Constant Lord Lin Yi, the Purple Mist Anomaly!

The outer perimeter of Constant Island.

A palace-shaped spaceship is slowly approaching along the void passage.

The ship has a streamlined, spindle-shaped structure and is made entirely of some kind of Silverblue crystal. On each side of the ship are three fist-sized, deep blue crystal cores. At the very top of the ship is a transparent, hemispherical crystal dome palace. Through the thin, almost non-existent crystal wall, the interior furnishings can be clearly seen.

The crystal palace was covered with a light blue velvet carpet, and in the center was a long, circular table of black jade, on which were displayed various exquisite fruits and several jugs of fragrant liquor.

A dozen or so young men and women sat scattered around a long circular table. Their cultivation levels ranged from the high-level True Source Realm to the early-level Eternal Source Realm. They wore battle robes and fitted long robes of various styles, and some even had their family emblems embroidered on their cuffs.

These are the first batch of qualified new students from Constant Island in the Silent Crystal Cosmic Domain.

Most people left the long table as soon as they entered this airspace and walked to the transparent crystal wall, gazing at the huge, increasingly approaching ring-shaped structure.

A pale purple Energy Waterfall cascaded down from the circular belt, enveloping the entire Constant Island in a dreamlike halo of light.

"Look, look! Isn't that the inner island?" A True Source Realm youth wearing a dark cyan battle robe pointed at the area in the center of Constant Island that was shrouded in a pale purple light membrane, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Nonsense, it's all clearly marked in the manual." A girl next to her, also pressed against the crystal wall, replied without turning her head. "The outer island is a ring, and the inner island is in the very center. The manual says that we outer island students are not allowed to get close without permission."

"The manual also says that the cultivation tower on the inner island not only has extremely rich chaotic energy, but also has an added effect on the comprehension of laws. If you can cultivate there for a long time, your speed will be off the charts!" Another tall and slender boy chimed in, his eyes full of longing.

"You're dreaming." The girl who had spoken earlier finally turned around, rolling her eyes. "Only students from the inner island are eligible to apply for the Inner Island Training Tower, and the Points required are ridiculously high. You should think about how to gain a foothold on the outer island first."

The boy pouted after being rebuked, but quickly turned back to look at the island.

At the other end of the circular table, three young men and women, whose auras were noticeably more composed than the others, sat side by side.

These three are all at the initial stage of the Eternal Source Realm, and are the new students directly admitted to Constant Island in this batch.

Sitting in the middle was a slender female Extreme Ice Race student with short hair that shimmered with a pale blue light at the ends. Her long, slender fingers were crossed on her knees, and her posture was almost rigid.

Her gaze passed over the crystal wall and landed on the towering pillars on Constant Island. Her lips were slightly pursed, clearly indicating that she was also expectant, but she was much more restrained than those boisterous True Source Realm youths.

To her left sat a burly young man from the Fusion Flame Race, with a pair of dark red horns on his forehead, the inscriptions on the horns still faint. He leaned back casually in his chair, occasionally picking up the crystal cup on the table to take a sip, looking much more relaxed than his two companions.

Directly opposite these three people, at the head of the circular table, sat a young man at the mid-stage of the Eternal Source Realm.

His face bore a seven or eight-tenths resemblance to the Constant Race, but his cheeks were slightly sunken, and his pupils were a very pale grayish-blue. He wore an extremely elaborate dark blue battle robe, with the collar and cuffs embroidered with strange bird patterns in dark silver thread, extending from the hem of the robe to his shoulder blades.

This person Zelian. He comes from the Eternal Source Family, a branch of the Constant Race, in the Silent Crystal Cosmic Domain. He recently completed a solo trial and took the opportunity to return to his hometown to handle some clan affairs before returning to Constant Island.

Just then, this new batch of students from the Universe was about to depart, so the Constant Lord, who was in charge of escorting them, asked him to accompany them and explain the precautions and unwritten rules of the Constant Island to these newcomers along the way.

Zelian picked up the crystal glass in front of him, took a sip of the nectar to moisten his throat, and then looked around at the young faces around him.

The new students at the True Source Realm immediately sat up straight, their eyes filled with anticipation. Even the three new students at the Eternal Source Realm turned slightly to listen attentively.

"We'll be at Constant Island soon. I won't repeat what I've already said." Zelian placed the crystal cup back on the table. "Finally, I'll say one more thing."

His gaze slowly swept across everyone's faces, and his tone became slightly more serious.

