Chapter 1337: Sea Emperor Chronicle, Celestial Pterosaurs

Unfortunately, the Ancestor's whereabouts are unknown! Some of the Heavenly Dao Wills of the myriad heavens couldn't help but feel a deep resentment.

In just thirty years, they had grown immensely powerful. Unlike the clowns who had usurped their bodies and performed countless flawed evolutions, these Wills were born with perfect control over their own forms. Their combat strength was incredibly formidable. By their estimates, a single Heavenly Dao Universe of equal power could defeat dozens of the usurped universes, a difference akin to that between a common saint and a multi-dimensional saint. Unfortunately, their natural birth rate was extremely low; naturally occurring Heavenly Dao Wills were exceedingly rare. In contrast, the number of incomplete, artificially usurped universes was vast due to their very nature.

“According to ancient prophecies, there are 129,600 heavens… this number must refer to the quantity of our natural cosmic Heavenly Dao Wills, not those despicable beings!”

“Yes, those despicable ones are mass-producing frantically. The nine multiverses combined are teeming with life, and their numbers have likely already surpassed 129,600 universes.”

Another ten years passed. Within the cosmos, a young prodigy among the Heavenly Dao Wills finally emerged, named “Tian Gui.” Possessing exceptional strategic talent and formidable combat prowess, he began leading the Heavenly Dao Wills, who resembled primitive tribes, in an uprising. Soon, numerous cosmic celestial ships navigating the sea were rapidly attacked. Organized and disciplined, they ambushed from the periphery of the nine cosmic continents, causing alarm among the saints in the nine port-like universes.

They were too powerful! In the Sea of Chaos, forces of equal strength were utterly decimated. Only on the continents, relying on the nodes of the cosmic dojos to draw spirit veins, could they put up a fight. This deterred the various multiverses from attempting to cross dimensions again.

“Damn it, if it weren’t for Xu Fan, how could things have come to this?” someone gnashed their teeth, cursing under their breath. Yet everyone knew this era was perhaps inevitable; even without Xu Fan, those universes might have naturally birthed their own Wills in the future.

“Take the aerial route!” A saint suggested, their reasoning clear: they would target the Heavenly Mother River in the sky. “The Sea of Chaos is their territory; it’s difficult for us to invade. As for the cosmic continents, fortunately, we had the first-mover advantage, and they are our territory, making it difficult for them to invade for now. But the sky…”

Suddenly, the Heavenly Mother River flourished completely. It quickly surpassed “Underworld Reincarnation” to become one of the largest celestial powers. Countless cosmic entities wishing to traverse the universe had to board the enormous sky-ships of the “Heavenly Mother River.”

Rong Cheng was beaming with joy. He had mastered the core technology and possessed an unimaginable array of talents continuously refining it. To this day, even if others developed, they couldn't possibly keep up. Air superiority was virtually his monopoly.

“Mastering the core technology,” Yuan Qinghua chuckled, “we can lease you one of our Heavenly Mother River vessels as an aerial transport ship, but rent must be paid on time.”

At once, enormous Mother River umbrellas floated in the thin atmosphere, slowly traversing the sky. They resembled distant, beautiful, multi-colored auroras. They also looked like giant sky-jellyfish, adorning the multiverse's sky and filling the last remaining blank space with vitality.

Meanwhile, the multiverse continued to complete itself, undergoing a major burst of development. It wasn't just Xu Fan, the prodigy of the "Natural Universe Faction," who had emerged. Soon, within the "Underworld Reincarnation" faction, a new-era saint named Houtu Niangniang appeared, sweeping aside all opposition. Her talent was so astonishing it subdued every other saint. She opened the "Grand Reincarnation Universe" and refined its mechanisms, earning her the title of the next generation's strongest prodigy.

In the Evil God Heavens, a young saint was also said to have appeared. He was quite unique: while evil gods represented death and violence, he embodied infinite vitality. He researched "self-seeding universes," incredibly tiny, only one-thousandth the size of a regular universe, yet surprisingly, they didn't require dense cosmic spirit vein nodes. They could take root and grow anywhere on the ground. This filled the gap of sparse vegetation, truly bringing greenery across the cosmic continents, enough to form vast grasslands, earning him the title of Saint Shennong.

In other factions, many young-generation saints also emerged, all from the lower realms of various universes, appearing as if sprouting like bamboo shoots.

The Sea of Chaos, the Ocean Emperor Dynasty. Within the countless archways of the Cosmic Bridge. At this time, Emperor Tian Gui, who commanded the Ocean Emperor Heavens, directly ordered, “Evolve flying creatures and ascend straight into the sky!”

