Legacy of the Void Fleet

Time passed silently, as though the universe itself held its breath.

The Law Web still shimmered above, and every moment that went by was precious.

Kallus, too, sat cross-legged in deep meditation, taking full advantage of this rare opportunity. Though he had already comprehended several laws, there remained many that eluded him—most notably the Law of Power and various Weapon Laws.

Now, surrounded by the aftershocks of his father’s tribulation and the immense Law resonance it brought forth, he dived deeper into those he had only scratched the surface of before.

Not far from him, his mother Ameil was immersed in her own comprehension.

Her class, deeply rooted in the Law of Life, resonated profoundly during the Manifestation of Laws. Amid the myriad of elemental and cosmic principles, the Law of Life responded with unmatched intensity—drawn to her essence, which was fundamentally woven from its very threads.

This synergy allowed her to deepen her already strong affinity with this major law, reinforcing both her identity and the foundation of her class, which was essentially a living embodiment of Life itself.

Though she held a faint alignment with the Law of Resurrection—a rare and potent offshoot of the Law of Life—she exercised wisdom and restraint. Rather than scattering her focus, she chose to first fully master the Law of Life, understanding that only with complete command over its core could she safely and effectively branch into its complex and dangerous sub-laws.

For Ameil, mastery had never been solely about strength. It was about stability—the unwavering control, longevity, and precision that could protect not just herself, but the ones she held dear.

To her, true power wasn’t measured by destruction or dominance, but by the ability to endure, to preserve, and to act with exact purpose when it mattered most.

Then there was Luna—the little princess of the house, and the one hailed as the titled future Supreme Sorceress.

Her case was different—far more exceptional.

Her class wasn’t just powerful—it was unnatural, one forged with destiny and chaos intertwined. She was in tune with multiple laws at once, ranging from elemental laws to the Law of Destruction itself.

Even now, while others focused on one or two laws, Luna danced across several simultaneously—her comprehension speed astonishing even those with superior talent and clear affinity.

Her growth wasn’t forced. It was intuitive. Natural. As if the laws were whispering to her directly, inviting her to understand them.

Even Kallus, known far and wide as an Elemental Overlord—a title many revered, coveted, and would even kill for, given its symbol of vast elemental mastery and unparalleled diversity—could not deny one truth: Luna was only a few steps behind him.

And in certain domains, she was already ahead. Her profound understanding of the Law of Summoning and the Law of Control surpassed even his, making her a force that not even the Overlord himself could overlook.

Her versatility and innate harmony with destruction and elemental laws made her unique.

At that moment, everyone was in a world of their own.

The opportunity William had created was rare—possibly once in a lifetime—and no one was wasting it. Each cultivator was immersed in silent meditation, doing their best to comprehend the laws they were most attuned to. But even as they tried their hardest, none dared to force it.

There was a saying known across the cultivation world: ”The harder you chase a law, the farther it runs.”

Understanding couldn’t be forced. Law comprehension wasn’t something that bowed to effort or ambition. It came naturally—or not at all. Like sudden enlightenment, it often struck when least expected, not when most desired.

In this moment, talent didn’t matter. Not lineage. Not bloodline. Whether you were born a genius or had no special affinity at all, it made no difference now. Because when it came to comprehending laws—true laws of the universe—it wasn’t about talent.

It was about stillness.

And patience.

After all, if talent alone could lead to mastery, then why would civilizations millions of years old—like the Star Empire and others—still have so few powerhouses who had stepped into the Genesis Law Realm?

The truth was simple and brutal:

Cultivation in this universe was hard.

Because the laws of this universe were stronger.

And because comprehension of those laws… was even harder.

That was the cosmic irony. The deeper the laws, the stronger the power—but also the more distant their understanding. Focus helped. Meditation helped. But obsession? Force? Impatience?

That only pushed understanding further away.

As the hours passed, something remarkable began to happen.

