Lord of the Universe

Ch.10 -

Wang Chen trained for three years within the inheritance land, and now he had reached the early stage of the Martial Spirit Realm. At the same time, he had also become a Level 4 Rune Master.

There were nine levels for Rune Masters, from Level 1, the lowest, to Level 9, the highest. Levels one to three were considered the beginner stage of a Rune Master. At this stage, they could only draw Runes using special materials to create ink, then engrave those Runes onto objects.

Levels four to six were the intermediate stage. A Rune Master at this level could already draw Runes using their own energy. Their energy itself would take the form of ink, which they could then use to draw Runes on specific mediums.

As for levels seven to nine, these belonged to the advanced stage. A Rune Master at this level no longer required any medium at all. They could draw Runes directly in the air, creating various attacks or defenses.

Now, Wang Chen was at Level Four, the intermediate stage, meaning he could already draw Runes using his own energy.

And after these three years, Wang Chen was now facing a major problem.

"Master..." Wang Chen could only fall silent as he looked at his master’s body, which had become extremely transparent, almost on the verge of disappearing.

"Hah… I told you from the very beginning that I couldn’t last much longer. In this soul form, I can only use the Runes I created while I was still alive, and only within this inheritance land. But using those Runes requires sacrifice. I consume my soul power every single moment, and now the time has almost come."

Ling Zhizun smiled gently, even though he did not have much time left.

"It’s because of my fault—"

"Wang Chen!" Ling Zhizun said in a raised voice. "Master does not want you to blame yourself! That will become a burden on your mind and heart, and it will hinder your growth in the future! Remember, everything I have done was Master’s own choice, and I had no other option. If you truly do not wish to disappoint Master, then erase all burdens from your heart and mind, and keep moving forward!"

Yes, even if he had not trained Wang Chen, sooner or later his soul would still have dissipated. He was already content to have gained such a talented disciple like Wang Chen in the final moments of his existence.

Wang Chen fell silent. He closed his eyes, engraving his master’s words deep into his heart as he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He repeated this several times before opening his eyes again, his expression instantly becoming firm and resolute.

"Master, I will do my best and become the greatest Rune Master in the universe! As the disciple of Ling Zhizun, the God of Runes, I will not allow Master’s name to be ridiculed!" Wang Chen said with unwavering determination.

"Hm, that’s more like my disciple." Ling Zhizun smiled proudly. "Very well, Wang Chen. This is the time for parting, so Master will give you a gift."

"A gift?"

"Yes, a gift that will save your life when you are in a life-threatening situation!" Ling Zhizun pointed at Wang Chen. At that moment, light burst forth from his index finger and struck Wang Chen’s forehead.

Wang Chen felt a surge of power flowing through his body for several moments before it vanished without a trace, leaving him confused.

"Wang Chen, struggle on!"

Those were Ling Zhizun’s final words before his soul began to fade, eventually disappearing completely.

Wang Chen watched in silence. He said nothing and showed no reaction of any kind, even though, deep within his heart, he was crying.

He had lost everything—his family was dead, his home destroyed, his city reduced to ruins, the girl he loved had been kidnapped, and he had no idea what condition she was in now. And now, he had suffered another loss. Yet he did not show his grief. He stood tall with a firm expression, without the slightest hesitation on his face.

He could control his emotions extremely well.

"Master, watch me from above. Witness how your disciple climbs to heights that no one has ever reached before!" Wang Chen engraved this vow deep within his heart—a promise he would carry with him until death.