Five years later, silver-glowing avian pterosaurs, like swordfish, soared through the clouds, ascending directly upwards. Unfortunately, these pterosaurs, like the Mother River civilization, lost more energy the higher they flew. They struggled to stay aloft for long and needed to replenish energy by returning to the Sea of Chaos. But this was already sufficient.

“Hmph, did they think we had no counter-measures?” Finally, the Phoenix emerged from seclusion. Her absence had not been without reward; she had evolved golden, energy-infused phoenixes that broke free from the Mother River and launched a counterattack. An era of aerial warfare had fully arrived.

Rumble! A boundless, colorful battle erupted in the sky.

At this moment, within an ancient environment in a certain part of the cosmic Sea of Chaos. Here, the Sea of Chaos was exceptionally clear, subtly swirling into vortices as matter slowly collided and solidified into forms. The life, space, matter, and dimensional rules of the nine great universes—countless Grand Dao principles—converged here. The blueprints of the nine universes seemed to form a complex, mysterious interweaving, giving birth to certain life forms.

An embryo slowly gestated within. It was a sacred, smooth-skinned, embryonic earth creature. It slowly opened its eyes. “Who… am I?”

As its voice fell, countless rules slowly intertwined, and anomalies instantly arose. Threads of the Grand Dao blueprint rules from the nine universes converged, and massive streams of cosmic matter and information flooded into its mind. The birth of the universe… The era of chaos… The age of gods and demons… Scenes flashed through its mind like hazy slides. All past information settled. The Sea of Chaos was originally a vast information junkyard, too violent for any living being to decipher. Yet now, the cosmic information flow could be easily understood by it, as if the Sea of Chaos was its mother, ceaselessly washing over its mind. In an instant, it knew almost the entire developmental history of the universe. This seemed to be its destined fate. This was true innate greatness: a chaotic life form nurtured by nine universes, the true ultimate ruler that only mature universes could conceive. Humanity, by contrast, was merely a transitional fungus used to complete the cosmic ecosystem.

“Who… am I? How was I born?” It whispered softly, curling up in the Sea of Chaos like an infant, ceaselessly pondering. Combining the historical cosmic images it had witnessed, it vaguely grasped a corner of the future. “I see the future. This is… our era. Those dojo nodes should have been our opportunity and our era!” These cosmic life forms whispered. These cosmic entities varied greatly in form, encompassing every conceivable shape.

“What the Heavenly Father says is profoundly true.” “What the Heavenly Father says is profoundly true.” Some newly born Heavenly Dao Wills of the natural cosmic race couldn't help but nod. However, this seemingly simple life form, with its simple appearance, stood in the chaos like a primordial god or demon from the ancient cosmic wilderness. Every action, whether standing, lying, sitting, or walking, carried traces of Grand Dao rules. Even their thoughts exuded the aura of cosmic order.

“Ancestor?” The surrounding young cosmic Heavenly Dao Wills were greatly astonished. “If our Ancestor leads us in resistance, why should we fear those petty usurpers who have stolen our opportunities?” But currently, they were troubled.

“You must develop quickly. You are still young and cannot always rely on me,” Xu Fan sighed. “I am only skilled at evolving bloodlines, not at managing a race or ruling a territory. You must choose a truly capable leader from among yourselves. Only your own kin can genuinely lead you to develop and reclaim everything that belongs to you.”

Xu Fan continued, “According to fragmentary intelligence, our cosmic lineage originated from a chaotic cosmic meteor shower. And within that fallen meteor shower was our ancestral leader!” They resided within the ancient ruins of a vast cosmic bridge. It resembled a colossal stone rainbow, with caves carved into it where they dwelled, as if already possessing some characteristics of primitive tribal life. Some even took the form of gooey black merfolk, covered in scales.

“Damn it! This should have been our era. Those lowly saints in the universes are actually attempting to seize the will of the Heavenly Dao and replace it.” “Do they think obstruction can hinder our emergence?”

At this point, Xu Fan stated, “The Sea of Chaos is our true base. No one can fully occupy it; it’s too vast, allowing for deep concealment… Let us first establish our dynasty here. Since it is a civilization within the Sea of Chaos, how about we call it the Ocean Emperor Era?”

Born sacred no longer fully described them. They were born as fragmented primitives closest to the cosmic singularity, born as Cosmic Heavenly Dao, destined to be great ultimate life forms presiding over the order of a universe and its myriad heavens.

“However, they landed first and occupied the energy of the dojos. We are like rootless duckweed, without an energy supply, making it difficult to contend with them!”