"There are many geniuses on Constant Island, a great many. You are all the best in your respective universes and families, but on Constant Island... don't think too highly of yourself. You came to Constant Island to cultivate and become stronger, not to compete with anyone. On Constant Island, those who truly stand at the top never boast about themselves. On the contrary, they are all very low-key."

"Because when you reach that level, you'll realize there's always someone better. You might think you're a genius today, but tomorrow you could encounter a monster so powerful that you can't even muster the thought of catching up."

He spoke these words in a very calm tone, as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

But a complex emotion flickered deep within those pale gray-blue eyes.

Among the three new students from the Eternal Source Realm, the female student from the Extreme Ice Race lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

The Fusion Flame Race youth nodded casually, clearly very confident in himself. The third Eternal Source Realm student, a tall and handsome young man from the Constant Race, raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, without saying anything more.

A moment of silence fell around the circular table.

Looking at these young faces, Zelian sighed inwardly.

He knew they weren't paying any attention to what he was saying, but he didn't intend to say anything more.

Once they arrive on Constant Island, they will quickly come to understand these things.

Zelian shook his head, picked up the crystal glass again, and was about to take another sip when suddenly he paused, then slowly turned his head.

It wasn't just him.

The new trainees who were still whispering around the circular table almost simultaneously sensed that something was wrong.

The new student from the Fusion Flame Race, who was at the Eternal Source Realm, was the first to stand up. His Amber eyes were fixed on a certain spot outside the crystal dome, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

What is that?

The crowd followed his gaze.

Then everyone was stunned.

Constant Island has changed.

The ring-shaped giant island, suspended in the pale purple Energy Waterfall, was now enveloped in a scene they had never seen before.

A vortex.

A massive, suffocating funnel-shaped vortex hangs directly above Constant Island.

The edge of the vortex glowed with an extremely dense dark purple electric light, and each rotation stirred up a visible ripple of chaotic energy above Constant Island.

The ripples spread outwards from the center of the vortex in all directions, stirring up the originally calm, pale purple energy Tide in the void, causing them to surge violently. The chaotic energy of the entire airspace was frantically converging towards the center of the vortex at an alarming speed.

The whirlpool was so vast that it obscured the entire Constant Island.

Whether it was the inner island or the outer island, whether it was the towering cultivation towers or the scattered manors and gardens along the surrounding belt, all were shrouded in the shadow of this enormous vortex.

Immediately afterwards, the beam of light lit up.

One.

Then came the second, fifth, and tenth rounds...

Throughout Constant Island, the Constant Island Emblem burst forth with dazzling light at the same instant.

Light burst forth from the emblem, transforming into straight beams that shot into the sky and plunged directly into the enormous vortex in the heavens.

With each beam of light entering the vortex, the vortex visibly increased in speed, and the surrounding dark purple electric light became more intense and brighter.

The beams of light became more numerous and denser.

Throughout Constant Island, countless beams of light, like countless golden Long Spear, simultaneously pierced the sky.

After these beams of light entered the vortex, the vortex's rotation speed increased dramatically. The surrounding chaotic energy Tide were drawn in by this terrifying suction force, and large swaths of pale purple torrents broke away from their original flow, converging and churning wildly around the vortex.

From afar, the entire void seemed to tremble at the change that was taking place.

The Crystal Palace was deathly silent.

The new students at the True Source Realm who were just chattering away were now all standing dumbfounded in front of the crystal wall.

A moment later, an uproar erupted.

"This is a breakthrough to the Constant Source Realm! I've seen this in the family's records!"

A young man at the True Source Realm pointed at the massive, wildly spinning vortex and shouted it out.

"Is it really the Constant Source Realm? I've never seen it with my own eyes before!"

"This pressure is terrifying! I can feel it even through the spaceship's protective barriers!"

"My legs are going weak, do any of you feel this way?"

"I didn't expect to encounter someone breaking through to the Constant Source Realm so soon after arriving at Constant Island. As expected of Constant Island!"

"Wow, that's incredibly lucky! We saw Constant Lord break through right after we enrolled!"

Those three Eternal Source Realm students had far more knowledge than those True Source Realm students, but their eyes were equally filled with shock.

The female student from the Extreme Ice Race had already stood up from her seat. She stared intently at the huge vortex above Constant Island, her lips moving a few times before she managed to utter a complete sentence.

"This area... isn't it too big?"

When she said the second half of the sentence, her voice almost unconsciously rose a notch.

"I once witnessed a breakthrough to the Constant Source Realm within my family, and the vortex range at that time was only this size..."

