Floating Island - Triple S Talent - Chapter 482

Chapter 482: Found Seed of Law
What Clone Lein didn’t realize was that his battle was being observed from afar by Magnus and Darius. They stood above the void, far from the manifestation zone of the laws, watching the battle that had just concluded.

“Incredible… just a clone of a Tier 1 King, yet capable of killing a Tier 2 King-level ruler.” Magnus muttered, his eyes fixed on Clone Lein, who was now deactivating his soul altar.

In all his life, he had never encountered anyone with such ability—except for the chosen children of the gods. Yet now, that rare phenomenon had appeared right before his eyes. Magnus felt as if fortune had truly smiled on him today.

“Indeed, Ancestor. The Sect Leader holds that young man in high regard. He’s even willing to give him 50% of the spoils from the Law Seed contest,” said Darius, standing beside Magnus. His tone reflected a mix of shock and admiration.

Darius glanced at Clone Lein, who had started walking away. His calm aura stirred an odd feeling within Darius. The sheer power hidden within that figure—if the clone alone was this strong, then what of the original?

“Moreover,” Darius continued, “the Sect Leader intends to invite him into the Dominion, if he’s willing to join our alliance.”

Magnus slowly nodded. An additional King-tier ruler would elevate their position within the domain, giving them a greater chance of entering the next circle.

“Yes… the young man has incredible potential. We must bring him to our side,” Magnus murmured calmly. Yet behind that calm voice, a plan was already forming.

His previously relaxed gaze turned serious. He noticed that nearly 60% of the manifestation zone had been claimed by the pillars of the Invictus Sect. Meanwhile, Tenebrae Island was just 10% away from completing its own control.

Something unusual had happened due to Clone Lein’s actions. The Tenebrae forces, once aggressive, had now pulled back and were avoiding battle. Magnus understood their reasoning. Their focus had shifted—not on fighting, but on forming pillars and seizing as much territory within the manifestation zone as possible.

Magnus calculated silently, estimating their next move. Occasionally, he glanced at the vast emptiness that had now become a chaotic battlefield. A massive void rift had formed in the distance, causing the spatial laws to tremble irregularly.

In that place, countless souls had been unleashed by Durnhardt and Valerian. They were fighting recklessly, with no regard for the consequences.

“Those two madmen… willing to sacrifice their spirit bodies just for a moment of satisfaction,” Magnus muttered, his tone more sarcastic than admiring.

“Yes, sir. This is a golden opportunity for us. With this, we’ll be one step ahead and might even become part of the Sanctus Realm Council,” said Darius with a small smile.

Magnus didn’t respond immediately. His eyes glinted briefly, revealing deep ambition. The Sanctus Realm Council—a position coveted by many rulers, himself included. But the road there wasn’t easy. One crucial step was securing the law manifestation zone currently being contested.

“Darius, prepare yourself. We’ll move in ten seconds,” Magnus ordered firmly.

A white scroll appeared in his hand, slowly floating before spinning rapidly. In an instant, mysterious rune patterns began etching themselves above the void surrounding the law manifestation zone. Transparent lines shimmered softly, forming a massive magical circle that encompassed the area where the pillars had been erected.

Meanwhile, in another part of a different battlefield, Lein gritted his teeth. He was struggling against an invisible pressure radiating from a glowing white object lodged in the gap between two landmasses.

“Damn it… it’s too strong…” he muttered bitterly.

His feet pressed firmly on the cracked ground. His muscles tensed as he forced himself to move step by step toward the light. But every step felt like wading through a crushing ocean of gravity.

Before his eyes, the light pulsed steadily, releasing tiny, shimmering fragments like a swarm of fireflies dancing in the air. Lein could feel the waves of energy emanating from the object. Though he couldn’t confirm it, his instincts told him this was spatial law—something immensely valuable to anyone in pursuit of it.

That object, so blindingly bright, wasn’t just a common phenomenon. Lein began to suspect that it might be a Law Seed—the very source of higher law power.

