Devouring the Stars: Rising from the Snow Eagle System

The Ancestor of Flame Wind also knew that Zhou Lin was a legendary cultivator on the path of the soul.

However, he has been staying in the Dark Holy Realm for a long time.

What kind of place is the Dark Holy Realm? It gathers powerful beings from the entire world group, and even reincarnations from other world groups. Although the path of cultivating the soul is rare, he has seen some.

The Void Realm, the Fire of the Soul, and the Path of the Heart all exist within the Dark Holy Realm. Those low-level Chaos Origin bodies possess inherent mysteries, which powerful individuals can absorb and comprehend.

None of the cultivators on the path of the soul have the will to break free from the cage, and none have even cultivated to the second level of the God King realm.

In terms of soul and will, they are not much different from each other. Zhou Lin has never even left the Origin World. Even if he cultivates the Dao of the Soul, how much stronger can he be?
"You'll know once the Thunder Ancestor finishes his trial," Zhou Lin replied casually.

The path of the soul in this era is completely unsystematic. All cultivators, including the Lords of Chaos, have to slowly explore it because no source world has this path!
If Zhou Lin were to study this carefully, he would discover that in the fundamental Dao of any source world in this era, rules are almost always the primary factor.

For example, life, destruction, matter, fire, lightning, time and space, etc., are basically elements and rules.

However, the Chaotic Void and the Realm Heart Continent have countless paths, including the Path of Swords, the Path of Knives, the Path of Slaughter, and other skill-based paths, as well as the complete Path of the Void Realm.

It's not that the Origin Continent lacks the Path of the Soul. Luo Feng stated this directly after becoming a lord; the Origin World's origin does not possess a complete Path of the Soul.

The emergence of the Way of Skill requires countless strong individuals to accumulate experience and spend endless years to slowly improve it.

Those beings continuously wielded the sword, evolving from crude skills to profound understanding, then to a state of divine awareness, and even ascending to the "Dao," eventually becoming increasingly systematic until it transformed into the complete Dao of the sword's origin.
There's not even a need for a Sword Dao Ultimate Realm expert; as long as enough Sword Dao God Kings appear, the Origin World's origin will naturally gain another Origin Great Dao.

The same principle applies to the soul!
However, the number of God-Kings on the Soul Path is extremely rare, countless times less than those on the Path of Skill.

Even without Zhou Lin's appearance, the Primordial Ancestor would still have embarked on the path of the Void Realm, but he would have been limited to the aspect of illusory clones.

Perhaps after countless years, or with Luo Feng's help, the Primordial Ancestor will eventually discover that the Void Realm actually contains the mysteries of the soul, and finally become its founder.

The countless beings who bravely ventured forth to open up the world were able to form a complete Great Dao of the Soul's Origin, which also gave rise to the second-level cosmic gods of the Void Realm on the Realm Heart Continent.

Although Zhou Lin lives in this era, he has enjoyed the benefits of the path of the soul ahead of time.

……

The Thunder Ancestor spent a hundred years immersed in the illusion. He actually had the ability to break free long ago, but he had to temper his will and strengthen his Dao heart.

"Or not."

A century later, the Thunder Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes. After stepping back, he shook his head and sighed, "Yanfeng, I feel that if I can get through this trial, it will be of great benefit to my cultivation."

Zhou Lin stepped forward: "With your mindset and willpower, you two dare to try to pass the level? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Having said that, he went straight into the depths of darkness.

"Roar!!"

It was that familiar roar again, and Zhou Lin felt as if his soul had left his body, and he had been separated into another dimension of time and space.

He did not suppress this feeling, but allowed his soul to enter the illusion. In any case, this low-level Chaos Origin couldn't attack him, nor could the Flame Wind Ancestor and the Thunder Ancestor.

The trial area is absolutely safe.

Zhou Lin had previously tried to secretly attack Thunder using the Void Realm.

However, that power dissipated as soon as it entered the trial area, and attacks from other material energy sources were equally ineffective; the spirit was absolutely fair in this respect.

Zhou Lin's previous illusion techniques involved constructing beautiful worlds through the deepest desires of living beings, or creating painful hells through hatred.

However, this illusory world is extremely vast, like an ancient history book, recording a long history, from ancient times to the present, with countless fragments of memories flashing.

Zhou Lin transformed into this giant beast and lived in the infinite Chaos Origin Space. He was born as a low-level Chaos Origin, and his clan had many powerful members.

There are hundreds of billions of high-level Hunyuan, dozens of world-class Hunyuan, and even a Hunyuan progenitor, but Zhou Lin cannot see their true appearance.

