Chapter 669: Another Kind of Six-Essence-Stage Rule

A faint smile touched Meng Chuan’s lips. In his eyes, countless tadpole-like forms swam, some grouped, some scattered, some playfully colliding.

“So, I’ve already mastered it.”

Meng Chuan looked up, his gaze sweeping past the window to a wild flower growing within the courtyard wall of his cave mansion. A pale purple petal rapidly magnified in his sight, expanding billions of times. He saw the space between particles, then the particle nuclei, and within those nuclei, matter of varying sizes. Magnifying further, billions of times more… *Whoosh*, everything transformed into countless minuscule spheres.

These perfectly spherical entities, impossibly small, were the most minuscule substances existing throughout the entire River of Spacetime.

At the Fifth Tribulation, Meng Chuan could vaguely perceive them; at the Sixth Tribulation, he could clearly sense their existence.

“They are the universe’s most minuscule particles,” Meng Chuan thought. “Everything is composed of them; they are the bedrock of all matter and energy in the universe.” He had understood this point long ago.

Whether it was common water, rocks, metals, flames, sunlight, or rare cosmic treasures, even Eighth Tribulation artifacts…

Whether it was weak mortals, beasts, or powerful Tribulation-level cultivators and forbidden creatures…

A tiny grain of sand, an immense star, a mysterious chaos hole, or the legendary Primordial Star…

All known things, and even unknown ones, were universally acknowledged—

To be composed entirely of these smallest particles.

These infinitesimally small particles, in their various combinations, ultimately formed all distinct things.

These were the most minuscule, known as 'miniscule particles'.

The Rule of Miniscule Particles governed how these particles interacted with each other. How did a group of them coexist? Through attraction, collision, combined forces, and repulsion. The entanglement among these particles was incredibly complex; merely observing it was difficult, a feat only achievable by a few Fifth Tribulation cultivators skilled in observation. Fully comprehending the rule of particle entanglement from the countless operations of particles within all things was even more challenging.

“My six laws of particle movement, once merged, have astonishingly become the Rule of Miniscule Particles,” Meng Chuan mused with some emotion.

Dark chaos holes devoured all things.

All matter and energy would be pulverized into the most minuscule particles before being consumed by the chaos hole.

Each of Meng Chuan’s tadpole-like drawings represented the particles swallowed by a chaos hole. Although these particles were perfect spheres, the “tails” he drew symbolized the rules of particle entanglement: some attracting, some repelling, some colliding…

“I merely wanted to paint more realistic chaos holes,” Meng Chuan said, quite pleased, “but in doing so, I fully depicted the Rule of Miniscule Particles.”

Among Sixth Tribulation rules, there were also distinctions of superiority and inferiority.

The Rule of Space was universally acknowledged as the strongest, surpassing all other Sixth Tribulation rules. However, the Rule of Miniscule Particles was also an extremely powerful Sixth Tribulation rule, its threat level even exceeding that of the Rule of Thunder.

Regarding undying bodies… at the Sixth Tribulation level, practitioners of the Rule of Past possessed undying bodies, and the Rule of Miniscule Particles also conferred an undying body.

The undying body of the Rule of Miniscule Particles involved completely transforming the physical body and essence soul into miniscule particles while maintaining absolute control and perfect lucidity.

“What is commonly called ‘annihilating the enemy completely’ or ‘blasting them into nothingness’ is, at its extreme, merely pulverizing the enemy into miniscule particles,” Meng Chuan understood. “Because everything is composed of these particles.” Even the strongest attack would only pulverize an enemy into miniscule particles.

Pulverized into miniscule particles…

Even the essence soul’s thoughts would be completely pulverized into miniscule particles, leading to the annihilation of consciousness for normal Sixth Tribulation cultivators.

However, masters of the Rule of Miniscule Particles could control countless particles to form a ‘particle cluster,’ maintaining consciousness in this collective state and retaining peak strength even in particle form.

“Undying and indestructible, the Rule of Miniscule Particles,” Meng Chuan murmured to himself.

On Qianshan Star.

Meng Chuan, cloaked in black robes with white hair, took a step and appeared in a vast, desolate void.

“The Rule of Miniscule Particles?”

Meng Chuan was overjoyed.

His body completely disintegrated and vanished, his essence soul also pulverized and fading into nothingness.

In the eyes of a Sixth Tribulation Grand Cultivator, Meng Chuan had been pulverized into countless miniscule particles, effectively becoming nothing.

But in reality…

*Whoosh, whoosh.*

Countless miniscule particles influenced each other. Though individually infinitesimal, they didn’t completely scatter but gathered into a ‘particle cluster,’ sharing a unified ‘consciousness’—Meng Chuan’s consciousness.

*Whoosh.*

The particle cluster, formed by billions upon billions of countless particles, moved. Its movement easily reached the speed of light, and the entire cluster shifted form.