She paused, as if recalculating the ratio.

"Less than half. No, it's probably only about 30%."

The tall, slender young man from the Constant Race next to him also dropped his relaxed expression.

He frowned and stared for a long while before finally speaking, "It is indeed unusual. Generally speaking, the scale of the chaotic energy vortex triggered when breaking through to the Constant Source Realm is directly related to the number of divine-grade seals condensed by the breakthrough participant."

He gazed at the enormous vortex outside the window and slowly said, "Judging from this scale, this Constant Lord who is currently breaking through has condensed at least six Divine-grade Seals. Perhaps even more."

"Six! That's truly amazing..." The young man from the Fusion Flame Race gasped upon hearing this.

Although he had a carefree personality, he was considered one of the top geniuses in the clan. He failed to condense a divine seal with his first attempt, and only managed to condense a divine seal with his second attempt. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to condense a divine seal.

The newly ascended Constant Lord in front of us has actually condensed at least six divine-grade seals.

This disparity caused him to become somewhat more reserved in his previously confident attitude.

Zelian, who had been silent from the beginning, finally seemed to have confirmed some information.

He let out a long breath and slowly said, "Nine."

Zelian's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire Crystal Palace.

All eyes were on him.

"Nine divine-grade seals." He repeated, his tone even more solemn than before, "This Constant Lord is currently breaking through is the strongest among the Constant Island students, having condensed nine divine-grade seals."

Then he slowly uttered the name.

His name is Lin Yi.

Silence fell once again within the Crystal Palace.

This time, it was the young man from the Constant Race who broke the silence.

His eyes darted around, and he said to Zelian in a rather enthusiastic tone, "Brother Zelian, this Lord Lin Yiheng is indeed a genius. However, his so-called number one strength on Heng Island is just because he has cultivated for a longer time and is temporarily ahead. With your strength at the fourth level of the Eternal Origin Realm in less than five million epochs, and all four of your seals being of divine quality, sooner or later..."

","Shut up!"

Zelian suddenly let out a sharp shout, cutting off the rest of the Constant Race youth's words abruptly.

At this moment, his pale gray-blue eyes held no trace of the previous amiability, only an almost cold seriousness.

The young man from the Constant Race was stunned by the sudden rebuke. The smile on his face froze before it could completely disappear, and his expression was one of utter embarrassment.

The temperature in the entire Crystal Palace seemed to drop several degrees in that instant.

The new students around them, all at the True Source Realm, held their breath, not daring to even exhale.

They were completely baffled as to why Zelian, who had been so amiable just moments before, had suddenly become enraged. His words had clearly been flattering him; how could they have provoked him?

Zelian stared at the young man of the Constant Race for several breaths before looking away.

He took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the sharp aura around him, and when he spoke again, his tone was noticeably gentler.

He knew this person.

Before setting off, the family elders made a special arrangement with a member of an old family acquaintance who wanted to befriend him.

He knew that the man had just said those things to flatter and curry favor with him.

But to actually use Lin Yi as a stepping stone, that's not flattery, that's just asking for trouble.

If word gets out, he'll become a laughingstock on the inner island!

Thinking of this, Zelian said, "I stopped you just now for your own good."

"Master Lin Yiheng possesses unparalleled talent, and has only cultivated for a million epochs. He reversed the Hengyuan realm when he was at the tenth level of the Yongyuan realm, making him a true powerhouse. Master Lin Yiheng may not hold your words against you, but..."

He then changed the subject.

"The most talented students on the inner island all owe him favors. That includes me. So you absolutely must never say these things again on Constant Island. Otherwise, you'll find it impossible to move an inch on the inner island in the future."

The air inside the Crystal Palace seemed to freeze.

After these words were spoken, the young man from the Constant Race froze on the spot. After a moment, he said with lingering fear, "Thank you... Brother Zelian for reminding me."

Zelian did not reply to him.

He turned around and faced the crystal wall again, gazing at the enormous vortex that was spinning wildly above Constant Island.

He recalled the scene at Eternal Source Ring back then.

At that time, he was still at the third level of the Eternal Source Realm, standing in the queue of the Early Order of the Eternal Source Realm students, charging his energy towards the flames along with other Early Order of the Eternal Source Realm students.

At that time, he was thinking that even though they both bore the title of "prodigy," the difference between them could be so great.

Later, he used the resources rewarded from the trial to successfully break through to the fourth level of the Eternal Source Realm and advance to the middle level of the Eternal Source Realm. He knew that a large part of the reason he was able to obtain so many resources was because he had benefited from Lin Yi's influence back then.

