Feng has comprehended the 97th World-level Primordial Bloodline.” Among the countless streams of information, this message was not particularly eye-catching—yet Yuan was somewhat surprised.

“He has already comprehended 97?” Yuan began to pay attention.

To comprehend 97 World-level Primordial Bloodlines was already extremely extraordinary.

Among the current seven Primordial Lords, five had first refined a Source World and become ‘Source World Lords.’ With the thinking speed, comprehension, and other abilities at that level, they ultimately grasped a Primordial-level Path. The remaining two—Primordial Lord Starlight and Primordial Lord Naigu—were both Fusion Path Cultivators and had long studied World-level Primordial Bloodlines.

Primordial Lord Naigu, before escaping the Cage of the World, had comprehended 397 World-level Primordial Bloodlines.

Primordial Lord Starlight, before escaping the Cage of the World, had comprehended 512 World-level Primordial Bloodlines.

Of course, they shared one common point: at that time, the Cultivator Faction had recorded far fewer World-level Primordial Bloodlines—less than half of what existed now.

“In history, among Fusion Path Cultivators, only Starlight and Naigu have exceeded one hundred World-level Primordial Bloodlines before escaping the Cage of the World.” Yuan felt a trace of anticipation.

At this moment, Luo Feng was in seclusion, under a Time Acceleration Formation of one million times. His speed in comprehending World-level Primordial Bloodlines was extremely fast.

“Cultivator Luo Feng has comprehended the 100th World-level Primordial Bloodline.”

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“Cultivator Luo Feng has comprehended the 159th World-level Primordial Bloodline.”

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“Cultivator Luo Feng has comprehended the 231st World-level Primordial Bloodline.”

Initially, while handling many affairs, Yuan paid slight attention to Luo Feng’s updates.

Later, he focused primarily on Luo Feng’s information! The importance of all other information within the Cultivator Faction was pushed back.

“How is it this fast? In just one Epoch, he rose from 43 to 231?” Yuan was somewhat stunned. Even accounting for time acceleration, that still meant comprehending 200 types within one million Epochs.

Yuan did not immediately inform the other six Primordial Lords. At this moment, their seven main combat clones were facing 71 Primordial Ancestor-level existences!

On one side were numerous, experienced enemies working in perfect coordination, holding absolute advantage—they sought to destroy one Primordial Lord’s main combat clone and force the other six into total retreat.

On the other side were the seven Primordial Lords, who had grasped the essence of the Path. While defending, they also sought an opportunity to kill a weaker Primordial Ancestor.

At their level, such battles lasting thousands of Epochs were entirely normal.

“300 World-level Primordial Bloodlines.”

“400.”

“Already 513… he has surpassed everyone in the Cultivator Faction before escaping the Cage of the World.” Yuan grew excited—he had not felt this way for a long time.

Exceeding Primordial Lord Naigu and Primordial Lord Starlight was not the main reason for his excitement, since fewer bloodlines existed back then.

The true reason was… speed!

Luo Feng’s comprehension speed was utterly overwhelming—crushing everything in its path! Not a single World-level Primordial Bloodline required much time from him.

“600.”

“800.”

“1000!” Yuan’s eyes shone brilliantly. “In less than ten Epochs—less than ten million Epochs of real time—he has continuously comprehended so many World-level Primordial Bloodlines? He must have grasped their essence!”

“What kind of essence could unify over a thousand World-level Primordial Bloodlines?”

“Luo Feng must have already touched a certain highest-level power!”

Yuan immediately sent a message to the other six Primordial Lords.

“Everyone, focus on dealing with these Primordial Ancestors and delay as much as possible,” Yuan transmitted. “I have good news—our Cultivator Faction is likely about to give birth to a new Primordial Lord!”

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Origin Land.

All seven Primordial Lords had avatars here, gathering together.

“A new Primordial Lord?”

