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In the year 3030, Earth is nearly destroyed by natural disasters caused by global warming. Just as humanity is on the brink of extinction, the Earth awakens and chooses 15 people to receive ancient cultivation techniques. These Heroes lead humanity into a new era of cultivation.

500 years later, mutated beasts, evolving plants, and mysterious realms reshape the world. Lin Ho, the grandson of one of the original Heroes, struggles to cultivate after his parents disappear in a secret realm. On his 15th birthday, his necklace breaks, releasing a golden light that awakens a legendary power inside him—the Chaos Bloodline.

A new destiny begins.

Awakening of Chaos

The seed in Lin Ho's hand pulsed with faint warmth, not like fire, but like a heartbeat — steady, ancient, and alive. It radiated a presence that felt neither hostile nor welcoming, simply… watching. A tiny core of folded space spun slowly within it, as if it defied the world around it.

Lin Ho tucked it into his inner robe. Whatever it was, it didn't seem dangerous — yet. And it responded to his Chaos Qi, which meant it likely wasn't from this realm, or at least not meant for others.

> "A remnant from the old era…" he whispered, eyes narrowing. "Or something older."

As he left the clearing, the sky began to shift. The realm, once quiet, trembled faintly. Above the tree canopy, distant lights flickered — the sign of multiple cultivators clashing at full force.

Someone had found one of the core spirit zones.

Elsewhere in the secret realm, the strongest disciples of the Qingye Sect gathered.

Jiang Yiran, daughter of the Thunderclap Pavilion's patriarch, stood with her dual blades humming. Lightning curled around her wrists as she faced off against a black-armored youth with flame erupting from every pore. Their battle tore through stone and sky, attracting the attention of every elder monitoring the realm.

A short distance away, another disciple stumbled upon a cliffside temple, its gates half-buried in rubble. As they attempted to pry it open, a wave of suppressed energy blasted outward — a domain locked since the ancient wars.

Lin Ho felt it from miles away. His Chaos Qi rippled, not from danger… but resonance.

> "Something's awakening here," he muttered.

That night, he camped atop a cliff, seated cross-legged beneath a tree twisted into an arc. From that vantage, he could see a third of the realm — storms of Qi flashing like celestial battles below.

He pulled the seed from his robe again. It floated above his palm, drawing in strands of starlight.

Lin Ho inhaled deeply, cycling his breath through the Primordial Spiral. As Chaos Qi pooled in his core, he gently fed a thread into the seed.

A single root sprouted — glowing violet, then faded back into stillness.

Before he could ponder further, he heard footsteps.

A girl emerged from the trees — the one with twin wind sabers from the entrance trial. She looked disheveled, robes torn, Qi unstable.

> "Lin Ho? I… I didn't expect to run into you."

> "Three disciples from the Iron Bone Sect. They tried to… they're stronger than me. I ran."

As if summoned, a sinister laugh echoed from below.

Three figures stepped into view, their faces cloaked in shadow, but their killing intent unmistakable.

> "Found you," one of them sneered. "And this time, you brought a friend."

Chapter 37: Seed of the Unknown