The Crystal Palace remained quiet for a long time.

Zelian didn't speak again, and the new trainees didn't dare to say anything more either.

They simply stared at the enormous, still-spinning vortex, and at the pillars of light shooting into the sky from Constant Island.

The young man from the Constant Race who had just misspoke was looking down, lost in thought.

The female students of the Extreme Ice Race focused their gaze on Zelian's retreating figure, a thoughtful glint in their pale blue eyes.

The Rongyan clan youth nudged his companion with his elbow, then lowered his voice and asked, "Just what kind of person is this Lin Yiheng? His talent and strength are already formidable, but how come so many top students on Heng Island owe him favors?"

He received no answer.

Because everyone is thinking about this issue.

Meanwhile, on the Inner Island of Constant Island.

In a courtyard, two students at the Eternal Source Realm Completion sat facing each other on either side of a round table made of black jade under an ancient tree.

On the table were several crystal glasses and a half-empty pot of fine liquor.

They are the only two Perfected Students still remaining on the island. They were just discussing the details of a high-level trial they were planning to take on together.

The moment the vortex appeared, their conversation ceased.

One of the tall, thin men, dressed in a black scale armor robe, looked up at the sky, a rare hint of emotion appearing on his usually expressionless face.

"As expected of Brother Lin Yi."

He picked up the crystal cup in front of him, took a sip, and continued, "Nine-grade Divine Seals, and he broke through in such a short time. I thought he would definitely have to work on it for a while. After all, the more Divine Seals one condenses, the greater the interference from touching the Origin Law. Generally speaking, condensing six or seven Divine Seals makes it ridiculously difficult to break through to the Constant Source Realm. If it weren't for the fact that only those with seven or more Divine Seals have any hope of becoming a Dao Lord, I guess no one would bother with that kind of suffering."

"But what about Brother Lin Yi? He got nine directly! How many Epoch has it been since he broke through?"

He shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.

"It can only be said that what seems like an insurmountable obstacle to us is nothing at all to true geniuses."

The other person sitting opposite him was a burly giant who remained silent for a while before slowly nodding.

"Really."

Having said that, he picked up the crystal glass in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, then twirled it in his palm, laughing as he said, "It's incomparable, completely incomparable. Instead of worrying about this, we should think about what to give as a gift. We really benefited a lot from this back then."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on the tall, thin man's face.

"Indeed. Brother Lin Yi's breakthrough to the Constant Source Realm is such a significant event; a gift that is too insignificant would be inadequate."

"Not bad, not bad."

The giant smiled and nodded, then refilled the crystal glass.

"Come, let's congratulate Brother Lin Yi."

The two crystal glasses touched lightly in mid-air, producing a very crisp, soft sound.

Similar conversations echoed throughout the inner island.

Those students who remained on the inner island, whether they were at the High Order of the Eternal Source Realm, whether they had just come out of the cultivation tower for some fresh air or were preparing to take on a mission, were all doing the same thing at this moment.

Message.

Send messages to your family, to your faction, and to your teammates who have already gone to the Frontline the Black Mist Sea.

The news spread across the inner island at an astonishing speed.

"Lin Yi has broken through to the Constant Source Realm."

These eight words spread to every corner of the inner island in a very short time.

The light of the communication talisman flickered incessantly throughout the inner island.

The discussion quickly shifted from simple congratulations to a more practical issue.

When will Master Lin Yiheng emerge from seclusion? I must congratulate him in person.

"I've already inquired," a high-ranking student with good information channels on Heng Island replied via message. "I had the management AI check, and the Hengyuan Tower won't be open again for about eight thousand epochs. Judging by the timeline, it seems that Master Lin Yi initially set a cultivation time limit of one hundred thousand epochs. He has broken through, but he hasn't used up all the time in the tower yet; the remaining time will likely be used to consolidate his cultivation."

"Eight thousand epochs? That's perfect." Someone responded. "We can also make proper preparations and give Lord Lin Yiheng a proper celebration!"

"Right, right, I'll go check my storeroom first. Ordinary stuff won't do. Even if it's not Constant Source Realm material, it has to be rare and interesting."

"I still have a few pieces of wreckage materials I brought back from the Black Mist Sea Frontline. Although they're not high-grade, they're rare. I'll try to put them together; it'll be a token of my appreciation."

Amidst the students' discussions, deeper within Constant Island, several Constant Lord were also engaged in a similar conversation.

