The Primordial Chaos Sovereign

Briana’s Awakening

The moon hung high above the wilderness like a silver eye.

Cold.

Silent.

Watching.

A young girl staggered through the forest barefoot, her thin clothes torn by thorn bushes and stained with dried blood. Her lips were pale from hunger, her body trembling from the cold night wind.

Briana Carter lifted her head slowly toward the sky.

The full moon had turned crimson.

A Lunar Eclipse.

The moment the scarlet light touched her skin, her body suddenly froze.

“Ahhhhhh!”

A scream burst from her mouth as terrifying Yin energy exploded from within her body.

The earth cracked.

Frost spread across the ground for miles.

Ancient blue runes appeared in the sky one after another like stars awakening from slumber. Rivers nearby instantly froze solid while the surrounding mountains trembled violently.

Above the heavens, the phantom image of a colossal Black Tortoise appeared.

Its shell seemed capable of carrying worlds. Its eyes were ancient beyond time itself.

And around it… time itself slowed.

Briana collapsed onto the ground as freezing energy surged uncontrollably through her veins.

“No… it hurts…”

Her body felt as though it would explode.

At that moment, a streak of blue light descended from the heavens.

A beautiful woman in white robes appeared before Briana, her expression changing instantly the moment she saw the phenomenon.

“Nine Yin Celestial Body…”

Her voice trembled slightly.

“And an eighty percent awakened Black Tortoise Bloodline…”

Even someone as powerful as the Divine Maiden Palace Sect Leader felt her heart shake violently.

This was not merely talent.

This was a heaven-defying existence.

Without hesitation, she raised her hand and pressed two fingers against Briana’s forehead. A vast wave of spiritual energy flowed into the girl’s body.

“Calm down girl,” the woman said softly. “Guide the Yin energy through your meridians. Don’t resist it.”

Briana’s breathing slowly stabilized.

The terrifying phenomenon gradually faded.

The Sect Leader looked toward the distant horizon.

Several terrifying auras were already rushing toward this location.

Imperial experts.

“They came fast…”

With a wave of her sleeve, she erased every trace of Briana’s aura from the area. Then she carried the unconscious girl into the sky and disappeared.

Far away, inside the Crimson Cloud Imperial City, countless experts stared toward the north in shock.

Within the Imperial Palace, a man dressed in crimson dragon robes slowly opened his eyes.

The Emperor of the Crimson Dynasty.

The surrounding space distorted merely from his gaze.

“What was that phenomenon?” he asked calmly.

An old eunuch kneeled instantly.

“This servant is investigating, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor narrowed his eyes.

“That aura…”

“It carried traces of the Black Tortoise.”

A dangerous smile appeared on his face.

“Find it.”

Years passed.

Within the Divine Maiden Palace, Briana became a legend.

The once homeless girl transformed into the number one genius of the sect.

Ice lotuses bloomed wherever she cultivated. Her Yin Qi was so pure that weaker disciples could not even stand near her without trembling.

At sixteen, she entered the Core Formation Realm.

At twenty, she mastered three supreme ice arts.

At twenty-five, she was named the Young Sect Lady.

Yet despite her talent, Briana rarely smiled.

One evening, the Sect Leader found her standing alone beneath falling snow.

“You’re thinking about them again,” the Sect Leader said gently.

Briana’s eyes remained cold.

“They abandoned me.”

The Sect Leader sighed softly.

“The Carter Clan feared the Emperor.”

“They feared losing everything more than they feared losing me.”

A bitter smile appeared on Briana’s face.

“Perhaps they made the correct choice.”

The Sect Leader looked at her for a long moment before speaking.

“No. They simply lacked courage.”

Another decade passed.

The Grand Martial Tournament began.

The greatest young geniuses of the Crimson Dynasty gathered beneath the heavens.

Clan heirs.

Sect prodigies.

Royal princes.

Chosen sons of heaven.

And among them…

Briana Carter.

The moment she stepped onto the stage, the entire arena fell silent.

Her white robes danced beneath the wind while frost spread beneath her feet.

Beautiful.

Cold.

Untouchable.

A prince from a top clan laughed arrogantly as he pointed his spear toward her.

“I heard the Divine Maiden Palace only knows how to raise pretty women.

Let me see if that’s true."

