Teacher, Golden Feather Venerable

After some investigation, it was indeed true that the Yan God Clan had already broken away from the human race, and it had been a very long time since they did so.

Yan Ning stared at the email from Golden Feather Venerable, his expression grave.

Golden Feather Venerable was his master, a Universe Venerable of high rank, an ancient existence on par with Ganwu Kingdom Lord.

He opened the email.

As expected, it was a message from Golden Feather Venerable telling him to return to Chaos City.

The date on the email showed that it had been sent nearly a hundred thousand epochs ago.

"A hundred thousand epochs... I was asleep for that long?"

Yan Ning was shaken inwardly.

In the world of Devouring the Starry Sky, the span of time was immense. A hundred thousand epochs, while not long for an Immortal, was enough to change many things.

He quickly searched the public information in the Virtual Universe and soon confirmed the truth.

The Yan God Clan was no longer a part of the human race!

According to the records, within tens of thousands of years after Yan Ning fell asleep, Yan Emperor suddenly announced that he was leading the Yan God Clan to secede from humanity.

The Virtual Universe Company had sent several Universe Venerables to negotiate, but Yan Emperor was stubborn, even severely injuring one of the human Venerables.

In the end, the upper echelons of humanity were enraged, listing the Yan God Clan as a hostile force and ordering a manhunt for all Yan God Clan experts.

"Troublesome..."

Yan Ning's brows furrowed tightly.

His current situation was extremely delicate. He was a member of the Yan God Clan, and the Yan God Clan had betrayed humanity.

On top of that, he had slept for nearly a hundred thousand epochs without any news.

It was nothing short of awkward. He couldn't very well go to the Yan God Clan—that would be a complete trap. He still wanted to live his perfect life.

Only someone with nothing better to do would follow that idiot Yan Emperor.

"Since the Virtual Universe Company has kept my permissions, it means they haven't directly judged me as a traitor."

Yan Ning analyzed calmly.

For now, the only option was to contact his teacher first.

Yan Ning quickly composed an email in the Virtual Universe system and sent it to Golden Feather Venerable.

"Teacher, your disciple Yan Ning has returned. Previously, on the Outer Domain Battlefield, I encountered a Demon Sealing King Limit of the demon race, was severely wounded, and fell into a deep sleep until today. I knew nothing of the Yan God Clan's affairs. I am willing to go to Chaos City immediately to submit to an investigation."

After sending the email, he waited quietly.

In just a moment, the Virtual Universe system sent a notification—Golden Feather Venerable had replied.

"Come to Chaos City at once."

Those five short words made Yan Ning breathe a slight sigh of relief.

"It seems my teacher is still willing to trust me."

He hesitated no longer and immediately used Divine Kingdom Teleportation to head to Chaos City.

Primordial Universe · Chaos City.

Yan Ning stepped into it once more after a hundred thousand epochs.

Chaos City, that ancient city suspended in the Primordial Universe, was still as magnificent as he remembered.

The moment he set foot in Chaos City—

"Ding, congratulations to the host for entering Chaos City. The Check-in System has been activated."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the first check-in. Basic gene multiplier ×100."

Boom!

The moment the system's voice fell—

His body immediately began to change!

An indescribable torrent of heat erupted from the depths of his genes. His five-hundred-meter-tall divine body trembled violently, and the fiery red patterns beneath every inch of his skin blazed to life, flowing like molten lava.

Yan Ning's pupils contracted. He could clearly feel every cell in his body frantically splitting and reorganizing.

His original gene level of 48 times was now climbing at a terrifying speed!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

His bones let out explosive sounds. His form swelled uncontrollably, shooting up from five hundred meters to nearly a thousand meters!

He hurriedly restrained the growth of his body!

The fiery red battle armor on his surface creaked under the strain, and the secret patterns on his horn burst with blinding light.

"Not good, this is too much commotion!"

Yan Ning suddenly dropped to one knee, his fist slamming into the ground of Chaos City as he struggled to steady himself.

Yet the energy of genetic evolution was too violent; with him at the center, the space for a thousand li around twisted into ripples visible to the naked eye.

This was absolutely not just a hundred times.

What the hell!!

He understood now—each evolution of the Yan God Clan was equivalent to a tribulation of the Ninth-Grade Secret Code, evolving from the original foundation.

And now, his base gene multiplier had multiplied by a hundred times!

In other words, his current gene multiplier had also increased by a hundred times!!

So his current gene multiplier was... 4,800 times!!

A meteoric rise!!

But the commotion...

Damn system, why couldn't it have come at any other time, but had to happen right when he entered Chaos City?

Wasn't this being seen clearly by Chaos City Lord?

No choice, now he could only steel himself and go see his teacher first.

Shrinking his body down to normal human size.

Yan Ning walked toward Golden Feather Venerable's residence.

As a Universe Venerable, Golden Feather Venerable held permanent residency rights in Chaos City.

Arriving at Golden Feather Venerable's dwelling, it was a resplendent grand hall.

Familiar with the place, he pushed open the hall doors.

Inside, Golden Feather Venerable stood with his back to him, hands clasped behind him, his blue-gold wings slightly spread, exuding a faint pressure.

"Teacher."

Yan Ning bowed respectfully.

Golden Feather Venerable slowly turned, his gaze sharp as a blade, scanning him up and down. After a moment, the corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smile: "Brat, not seen for a hundred thousand epochs, and you come back making such a big scene?"

Yan Ning gave a dry laugh: "An accident, purely an accident..."

Golden Feather Venerable snorted: "Do you know, back when you went missing, I almost thought you'd been enslaved by an alien race?"

Yan Ning was startled: "Enslaved?"

"What else?"

Golden Feather Venerable shot him a glare.

"The Yan God Clan's talent is special, with weak soul defense. You're a Sealed King Undying—if the Zerg or Mechanical Clan had targeted you, soul enslavement wouldn't have been impossible."

"So..."

He paused, his tone suddenly dropping.

"I even begged Chaos City Lord to reverse time and space to resurrect you."

Yan Ning's heart trembled.

Reversing time and space to resurrect someone—that was a heaven-defying technique only Universe Masters could perform, and at a tremendous cost!

"Teacher..."

His throat tightened.

Golden Feather Venerable waved a hand, his tone lightening again: "But after Chaos City Lord investigated, he found that your life imprint hadn't dissipated, meaning you were still alive, just whereabouts unknown. So all these years, the Virtual Universe Company kept your permissions intact."

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Then it seems this disciple was lucky, not making Teacher waste his efforts."

Golden Feather Venerable glanced at him: "Less cheek! Tell me, where did you hide for these hundred thousand epochs? And..."

His gaze sharpened.

"What was that fluctuation just now?"

Yan Ning was prepared, mixing truth with falsehood: "That year, disciple encountered a Demon Sealed King Invincible on the Outer Domain Battlefield, fled grievously wounded, fell into slumber, and drifted into a secret realm, only waking recently."

"As for the genetic level..."

He feigned hesitation.

"During my slumber, it seemed I triggered some kind of Bloodline Transformation of the Yan God Clan. When I woke, I found my gene multiplier had skyrocketed, but it only fully erupted just now."

Golden Feather Venerable narrowed his eyes: "Skyrocketed? To how much?"

He knew something of the Yan God Clan's talents; previously, this disciple of his had a 48-fold gene level.

Yan Ning coughed lightly: "About... 4,800 times?"