“Just a bit more!” Lein shouted, his voice echoing through the vast chasm between the lands.

The distance was now only about twenty meters, yet his body was beginning to lose strength. Every ability he had that could multiply his attributes had been activated, but even so, each step felt heavy, as if his feet and body were restrained by invisible chains.

If he could reach that object—and if it could indeed be taken—then his duplication talent would allow him to replicate the Law Seed. That meant he could enrich himself with a profound understanding of spatial law, an incredible advantage that could change his fate in this world.

Zzzz…

Suddenly, a sharp ringing sound pierced his ears. Lein flinched. In an instant, a massive circle appeared above the law manifestation zone, glowing with unfamiliar patterns.

“What is that?” he thought anxiously.

His chest rose and fell, not just from exhaustion but also from uncertainty. He hated moments like this—moments when something happened beyond his control. And right now, he could do nothing but watch the changes unfold.

Is this the doing of the ancestors from the Invictus Sect or Tenebrae? he wondered. The intensity of the power emitted by the giant circle above was far too great. This wasn’t something a low-level ruler could pull off. Only those at the pinnacle might possess such power.

As if to answer his confusion, the same voice echoed in his ears again.

“Everyone prepare, enter the pillar zone. Teleportation in ten seconds.”

The tone was firm. It was not merely an announcement, but an absolute command.

Lein’s eyes widened. Damn it! He was outside the pillar zone! There was no more time to consider his original plan. That glowing object was no longer the priority—his life was far more important.

Without hesitation, Lein turned around and shot backward at full speed, abandoning his desire to reach the cliff and duplicate the object. The pressure around him was still immense, but he couldn’t afford to stop.

In the distance, he could see several of his clones standing inside the pillar’s protection zone.

“The original, get in here quick!” shouted one of the clones urgently, as if Lein were a child who needed reminding.

“Come on, Boss, you’ve got this!” another called out excitedly.

As if a cheer squad had formed, the rest of the clones joined in, shouting words of encouragement to their struggling original.

Lein sighed inwardly. Seeing all his clones acting like that, he could only cover his ears and ignore them.

Luckily, just before the countdown reached zero, he managed to reach the protected zone. His breath was slightly ragged as he stood within the pillar zone, eyes still locked onto the glowing object now growing farther from him.

There was a lingering reluctance in his heart—a sense of loss over the great opportunity that had just slipped away. Had he been able to obtain that object, his path toward becoming a Tier Two King would have been shortened by 90%. Only one more item was needed to fulfill the requirements.

But there was nothing he could do. He was forced to accept reality.

The countdown ended.

In an instant, the world around him changed. His vision suddenly went dark—then bright again, as fast as a blink.

Lein immediately noticed something strange. He didn’t feel his body being moved. However, the environment around him… everything had changed. He looked around carefully. The land he was standing on remained the same, as did the surrounding pillars.

A sudden realization dawned in his mind.

It wasn’t me that moved… but the entire law manifestation zone that had been relocated!

Amazement filled his thoughts.

“What kind of teleportation is this…?” he whispered softly.

Ordinary teleportation only moved individuals or objects within a limited scale. But this… a vast land the size of the law manifestation zone had been shifted in an instant! This wasn’t ordinary spatial magic.

Lein carefully observed the distant area. The edges of the land looked unnatural, as if they had been sliced with perfect precision. Only the sections protected by the pillars had been brought along in the teleportation, while the rest vanished from sight, leaving behind nothing but emptiness.

Without wasting time, Lein recalled all his clones. The duplicate bodies turned into light and merged, forming a long black-bladed sword that floated in the air before slipping into his spatial ring.

At that moment, Magnus’s voice echoed once again, resounding clearly throughout the area.

“Everyone, gather at the designated point.”

Lein looked up. In the distance, a pillar of red light soared into the sky. Without hesitation, he shot toward the source of the light at full speed. Curiosity and excitement surged within him—he had to find out where they were now.