CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 71: SUPREME SYSTEM

A hush lingered in the shattered silence of the Seven-Statue Temple.

Kaal stood motionless, his breath shallow, as the echoes of Kilvish Arthur’s final words thundered across his mind like storms crashing against cliffs. Revelation after revelation had unspooled like a divine tapestry unraveling at the edges. The Elysian Planet was no mere world. It was a grave. A rotting celestial corpse of a long-dead True Immortal, whose fading Qi had birthed cultivation itself.

And at the heart of this cosmic tomb was the Origin Core, a treasure the entire Upper Realm sought.

A treasure that now lived inside him.

Kaal’s fists clenched at his sides. He shut his eyes, diving deep into himself, sinking into the vast sea of his own consciousness.

Within the ocean of thought stirred. His Sea of Consciousness glowed softly as a serene but vast space, laced with flickering lights and the current of Qi. At its core floated a crystalline orb, pulsing gently with a steady rhythm, its energy deep and ancient. It radiated an overwhelming aura, one that whispered of eternity and death.

And in its center, a single drop of blood.

Alive. Vibrant. Beating with his heart.

The Origin Core.

"So it means that..." Kaal whispered, awe thick in his throat. "The Origin Core that the Upper Realm is desperately hunting... It’s fused with me."

He felt the weight of the truth press down on him like a mountain. The puzzle pieces fit now. Raven’s mysterious edge. His uncanny survival. Had Raven once held it? Or was he merely a vessel to pass it on?

"How did that worm Raven even get this?" Kaal hissed, the corners of his mouth curling in disdain. "Was it chance? Or karma’s design?"

But that mattered little now. Because he had it.

And more importantly, the Founder, Kilvish Arthur, himself, hadn’t noticed it.

Kaal opened his eyes slowly, clarity cutting through the haze.

"If even the Founder couldn’t sense the core... then Divine Realm cultivators won’t either. Not unless I let them."

Still, he wouldn’t take chances. Not with something this catastrophic hidden within his soul.

"I must avoid Divine Realm cultivators," he whispered. "Until I can protect what’s mine."

The temple stood around him, ancient and crumbling, statues cracked and half-forgotten. Echoes of the Founder’s will linger like whispers in sacred halls.

And yet...

Something pulsed in him. A presence. A construct.

The Supreme System.

His final reward. Not a weapon. Not a scroll. But potential. A mechanism born from Arthur’s previous life as a boy from Earth, a gamer, strategist, and survivor.

Kaal stepped forward, gaze lingering on the cracked statues.

He breathed out slowly.

"If this is truly what I think it is..."

He steadied his racing heart.

"Status."

Ding.

A sound like a bell rung inside his soul. A ripple passed through the air. Then lines of glowing blue light unfolded before his eyes, words etched in divine clarity, floating like sacred text upon the wind.

[SYSTEM STATUS: Shadow Dragon]

Name: Kaal KilvishAge: 17 Race: HumanCultivation Realm: Foundation Realm (4th stage) Body Constitution:Myriad of Thousand Demon Body (Stage I – Partial Awakening: 32%) Bloodline: Hell Asura Bloodline Origin Core Status: [Fused] – Inert, UndetectableSystem: Supreme System (Bound – Authorized by Founder Kilvish Arthur)Abiliters: ++

Kaal’s pupils constricted as he read every word, every line.

This System... It’s real.

Kaal’s eyes flickered across the glowing blue lines suspended before him. He exhaled, the breath curling like smoke in the cold temple air. Then, he narrowed his eyes.

"What else can you do?" he asked aloud, still staring at the screen. "What is the meaning of ’Supreme System’?"

The light didn’t change. The words didn’t shift. No chime. No response.

Silence.

Kaal waited. A second passed. Then three. Then ten.

Still nothing.

He tilted his head, studying the glowing display like a chess player eyeing an unfamiliar board.

"...So," he muttered, "you’re not intelligent. Not like some artifact spirit or ancient sword soul. No voice. No personality. Just functions."

The system remained coldly silent, obedient, and unintrusive.

A dry smirk curled on his lips.

"Well," he said, rolling his shoulders and letting the tension bleed out of his limbs, "that’s better for me anyway. I don’t need something whispering in my ear, telling me where to go, what to do, who to kill."

His voice dropped lower.

"I’ve had enough people doing that my whole life."

The screen hovered a moment longer, then blinked once and faded away into nothing, like a breath across glass.

Kaal stood in the center of the shattered temple, surrounded by ruined statues, forgotten gods, and the echo of an ancient man’s voice.

But unlike before, he no longer felt small.

There was something in his chest now. A coil of power. Silent. Unmoving. But eternal.

The Origin Core.

And beside it, now bound to his fate, the Supreme System.

