Invincible Divine Destiny Selection System

Guided by the Treasure Map, Chu Yuan made his way across the gravesite.

Indeed, this place was very dangerous. Ordinary cosmic gods who ventured here, if not equipped with formidable means, could very well fall, to say nothing of world gods, who could die without even knowing how.

In places like the Epoch Battlefield or the Blood Moon Sea, world gods were still qualified to explore some areas that weren't too perilous.

But within the gravesite,

World gods had no such qualification.

Even weaker cosmic gods had to tread carefully. Only the powerful cosmic gods were entitled to delve deeper.

Yet even so, there was still a chance of falling.

It was said that deep within the gravesite, not just one eternal treasure was buried. For many years, numerous eternals had desired to sweep through it, but it was just wishful thinking—none had ever succeeded.

Even if the Feathery Divine Emperor himself were to come, he would have to consider whether it was worth the effort to attempt to push through the gravesite.

This served to illustrate the danger of the gravesite.

At this moment, Chu Yuan was walking within the gravesite, where thick gloom billowed, sewage flowed in all directions, and the air was filled with the scent of rot—unlike the immortal aura of the Undying Mountain, this place was a true resting place for souls, a burial ground for divine beings.

Chu Yuan was constantly enveloped in the power of devouring, following the guidance of the Treasure Map.

He passed by a gravesite, having no intention to pay attention, but suddenly, the grave exploded, and an ancient being clad in battle armor, wielding a spear, emerged to attack. It was the remains of a once formidable warrior, who in life had reached the second step of cosmic godhood.

There were two types of gravesite: one was for those who had been buried here passively after death.

And another was for those who had buried themselves, hoping to be resurrected one day. "Extinct."

Chu Yuan uttered a single word: extinct.

With a wave of his hand, the Power of the Heavens ruled over all, and before the skeletal remains of the cosmic god could even get close, they burst apart, turning to dust.

"This is where the eighth light resides." After walking for several hours more, Chu Yuan paused, observing the area that was filled with graves, burying many ancient beings. It was aglow with flickering flames, a place so sinister that even cosmic gods might fall.

Chu Yuan waved his hand to open the space of the Treasure Map, retrieving a ribbon of light.

The Green Light of Life.

Black, red, orange, yellow, green, azure, blue-purple.

Chu Yuan had already controlled eight lights.

And from this Green Light of Life, Chu Yuan felt a strong sense of vitality. A withered tree engulfed by the divine light would immediately spring back to life.

This was a light that represented life itself.

Crack crack.

The sound of shattering echoed, as the graves here began to crack open. Mummies, thick with the stench of death, struggled to rise from their graves, attracted by the life-affirming aura of the Green Light of Life.

"One, two, three... The gravesite really lives up to its reputation. In this area alone, ten cosmic gods who have passed away have appeared," Chu Yuan remarked, seemingly interested as he counted each cosmic god emerging from their graves.

He could see that these ten cosmic gods wore different clothes, hailing from different cycles of reincarnation. Had it not been for the weirdness of the Cosmic Sea, their bodies would have been eroded away long ago. "How many powerful beings are actually buried in the gravesite?"

Chu Yuan wondered to himself.

This was not the product of a single cosmic cycle, but the accumulation of many.

Bang!

However, these ten corpses of cosmic gods didn't give him the chance to contemplate, they had become like resentful spirits, immediately launching an attack, using the raw strength of cosmic gods without a hint of Mana.

Even so, it was terrifying.

Because among these ten skeletons, Chu Yuan saw that at least two had reached the third step of chaos in their lifetimes.

The cosmic gods of the chaotic realm controlled infinite powers of chaos, honing and cleansing themselves with chaotic attributes. Even a mere skeleton could wield lawless strength, and ordinary cosmic artifacts could not shatter their flesh.

These two third-step chaotic skeletons launched an attack on Chu Yuan, unleashing a surge of chaotic power.

"Already dead, yet you seek to wreak havoc?"

Chu Yuan was indifferent.

These skeletons no longer possessed their own thoughts, driven only by a relentless resentment, sustaining their actions.

With a mighty slap, he took a step forward, his overwhelming strength clashing against ten cosmic god skeletons. In an instant, a force as mighty as the heavens shattered several of the first-step skeletons.

With a grasp in the void, another skeleton was seized by him and held in the palm of his hand, where he crushed it to pieces.

"The breath of life belongs to me!"

But at that moment, an even mightier intention emerged, filled with intense urgency.

With a swoosh, a being clad in ancient attire appeared, his body withered, but his skeleton large, indicating his stature as a towering figure during his prime; his eyes flickered with complex emotions.

Third-step chaos!

However, this third-step chaotic being was different from the others. He was on the verge of life-source exhaustion, in a state between life and death, like a half-dead man.

If not for the attraction of the divine light of life, this entity might have worn away the last spark of his intelligence over the lengthy passage of time.

"From the God Era."

Chu Yuan recognized the attire, focusing his gaze on it.

He had dealings with the God Era not just once or twice. The two eras he was most familiar with were the Era of the Gods and the Era of the Heavenly Emperor.

Roar!

A bestial roar was emitted by the two third-step skeletons.

"Scram!"

The mighty individual from the God Era shouted.

The two skeletons, also sensing an aura of origin from their skeletal frames, charged over but were torn apart by the God Era powerhouse.

Chu Yuan watched their fierce battle, his expression perpetually detached.

"Hand over... hand over the power of life, or I'll kill you!"

He was truly weak, his last vestige of intelligence nearly completely eroded, clinging to his final breath, panting heavily.

If he could obtain the supreme light of life, it was highly likely that he would rejuvenate and live a second life.

With his last bit of strength, his body, which had already withered into a mummy, burst forth with powerful force in the blink of an eye. It seemed as if robust blood was being drawn from his marrow, once again flourishing with immense vitality.

At this moment, he stood tall and powerful, wielding supreme sovereign majesty, no longer bearing the sorry state he had previously been in.

"The power of life belongs to me!" the God Era powerhouse declared with a voice full of force and authority.

He struck out with his hand, and the endless chaotic storm raged. The first attack was a deadly power move.

"Truly magical inside the God's tomb."

Chu Yuan became greatly interested.

Though the God's tomb signified a burial ground of death, when things reach their extreme, they can burst forth into the opposite extreme.

Obviously, this God Era powerhouse had suffered fatal injuries during a calamity in the era of gods.

If it weren't for the God's tomb, not even this hint of intelligence could have been preserved, and he would have died long ago.

In fact, many ancient powerhouses, even immortals, choose to seal themselves within the God's tomb precisely because its extremity might turn into a chance for life.