Briana looked at him calmly.

“Make your move.”

The prince roared and attacked.

The arena exploded beneath his spear strike. Yet Briana merely raised one hand.

The entire battlefield froze instantly.

The prince himself became an ice statue before shattering into countless frozen fragments.

Silence.

Absolute silence.

High above the arena, the Emperor leaned forward slightly for the first time.

His eyes narrowed.

“That aura…”

The Black Tortoise phantom appeared behind Briana briefly.

Time slowed.

Even space itself became heavy.

The Emperor’s pupils contracted.

“So it was you.”

Briana won the tournament without defeat. When she stepped forward to receive her reward, the Emperor smiled warmly.

“A peerless talent.”

His voice echoed throughout the arena.

“Tell me your name.”

“Briana.” She answered

The Emperor stared at her deeply.

“Briana… Carter?”

The entire arena became silent instantly.

The Carter Clan Patriarch’s face turned pale.

The Emperor slowly turned toward him.

“She belongs to your clan?”

Cold sweat dripped down the Patriarch’s forehead.

“N-No, Your Majesty.

She was expelled long ago. She is no longer a member of the Carter Clan.”

The Emperor’s smile widened slightly.

“I see.”

His gaze returned to Briana.

“Then from today onward, you shall enter the Imperial Palace as my concubine.” He declared

The air froze.

Everyone knew what that meant.

The Emperor did not want a concubine.

He wanted her bloodline.

Briana’s expression turned deathly cold.

The Divine Maiden Palace Sect Leader immediately stepped forward.

“Your Majesty, Briana is the Young Sect Lady of our sect.”

The Emperor’s smile vanished.

“Was that a refusal?”

Terrifying pressure descended instantly upon the entire arena.

The Sect Leader gritted her teeth but still bowed.

“This humble one dares not.”

But everyone understood.

She had refused.

That night, the Divine Maiden Palace burned. Screams echoed across the mountains.

Imperial soldiers slaughtered everyone in their path.

Blood dyed the snow crimson.

Briana knelt before the Sect Leader with tears in her eyes.

“Master, come with me!”

The Sect Leader shook her head.

“If we both leave, he will never stop chasing us.”

She gently touched Briana’s face.

“You must survive. Listen carefully.

The Emperor is no ordinary cultivator.

He is the master of the Laws of this world itself.”

Briana’s body trembled.

“Anyone who cultivates under the system he controls becomes bound by his Imperial Will,” the Sect Leader continued.

“Their power recognizes him as its source. They cannot kill him.

Not truly."

Briana clenched her fists.

“Then how do I stop him?”

The Sect Leader stared into her eyes.

“For thousands of years, this world has waited for someone outside the system.”

Her voice became softer.

“Someone whose power does not originate from the Heavenly Laws he controls."

"You…”

“You may become that existence.”

Before Briana could speak again, the Sect Leader pushed her away with spiritual force.

“GO!”

Briana vanished into the night as flames consumed the sect behind her.

And by dawn…

The Divine Maiden Palace no longer existed.

Three hundred years later.

Far away from the Crimson Dynasty.

Within the Solartin Empire.

A young man stood before a woman dressed in dark blue robes.

Armstrong.

And his master…

Briana Carter.

Time had barely touched her.

Her icy blue eyes stared toward the distant horizon silently.

“The Emperor is still searching for me,” she said calmly.

Armstrong frowned asked.

“After three hundred years?”

“He fears what I might become.”

She turned toward him slowly.

“But now…”

Her gaze sharpened.

“…I have found something even more terrifying.”

Armstrong raised an eyebrow.

“Me?”

A rare smile appeared on Briana’s face.

“Yes.”

She walked toward him.

“The Emperor is a master of this world’s Laws. Anyone who cultivates beneath those Laws can never truly oppose him.

But your bloodline…"

Her eyes glowed faintly.

“…if I am correct, you will not cultivate under the Laws of this world.”

The surrounding air trembled.

“You will dictate them.”

Armstrong’s heartbeat quickened.

Briana looked toward the heavens coldly.

“For three hundred years, I have hidden like prey.”

A terrifying frost aura erupted from her body.

“But soon…”

The ground froze instantly beneath her feet.

“…the hunter will learn what it feels like to be hunted.”