Occasionally, it condensed into a stone the size of a fingertip.

Occasionally, it diffused, spreading out to the size of a nebula.

The particle cluster moved at high speed, freely changing its course.

*Whoosh.*

The particle cluster passed through a barren star, which was completely annihilated and also transformed into miniscule particles.

*Whoosh.*

The freely flying particle cluster finally re-condensed, reforming into the black-robed, white-haired man.

“I can gather and disperse at will, dissolving into miniscule particles,” Meng Chuan understood. “At the Sixth Tribulation level… only a master of the Rule of Space can destroy my undying body.”

The undying body conferred by the Rule of Miniscule Particles was truly terrifying.

A normal Sixth Tribulation cultivator facing a Sixth Tribulation cultivator with the Rule of Miniscule Particles was like a mortal swinging a blade at dust in the air—they simply couldn’t inflict damage.

The undying bodies from the Rule of Past and the Rule of Miniscule Particles represented two extremes of Sixth Tribulation invincibility.

One was temporal, the other material.

However, if it encountered the Rule of Space, the Rule of Miniscule Particles could not withstand it.

“Under absolute spatial control, every particle’s movement can be controlled,” Meng Chuan realized. “This could cause my particle cluster to scatter completely and erratically, leading to the annihilation of my consciousness due to lack of a foundation.” He understood that he needed to command all particles to maintain his integrity and consciousness. If the particles became uncontrollable and scattered randomly, his consciousness would cease to exist, and that clone would naturally die.

If a master of the Rule of Space needed some time to kill a practitioner with the ‘undying body of the Rule of Past,’ then killing a practitioner with the ‘undying body of the Rule of Miniscule Particles’ would be effortless, as he was completely countered.

After all, particles were absolutely dependent on space.

“Apart from absolute space, at the Sixth Tribulation level, no one can harm me,” Meng Chuan knew clearly. The Rule of Miniscule Particles was, without a doubt, still an extremely powerful rule.

“The Rule of Thunder combined with the Rule of Miniscule Particles?”

Meng Chuan flicked his sleeve.

A bolt of lightning struck into the void, impacting the particle cluster floating in the emptiness.

After comprehending the Rule of Miniscule Particles and understanding the profound mysteries of particle entanglement, Meng Chuan could naturally disrupt enemy ‘particle clusters’ with greater ease, and his destructive power also increased sharply.

“Among top-tier Sixth Tribulation cultivators, I suppose I’m quite troublesome to deal with,” Meng Chuan smiled.

With powerful offensive capabilities, combined with the particle undying body, and numerous Sixth Tribulation essence soul clones… he was far more troublesome than even the Shadow Demon Pilgrim.

“By comprehending the Rule of Miniscule Particles, I also have hope of understanding the Fundamental Rules: the Rule of Immeasurable and the Rule of Matter, in the future,” Meng Chuan realized.

The Rule of Immeasurable was an advancement beyond the undying body of the Rule of Miniscule Particles. It incorporated the profound mysteries of spacetime, allowing particle clusters to completely disperse throughout the River of Spacetime. No matter how much an enemy attacked, they would struggle to destroy an immeasurable undying body scattered across the entire universe. Simultaneously, with a single thought, one could condense a clone’s fighting power anywhere in the universe.

The Rule of Matter, conversely, was entirely different; it studied the combination of particles. Different particle combinations could form different substances, from weak ones like water droplets and soil, to powerful ones like Eighth Tribulation artifacts. It was rumored that even Eternal Artifacts were composed of these particles.

A ‘master’ of the Rule of Matter would, based on particles, comprehend the profound mysteries of material combination, ultimately transforming their own physical body into a terrifying form that was almost ‘eternally indestructible’.

Experts of the Rule of Matter were universally acknowledged as having one of the most formidable physical bodies among all Fundamental Rules.

“However, the Rule of Thunder doesn’t offer much help in comprehending these two great Fundamental Rules.”

“Therefore, my goal is still the Rule of Chaos Hole,” Meng Chuan murmured.

With his current understanding of the Rule of Thunder, the Rule of Miniscule Particles, and his deep accumulation in the Rule of Space, the requirements for the Rule of Chaos Hole were gradually taking shape.

In the cave mansion at the foot of Mount Sage-Painter.

Having just comprehended a powerful Sixth Tribulation rule, Meng Chuan felt a surge of excitement and exhilaration.

“Keep painting,” Meng Chuan said, looking at Mount Sage-Painter. He waved his hand, retrieving a massive drawing board. This was a trophy from his sweep of the Black Demon Hall, where he had defeated dozens of Tribulation-level cultivators and hundreds of Emperor-level cultivators. Originally a valuable ore worth over three hundred squares, Meng Chuan had cut and flattened it to serve as a drawing board. As his paintings increasingly approximated the true chaos hole, the paper condensed from his essence soul world could no longer withstand the force.