Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe

In an unknown world, many golden oval eggs, each about ten meters in diameter, floated scattered across a pool of dark green water that glowed with a strange light.

That day. Crack.

One of the golden eggs in the pool suddenly trembled slightly.

Crack. Crack.

As time passed, the golden egg shook more and more violently, and its tremors came more and more frequently.

Suddenly—Pop!

A tiny crack appeared on the surface of the golden egg.

Gradually, a series of crisp cracking sounds rang out. More and more cracks spread across the egg's surface until it finally split apart completely, and an "unknown creature" covered in slime crawled out.

Feng Hui struggled to open his eyes, which felt as though they were glued shut. "W-where am I?"

Through the slime plastered over his eyelids, he could barely make out the dark green water around him and several oval golden eggs floating in the pool.

Just then, the Half Jade Pendant glowing in his sea of consciousness caught his attention.

"I-isn't this the other half of the Jade Pendant, the one that broke off?"

"Right. During my transmigration, my soul and the pendant split in two. One half ended up in the Swallowed Star World, so this must be the other half. I just don't know where I am—or whether I'm still in the Swallowed Star World."

Feng Hui focused his consciousness on the pendant in his sea of consciousness. With a whoosh, the scene of the Genius War appeared before his eyes again.

After switching back and forth several times, Feng Hui began to understand.

Because of the pendant, he had been thoroughly "split in two."

Now he had two bodies, one in the Swallowed Star World and one in this unknown world. Thanks to the mysterious connection between the two halves of the pendant, the bodies shared the exact same memories. Both were Feng Hui, and each could act independently, much like a clone or a second divine body.

Suddenly, an instinctive urge that seemed to well up from the depths of his soul made Feng Hui open his mouth and bite into the broken eggshell beside him.

Crunch. Crunch.

In just a few minutes, Feng Hui had devoured the entire shell of the ten-meter-wide golden egg.

After he finished eating the shell, the slime covering his body was absorbed as well, revealing his true appearance. In the reflection on the water, he saw a humanoid creature standing in the pool, nearly fifteen meters tall, with golden scales, two dark green dragon horns on its head, and a long tail behind it.

"I've become a little Dragonman? No, wait—I should say a big Dragonman."

As Feng Hui examined his new body, rumble, a sleek spacecraft shaped like a teardrop suddenly appeared. It slowly descended from the sky and stopped beside the dark green pool.

The surface of the teardrop-shaped spacecraft was as smooth as a mirror, with a faint icy blue sheen.

Once the spacecraft had settled, a Dragonman clad in black armor and radiating a terrifying aura flew out.

"Another little one of the Dongdi Clan has hatched." The powerful Dragonman looked warmly at Feng Hui and smiled. "Come along, little one. Study hard at the academy, and perhaps you'll become a super strong warrior one day."

"The Dongdi Clan? Could it be..." A few guesses flashed through Feng Hui's mind.

Whoosh!

Feng Hui's Dragonman clone was sucked into the spacecraft without any chance to resist. Then the teardrop-shaped ship turned into a streak of blue Flowing Light and vanished into the sky.

"So that's what happened. It seems this half of my soul, along with the remaining half of the pendant, fell into the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe in the Cosmic Sea, next to the Prime Universe." In a vast academy, the little Dragonman Feng Hui lowered the Memory Crystal pressed against his forehead and sighed softly.

The academy was called Jia 312 Academy. It was located in the Jia 312 Plane and was one of many academies that raised the Dongdi Clan's newborn children.

The Dongdi Clan was named after the great Dongdi Ancestor and was the dominant race in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe.

The Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe lay in the Cosmic Sea outside the Prime Universe. It had existed for countless Reincarnation Eras, and thanks to the great being Dongdi Ancestor, who had Transcended Reincarnation, it would remain Eternal Undying.

Familiar with the original story, Feng Hui knew that Dongdi Ancestor was a Void True God, a level above even True Gods, who were known as the strongest beings in the universe. His true body had already left the Cosmic Sea and was now a mighty force on the Origin Continent.

The Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe was 3.2 billion light-years in diameter. Compared with the vast Prime Universe, it was like a firefly beside the blazing sun. Yet it had countless powerful beings, including hundreds of Universe Masters—half as many as the Prime Universe had.

That was because the powerful beings in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe were not limited to a lifespan of three Reincarnation Eras. They had far longer to cultivate than the powerhouses in the Prime Universe. With the accumulation of such long years, it was only natural for their numbers to grow terrifyingly large.

A race like theirs had given birth to so many super powerhouses. After evolving through countless Reincarnation Eras, their bloodline and innate talent had naturally become immensely powerful.

Even the most ordinary newborns of the Dongdi Clan were at least Stellar Level, and upon reaching adulthood, they naturally became Domain Lords.

Feng Hui's Dragonman clone had hatched from a golden egg. Unlike ordinary black eggs, golden eggs represented an upper-tier bloodline within the Dongdi Clan. After hatching and eating the shell, their offspring immediately reached Cosmic Level, and could grow to Peak World Lord upon reaching adulthood. They also possessed top-tier talent in different Laws, depending on the individual.

Feng Hui's clone had top-tier talent in the Law of Wood and the Law of Space.

In terms of talent with the Laws, the golden-scaled members of the Dongdi Clan were even more gifted than the famous Golden-Horned Beast of the Prime Universe.

"Feng Hui! Hurry up! We have Teacher Wala's class today. If we're late, we're dead!" A huge Dragonman head poked through the doorway, its voice deep and booming.

"Coming, coming."

Feng Hui put the Memory Crystal back on a shelf packed with crystals and hurried out the door.

The Dragonman who had come to call him, the one with the deep, booming voice, had hatched on the same day as Feng Hui. His name was Zuolong, and now they studied together at the same academy. He was one of the friends Feng Hui knew best.

It was worth mentioning that although the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe had fewer resources than the Prime Universe because of its smaller size, knowledge was extremely cheap and easy to access. For the ancient Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe, the knowledge passed down by generations of powerful beings was beyond anything people in the Prime Universe could imagine.

It was fair to say that this was an ocean of knowledge, where every member of the Dongdi Clan could roam as freely as they pleased.

At the same time, the Dongdi Clan provided young children with a thorough and effective education. Most newborns were sent to specialized academies to be raised and trained together.

Jia 312 Academy, where Feng Hui studied, was one such academy, dedicated to educating young children of the Dongdi Clan with upper-tier bloodlines.

Lecture District Hall 4 was one hundred kilometers long and eighty kilometers wide, far bigger than an ordinary city on Blue Star. Yet it was merely one of the places where the academy's teachers held classes. More than a thousand seats had been casually arranged at the back of Hall 4. Now, golden-scaled Dragonmen streaked across tens of kilometers at a time, arriving at the seats one after another. Whoosh! Feng Hui and Zuolong also appeared before the rows of seats, and casually chose two near the front left.

"Look, it's Feng Hui and Zuolong!"

"Are those the two who were just born? They look so weak."

"Mengka, you were born only twenty days before them. You're not much stronger."

Some Dongdi Clan children who were already seated watched Feng Hui and Zuolong arrive and discussed them in hushed voices.

Zuolong poked Feng Hui. "Look, we're the youngest ones here, and they've started talking about us again."

"Let them talk. It'll be fine once another newcomer arrives in a few days." Feng Hui could only laugh helplessly. They were newborn children, after all, and their minds were still immature. He felt awkward, like an adult sitting in kindergarten.

Rumble! Teacher Wala arrived and began the lesson. The hall fell silent at once; no one dared disturb the teacher.