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When Fang Yan opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar Xingkong.

Southern Border Star Domain, Yinghuo Star.

This name had been etched into his mind from the first day he transmigrated into this body.

Yinghuo Star had crimson land and two moons hanging in the heavens, one silver-white and the other deep blue.

This was a remote territory of the Southern Border Star Domain, but it was also the foundation of the immortal god family, Fang.

His current identity was Fang Yan, the only son of the Fang Family's Seventh Elder.

Of course, that was not the important part.

The important part was that in his previous life, he had still been atop Heavenly Court in the Gu Insect World, facing the legendary Dragon Duke.

When that palm came down, Fang Yan did not even have time to see Dragon Duke's expression clearly. He only felt his body explode from within, his flesh and bones undergoing an instant qualitative transformation from a "humanoid life-form" into a Chaoshan beef ball.

That death had been far too undignified. Even now, he occasionally dreamed of rolling between two enormous stone millstones, being ground into minced meat.

"I was an otherworldly demon, after all. Getting beaten into a beef ball like that is way too embarrassing."

Fang Yan lay atop the cliff of Sky Pillar Peak, the tallest mountain on Yinghuo Star, gazing at the two moons overhead as he sighed sincerely.

The moment his words fell, the Spring Autumn Cicada inside his body vibrated its wings and let out an extremely soft, faint chirp.

Strangely enough, the Spring Autumn Cicada was no longer merely a Gu insect.

After Fang Yan transmigrated into the Swallowed Starry Sky universe, he discovered that he possessed two bodies.

One was his current human body. As the only son of the Fang Family's Seventh Elder, he had decent potential and was considered a somewhat renowned genius in the Southern Border Star Domain.

The other was the Spring Autumn Cicada itself.

When Fang Yan transmigrated, he had casually fished through the River of Time in the Gu World. Who would have thought that he would scoop up a Spring Autumn Cicada from the future?

It had then become his avatar.

When Fang Yan first realized this, even he had been badly startled.

He had been in this universe for five years now, and Fang Yan had basically figured out the state of his Spring Autumn Cicada avatar.

After being transformed by the laws of the Primordial Universe, the Spring Autumn Cicada had become a product of the Swallowed Starry Sky world.

Its genetic level had reached a shocking thousandfold.

The Spring Autumn Cicada, which had only been the size of a fingernail in the Gu World, had now become a colossal creature a thousand meters long.

Faint golden patterns appeared on its translucent cicada wings. These patterns glowed in the darkness, like some ancient talismans.

Although these basic attributes could only be considered decent among special life-forms, the Spring Autumn Cicada's innate secret technique was utterly heaven-defying.

Time Reversal!

This was an innate secret technique that had never appeared in the countless cycles of the Primordial Universe.

Although Fang Yan, at the World Lord stage, could only reverse time by one minute within a ten-meter radius, if used properly, this secret technique was a bug-level ability.

Because he could choose whether to rewind along with it or not.

And the range limit would gradually increase as his realm improved.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan smiled and placed a Wind Crystal Spirit Fruit that had been eaten down to its core on the table.

This was a cosmic treasure that could rapidly increase one's comprehension of the Law of Wind.

Innate secret technique, Time Reversal, activate!

A cicada's cry rang out, and streams of black-gold light flashed across the secret patterns on the Spring Autumn Cicada within his original nucleus.

The cicada's cry, Youyou, drifted outward, and a circle of ripples nearly invisible to the naked eye spread from Fang Yan's brow.

Then Fang Yan calmly watched as the thoroughly gnawed fruit core on the table began to change.

The few traces of pulp remaining on the core first increased. Scattered strands of fiber became moist, plump flesh, and that flesh changed from pale green to translucent snow-white, wrapping itself around the core once more.

The Wind Crystal Spirit Fruit had been restored!

It sat steadily on the tabletop, perfectly round, its skin a greenish white. The icy blue patterns on its surface glimmered, and it even carried a hint of fresh dew as though it had just been picked from a branch.

"Isn't this basically using my left foot to step on my right foot and fly into the sky?"

Fang Yan picked up the fruit with a smile and took another bite.

This was still the early era of the Primordial Universe. Humanity only had two Universe Masters, Dragon Walker Lord and Origin, but humanity could still be considered a peak race.

This was still the era of the Eight Beast Gods. Only after Universe Supreme Beings gradually appeared in the Primordial Universe would the standard for peak races rise.

As the son of the Fang Family's Seventh Elder, Fang Yan had naturally received the family's full support after displaying his Wind Domain at the Stellar level.

With this sort of left-foot-stepping-on-right-foot cultivation, Fang Yan had actually piled resources onto himself until he reached the ninth rank of the World Lord stage.

A moment later, Fang Yan finished another Wind Crystal Spirit Fruit, and his comprehension of the Law of Wind surged once more.

Just as he prepared to activate Time Reversal again—

An abstruse fluctuation spread from within his body, and wind rose out of nowhere around Fang Yan.

Above the crimson land, the formerly calm sky suddenly darkened. Air currents began to whirl violently high above, forming a massive eye of wind that covered tens of thousands of miles.

A drop of azure water fell from the sky and landed precisely on Fang Yan's forehead.

Fang Yan sat cross-legged and slowly rose into the air.

A pale cyan law mark appeared on his brow. It resembled a feather weathered by the wind for hundreds of millions of years, simple yet containing the true essence of wind.

This was recognition from the Law of Wind.

Fang Yan clearly felt the soul crystal deep within his original nucleus begin to tremble. Strands of secret law patterns appeared out of thin air, as though an invisible hand were branding them onto his soul.

Those patterns were intricate yet fluid, emitting a faint cyan glow. They were the manifestation of the Law of Wind.

"Ah, how lonely it is to be invincible."

Fang Yan lay on the grass atop Sky Pillar Peak with a stalk of windtail grass in his mouth.

After being beaten into a beef ball, Fang Yan had suddenly become much more clear-headed.

How wonderful it was to cultivate safely and steadily at home. Why did he have to go out and fight and kill?

Craving beef balls?

The early Primordial Universe was far from peaceful.

"Hahaha!"

Just as Fang Yan lay sprawled out on the mountaintop, a hearty laugh came from below.

Fang Yan dug at his ear.

"Good grief, the drop is eighty thousand miles, and his voice is still that loud?"

That laughter still echoed through the mountains when a burly figure had already arrived through the air.

The newcomer was tall and broad, with rough features and a thick beard. He wore dark red battle armor covered in marks from blades and axes.

He was Fang Yan's father in this life, Fang Lie, the Fang Family's Seventh Elder.

Fang Lie was a typical martial fanatic. His strength had been stuck at the ninth rank of the World Lord stage for three thousand years, his law comprehension always just one step short. But the man was absurdly strong—lifting a ten-thousand-zhang metal mountain with one hand was like child's play to him.

"You little brat, I felt the disturbance from the foot of the mountain."

Fang Lie strode over and slapped Fang Yan on the shoulder. The force cracked the ground within a hundred zhang in every direction.

Fang Yan did not move in the slightest.