It was a tall tower that wasn't very big. Inside one of the tower's open halls, several large chairs were arranged in a circle, and three Constant Lord sat on the chairs.

Seated on the left is the female Constant Lord who often wears a red robe. She is holding a dark red stone cup, the liquid inside of which has a scorching luster like magma, and the surface of the liquid is slightly churning.

Seated in the middle was Kroen, whose short, burning red hair was more vibrant than usual, with each flame crackling at the end.

Seated on the right was the Constant Lord, who wore a dark blue robe. The bird phantom woven from light threads on his shoulder was tilting its head and gently pecking at its master's ear with its beak. Each peck stirred up a circle of extremely fine blue light dust around the ear.

"He broke through so quickly!"

The red-robed Constant Lord gently placed the cup back on the table and sighed, "From the time the Constant Source Tower lit up until now, less than 100,000 Epoch have passed. This speed..."

As she finished speaking, she drew out the last syllable, her gaze slowly sweeping over the faces of the other two Constant Lord, before shaking her head with a light laugh.

"Although I'm reluctant to admit it, it took me over twenty million Epoch to even touch the threshold when I was trying to break through to the Constant Source Realm. Compared to him, it's simply..."

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She didn't finish her sentence.

Kroen picked up the conversation, a wry smile or a self-deprecating expression on his rugged face, which was covered by his short, burning hair.

"Let's not talk about who's who. Among us, Eric took the shortest time. But then again, once Lin Yi condenses his Origin Law True Body, in terms of combat power alone, he should at least be comparable to an ordinary third-tier Constant Source Realm expert."

The so-called ordinary Constant Source Realm third stage refers to the Constant Source Realm advanced by using three divine-grade seals.

Without an extraordinary stroke of luck, the upper limit for someone with this kind of Eternal Constant Source Realm is only the Constant Source Realm Mid-Rank, and it's very difficult for them to reach the high stage.

Because this configuration has the largest number of the Constant Source Realm, it is often used for comparison.

If we take another step forward, with five divine-grade seals, we might be able to cultivate to the Late Constant Source Realm.

The upper limit of six is Constant Source Realm Completion, while seven, in theory, offers the potential to advance further and reach the Dao Lord Realm.

Those who can become permanent Constant Lord on Constant Island are all Constant Source Realm who have broken through with at least five divine-grade seals, and have the potential to reach the Late Constant Source Realm.

"Third tier, huh?"

The red-robed Constant Lord gave a soft hum and then slowly shook his head.

"Don't forget, he's destined to cultivate the Nine Luminaries True Spirit."

Upon hearing this, both Kroen and the Constant Lord the Dark Blue Robe fell silent.

The Nine Luminaries True Body.

The Constant Source Realm Origin Law True Body Condensation Method, personally created by the Emperor, is recognized as one of the supreme True Body condensation methods in the entire Chaos Cosmic Sea.

The True Body condensed through cultivating this technique can condense a true treasure based on the constant nature of its origin with each advancement in its level.

Other Constant Lord risk their lives to gather materials and forge true treasures, even at the risk of ruining their lives by refining them. They are grateful if they can succeed in forging just one.

As long as Lin Yi cultivated step by step, the nine exclusive treasures were naturally formed as if automatically generated by the rules of heaven and earth.

Even more outrageous is that all nine of these treasures are of top quality, perfectly suited to his own inherent eternal bond.

In addition, there's his Silent Nether Soul-Rending Flame was already capable of burning to death First Order of the Constant Source Realm while he was still in the Eternal Source Realm.

The Crimson-Robed Constant Lord couldn't help but sigh, "Once he condenses his first True Treasure, plus that flame... let alone a third-tier cultivator, even a beginner in the Mid Constant Source Realm Constant Source Realm might not be his match."

A moment of silence fell over the hall.

Then, the little bird with shimmering light on the shoulder of the dark blue-robed Constant Lord suddenly tilted its head and let out an extremely clear chirping sound.

"That's right." He said slowly, raising his hand and gently scratching the bird's neck with one finger. The luminous bird squinted its eyes in comfort, and a few wisps of extremely fine and faint blue light dust escaped from its beak.

"So let's stop lamenting here. It's time to prepare congratulatory gifts."

Above Constant Island, the enormous vortex was still slowly rotating.

However, the rotation speed is much slower than initially.

The dark purple electric light that enveloped the entire Constant Island was slowly fading, and the pillars of light that shot into the sky from the tops of the various towers were gradually extinguishing.

