Chapter 642: White Bird Hall Great Seal

The Abyssal Void is a space located deep within the Grand Hall of Cangyuan Realm, measuring only about one hundred feet across.

The white-robed elder led Meng Chuan into this space.

The entire space was dim and without discernible direction. A gray, massive seal floated there, its presence causing the surrounding void to continuously collapse. Under the suppressive formation of the Abyssal Void, its destructive power was contained within a ten-foot radius. Besides this seal, there was also a pool of blood, like a small lake, where a large quantity of dark red blood had gathered.

However, in terms of aura, the gray seal clearly far surpassed the pool of blood, which covered dozens of feet.

"This blood is clearly that of an Eighth-Tribulation Realm mighty figure," Meng Chuan stated with certainty.

He had seen flesh and blood at the Seventh-Tribulation Realm level, and also the arm of an Eighth-Tribulation Realm creature. Therefore, upon seeing the lake-like pool of dark red blood, he instantly confirmed it was at the Eighth-Tribulation Realm level.

Yet, this pool of blood from an Eighth-Tribulation Realm creature was completely suppressed by the seal.

"This is an Eternal Secret Treasure, and I cannot get any closer to it," the white-robed elder said. "Even with the formation arranged by the old master, the power emanating from this seal still destroys everything within a ten-foot radius."

"It's this powerful even without a master controlling it?" Meng Chuan observed carefully.

"This is merely power that naturally emanates from it," the white-robed elder explained. "When the old master controlled it, he believed he could contend with a Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm existence."

"Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm?" Meng Chuan asked, puzzled. "Those who have broken through in terms of laws, but not their physical bodies?"

The white-robed elder nodded.

Similar to Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators, while comprehending laws of time and space might be difficult, reaching the Eighth-Tribulation Realm level in terms of mind and will is equally challenging.

The same applies to Body Tribulation Realm cultivators; even if they comprehend the laws, if their physical bodies cannot be elevated to the corresponding level, they are considered Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm.

Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm cultivators possess immense power, as they already wield a portion of an Eighth-Tribulation Realm's strength, easily crushing Seventh-Tribulation Realm cultivators.

"Cangyuan Ancestor could contend with a Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm cultivator just by using the Eternal Secret Treasure?" Meng Chuan was secretly astonished.

"You can try it," the white-robed elder said with a smile. "This naturally emanating power is nothing to fear. I am merely a guardian deity, which is why I cannot restrain it."

"Understood."

Meng Chuan's mind stirred.

His soul-world, like a scroll painting, unfolded, enveloping the mere hundred-foot expanse of the Abyssal Void and pressing down on the great seal. The seal's might was forced into submission and contained. After all, it had no master controlling it and no source of power, so Meng Chuan was just barely able to suppress it.

A wisp of his soul force seeped into the ancient, gray seal.

The moment it seeped in—

*Boom!*

He vaguely saw a towering, bald figure holding the gray seal. The seal unleashed unimaginable power, causing an immeasurable expanse before it—far exceeding a single river system or even a hundred river systems, an endlessly vast area—to revert to oblivion.

Meng Chuan dimly understood that this must be a residual imprint left by the seal's creator.

The towering bald figure suddenly turned its head slightly, its gaze falling upon Meng Chuan.

"He saw me," Meng Chuan's heart trembled. The figure's eyes were impossible to look at directly, yet Meng Chuan distinctly felt that he was being watched.

Following this, the phantom image completely dissipated.

"The creator of the Eternal Secret Treasure, an Eternal existence," Meng Chuan mused. "That Eternal existence must still be alive. Is that why even seeing a mere trace of his imprint attracted his attention?"

However, Meng Chuan also realized that the figure's gaze was merely a casual glance.

To a supreme Eternal existence, even an Eighth-Tribulation Realm mighty figure was insignificant, let alone a Sixth-Tribulation Realm cultivator.

It was like a grain of rice falling to the ground while one ate, then being excitedly carried away by an ant. The Eternal existence was the one eating, and he was merely the tiny ant carrying the grain of rice.

"Perhaps for an Eternal existence, the Eternal Secret Treasure was merely something casually forged," Meng Chuan thought to himself.

What did a weapon, crafted with some time by an immortal and truly invincible being, mean to them?

"The sheer destructive range when he held this seal... at that moment, the scope I witnessed must have been from the perspective of an Eternal existence. Its breadth likely encompassed more than half of the entire River of Spacetime," Meng Chuan secretly speculated. Even if there was an error, it wouldn't be by much.

The entire River of Spacetime within his own universe could probably be annihilated with a flick of their hand.

"This is an Eternal existence?"

Meng Chuan's emotions were complex.

He had once thought that Eighth-Tribulation Realm cultivators were incredibly, unbelievably powerful, capable of leaping through different time periods, traveling to the future, and even to other universes.

