In the universe, there are a total of ten fundamental laws. Among them, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth belong to the spatial laws, while wind, thunder, and light belong to the temporal laws. By comprehending a lower-level law, one can use it as a stepping stone to comprehend a higher-level law. Ultimately, by achieving success in both, one can become a realm lord and an immortal powerhouse.

However, the temporal and spatial laws have no connection between them. It is easy to comprehend lower-level and higher-level laws within the same category, but it is difficult to comprehend a higher-level law from scratch. It is a waste of time!

In the original work, Bolan was like this. Clearly, his comprehension of the spatial laws far surpassed others, but he wanted to cultivate both time and space. As a result, he slowed down his cultivation speed and was gradually surpassed by Luo Feng, ending up in defeat.

“What is most important for you now is to spend more time on comprehending the wind and time laws. By doing so, you may be able to enter the top ten in the genius battle!” Man Luo advised Xu Zong carefully.

Comprehending higher-level laws is extremely difficult, especially without a lower-level law as a stepping stone. Xu Zong’s ability to comprehend the time law through the wind law was already astonishing in Man Luo’s eyes. Naturally, he did not want Xu Zong to waste time on cultivating both time and space.

However, despite Man Luo’s earnest advice, Xu Zong still shook his head.

“Deepening my comprehension of the wind and time laws, as you said, will only allow me to enter the top ten at best.”

Seeing that Man Luo was about to get angry, Xu Zong quickly added, “In that case, let’s set a limit of one year. If I don’t comprehend the spatial law within a year, I will focus all my energy on deepening my understanding of the time law. How about that?”

Upon hearing this, Man Luo was taken aback.

“Alright, you’re only 19 years old after all. Young people are naturally full of energy and won’t turn back until they hit a wall. Let’s use one year to test it out. Anyway, there are still two years left. When you understand how difficult it is to cultivate both time and space, you will understand my intentions.”

After contemplating for a while, Man Luo sighed and no longer insisted, agreeing to Xu Zong’s proposal.

How could it be possible to comprehend the spatial law out of thin air in just one year?

Man Luo shook his head and returned to his recliner, clearly not expecting Xu Zong to succeed.

Xu Zong breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the space of slaughter, continuing his arduous cultivation of the spatial law.

He was determined in his heart. His speed of comprehending laws was far beyond what it used to be. With the support of the sixth-order secret pattern, the true meaning of the spatial avenue, and various talents, he didn’t believe that he couldn’t comprehend the spatial law within a year!

Nine days later, Xu Zong successfully broke through to the first level of the stellar level in reality, and his strength increased more than tenfold compared to when he was at the ninth level of the planetary level.

After reaching the stellar level, Xu Zong completely relaxed. His cultivation was enough to participate in the genius battle, so he focused more on comprehending the laws.

Several months later, Luo Feng and the other two successfully returned from the boundary. As expected, the inheritance of the Thunder World Lord belonged to the Thunder God, and Luo Feng obtained a large amount of wealth.

After returning, without hesitation, Luo Feng transferred 4 billion universe coins to Xu Zong, Thunder God, and Hong.

“Boss, you’re generous!” Xu Zong happily accepted it.

Since then, the four brothers immersed themselves wholeheartedly in cultivation, preparing for the upcoming universe genius battle in three years.

In the chat group.

Manghuang Xu Zong: “Haven’t you come out of the Gate of Life and Death yet, @Battle Through the Heavens Xu Zong?”

Battle Through the Heavens Xu Zong: “Why are you in such a hurry? I’m still challenging the final level. This level is indeed difficult. I estimate it will take another two months to pass.”

Manghuang Xu Zong: “Alright then, remember to livestream when the time comes.”

Battle Through the Heavens Xu Zong: “Definitely, definitely.”

In the world of Battle Through the Heavens, at the deepest part of the Gate of Life and Death.

In the dim tunnel space, Xu Zong walked out of the final level with his hands behind his back, casually strolling to the inheritance secret room left by the first generation sect master, Yun Poting.

In front of the secret room, there was a palm-sized disc. Xu Zong approached and placed his hand on it, inputting the Dou Qi cultivated from the Wind Rising Cloud Mist Art. The secret room quickly opened in response.

No one had been here for many years, and the secret room was already covered in dust.

On the ground, there was a meditation cushion and a skeleton sitting on it. There was no flesh left on the skeleton, and it was dressed in a dusty green robe. Although it had long been dead, its back remained straight, as if it could pierce through the sky.

Just as Xu Zong was about to approach, a faint blue light emanated from the skeleton, condensing into an illusory figure in mid-air.

“After waiting for hundreds of years, a junior has finally reached this level.”

The person had a handsome face, appearing to be in his forties or fifties. His green hair fluttered, and his whole body emitted a faint halo. He had no physical body, only a soul.

“Little girl, what is your name?” The person lowered his head and looked at Xu Zong, his expression calm and serene.

“I am Nalan Yanran, the current young sect master of the Cloud Mist Sect,” Xu Zong realized who this soul was and respectfully bowed.

“Greetings, Ancestor Yun Poting!””At such a young age, you have already reached the Profound Rank, comparable to the peak bloodline of the ancient clan. It is rare to see such a genius among the younger generation of the Cloud Mist Sect!”

Yun Poting sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes filled with admiration.

“You are only at the Profound Rank, how can you pass the level I set?”

