In this lifetime, Su Chen had turned one hundred thousand Reverse Fate Points into five hundred thousand.

No one could possibly have imagined that the greatest emperor in all of history had begun as nothing more than an ordinary crow.

This era had been far too chaotic, allowing Su Chen to seize opportunity after opportunity as he climbed step by step to the very peak.

[Reverse Fate Points: 599,998]

[Talent: 0 (+)]

[Comprehension: 0 (+)]

[Background: 0 (+)]

[Dao Heart: 150,000]

After living for twenty million years, his Dao Heart had directly surged by one hundred thousand points. He still possessed nearly six hundred thousand Reverse Fate Points remaining.

Comprehension:300,000

Background: 99,998

Points allocated successfully.

All in. The Sixteenth Life had begun. He wanted transcendence. He wanted to witness what truly existed beyond the universe itself.

...

Su Chen soon realized something strange. He did not seem to be human. Nor was he a demon. He had no gender, no cultivation, no clear concept of self. He had no idea how much time had passed before he finally sensed traces of life around him.

"His talent is excellent... The Void Cosmic Sea still has an empty True Immortal seat. He may have a chance."

"There is also a vacant universe..."

"That universe contains far too many secrets. There was even a genius who nearly transcended an entire world. Because of that, many immortal lands no longer dare send their successors there."

"That only makes it more worth gambling on. Becoming an immortal in the Void Cosmic Sea was never easy. If one lacks the conviction to conquer an entire world, how could they ever become immortal?"

"A hundred million years have already passed. If we miss this opportunity, waiting for another immortal seat will be far too difficult."

"..."

Su Chen desperately wanted to say something.

You cannot just look at talent. I also have absurd comprehension.

Unfortunately, he could not speak.

"A genius who nearly transcended the universe?"

Was that not him from his previous life?

Damn.

Su Chen suddenly felt some kind of liquid being poured over him. Then he was casually tossed down into the lower realm. At least give him some supreme immortal technique or an immortal artifact or something!

Su Chen had received absolutely nothing. He felt utterly speechless. Those two old fellows chatting earlier were far too irresponsible.

Just like that, Su Chen was thrown back into the taboo universe with an unknown designation. After an unknown amount of time passed, he finally regained awareness of his own existence.

When he opened his eyes, countless people surrounded him.

"The Immortal Spirit has been born! The Immortal Spirit of our Myriad Laws Emperor Sect has finally been born!"

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Su Chen: "?"

The world was vast. Yet at the same time, strangely small.

A thin, sword-bearing man with refined features burst into laughter.

"After a million years, our Myriad Laws Emperor Sect has finally produced a peerless figure!"

"Little fellow, from today onward, you are the successor of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect. All of us here are your masters. In the future, you are destined to become the greatest Emperor in all of history!"

Everyone looked at the gradually forming human figure with boundless anticipation.

Su Chen: "?"

Do you people have any sense of courtesy?

Those eyes of his seemed capable of seeing through all things.

With a single glance, he could easily perceive another person's Dao and techniques.

Although Su Chen did not recognize any of the people before him, their Dao and arts felt incomparably familiar.

After countless years, though they had evolved and likely been perfected by supreme Great Emperors over generations, their most fundamental aura still originated from... the Myriad Laws Emperor Scripture.

In other words, the faction he had created two lifetimes ago had not only survived through tens of millions of years, but seemed to be thriving quite well.

No. More than well. It was flourishing beyond imagination.

The sword-bearing expert alone already possessed the qualifications to attain the Dao in Su Chen's eyes.

After thinking it through carefully, Su Chen realized something. In his previous life, he had slaughtered far too many Great Emperors and destroyed countless inheritances, yet he had never once touched the Myriad Laws Sect.

After his failure to break beyond the world barrier, it was entirely possible that the Myriad Laws Sect had rapidly risen using its immense foundation. After tens of millions of years, it had likely become a colossal inheritance spanning several eras, perhaps even one of the oldest human factions in existence.

Su Chen's form gradually transformed, becoming a handsome young man with red lips, white teeth, and unmatched elegance. In this life, he was an innate lifeform born from beyond the world itself.

And so, Su Chen began familiarizing himself with the environment of this new life.

...

In a corner of the world unknown to Su Chen, a figure suddenly awoke from bed. He pushed aside the maidservant who had come to attend him and clutched his head.

"So... I really was reborn? The Wheel of Time truly exists."

The young man muttered softly to himself. Excitement flickered within his eyes, yet beneath it lay the ancient weariness of someone who had endured endless ages. Inside his mind floated a radiant wheel that seemed to carry the flow of time itself.

The treasure had a name. The Wheel of Time.

Perhaps few people in the world knew of it by that name, but it possessed another title far more famous.

One of the Nine Innate Supreme Treasures. A legendary artifact capable of controlling the power of time itself, touching the realm of taboo existence and containing an opportunity for transcendence.

The young man recalled that final battle. The war that had destroyed the entire Mythic Era. Even someone as powerful as he had fallen in that catastrophe. Fortunately, at the moment of death, he had successfully touched the Wheel of Time. The artifact carried a fragment of his soul across endless rivers of time before finally arriving in this era.

"Hm?"

The young man searched through the memories in his mind. Then he suddenly froze. It seemed... the Wheel of Time had carried him a little too far into the future.

The Mythic Era had long since vanished into obscurity. After it had come the Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, the Antiquity Era, the Dark Era, the Emperor Dao Era, and finally the current New Era.

This was not just a slight overshoot. He had practically flown across the ages.

Still, the young man quickly calmed himself. He too had once lived through endless years, reigning above all races and suppressing the heavens themselves. Entire eras had perished beneath his hand. Every Emperor throughout history had been defeated by him.

So what if countless years now separated him from the Mythic Era?

He had once been the Forbidden Heavenly Venerate of the Mythic Age, an existence that surpassed all ancient Emperors. Now that he had been reborn, he would inevitably ascend to the peak once more.

However, there was one prerequisite before that could happen.

Ning Changqing realized. His cultivation had apparently been crippled by the servant of a servant belonging to an outer disciple of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect.

Fortunately, the destroyed cultivation was not a problem. Using the Wheel of Time as his foundation, he could forge the strongest cultivation base to ever exist.

"A mere servant beneath an outer disciple dares act this arrogantly? So this is what the later generations have become? Do not worry. I will avenge you. I will bear your karma for you. And the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect itself will eventually perish by my hand."

Ning Changqing flicked his sleeve. Beneath his calm, still eyes, killing intent quietly surfaced. Yet his heart remained utterly tranquil, as though he were speaking to the lingering remnant soul within this body. After hearing those words, the remnant soul seemed finally freed from its burdens.

Ning Changqing concealed his killing intent once more. As the great Heavenly Venerate, he truly was not someone who held grudges.

"I wonder whether the items I left behind still exist..."

Ning Changqing was fully confident that he could destroy the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect. Just not yet. He still needed time to prepare and grow stronger.

In that case, he would begin his revenge with the servant beneath the servant of that outer disciple. After all, Ning Changqing clearly remembered how that fellow had constantly bullied him within the Ning Clan.

A mere servant of a servant beneath an outer disciple of an Emperor Sect had actually dared humiliate the Heavenly Venerate like him.