The End

Three staff members in matching black uniforms and wearing stern expressions stepped off the ship. The one leading them was a World Lord, while the other two were Domain Lords.

"Your Highness Qin Ming, we have been ordered to verify the completion of your Blood Luo World mission. Please present the Blood Luo Crystal you obtained," the leading World Lord said, respectful but businesslike.

Qin Ming nodded and took out an ordinary metal box he had prepared earlier. Inside lay a glistening, blood-red triangular prism.

He had obtained three Blood Luo Crystals after killing Spirit Wall City Lord. This was one of them.

The three staff members immediately stepped forward and took out precision instruments to conduct their tests.

The instruments emitted gentle scanning beams as they connected to the Virtual Universe database for comparison.

A moment later, the tests were complete.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. You have completed the mission. The reward of ten thousand points has been credited to your account." The World Lord put away the instrument and bowed to Qin Ming.

"Sorry for the trouble, Your Highness. We'll take our leave."

The three returned briskly to their ship and quickly departed.

The manor fell quiet again.

Qin Ming checked his account. His points had indeed increased by ten thousand, but he didn't care much about it.

"My Blood Luo World training is officially over." He closed the virtual screen.

"By the time the Qualification Battle is over, it'll probably be about time for me to break through to Domain Lord." Qin Ming considered the matter.

He had no intention of wasting time by remaining at Universe Level.

Although his Space-Time Nightmare Beast clone gave him an affinity for the Space-Time Law and a comprehension speed far beyond ordinary people, his Universe Level life form and the nature of his soul still imposed limitations.

It was like trying to pour a surging river into a narrow bottle: the process was bound to be inefficient.

Domain Lord Level was a clear dividing line. With the leap in life level and the further growth of his soul, he would sense the Universe Origin with greater clarity and depth.

By then, the efficiency of comprehending the laws with the help of his Space-Time Nightmare Beast clone would undergo a qualitative leap.

Of course, the World Lord realm was still the most suitable for comprehending laws.

"With the foundation I've built up, breaking through to Domain Lord should come naturally." Qin Ming was confident.

His Law Comprehension, strength of will, and physical foundation had all long surpassed the limits of an ordinary Universe Level warrior.

"Still, before breaking through, I should get the Qualification Battle out of the way."

The day the Qualification Battle began had finally arrived.

"The Universe Level Qualification Battle for the Primal District is about to begin. Everyone, assemble!"

A deep voice rang out across the entire Primal District.

The five Universe Level members of the Primal District—Qin Ming, Ailuos, and the three old men who had cultivated for countless years—all looked up at the sky at once.

A figure dressed in black stood high above them, hands clasped behind his back, his aura as deep as the sea. He was clearly a powerful Immortal God, sent by the company to oversee the Qualification Battle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The five shot into the air and gathered before the man in black.

Ailuos glanced at Qin Ming with a complicated look, his heart already chilled.

He knew he was almost certain to be eliminated from the Primal Secret Realm this time.

Qin Ming, on the other hand, was certain to stay—and perhaps even hold an overwhelming advantage.

At the same time, the three old men from the Primal Secret Realm all turned their gazes to Qin Ming. Their expressions held scrutiny and solemnity, along with a trace of bitterness they could barely hide.

To be honest, Qin Ming had been in the Primal Secret Realm for nearly a century, but they had never seen him in person or in a public setting in the Virtual Universe, much less at any open lecture.

In their eyes, Qin Ming was almost too mysterious.

"Interesting." Qin Ming sensed the different gazes of the four people around him and chuckled to himself. He could clearly feel the fluctuations in their emotions.

Well, there's no point in being too hard on them. Once the Qualification Battle starts, I'll leave them some dignity and finish the fights. There's no need to go overboard. Qin Ming was perfectly calm.

After all, he was a World Lord. Fighting these "little fellows" at Universe Level was already unfair.

The three old men, however, were thinking something else. I've cultivated painstakingly for thousands of years, and I'm still stuck at the eighth level of the Heavenly Bridge... Yet he passed the eighth level a hundred years ago.

Living in the same era as a monster like him is truly... tragic.

The black-clad overseer's gaze swept over the five of them, lingering on Qin Ming for a moment longer than the others.

As an Immortal, he had naturally heard that Qin Ming had been accepted as Chaos City Lord's direct disciple, and couldn't help feeling envious.

A being like Chaos City Lord was an unreachable supreme existence to him, someone he didn't even have the qualifications to meet.

"Everyone is here." The man in black returned to the matter at hand, his voice authoritative.

"The rules of the Qualification Battle are simple. The five of you will fight in a round robin, with each person facing the other four. A win earns one point; a draw or a loss earns none.

"The top three in the final rankings will retain their places in the Primal Secret Realm. The bottom two will be demoted to the Primordial Secret Realm."

"The system will randomly assign the match order. Now, you'll be transported to the Martial Arena!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible spatial fluctuation enveloped the five.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The spatial fluctuations flashed one after another. Four of the five vanished from the center of the Martial Arena, transported to different waiting areas for their matches.

Qin Ming was the only one left.

"Oh? I didn't expect to sit out the first match." Qin Ming was a little surprised, then smiled.

"Don't worry. Everyone will fight all four matches; no one will miss a single one." The black-clad overseer explained in a gentle tone, taking the initiative to show some goodwill.

"With Your Highness's strength, this Qualification Battle is just a formality."

Qin Ming smiled and nodded without saying more. He found a seat in the stands and turned his attention to the first match, which was about to begin.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

As far as Qin Ming was concerned, all four of his Qualification Battle matches were already over.

The Qualification Battle as a whole was naturally not finished. The Universe Level Qualification Battle involved transfers between the Primal, Primordial, Heaven and Earth, and End of the World Secret Realms, so it would take several days to complete all the rounds and determine the final places.

But Qin Ming's part was already "wrapped up."

The Qualification Battle in the Primordial Secret Realm wasn't quite over yet. Its top three would have a chance to face the bottom three from the Primal Secret Realm in additional matches, competing for the one available place in the Primal Secret Realm.

But none of that had anything to do with Qin Ming anymore.

He had won all four matches, earning four points and securing a place in the Primal Secret Realm ahead of time—and, without question, in first place.

Against Ailuos and the three old men who had cultivated in the Primal Secret Realm for thousands of years, Qin Ming had used the same approach.

Three moves.

No more, no less. Exactly three moves.

He had spared his opponents' dignity. The black-clad overseer had seen everything and sighed to himself: This Highness... is meticulous, knows how to keep his strength hidden, and knows when to hold back. No wonder the City Lord took a liking to him.