An invisible pressure suddenly descended! The entire hall instantly became silent.
A man shrouded in a simple white robe, with a pair of eerie red eyes, appeared at the front of the hall. His gaze swept over everyone, and his hoarse voice echoed in their minds.
"Everyone's here. Follow me." After speaking, the red-eyed man turned and left. The thousand geniuses dared not delay and immediately followed.
They soon arrived at a huge, enclosed docking area, where a very large, oddly shaped spaceship was parked.
"Oh my god! A G-class spaceship!" Among the 1000 geniuses, there were many from prominent backgrounds, and they couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the spaceship.
"Only beings beyond immortal can afford such a spaceship!"
This statement caused a suppressed uproar. The red-eyed man was unfazed, leading everyone directly into the spaceship.
"Everyone on board. Hurry!"
Inside the spaceship, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. Merely standing there, an invisible aura filled the entire space, making all the geniuses who entered the spaceship feel their breath catch.
He wore a green robe, had purple scales, and his gaze was calm yet seemed to contain the birth and destruction of the universe. It was Venerable Nine Swords, who was presiding over this year's genius battle!
"Venerable!" The red-eyed envoy respectfully saluted.
The thousand geniuses also quickly bowed in unison:
"Venerable!"
Venerable Nine Swords nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone, lingering briefly on Qing Yu before moving on.
"Depart, for the Primal Universe."
This journey, however, was completely different from any Qing Yu had experienced before! Not long after, a feeling of disorientation and distortion suddenly struck!
"Ugh!"
"Thud!"
The entire spaceship echoed with pained gasps and the sound of bodies falling to the ground. Over ninety percent of the geniuses turned ashen, clutching their heads in agony and kneeling on the ground; some even fainted outright!
Qing Yu's face was also pale, and fine cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He felt as if he had been thrown into a high-speed blender and was being churned.
This sensation lasted for five or six minutes before slowly receding like a tide.
"The Primal Universe has arrived," Venerable Nine Swords's calm voice resounded.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately rushed to the spaceship's observation windows.
Outside the window was a dim, vast world. Hazy Primordial Chaos Qi slowly drifted like a thin veil in the void, filled with an ancient, primitive aura.
The space here was like fragile cloth, occasionally tearing open with hideous gashes! At the edges of these tears, countless crystal-clear threads of law, flowing with strange secret patterns, were clearly visible!
"Such clear origin laws!" Qing Yu's pupils contracted slightly.
He didn't even need to deliberately comprehend; merely by looking at those flowing secret patterns, numerous insights ignited like sparks, instantly becoming incredibly active and clear!
"The universe, like stars and planets, also has birth, growth, aging, and an end," Venerable Nine Swords slowly began, his voice echoing in the silent spaceship.
"This Primal Universe is in its nascent stage, constantly perfecting itself. It is precisely because of this that the universe's origin laws are manifest here, incredibly clear. Your comprehension of laws here will yield twice the results with half the effort!"
His gaze swept over the young faces filled with shock and longing, then his tone abruptly shifted.
"Primordial Chaos City is ahead. That will be your residence and training ground for the next thirty years. But I must warn you—Primordial Chaos City is not an absolutely safe greenhouse! It harbors opportunities, but also dangers."
"I hope that when I return to pick you up in thirty years… all of you are still alive!"
The spaceship slowly descended, docking above Primordial Chaos City. The thousand geniuses, with complex emotions, flew out of the spaceship one after another, landing on the mottled stone-paved streets of Primordial Chaos City.
"Follow me!" The voice of the Primordial Chaos City guide envoy rang out.
The guide envoy was a bald man. As he led everyone along the wide streets, he introduced the rules and precautions of Primordial Chaos City.
"Look at those small buildings." The envoy pointed to the ancient-style small buildings on both sides of the street.
On the rooftops of many small buildings, various human figures sat cross-legged, but without exception, they all exuded a vast, ocean-like powerful aura!
"These are the powerhouses cultivating here, many of whom are King Immortals! Remember, do not disturb their meditation! If anyone dares to disturb them, you will only be expelled from the Primal Universe, ending your comprehension."
The envoy continued to explain:
"Remember, if the doors of these small buildings are pale white, it means they are uninhabited, and you can choose one as your residence. Each person can only choose one dwelling."
After walking for about an hour, a strict mansion over three hundred meters tall appeared at the end of their sight.
"That is the City Lord's Mansion!" The envoy stopped, his expression incredibly solemn. "Finally, and most importantly, listen carefully to this rule and engrave it in your souls!"
"Within Primordial Chaos City, any form of infighting is strictly prohibited! No matter how deep your grudges are, no matter your background! If you dare to fight within the city… you will surely die! No one can save you."
"Understood!" The thousand geniuses responded in unison.
The envoy nodded and continued to lead everyone towards the City Lord's Mansion. "Now, I will take you to choose a chaos tablet. Each of you has one free opportunity to comprehend it!"
They soon arrived at the entrance of a dreamlike corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor hung 52 enormous paintings.
"These 52 paintings are each an imprint from a true chaos tablet! You have half an hour to view these paintings. Then decide which chaos tablet you want to comprehend! Each person can only choose one! Begin."
Upon hearing this, the thousand geniuses flocked to the corridor, intently observing the paintings.
Qing Yu already had his target—the universe chaos tablet—but out of caution and responsibility to himself, he still looked at every painting.
"I didn't expect that besides the universe chaos tablet, the Yanshan chaos tablet and the Lanmu chaos tablet are also quite suitable for me, and even the Great Axe chaos tablet is very compatible with me."
As soon as half an hour was up, the bald envoy walked from the outer perimeter of the corridor inwards, simultaneously asking each genius for their choice.
Names were called out one by one:
"I choose the Mother Ancestor chaos tablet."
"I choose the Heart Trace chaos tablet."
"I choose the Dragon Walk chaos tablet."
Qing Yu silently considered his choice.
"Although the Yanshan chaos tablet and the Lanmu chaos tablet also expound on the laws of space-time, they each have their focus, one on space, the other on time."
"The Great Axe chaos tablet is the most inclusive; it has a certain degree of compatibility with almost everyone, but it does not primarily focus on space-time."
The envoy quickly walked to Qing Yu's side, his gaze falling on him:
"Which one do you choose?"
"I choose… the universe chaos tablet."