The first to be withdrawn were the pillars of light on the defensive towers surrounding the outer island, followed by the outer island, then the inner island, and finally even the largest Constant Island Emblem in the Central Plaza gradually dimmed.

The vortex is shrinking.

From obscuring the entire Constant Island, it shrank to only covering the sky above the inner island, and then from covering the inner island to only obscuring a small area around the Constant Source Tower, becoming smaller and smaller, fainter and fainter.

The intense, almost liquefied, chaotic energy fluctuations in the air were slowly subsiding, gradually diluting from a suffocating density to a normal level.

Everything is returning to calm.

Meanwhile, it is one of the three tallest towers at the deepest part of the Inner Island of Constant Island.

Inside the main hall, a tall, slender figure sat cross-legged.

The deep purple robe fluttered silently in the river of light, and the ends of her long hair trailed in the pale purple mist on the floor of the hall. Each undulation of the robe created a faint ripple in the mist.

The Dao Lord Xi Mo tilted his head slightly, his deep purple eyes reflecting the purple river of light in the center of the dome, as well as the slowly shrinking vortex at the end of the river of light.

Her expression was calm, showing no emotional fluctuation.

He simply sat there, watching quietly, until the whirlpool completely disappeared, before letting out a long sigh.

Inside the circular chamber of the Constant Source Tower, the dark purple light that had been emanating from the inscribed circuits on the four walls was slowly receding.

The concentration of Chaos Power in the air was still astonishingly high; with each breath, one could feel pure energy flowing into every part of the body through the nasal cavity.

But most of that almost liquid, viscous texture had dissipated, leaving only a warm aftertaste that slowly lingered in the enclosed room.

The flickering frequency of the dark purple core in the dome was also slowing down, gradually returning to a steady rhythm from the almost frantic continuous flashing during the breakthrough.

Lin Yi sat cross-legged in the very center of the circular platform.

His eyes were closed, and his face was expressionless. However, within his body, the Chaos Source Sea was undergoing a tremendous change.

The original Chaos Source Sea is now completely unrecognizable from its former state.

The boundary of the entire Source Sea is melting in a bizarre way. The Chaos Power gradually changes from a liquid ocean to a viscous, glue-like substance, and then begins to frantically gather towards the center.

The core of what's gathered together is that Origin Law Imprint.

The Origin Law Mark floats in the deepest part of the entire Chaos Source Sea, surrounded by nine divine-grade seals arranged in an extremely precise nine-pointed array.

The nine seals shed their original isolated island form, extending and branching out, transforming into nine giant pillars that pierced through the entire Chaos Source Sea.

They are like nine bones, supporting the basic framework of this space that is being reshaped.

Then, all the viscous Chaos Power in the Source Sea began to climb along these nine giant pillars.

Like blood flowing along blood vessels, like muscles growing along bones, the Chaos Power extended from the core to the limbs, and from the torso to the head. With the Origin Law imprint as its heart, the nine giant pillars as its skeleton, and the entire Source Sea as its flesh and blood, it began to outline an extremely huge shape.

Head, shoulders, torso, limbs...

Guided by the power of the Origin Law, the New Source Sea is rapidly transforming into Lin Yi's appearance.

Soon, when the last wisp of Chaos Power finally took its place, and when the last strand of law pattern on the nine seals was finally completely re-edited by the Origin Law, the tremors of the Chaos Source Sea suddenly stopped.

Then came absolute silence.

In this silence, what Lin Yi saw was a huge human-shaped space.

Source Sea Giant.

Its face is exactly the same as Lin Yi's.

This giant of the Source Sea is Lin Yi's Chaos Source Sea, the container for all his Chaos Power, and the foundation for him to condense his Origin Law True Body in the future.

In the very center of the Source Sea Giant's chest, the Origin Law Mark was slowly rotating, with countless Dao Patterns extending from its surface, traversing every meridian of the Source Sea Giant, like blood vessels pumped from the heart throughout its entire body.

From this moment on, he was a genuine Constant Source Realm, the Constant Lord.

On the round platform, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the Source Sea giant within his body rise and fall with his breath, and let out a long exhale.

At this point, one has entered the Constant Source Realm.

However, there was little joy on his face.

Instead, his brows were furrowed and his expression was somber.

Just now, after his breakthrough, he naturally and habitually sensed the Purple Mist Space first.

After all, that was the foundation of his livelihood.

The results showed that the Purple Mist Space had undergone tremendous changes.

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