He Was the Law Before Laws, the Order Before Order

Yet after feeding the little one, another problem arose.

Where was he supposed to sleep?

Snow Emperor looked around the Ice Crystal Palace, her gaze settling on the ice bed.

The ice bed was crystal-clear and gave off a faint chill. To Snow Emperor, it was the most comfortable bed in the world.

But for Ling Xiao...

When Snow Emperor tried to place Ling Xiao on the ice bed, his body suddenly shuddered the moment she set him down.

"Ugh..."

Ling Xiao let out an uncomfortable whimper, his little face instantly scrunching up.

Ling Xiao began to tremble uncontrollably, flailing his hands and feet through the air as he desperately searched for the warmth he had just lost.

Snow Emperor's heart suddenly clenched, and she immediately picked Ling Xiao back up.

The moment the little one returned to Snow Emperor's embrace, he instinctively nuzzled against her.

His little hand tightly gripped her collar again, and his body gradually stopped trembling.

"..."

Snow Emperor looked at Ling Xiao in her arms.

She was silent for a long time.

Then, she made a decision.

She spread several layers of cloth over the ice bed to lessen the chill it gave off.

She placed Ling Xiao at her side, then gathered him into her arms with one arm.

Ling Xiao felt warmth.

Warmth enveloped him from all directions, dispelling all the cold.

He leaned toward the source of that warmth, pressing his entire body tightly against Snow Emperor's embrace.

Snow Emperor lowered her head to look at him, a faint softness appearing on her face.

"Sleep... sleep..."

Gradually.

The two of them drifted into dreams together.

Ling Xiao, sleeping soundly in Snow Emperor's arms, was now immersed in a stretch of chaos.

This was a dream.

Or perhaps, an inheritance.

He fell into boundless darkness.

Unlike the darkness of blindness from his previous life, the darkness before him was alive.

It breathed. It churned.

Then, a bolt of lightning tore through the darkness, thoroughly illuminating the scene before him.

In a daze.

Ling Xiao seemed to see himself standing above countless stars.

Before he could see clearly.

His consciousness was drawn away by that bolt of lightning once more, and countless images surged into his mind like a tide.

He saw...

The chaos before heaven and earth were formed.

Within the void, a purple bolt of lightning came into being out of nothing.

That lightning contained the power of creation. It was the most primordial, purest form of power.

It belonged to no law and was bound by no rule. It was the law before laws, the order before order.

Innate Chaos Thunder Spirit.

That was him.

Ling Xiao's mind shook violently.

The inherited memories slowly unfolded within his consciousness like a grand and ancient history book:

Innate Chaos Thunder Spirit:

Born at the creation of heaven and earth, it was the tangible manifestation of the source power of creation.

Feeds on Divine Lightning of the Nine Heavens:

Heavenly lightning was the purest form of energy between heaven and earth. To an Innate Thunder Spirit, it was both food and a cultivation resource.

Communes with heaven and earth:

Through the origin of the Thunder Spirit, it could summon heavenly lightning from above the Nine Heavens and command it to obey.

Immune to heavenly lightning's annihilation:

No lightning punishment could harm an Innate Thunder Spirit. Instead, it would become nourishment.

Breaks the shackles of heavenly tribulation:

It could negate or suppress the shackles of heavenly lightning placed upon other living beings.

Any tribulation lightning shackles sent down by the Heavenly Dao could be broken by an Innate Thunder Spirit.

There was much more information in the memories.

However, Ling Xiao's consciousness was currently too weak, and he could only receive the most basic portions.

Yet even this was enough to leave Ling Xiao utterly shocked.

An Innate Chaos Thunder Spirit fed on heavenly lightning, could summon Divine Lightning of the Nine Heavens, and could shatter the shackles of heavenly lightning.

This information was like a key, unlocking memories from his previous life.

Because the first novel he had read was Douluo, he instinctively thought of Douluo Continent.

In the world of Douluo, the Heavenly Dao suppressed soul beasts, preventing them from ever becoming gods.

Tens of thousands of soul beasts became stepping stones for humanity, until they were ultimately driven to extinction.

Back then, he had been furious.

That Dragon God had been brainless too.

A disaster he had caused himself, yet he made all soul beasts bear the consequences together.

Especially during Huo Yuhao's era in the second Douluo novel, soul beasts could not even rest in peace after death.

Soul spirit contracts.

Chasing an illusory path to godhood.

But after Huo Yuhao became a god, before the Divine Realm was swept away by the spacetime turbulence.

Had a single soul spirit benefited from it?

In the end, were they not still exterminated as a race?

In his previous life.

Ling Xiao had been a blind orphan. Back then, there was nothing he could do.

But this life was different, because in this life, he possessed great power.

Breaking the shackles of heavenly lightning.

What did that mean?

It meant he could change the plight of soul beasts and change this unfair world.

But the question was...

Had he really transmigrated into Douluo?

If he truly had transmigrated into Douluo, then what point in Douluo's timeline was it now?

Ling Xiao's consciousness gradually blurred.

The inherited memories were too vast. He could no longer endure them, and he felt increasingly sleepy.

Before Ling Xiao was about to fall asleep, he vaguely heard a voice.

It was close, soft, and warm.

"Sleep... sleep..."

Snow Emperor was whispering beside his ear. Ling Xiao could not help but smile faintly amid the chaos.

"Mom..."

He murmured in his dream.

Then, he fell completely asleep as well.

This darkness was no longer cold, no longer lonely, because Snow Emperor was by his side.

Time quietly passed.

Within the Ice Crystal Palace, Snow Emperor fed Ling Xiao with soul power day after day.

Ling Xiao truly lived up to being an Innate Thunder Spirit. As long as he had soul power to absorb, his body could grow rapidly, developing far faster than an ordinary infant.

In just a few days.

He had gone from an infant incapable of even rolling over to being able to crawl across the ice bed.

Snow Emperor was not surprised by this.

The growth rate of spirits had always differed from that of ordinary living beings, much less an Innate Thunder Spirit, an existence even purer than she was.

As long as there was sufficient soul power, Ling Xiao's growth would only become faster and faster.

Snow Emperor watched Ling Xiao crawl all over the ice bed, a gratified smile appearing on her face.

Ling Xiao did not feel that he was growing quickly.

But he knew very well that this body of his was simply far too weak.

He could not even stand up and could only crawl forward bit by bit on his belly.

The surface of the ice bed was as smooth as a mirror.

He had already slipped several times, each fall leaving him sprawled on his back.

But Ling Xiao was not discouraged.

Being able to see his own hands and feet was already an immense blessing.

"Mm... mmh..."

Ling Xiao lay on the ice bed, wriggling forward with all four limbs. His little face was flushed red, and he appeared to be exerting every ounce of strength he had.

Snow Emperor sat at the other end of the ice bed, silently watching him.

From Snow Emperor's perspective, Ling Xiao looked less like he was practicing controlling his body and more like he was wreaking havoc on the ice bed.

The little thing would crawl forward a couple of steps, then turn around and crawl back a couple more.

He grabbed the edge of the ice bed and tried to stand, only for his legs to give out and send him flopping back down.

Snow Emperor watched this scene.

Even on that face which had remained cold for tens of thousands of years, a faint smile could not help but appear.

Suddenly.

Ling Xiao stopped. He lay on the ice bed, raised his head, and stared directly at Snow Emperor.

Snow Emperor was slightly startled.

Ling Xiao looked at her for a long while, then revealed an innocent smile.

"Mom, you're so pretty."