Jin, Wulan, Minghuang, Naigu, Starlight, Momán, and Yuan—all seven were somewhat excited. There was no helping it; in recent times, they had been heavily suppressed by the Innate Primordial Lifeform Faction. Other forces had also taken advantage of the situation, leaving them extremely frustrated.

They had even anticipated that, with the enemy’s current determination, the entire territory of the Cultivator Faction might fall!

Losing all territory—and thus the continuous supply of new cultivators—would make it nearly impossible to nurture another Primordial Lord.

Moreover, the extinction of countless cultivator lifeforms was something the seven Primordial Lords did not wish to see.

“Luo Feng has already comprehended over a thousand World-level Primordial Bloodlines?”

The six Primordial Lords were all shocked upon hearing this.

“He hasn’t cultivated for that long, has he?” Primordial Lord Momán could not help but say. “Only about 1,500 Epochs? Even counting real seclusion time, that’s just 1.5 billion Epochs. That’s far too short.”

“It is very short,” Primordial Lord Starlight said softly. “Back then, when I followed the path of Breaking All Techniques with Strength, my real time was about 1.2 quintillion Epochs.”

Enduring through incomparably long ages, Primordial Lord Starlight had finally mastered the Primordial Space-Time Path.

“Starlight, don’t you have many avatars in the future?” Jin urged excitedly. “Quick, take a look—see Luo Feng’s future.”

“Not long ago, I already observed it. At that time, among over 30 million future possibilities, only nine led to him becoming a Primordial Lord. I’ll check again now.” Primordial Lord Starlight began examining Luo Feng across countless future timelines.

In any future timeline, space was vast beyond measure, containing endless information to investigate.

He could probe weaknesses of the Primordial Ancestors, search for opportunities to kill them in battle, and observe how surrounding forces might act.

As for Luo Feng, such a junior—Primordial Lord Starlight only occasionally checked.

“Hm?”

His expression suddenly changed slightly.

The other six Primordial Lords all looked at him. His ability to observe the future was unparalleled in the Infinite Source Space. Even among the Primordial Ancestors, those proficient in space-time were far inferior—judging by how long it took them to revive.

Only Primordial Lord Starlight could be called the observer and recorder of the ‘Past, Present, and Future’ of the Infinite Source Space!

“What is it?” Jin pressed.

“Many of Luo Feng’s future timelines have collapsed and been annihilated—unifying into a single outcome!” Primordial Lord Starlight said in disbelief. “His path forward now has only one possibility—Breaking All Techniques with Strength.”

“I observed over 30 million timelines. In all of them, he attempts Breaking All Techniques with Strength—and succeeds in over 20 million! Those that failed are still attempting it.”

He looked at the other six Primordial Lords.

They found it hard to believe.

“The future should have countless possibilities,” Primordial Lord Jin said. “But his future… is already collapsing into one?”

The possibilities of the future were rapidly collapsing, converging into a single outcome—this was the reality about to be born!

Reality was being locked in!

Irreversible!

“He must have already grasped the highest-level mystery,” Primordial Lord Minghuang said. “So he only needs time to unify all profundities into a Primordial-level Path.”

“Such terrifying comprehension?” Wulan muttered. “Even after becoming a Source World Lord, it took me fifty quadrillion Epochs to become a Primordial Lord. How long has he cultivated?”

Primordial Lord Starlight swept his gaze across them. “Everyone, Luo Feng’s future is collapsing into unity. His future is also influencing the future of the entire Cultivator Faction!”

Yuan and the others listened carefully.

Advice from someone who could observe countless futures was invaluable.

“I will immediately arrange formations around Luo Feng’s cave dwelling and mobilize the power of the entire Origin Land to maintain them, increasing his time acceleration,” Primordial Lord Starlight said.

“From now on, our war strategy will shift to a ‘delay strategy.’ We will prolong this war,” he continued. “We wait until Luo Feng completely achieves Breaking All Techniques with Strength. Then the situation will change.”

“Agreed.” All six Primordial Lords nodded in unison. The imminent arrival of a new companion—and the possibility of reversing the war—filled them with renewed determination.