After all, high-level Chaos Origin, world-class Chaos Origin, and even the Chaos Origin Ancestor are terrifying beings carrying memory pollution and soul pollution.

A low-level Chaos Origin could not simulate this pollution; it could not even make out their appearance clearly, only vaguely seeing clusters of black shadows.

He lived carefree in the Hunyuan Space, trying to absorb various energies and resources, hoping to one day evolve into a higher Hunyuan.

Occasionally, he would see his companions break through to higher levels. Zhou Lin was extremely envious of those high-level Hunyuan, who had also gained a certain status within their clans.

One day, Zhou Lin suddenly witnessed the scene of the great battle of life in Hunyuan!

Although they were separated by an infinite distance, and it was impossible to see the true faces of those two chaotic beings, the fluctuations were still extremely eerie.

Zhou Lin understood. This behemoth was broadcasting the scenes he had actually witnessed, intending to influence his mind with these world-destroying sights.

Just a glimpse from afar was enough to make one feel overwhelmed; this was the giant beast's true feeling back then, and it was now fully conveyed to Zhou Lin.

The power of Hunyuan, along with countless Hunyuan sand, was stirred up.

Like a raging torrent, it crashed against countless worlds. These were not the source worlds; most were the dwelling places of low-level Chaos Origin beings, and some were naturally formed small worlds. A single crash destroyed them.

Then, the waves continued to sweep across the vast expanse, with low roars echoing continuously, like the most terrifying sound in the world, or even the voice of destiny.

If it were any closer, even trillions of light-years away, that low growl would be enough to annihilate a half-Chuyuan Enlightenment cultivator. How terrifying! Countless low-level Chuyuan cultivators would have perished instantly.

That was a battle between two world-class beings of the Chaos Origin Realm.

Even though Zhou Linguang was only able to glimpse the scene of the battle through his memories and across an infinitely long timeline, he still felt his soul tremble and his mind go blank.

According to his estimation, the battlefield was at least 10^35 light-years away from the behemoth, or even more, otherwise a low-level Chaos Origin could not withstand it.

"You think you can scare me with something like this?!" Zhou Lin forcefully dispelled the fear: "My heart is the will of Heaven, and it is absolutely unshakable!"

No matter how shocking the scene became, he remained a detached observer. The giant beast seemed to understand Zhou Lin's Dao heart and changed its approach.

After the great war ended, these lower-level Chaos beings rebuilt their home. With the help of their community, the pollution was effectively driven away, and they continued to live happily.

Zhou Lin experienced the life of a low-level Chaos Source within the illusion, spanning hundreds of billions of years. He also had many friends. From this perspective, there shouldn't be any conflict between low-level Chaos Sources and the cultivator camp. They couldn't attack the interior of the Source World, nor could they devour its origin. In the Holy Realm, those were captured by lords and used as whetstones for cultivators.

How can you blame them?!

Over the long years, Zhou Lin had heard that some of his friends had been captured by cultivators and taken to the Holy Realm, and then no news came from them again. There were far too many low-level Chaos Origin beings in the Chaos Origin Space.

There are simply too many to count, and who would care about the life of a lowly Chaos Origin?

Zhou Lin continued to live for nearly a million years when war suddenly broke out, a major battle between naturally born chaotic beings and the cultivator camp.

The lords' main battle avatars are engaged in fierce battles with the progenitors on the front lines.

The other clones travel to various places to protect those world groups, especially the legendary Star Lord. He can even observe the timeline and predict in advance when a world-level Chaos Origin is about to destroy the Origin World, so he goes to the enemy group to eliminate them.

With the Star Lord's methods, if he wanted to kill a world-class Chaos Origin, even the Ancestors would have no way to protect him.

After killing the world-class Chaos Source, the Star Lord would also capture a bunch of high-level Chaos Sources, not to mention countless low-level ones, and then throw them into the Holy Realm to be imprisoned.

After the power of high-level Chaos Origin cultivators is sealed, they become Chaos Origin Prisoners. Unless they are willing to surrender to cultivators, they will die sooner or later.

Lower-level Chaos Sources are banished to the wild, left to be slaughtered by cultivators. Occasionally, a lower-level Chaos Source will breach a city, and the lord will keep his promise and release them.

……

"what is that?!"

Zhou Lin's pupils contracted sharply as he saw a crystal-clear, jade-like palm appear. This palm blotted out the sky and the sun, with endless spacetime constantly arising and ceasing within its fingers. It was even more vast than a sacred realm, exceeding his observational range.
Subsequently, he was imprisoned in a certain space-time within the palm of his hand, where there were hundreds of billions of low-level Chaos Sources, who were banished to various holy realms to be slaughtered at will.