One by one, the cultivators entered states of sudden enlightenment. Gradually, their comprehension deepened. Some connected with the Law of Fire, beginning to understand not just flame—but what fire truly meant.

The heat it emitted, the destruction it brought, the purification it offered—they questioned everything. And through those questions, answers came. Slowly. Naturally.

Others resonated with laws like Water, Air, and Stone. Each law whispered truths to those who listened, unraveling layer by layer. Understanding came not through force but through surrender. No one tried to rush it. They simply allowed the laws to unfold before them.

Time passed strangely. Hours felt like seconds—slipping away unnoticed. Before long, ten hours had vanished in what felt like the blink of an eye.

The Law Manifestation in the sky—the divine web of interwoven laws—began to fade. By the twelfth hour, it disappeared completely.

And yet, not a single person moved.

No one spoke. No one asked why.

They were still in the grip of that rare and powerful state of enlightenment—a moment most cultivators never experience even once in their lifetime. To have dozens, even hundreds, enter it simultaneously was unprecedented.

But again—no one questioned it.

To question it would be to break the spell.

So, time continued to pass.

After nearly a full day, the first awakenings began. Slowly, quietly, cultivators emerged from their dazed states, their minds still swimming with fragments of divine truth.

Yet no one dared speak. Those who woke simply stayed still, not wanting to disturb the others. They knew exactly how rare, how sacred, this opportunity was.

Over the next two hours, most of the group awakened.

All except Kallus and his family.

They remained locked in deep enlightenment—until two hours later, they too stirred.

And ten minutes after that, William finally opened his eyes.

William, though still faster than his son and daughter, he was taken aback for a brief moment. Not entirely surprised, of course. He had always known both of them were more talented—perhaps even monstrous in their potential. He wasn’t far behind them, just like Amelia hadn’t been. But still, it stung. After all, he was their father. The head of the house.

And yet now, he—the father, the leader—was being left in the dust. Just a speck behind, perhaps, but even that felt like an arrow lodged deep in his chest, piercing straight through his heart. For a fleeting moment, a dangerous thought crossed his mind: would his position as head of the house soon be threatened by these two young upstarts?

He scoffed internally. Not like I ever cared much about that damned position anyway... And yet, the ache remained.

”Ugh,” he groaned softly, shaking his head. No use thinking about it now—it’ll only hurt more if I dwell on it. First, let me stabilize my inner state after this break. I’ll think about the rest later.

The gains were immense.

Everyone had profited. Every single one of them had comprehended something. Even if it was minor, it was progress—something most cultivators struggled for decades to achieve.

The breakdown was staggering:

90% of the thousand cultivators had achieved minor comprehension in at least one law, ranging from 0% to 25%.

Around 8% had reached major comprehension—nearly 50% understanding.

A rare few—Imperial Guard Commanders, the Seven Grand Admirals, elite officers like Marshal Evans, General Marcs, and Raj—had achieved grand accomplishments, with comprehension levels between 50% and 75%, though mostly in minor laws.

A very small number had touched major laws—a significant breakthrough—but none of them had reached full comprehension of a grand or core law.

Only Kallus and his family stood above the rest.

Amelia had achieved full comprehension of the Law of Life, a grand law, and reached major accomplishment in the Law of Regeneration, and minor in the Law of Soul.

William had succeeded in comprehending the Law of Destruction to a minor level, with complete mastery of lesser laws like the Law of Storm and the Law of Wind.

Kallus shocked even the observers—comprehending dozens of grand laws, several major laws, and achieving full mastery in more than anyone present could count.

And then there was Luana.

She surpassed them all.

Not only had she fully comprehended the Law of Destiny, Law of destruction but she had also mastered multiple elemental major laws and several barrier-related laws to complete comprehension.

Her total count of fully understood laws was nearing one hundred—a feat unheard of even among ancient sects and cosmic-level beings.

She topped the entire board in terms of sheer volume and depth of law comprehension.

[This chapter would be edited.]