Seventh-Tribulation Realm cultivators were like fish in a river, while Eighth-Tribulation Realm cultivators were already like pedestrians on the shore.

However, he now realized that Eternal existences were like "gods" on the shore, capable of destroying rivers and perhaps even creating them, existing as eternity itself.

"And now, I am merely a small fish in the river, fortunate enough to have obtained a weapon dropped by a god," Meng Chuan muttered to himself. "This weapon was picked up by Cangyuan Ancestor, a larger fish."

"This great seal."

Meng Chuan's soul force continued to seep in.

The gray seal had been dry for a long time, devoid of any energy source. As soon as Meng Chuan's soul force permeated it, it was rapidly absorbed, allowing Meng Chuan to glimpse the seal's true nature.

"This is simply too..."

Meng Chuan was dumbfounded.

An infinitely vast expanse of laws.

He found the Law of Thunder within it, yet the Law of Thunder was merely a thin thread among countless others. The laws were as vast as a boundless ocean, resembling an intricately constructed "building." In Meng Chuan's perception, it was a "peculiar ten-cornered structure," formed by myriad laws and permeated with destructiveness.

"Finally, I've seen something that rivals the operational laws of the River of Spacetime," Meng Chuan was profoundly shaken.

The operation of the River of Spacetime was supreme and unparalleled.

All heavenly tribulations descended from it.

The lifespans of various creatures, the scope of life worlds, the temperature of the outer void—all these laws originated from it.

However, this gray seal represented an entirely different structure of countless laws! It was distinct from the operational laws of spacetime. Yet, both were on the same level; at least from Meng Chuan's perspective, both were equally vast and unfathomable.

The operational laws of spacetime were more balanced.

The gray seal, on the other hand, was purely for destruction.

"It's too complex. I've only comprehended the Law of Thunder; there's no way I can activate this," Meng Chuan felt bewildered.

It was like a child looking at a divine text, only by chance recognizing a single character, but completely failing to understand it when strung together.

"The old master once said," the white-robed elder finally spoke, "the Eternal Secret Treasure is supreme. To activate it, one must at least master a primal law. Only with a primal law can one barely leverage it to unleash a fraction of its power. That fraction of power would be enough to sweep aside all Seventh-Tribulation Realm cultivators and contend with Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation Realm existences."

Meng Chuan nodded.

"The old master instructed that before a descendant of Cangyuan Realm reaches the Eighth-Tribulation Realm, they are forbidden from taking this Eternal Secret Treasure out of Cangyuan Realm, and also forbidden from telling anyone else about it," the white-robed elder said, looking at Meng Chuan. "Only by accepting these conditions can you receive the Ancestor's gift."

"I accept," Meng Chuan said without hesitation.

"Good."

The white-robed elder nodded. "It's good that you understand. The old master also said that once the Eternal Secret Treasure is exposed, not only the powerful figures of this era, but even Eighth-Tribulation Realm mighty figures might detect traces, arrive in this spacetime, and contend for this Eternal Secret Treasure. Don't think that hiding it within a life world is useful; life worlds can also be destroyed."

"I understand," Meng Chuan replied. Having witnessed the residual imprint within the gray seal, he clearly understood that before such an Eternal existence, the entire universe might be deemed insignificant.

A medium life world?

From what Meng Chuan knew, even Seventh-Tribulation Realm forbidden creatures could devour medium life worlds.

Therefore, if Eighth-Tribulation Realm mighty figures truly detected clues and crossed time to reach this spacetime, Cangyuan Realm would be utterly defenseless. Only by guarding the secret absolutely, like Cangyuan Ancestor, never telling a second person, and always keeping it hidden within a life world without taking it out, could the Eternal Secret Treasure itself leap beyond the timeline and thus remain safe.

Cangyuan Ancestor only bequeathed this secret to his descendants before his death, with the condition that they must reach the Sixth-Tribulation Realm and possess sufficient potential to be qualified to access the Eternal Secret Treasure.

"The old master said that normal Tribulation Realm cultivators comprehend the operation of spacetime," the white-robed elder stated. "However, upon obtaining the Eternal Secret Treasure, in addition to comprehending the operation of spacetime, one can also comprehend another structure formed by the myriad laws within this great seal. These two structures, when mutually verified, greatly aid cultivation."

Meng Chuan nodded, acknowledging this point, though for him at present, it was like reading an incomprehensible heavenly script.

"And there's that pool of blood," the white-robed elder said, pointing to the lake-like blood. "When the old master fortuitously obtained the great seal, it was enveloped by this blood. The will within the blood had completely dissipated, indicating that its original owner had clearly died. This is the blood of an Eighth-Tribulation Realm mighty figure. Because it is connected to the Eternal Secret Treasure, it also cannot be taken out of Cangyuan Realm. You may only comprehend the mysteries of this blood within Cangyuan Realm."