Zhou Lin also arrived at a sacred realm. They would occasionally attack cultivators, but more often they would be trampled on by the cultivators' thin veils.

Many of his people died because the rules governing his body were highly favored by cultivators, especially his eye. Zhou Lin felt exhausted and lived in constant fear.

The fear of death, the longing for the beautiful past, and the hatred for cultivators all constantly influenced Zhou Lin's Daoist heart.

Zhou Lin even personally experienced what it felt like to be hunted down by cultivators.

He lived in a place comparable to the Dark Holy Realm, where there were many half-primordial cultivators, as well as beings with dual-path half-primordial cultivation, and even stronger beings.

"We are just low-level Chaos Source beings, and we can't harm you, so why are you arresting us? Why are you destroying our homes?"

"I just want to live, what did I do wrong?!"

In a daze, Zhou Lin seemed to hear a series of questions, not from the giant beast itself, but from the collective voices of countless lower-level Chaos Origin beings.

Neither the Thunder Ancestor nor the Flame Wind Ancestor could continue to this stage before being forcibly interrupted; they dared not continue any further.

They need time to process just the images of the battle.

"Cultivators, why can't you let us live a normal life?!"

A series of angry roars and questions kept echoing in his mind.

"Because you are weak."

Zhou Lin replied coldly, still in his beast form, his eyes devoid of any emotion: "Once you evolve into advanced Chaos Origin, world-class Chaos Origin, you will eventually come to devour the Origin World. Why did we capture you? Because you are weak!"

The relationship between naturally occurring primordial beings and beings from the source world is like that of prey and hunter, but this relationship can change at any time.

The life forms in the primordial world are weak, and the naturally primordial life forms treat them as food. However, once they grow up, they turn around and hunt wild creatures as usual.

As for right and wrong? What right or wrong is there between ethnic groups or factions?! Is it meaningful to trace who started the killing?!
No!

As long as Zhou Lin is strong enough, he can intimidate all directions and prevent the Origin World from being devoured by the Chaos Origin Lifeforms. At that time, he will be right!
"Damn cultivators!" the giant beast roared, a sound that even the Flame Wind Ancestor and the Thunder Ancestor heard, and their expressions changed drastically.

"What on earth did he do to make even this low-level Chaos Origin Realm cultivator lose his composure like this?!" Ancestor Yanfeng roared. "Could it be because of his soul path? But he's only a second-level God King!"

The Thunder Ancestor was even more shocked. He and Yan Feng both possessed the perfected will of a God Emperor, and he was even slightly stronger than Yan Feng, yet neither of them could withstand the challenge.

In contrast, Zhou Lin had managed to cause the giant beast to lose its composure so badly.

Boom! ! !
Zhou Lin had broken free of the illusion. He opened his eyes, draped in a dazzling golden robe, his boundless light radiating throughout the universe, his will sharp and piercing, even shocking the ancestors of the two nations.

“What a terrifying will…” the Thunder Ancestor murmured.

This kind of will is terrifying, almost reaching the extreme of the cage, and very close to the complete high-level primordial will. Perhaps Zhou Lin can achieve it by comprehending the fusion of the four veins of the void realm.

Zhou Lin glanced coldly back at the Flame Wind Ancestor before stepping forward. He still had a long way to go, traversing the interrogation path paved with rules.

Frost and snow drifted by, followed by a fierce wind, like sharp blades, like divine punishment! Zhou Lin had to constantly unleash his peak combat power to resist!

If one's strength is insufficient, they may be blasted away or even killed directly, but Zhou Lin was able to maintain his peak combat power to break through.

"Yanfeng, it seems he's about to go." Thunder Ancestor stared in disbelief at this scene: "He's just a mere God-King, yet his will is above ours?!"

"He probably hasn't broken free of his shackles yet, but he's definitely no less than some semi-primordial cultivators."

The voice of the Flame Wind Ancestor trembled slightly: "But if he cultivates to the ultimate realm, or even the level of a God Emperor, wouldn't his will break free from its cage?!"

When one's will breaks free from its cage, one becomes invincible in the Dark Holy Realm.

“It’s hard to say, Yanfeng. I sense a crisis. We need to start cultivating as soon as possible.” Thunder Ancestor said seriously, “His path will probably be billions of times more difficult than ours. Such a genius is unlikely to look down on a high-level Chaos Origin.”

A genius favored by both Star Lords and Primal Lords, his minimum potential is world-class Chaos Origin, and he even has a slight chance of becoming a Lord!
The mindset of the Thunder's founder is changing.

Zhou Lin's extraordinary talent was simply too astonishing to them; his cultivation speed was even faster than Dongbo Xueying's.

(End of this chapter)