He clenched his fist.

"This world wants to play a game," Kaal murmured, stepping forward, the echo of his boots against stone like the ticking of a clock. "Then I’ll be the one who changes the rules."

He looked up at the sky through the crumbled ceiling. A pale sun filtered through dust and memory.

"Upper Realm, Divine Clans, Immortal Sects..." His voice turned cold.

"Come find me, if you dare."

Kaal furrowed his brow.

He stared once more at the status screen, lingering faintly before him its lines of glowing script steady in the air like carved starlight. Something tugged at his focus. A detail he’d missed at first glance.

Abilities section with a plus sign.

Each of them, Bloodline, Constitution, had a strange symbol beside them.

A small, golden + sign.

He tilted his head. The glow pulsed faintly as if reacting to his thoughts.

"What... does this mean?"

His eyes narrowed. With a cautious thought, he pushed the golden symbol in his mind, not physically, but through intention, an instinctive interaction with the system. The moment his will made contact with it, the interface shimmered.

Ding.

A second window bloomed in front of him like a lotus of light, expanding silently, unfolding to reveal a deeper layer of information.

His breath caught as his eyes swept across the display:

[Abilities Overview – Supreme System Interface]

Innate Talents Granted by Origin CoreYou are the sole Inhibitor of the Elysian Planet. These abilities are bound to your soul and cannot be replicated.

1. [Mind Eye] – (Unique Tier)

Description: A perceptive ability originating from the soul, awakened through resonance with the Origin Core.

Effects: • Enhanced Learning Speed (Comprehension Boost) • Predictive Perception in combat – allows split-second foresight of the opponent’s movement • Spatial Awareness – detects lifeforms, Qi fluctuations, and environmental shifts within a set radius • Fate Light Vision – see the flow of Karma and Destiny of individuals (Power, Origin, Future Potential)

2. [Hell Asura Bloodline] – (Primordial Tier)

Description: The bloodline of the ancient Hell Asura Emperor, ruler of ten million demon races.

Effects: • Absolute Control over demon-type creatures • Ability to devour demon blood essence and inherit their abilities • Bloodline Strength Increases with each high-grade demon devoured

Current Sync Rate: 12%

Known Ability: [Demonic Command] – Suppress low-tier demons with a single thought

3. [Myriad of Thousand Demon Physiques] – (Unranked, Evolving)

Description: An evolving body forged to adapt, survive, and devour. Mutates based on environmental danger, body stress, and devoured essence.

Effects: • Heightened Physical Attributes • Enhanced Regeneration and Durability • Sixth Sense – instinctive detection of life-threatening danger • Unlocks new traits upon body tempering and bloodline devouring

Status: Dormant Evolution Detected

Requirement: 1x Divine Beast Core / 10x Greater Demon Essences (optional)

Absorbed Ability: [Blood Manipulation] – Origin: Blood Queen Bee Core

Grade: High-Blessing Tier

Effects: • Control and weaponize your own or others’ blood • Coagulation Strike – solidify blood mid-air into spears, blades, or armor • Hemostasis Domain (Locked) – Create a battle domain using blood essence (requires 30% mastery)

Mastery: 17% ]

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Kaal’s eyes scanned the glowing screen in front of him. Each line shimmered faintly in his vision, filled with unfamiliar terms:

Unique Tier.Primordial Tier.High Blessing Tier.

He frowned slightly.

"So... the Supreme System has its own method of classification." His voice was calm, but thoughtful. "But I still don’t know what these tiers truly mean..."

He tilted his head, reading over the detailed descriptions once more. Each talent, Mind Eye, Hell Asura Bloodline, Myriad of Thousand Demon Physiques, sounded like something out of legend. The kind of blessings that only heavenly prodigies were born with. And yet here they were... his.

Kaal slowly exhaled, letting the screen dim for a moment, though the information burned itself into his memory.

"At least," he muttered to himself, "for now... I know one thing for certain."

He closed his eyes.

"That this system, this Supreme System it allows me to see my status clearly."

That alone was enough. That alone already gave him a path ahead that no one else in the Elysian world could walk.

He raised his head.

And then... the world shimmered.

A light tore through the silence of the temple chamber, no Qi fluctuation, no spatial ripple. Just... a shift. As if the air itself opened like a door.

From that breach in the fabric of reality, four familiar figures emerged.

Jane. Mia. Ashen. Divya.

Each one wore a look of exhaustion and awe. They had endured the Third Trial, been reborn in flesh not their own.

Divya spoke first, her voice wary. "Did someone pass the trial?"

Ashen’s brows furrowed. "Was it you, Kaal?"

He looked at them each one powerful, proud, now uncertain.

And he nodded.

"Yes. I passed."

His voice was calm. But behind it burned a storm.

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