Xu Zong didn’t speak, he just threw a punch. The air instantly exploded, and the shockwave rolled like a hurricane. The power of this punch was much stronger than an ordinary Profound Rank, combined with the power of a low-level Earth Rank combat technique, his strength was comparable to that of a Martial Emperor!

“Such power in just one punch?”

Yun Poting’s eyes widened in surprise. With his knowledge, he couldn’t help but marvel at the terrifying explosive technique.

“Very well! With your talent, I can pass on all my lifelong learnings to you, so that this continent will not lose the name of Yun Poting!”

Yun Poting laughed heartily and pointed his finger. Two scrolls flew out from the withered bones on the mat and landed in Xu Zong’s hands.

“You can learn them!”

Xu Zong nodded silently and opened the two scrolls.

These two scrolls happened to record the proud techniques and combat skills of Yun Poting in his prime.

One of them was a mid-level Earth Rank wind attribute technique called Wind Rising Misty Clouds.

The other one was a high-level Earth Rank wind attribute combat skill called Three Thousand Raven Slaughter. Its power was extremely high, and when used to its fullest extent, it could even rival some Heaven Rank combat skills!

Xu Zong nodded silently. This was worthy of Yun Poting’s prestige in the original work. Looking at this inheritance, Yun Poting was at least a high-level Martial Emperor with three or four stars, and his combat skills were extremely powerful. No wonder he had gained such a reputation in Zhongzhou, even the ancient clan had heard of him.

“Why didn’t the Patriarch pass down such techniques within the sect and instead left them in the Life and Death Gate?”

Xu Zong asked with some confusion.

If they were left within the sect, disciples could learn them, and it would be easier to produce experts within the sect. If Yunshan had this mid-level Earth Rank technique, he wouldn’t have had to cooperate with the people from the Soul Hall to break through to the Martial Ancestor realm.

The Life and Death Gate could only be entered once in a lifetime by the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect, and only the Young Sect Master could enter when he became the Sect Master. Others were not allowed to enter, so wouldn’t it be a waste to let these amazing techniques gather dust?

“Do you know why I named the sect Cloud Mist Sect instead of Azure Mist Sect?”

Yun Poting shook his head with a sorrowful expression.

Xu Zong also shook his head, indicating that he didn’t know.

The highest technique in the Cloud Mist Sect was the high-level Profound Rank technique, Wind Rising Misty Clouds. She had thought that this name was a tribute to the Cloud Mist Sect, but she didn’t expect that the highest-level technique was actually called Wind Rising Misty Clouds. This was unacceptable.

“When I was adventuring in Zhongzhou, I accidentally fell into an ambush due to listening to slanderous words. I was seriously injured and on the verge of death. In the end, I had to risk my life to escape back to the Gamma Empire.”

As he spoke of the past, Yun Poting’s expression darkened, and a strong hatred appeared on his face.

“If my enemy were to know that the Cloud Mist Sect is my inheritance, they would surely come and bring disaster upon the sect. That’s why I only left the Wind Rising Misty Clouds, the highest-level technique, within the sect. The true foundation of my existence, the Wind Rising Misty Clouds technique, was brought into the Life and Death Gate, where I set up difficult obstacles. Only the outstanding Young Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect, who breaks through the first barrier and enters this secret room, can learn my true inheritance!”

So that’s how it is.

Xu Zong suddenly understood.

It seemed that Yun Poting’s ancestor had a great grudge in Zhongzhou that had not been avenged!

In order to prevent the enemy from knowing that the Cloud Mist Sect was his inheritance, he deliberately did not leave the most powerful techniques within the sect. This not only preserved the inheritance of the Cloud Mist Sect, but also caused the sect to decline continuously. From being a first-class power established by a Martial Ancestor, it had fallen to a third-rate power without even a Martial Ancestor, only able to show off its might within the Gamma Empire.

“Can the Patriarch’s soul be resurrected?”

Xu Zong asked.

If the Cloud Mist Sect had a Martial Ancestor sitting in it, it would be much safer. In the future, when going to Zhongzhou, having a Martial Ancestor protecting them would also be beneficial for her rapid growth.

Resurrecting the physical body was not difficult on the Martial Qi Continent. For example, Yaochen had resurrected his body in the later stage, and the Fire Emperor in the underground of the Canaan Academy had also been resurrected with the help of Xiao Yan.

“If I had just died and my soul had not dissipated, there might still be a chance for resurrection. But I died hundreds of years ago, my soul is like a rootless duckweed, my spiritual consciousness has long since dissipated. I only left behind a remnant soul here, waiting for a successor. There is no longer any possibility of resurrection!”

Yun Poting sighed deeply, his expression filled with loneliness. A generation of heroes was buried here.

“You have already obtained my inheritance. Remember not to reveal the techniques and combat skills before stepping into the Martial Ancestor realm. My remnant soul here is meaningless. Let me assist you with my last bit of strength!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Poting’s figure disintegrated into countless dots of light. Within those dots of light, a greenish-blue Martial Qi seed appeared. It was the Martial Qi that Yun Poting had preserved for hundreds of years. Under the guidance of a certain will, those dots of light, along with the Martial Qi seed, all entered Xu Zong’s body.

For a moment, the scale of Martial Qi in her Dantian surged, and even her spiritual power rapidly increased.”May I ask, Master, who was the enemy back then?”

Xu Zong asked the countless points of light in the air.

The remnants of Yun Po Tian’s soul had long since dispersed, leaving only a short voice behind.

“Feng Lei Pavilion!”

(End of Chapter)