Chapter 767

“Tai Chu is only the first of the Five Great Tai in Innate Five Tai.”

“There are still four more, each representing a different stage in my path.”

Lin Yuan was full of spirit.

Through Innate Five Tai, he had found the path he would walk from here onward.

The chaotic origin—the Tao of Tai Chi—was the Dao he had comprehended as his own.

And Innate Five Tai was the path extending from that Dao.

The former was his foundation, the latter his direction—equally important.

“Hmm?”

Just as Lin Yuan was preparing to further comprehend the Dao’s evolution in the fourth Source World—

His expression shifted slightly.

“The Wanwei Time-Space is about to open?”

Lin Yuan gazed off into the distance.

The Wanwei Time-Space was a unique realm created from the very essence of the Wanwei Lord.

When Lin Yuan first learned of its existence, he had formed a karmic link with the Wanwei Lord, allowing him to sense the Wanwei Time-Space’s coordinates and approach it.

Of course, to actually enter the Wanwei Time-Space required power on the level of a Lord.

First- or second-tier Time Lifeforms, even if they knew the coordinates, couldn’t get close.

Time Lifeforms below Lord level could only enter with the escort of a Lord.

“My Tai Chi Soul should be arriving soon as well.”

Lin Yuan thought to himself—he had dispatched his Tai Chi Soul over a hundred years ago when he first acquired intel on the Wanwei Time-Space.

Within that realm, countless treasures accumulated over the Wanwei Lord’s legendary life. While most had been taken over the ages, even a small find could make Lin Yuan immensely rich.

“This trip will focus on exploration. No need to fight unless I’m confident.”

Lin Yuan reminded himself.

According to the shopkeeper's intel, as long as one didn’t get reckless, exploring the Wanwei Time-Space posed little danger to a Lord.

And typically, one could acquire treasures worth several thousand catties of Time Sand.

It couldn’t compare to the ten thousand catties offered by the Night Mist Lord—but at least the choice was Lin Yuan’s.

Outside the Wanwei Time-Space—

Lin Yuan’s Tai Chi Soul gazed at the vast realm ahead.

The Wanwei Time-Space was much larger than even the top-level Chaos Void dimensions—boundless and immense. Even Time Lords could barely shake it.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

As it opened, countless presences surged inside.

It had opened many times before—there was no need to be overly cautious.

After a short wait, Lin Yuan entered as well.

“So this is the Wanwei Time-Space?”

Riding the surging flow of spacetime, Lin Yuan landed on a stretch of land and looked around carefully.

“The Dao’s suppression here is intense—almost no sense of timelines at all.”

Lin Yuan wasn’t surprised. He already knew this from the intel.

Inside the Wanwei Time-Space, large-scale movement was difficult, perception was heavily suppressed, and even Time Lords couldn’t observe their own or others’ timelines.

That was one of the iron rules laid down when the Wanwei Lord created this space—even Time Lords had to follow it.

“The Lord of Heavenly Radiance failed in his attempt to ascend as a Perfect Time Lifeform—he didn’t even have time to act before perishing. But the Wanwei Lord still had enough strength to forge this vast realm…”

Lin Yuan pondered.

Just from this comparison, it was clear—the Wanwei Lord’s strength surpassed the Lord of Heavenly Radiance by a significant margin.

“That deep region of the Wanwei Time-Space… those peak second-tier, even third-tier Time Lords always head straight there.”

Lin Yuan looked toward the distance.

“I won’t be joining that crowd.”

He shook his head.

Those higher-tier Time Lords weren’t here for treasures.

They came for the Wanwei Lord’s insights into the various transcendence paths.

Those insights were deep in the Wanwei Time-Space.

Of course, in the past, there had been rare instances where great treasures appeared in the outer regions—but they were exceedingly rare.

After a brief survey, Lin Yuan began searching.

The Wanwei Time-Space didn’t stay open long—at most a few million to ten million years.

For a Time Lord, that was but a blink of an eye.

Whoosh— Lin Yuan picked a direction and began flying.

Due to the suppressive environment, he could only explore by flying and slowly searching for treasure.

Boom!

Lin Yuan raised his hand and crushed a vast mountain range—but found nothing of value.

“This place has been explored so many times over the ages…”

He shook his head. No wonder the higher-tier Lords rushed to the deeper zones.

There might still be some treasures out here—but they were hard to find, making this area more suited for weaker Lords.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Lin Yuan stopped and looked toward a nearby hill. He sensed something unusual and reached out.

The hill split open—and an octagonal crystal appeared in his hand.

“A Lord-grade material?”

A smile appeared on his face. This octagonal crystal was a fine raw material for crafting Lord-grade items. Even this small piece was worth two thousand catties of Time Sand.

“Not bad at all.”

Lin Yuan was in high spirits. He had barely started and already found something. Some Time Lords searched for tens of thousands of years and found nothing comparable.

“This would be perfect to refine into my Origin Bell.”

He examined the material—it would indeed suit his signature weapon.

But that would have to wait until he left. His Tai Chi Soul hadn’t brought many items with it—he hadn’t even brought the Origin Bell.

First, because a first-tier version of the Bell wouldn’t help much.

Second, the Wanwei Time-Space was riddled with danger, and Lin Yuan had made worst-case preparations—he had sent only his Tai Chi Soul.

If it was destroyed here, at least he wouldn’t lose any true treasures.

In another part of the Wanwei Time-Space—

Seven or eight figures stood together.

The Night Mist Lord was surrounded in white mist. She glanced toward the deep region, then at the three or four Time Lords behind her.

Clearly, of the group, the Night Mist Lord and two others were the leaders. The rest stood behind them—lesser in status.

“Don’t worry. Whether we gain anything or not, I’ll still pay each of you ten thousand catties of Time Sand,” the Night Mist Lord said.

