I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 682 - 394: 17 Evolutions · Portal Appears

The epiphany brought by the collection has so use.

However, for now, its usefulness is not too great.

Compared to before, the increase to a ten-year extra-dinsional sense of sll could at most alleviate Chen Yun’s usual loneliness and boredom.

After all, having such a bug-like ability to sll the past stories of all matter indeed satisfies one’s curiosity anyti.

But besides that, this ability seems to have little use.

If it was the only ability.

Then he could beco a master detective.

Everything in all cases would instantly reveal nurous traces left in the river of ti under his extra-dinsional sense of sll.

This is completely like an open-book exam.

Any so-called murderer would have no place to hide in front of such a capability.

He could also beco a master of antique appraisal.

Although the extra-dinsional sense of sll that only traces back ten years can’t see everything an antique has experienced over hundreds or thousands of years, it can at least determine if a fake antique was made in the last decade.

But all these hypotheticals are based on Chen Yun having only this one ability.

In fact.

Chen Yun not only has this ability, but many other more extraordinary abilities.

All these combined.

Have made him the King of the Primordial Star today.

And for soone like him, being a detective or master antique appraiser holds no aning.

He, is the supre King.

Therefore, boosting the extra-dinsional sense of sll to ten-year duration after an epiphany is ultimately just a ans to pass ti.

Perhaps it will be useful in the future.

But not now.

Current Chen Yun anticipates an even more powerful and stronger evolution.

Pondering.

At this mont, staying on the Moon, Chen Yun looked up towards the boundless starry sky and the conspicuously large and distinct Primordial Star.

It is now June 17th, at eleven fifty-nine at night, and in one more minute, it will be the seventeenth evolution.

If you think about it.

The ti from when he was an ordinary human to the King of the Primordial Star seems to have only been about four months.

And within these four months.

He not only completed the transformation from an ordinary person to the King of the Primordial Star.

But also completed the transformation from a normal carbon-based life to a powerful being capable of destroying a constant star system with full power.

This left him sowhat in a daze.

But along with the daze, ca greater anticipation.

Currently.

Each of his evolutions can be said to be equal to all the past achievents.

With every evolution, he could almost instantly outmatch his previous self.

Then what about the seventeenth?

What will he beco?

What kind of new abilities will he have?

As Chen Yun held such expectations, it wasn’t long before a strong drowsiness overca him.

This drowsiness surpassed previous tis.

Initially, it was just a slight heaviness of the eyelids, as if countless tiny feathers lightly landed on them, making him instinctively want to close his eyes.

Then, the drowsiness surged like a tidal wave, growing heavier and heavier.

His vision began to blur, and the light of the stars in his eyes seed to flicker.

Becoming unstable.

Chen Yun tried hard to blink, attempting to dispel this unusual fatigue.

But after each blink, the world before him grew even more hazy.

His body seed wrapped in an invisible veil, with every movent becoming slow and heavy.

Even simply sitting up straight beca exceptionally difficult.

His thoughts gradually blurred, and the fantasies and expectations about future evolution in his mind were replaced by a warm and comfortable darkness.

Like being surrounded by a soft eiderdown bed.

Chen Yun felt himself slowly sinking into a dreamscape without worries.

The light of the distant Primordial Star beca faint.

His consciousness gradually sank.

In the last bit of consciousness, there was a strong expectation of the seventeenth evolution to co, and a yearning for unknown power.

Finally.

Chen Yun completely fell into a deep sleep.

When consciousness awakened again, he was no longer bound by his physical body.

He was a pure consciousness wandering in that familiar pure cyan dreamscape.

Only this ti it was sowhat different.

Just as the drowsiness was stronger than before, this ti the pure cyan dreamscape was also undergoing different changes.

With careful observation, one could find.

Countless pure cyan mist-like things, unlike before, were not just drifting chaotically in this dreamscape.

Instead, they were moving in a regular pattern.

They headed in a unified direction.

Countless pure cyan mists seed to be drawn by so mysterious power, starting to move regularly.

These mists appeared as threads, light and transparent, each tracing a graceful arc through the air.

They seed to possess life, intertwining and entangling with each other, forming complex and exquisite patterns. These patterns continually changed in the air, so resembling spinning vortices, so like blooming flowers, others like flowing rivers, continuously extending forward.

Chen Yun’s consciousness seed attracted by these mists, involuntarily following their direction of movent.

He found himself in a long river composed of pure cyan mists. This long river andered and twisted through fantastic landscapes ford by the mist.

The banks of the river were tall pillars of mist.

They were like ancient stone columns, upholding the sky of this dreamscape.

Giving a particularly solemn feeling.