Nine Universe Chaos Stele

The Reception Envoy's voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Qian Yu looked up and found the other had already walked up to him, the screen on his arm flickering with a faint light, waiting to record.

He was silent for two seconds.

Then slowly spoke.

"I choose the Nine Universe Chaos Stele."

The Reception Envoy nodded, the screen on his arm instantly recording Qian Yu's choice, then moved on to the next person.

Qian Yu stepped aside, closed his eyes, his mind still savoring the shock brought by those fifty-two paintings.

Especially the rubbing of the Nine Universe Chaos Stele—nine raindrops, thirty-six raindrops, one hundred and eight raindrops, then the Star Chart, the Stellar System Chart, the Galaxy Chart, and finally three paintings of strange, monstrous beasts.

Each painting seemed to contain endless profound mysteries, making his mind tremble.

His choice of the Nine Universe Chaos Stele was not a whim.

The deduction path of the Mother Ancestor Chaos Stele truly fit him well, but the path of deduction was too vast and complex; with his current accumulation, he feared even entry would be difficult.

The blade path of the Heart Scar Chaos Stele was pure, but he always felt a deeper connection with the fundamental Law of Space.

And the Nine Universe Chaos Stele, starting from the fundamental Law of Space, was precisely the domain he excelled in.

The Primordial Dao Tree was now also primarily comprehending the Law of Space, and his Wild Beast Clone was a darling of the Fire and Space Laws, equally close to the Law of Space.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that this Nine Universe Chaos Stele resonated inexplicably with some technique he cultivated.

After the Reception Envoy finished recording everyone's choices, he turned to look at the crowd and smiled.

"Your choices have been sent out. Now, follow me."

The crowd followed the Reception Envoy, leaving the corridor and continuing deeper into the City Lord's Mansion.

After a moment, they arrived at an empty training ground.

The training ground was enormous, dozens of kilometers in length and width, with no end in sight. The seventy-two people standing within it seemed exceptionally tiny.

The Reception Envoy stood at the front and spoke.

"Currently, of the fifty-two Chaos Stele comprehension chambers, forty-one are unused. Those who chose these forty-one steles can go directly to the chambers to comprehend."

He pointed to the left at the end of the training ground, where there was an entrance nearly thirty meters high.

"You may go over."

As his words fell, over sixty people turned into streaks of light, darting swiftly in that direction.

Qian Yu stood still, not moving.

The Nine Universe Chaos Stele he had chosen was currently in use by someone else.

The Reception Envoy looked at the remaining eleven people and said.

"The Chaos Steles you chose are currently being comprehended by others. When someone is comprehending, it is absolutely forbidden to open the chamber and disturb them. So, wait until the other person finishes, and then you can enter. The maximum wait is three days."

He pointed to a city tower not far away and said.

"First, go up to the City Lord's Mansion's tower and cultivate there. I will notify you when it's your turn."

Qian Yu and the others could only nod and walk toward the tower.

The City Lord's Mansion's tower was a hundred zhang tall, and standing atop it, one could overlook the entire scene of the mansion.

Qian Yu chose a corner and sat down cross-legged.

He did not rush to cultivate, but closed his eyes, repeatedly recalling the rubbing of the Nine Universe Chaos Stele in his mind.

Nine raindrops.

In his consciousness, those nine raindrops seemed to come alive, beginning to slowly rotate, move, and combine.

Each raindrop contained a unique artistic conception, like nine different fragments of law, continuously evolving within his sea of consciousness.

His mind immersed itself, and before he knew it, everything around him became blurred.

Time passed minute by minute. After an unknown duration, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Qian Yu, it's your turn."

Qian Yu's eyes snapped open, and he found the Reception Envoy standing before him.

He stood up and followed the Reception Envoy toward the cultivation chamber.

Arriving before the cultivation chamber of the Nine Universe Chaos Stele, Qian Yu saw the bronze giant gate, one hundred and twenty meters tall.

On the gate were carved two ancient Cosmic Common Language characters—"Nine Universe."

Beside the bronze gate stood an old man with a vertical eye on his brow, his expression kind, and no aura leaking from his body.

"Lord Kandri."

The Reception Envoy bowed respectfully, then turned to look at Qian Yu.

"This is Lord Kandri, the guardian of the Chaos Stele cultivation chambers. Before each of the fifty-two Chaos Stele cultivation chamber doors stands one of Lord Kandri's clones. He has guarded this place for over a million epochs."

Qian Yu quickly bowed in respect.

"It is an honor to meet Lord Kandri."

Kandri smiled and nodded, looking Qian Yu up and down before speaking.

"Youth is truly wonderful. Go on in—the person inside will be out shortly."

As his words fell, the Bronze Giant Gate rumbled as it slowly opened.

Chaos energy surged out from within, swirling around the entrance and obscuring the interior from view.

Several figures flew out from the chaos energy. Some clutched their heads, others cast reluctant glances back, but in the end, they could only leave.

"Go on in."

Kandri said.

"In seven days, when the gate opens, you must come out immediately."

Qian Yu nodded, stepped forward, and crossed the threshold into the Bronze Giant Gate.

The cultivation chamber was enormous. Chaos energy swirled within, making it feel like a world yet to be separated from primordial chaos.

Qian Yu walked deeper, pushing through layers of chaos energy, until he finally saw the legendary Chaos Stele.

It was a colossal stone tablet, a hundred meters tall and nearly a hundred meters wide, standing silently at the center of the chamber.

Nine images were carved into the stele. Each one was identical to the rubbings he had seen in the corridor, yet the feeling they gave off was completely different.

The rubbings were merely lifeless drawings, but the true Chaos Stele seemed to contain life itself, brimming with endless profundities of the laws.

Qian Yu's gaze fell upon the first image—the Nine Raindrop Diagram.

In that instant, his consciousness was pulled by an invisible force, and he was instantly immersed within it.

In his perception, the nine raindrops were no longer a static picture. They transformed into nine lively trajectories of law.

They slowly rotated, interwove, and evolved within his sea of consciousness. With each change, his understanding of the fundamental laws of space deepened by one degree.

He seemed to see saber techniques imbued with the power of space, sharp sword lights flashing, and mysterious movement techniques flickering away...

Nine raindrops, nine artistic conceptions, nine initial forms of the laws.

So powerful, so powerful—this feeling, this very feeling!!

Qian Yu quickly sat down cross-legged, and the Wild Beast Clone within his Inner World began to comprehend simultaneously.

Qian Yu was completely immersed, forgetting time, forgetting space, forgetting everything outside.

Seven days later.

Rumble—

The Bronze Giant Gate slowly opened.

A voice crashed into the chamber like a thunderclap.

"Everyone, come out!"

The voice echoed repeatedly in Qian Yu's mind, growing louder and louder, until it finally jolted him from his immersion.

Qian Yu's eyes snapped open. He turned back reluctantly to glance at the Chaos Stele, but the chaos energy swirled thickly, obscuring the nine images.

He turned and rushed out the door.

The moment he crossed the threshold, the echoing voice finally ceased.

Standing outside, Qian Yu turned back to look at the Bronze Giant Gate. An indescribable emotion surged within his heart.

Seven days.

Too short.

So short that he hadn't even had time to savor all the profundities.

But he understood. This was the rule. Resources were limited. To have had the chance to comprehend at all was already an immense fortune.