The five Lords behind her were all newly advanced—specifically hired.

Their purpose? To serve as backup—to stall other Lords in a fight for precious treasures.

New Lords might not match the strong ones in power, but if they gave it their all, they could still be useful.

“Thank you, Night Mist.”

“We’ll follow orders to the letter.”

The five replied quickly. Regardless of gains, they’d receive ten thousand catties—a guaranteed payday.

And with such a powerful leader backing them, they had the chance to grab some treasures themselves—it was a win-win.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan had already been exploring for three thousand years.

He had encountered other Time Lords twice—but they didn’t fight, simply exchanging glances and retreating.

Unless truly rare treasures were involved, Time Lords rarely clashed directly—especially in the Wanwei Time-Space, where one never knew who else might be lurking nearby.

And without access to timelines, they all acted cautiously.

“Three thousand years… and aside from that one Lord-grade material worth two thousand catties, I’ve found nothing else?”

Lin Yuan remained vigilant, though he felt a bit helpless.

But on second thought—this was normal.

Three thousand years was nothing here. Finding even one such material already meant he was lucky.

After all, he wasn’t in the deep zones—just the outer region, which had been scoured countless times.

Still, even without treasures, the three thousand years had advanced his understanding of the fourth Source World immensely.

In the Chaos Void—

Lin Yuan’s true body sat cross-legged.

Before him, strands of Tai Chu power intertwined, faintly giving rise to another form—another Tai.

“Tai Chu is the first Tai of Innate Five Tai. The second is Tai Shi… but ‘Tai Shi’…”

In his mind, insights continued to flow.

He had begun to grasp the second form of Innate Five Tai.

It would still take time to fully comprehend—but with the support of the fourth Source World, it wouldn’t be long.

“Hmm?”

Just then, Lin Yuan’s expression shifted.

“The Wanwei Time-Space…”

His gaze turned toward it.

Clearly, his Tai Chi Soul within had made a new discovery.

Inside the Wanwei Time-Space—

Lin Yuan suddenly stopped and looked in another direction.

There, a large section of space had torn open—and a small mountain drifted out from within.

The space here was unstable—rips were common. But with their command of spacetime, Time Lords usually sensed and avoided them.

“What is that?”

Lin Yuan’s pupils contracted.

That drifting mountain radiated a dense, pure force of time.

“A mountain made entirely of Time Sand?!”

He took a deep breath.

All his current wealth amounted to just a few thousand catties.

But that mountain?

A million catties?

Ten million?

“A great opportunity.”

His heart pounded. “That rift must have connected to the deeper region—some treasure drifted through and ended up out here where I found it?”

Countless thoughts surged in his mind—but they all led to one conclusion—

It’s mine.

That mountain of Time Sand belonged to him.

With it, he would go from a poor Time Lord to a wealthy one.

Buzz—

Lin Yuan vanished, reappearing beside the spatial rift, and instantly stored the mountain away.

Elsewhere—

Another bald figure turned toward the torn space.

This figure was a newly advanced second-tier Time Lord. His cold eyes narrowed as he noticed the rift.

“A mountain?”

He blinked, clearly stunned—it was made entirely of Time Sand.

But a moment later—

A figure appeared beside it and claimed the mountain.

“No!!”

The bald Time Lord’s heart bled.

He had been too far. By the time he reacted, someone else had taken the treasure.

“Who was that?”

He began observing Lin Yuan.

“If he's still exploring the outer region after all this time, he can’t be a peak second-tier. At most, he’s a fresh second-tier—or maybe still first-tier.”

The bald Lord relaxed, making up his mind.

If it were a normal treasure, he’d let it go.

But a mountain of Time Sand?

He couldn’t give that up.

With that, he disappeared from where he stood.

“Got it.”

Lin Yuan stored the mountain in his internal universe and started to fly away.

“This mountain…”

He was still thrilled.

Suddenly—

A figure appeared in the distance.

At the same time—

A formless pressure swept across the surroundings.

Lin Yuan’s brows furrowed. He stopped.

“Sir,”

The bald Time Lord fixed his gaze on Lin Yuan. “I saw that mountain too. Keeping it all for yourself is a bit greedy, don’t you think?”

“You saw it too?”

Lin Yuan understood immediately.

The Time Sand mountain, though taken quickly, hadn’t gone unnoticed.

This was inevitable.

“What do you want?”

Lin Yuan asked directly.

“Split it—half for me.”

The bald Lord said, “If you agree, this stays between us. You’ll be able to leave the Wanwei Time-Space in peace.”

In other words—

Refuse, and he’d spread the word.

Soon, other Time Lords—perhaps even peak second-tiers—would come for it.

“I’m not asking much,” he added.

He had no confidence in defeating Lin Yuan outright.

As a newly advanced second-tier, he couldn’t overpower a strong first-tier.

So he proposed a half-and-half deal.

“Not asking much?”

Lin Yuan frowned.

Giving up half for no reason? Of course he was unwilling.

But the threat was real.

“To claim half the mountain, talk is cheap,” Lin Yuan said after a moment’s thought. “Take one move from me. If you can withstand it, I’ll agree.”

If the bald Lord could take his strike unharmed, it meant they were equal in strength.

In that case, splitting the prize to avoid future trouble was wise.

“Take a move from you?”

The bald Lord laughed.

After thousands of years, anyone still searching the outer region couldn’t be that powerful.

“One move? I could take ten, a hundred—”

But before he could finish—

Lin Yuan raised a hand. A heavy, oppressive force gathered—power that seemed to originate from the very beginning of all things.

It formed a sky-covering prison, vast and boundless, crashing down toward the bald Time Lord.

“What—?!”

The bald Lord felt like he couldn’t breathe.

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