A day passed in the blink of an eye.
Many geniuses had already selected the Chaos Monument they wanted to comprehend.
"Alright, I've recorded the Chaos Monuments you've chosen. Some of them have been selected by more than one person, but that's not a problem. You'll just take turns—each person will have seven days to comprehend it."
God General Yi spoke in a deep voice.
"Seven days?!"
Many geniuses felt a bit regretful—seven days was far too short. But when they thought about it again, they no longer felt disheartened. After all, having this opportunity was already a blessing.
If they hadn't been selected through the Chaos Genius Battle, the price to enter the Hall of Enlightenment and comprehend a Chaos Monument would have been unimaginable.
In that sense, they were already incredibly fortunate.
"Some of you don't need to wait. Just follow this corridor. Ahead, you'll find rows of secret chambers—inside each is a Chaos Monument."
God General Yi, clad in golden armor, said sternly, "There are tens of millions of secret chambers here. Of course, do not enter them at will. This place is protected by God Kings. Anyone who breaks the rules will be executed."
"Yes!"
The gathered geniuses nodded in awe. Of course, such a vital location would be guarded by supreme beings.
"Go in."
God General Yi began calling names, allowing the geniuses who didn't have to wait to enter the deepest section of the Temple of Enlightenment and begin comprehending the Chaos Monuments.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One by one, the chosen geniuses moved swiftly.
Those who had to wait could only endure patiently. After all, many had chosen the same monument, and queuing was inevitable. But to a Quasi-Saint, time was not an issue.
Meanwhile, in the virtual world of the Chaos Virtual Network, many God Kings gathered. Through the surveillance systems of the Temple of Enlightenment, they observed the movements of the various geniuses.
"It looks like Gabriel, the genius of the Angel Race, has chosen the Chaos Monument of Light, walking the same path as the Lord of Light," one God King commented.
"Well, that's expected. Angels are born with the affinity for light. It would've been strange if he had chosen anything else. Just like Ni, the genius of the Titan Race, who selected the Wind, Thunder, and Chaos Monument left by the Lord of Titans."
Another God King nodded in agreement.
"Forget it. These kinds of geniuses usually become disciples of the top figures within their own race. They clearly have no fate with us."
One God King sighed, shaking his head.
Despite their monstrous talents, most of these super-race geniuses would be recruited by their own ancestral deities, leaving little opportunity for others.
"So instead, let's look at those from the Prehistoric World. They truly stand out. To be able to pick out the most powerful Chaos Monuments from among tens of millions—such vision is astounding."
One God King's eyes gleamed as he stared at Daode Tianzun and the others.
"Lingbao Tianzun chose the Giant Axe Chaos Monument, which is related to my Giant Ax Arena, and he's highly skilled in the Way of the Sword. He's perfect to be my disciple," said the Heavenly Sword King, clearly eyeing Lingbao Tianzun with great interest.
A genius with such sword talent was rare. Even someone as indifferent as the Heavenly Sword King couldn't help but covet it.
"Ridiculous. Just because he chose a monument related to your arena doesn't mean he's fated to be your disciple. Our World Bank has God Kings skilled in swordsmanship as well, and they're not inferior to yours."
A God King from the World Bank retorted coldly.
"What are you trying to say, Yi Sword King? That you're trying to steal my disciple?"
Heavenly Sword King narrowed his eyes, glaring at the other sword expert.
But Yi Sword King remained calm. "Heavenly Sword King, you're being unreasonable. Just because a disciple is talented doesn't mean he must join your Giant Ax Arena. Our World Bank is also wealthy and resourceful. In terms of nurturing disciples, your arena might not even match us. Whether Lingbao Tianzun chooses you is another matter entirely."
"That's right. Your Giant Ax Arena is too domineering. Do you think any talented disciple automatically belongs to you?"
Another God King chimed in.
"Hehe, in that case, let's compete and see who Lingbao Tianzun chooses!"
The Heavenly Sword King sneered.
"Then bring it on," Yi Sword King replied calmly.
"Haha! Yi Sword King and Heavenly Sword King are really going at it!"
"Well, it's not surprising. To be honest, Lingbao Tianzun's talent is extraordinary. If his path aligned more with mine, I might have fought for him too."
"True. Once fully nurtured, he might become a God King in the future."
"But the Prehistoric World doesn't just have Lingbao Tianzun. Daode Tianzun is also incredible—he's constantly in a state of enlightenment. What kind of comprehension ability is that?!"
"Yuanshi Tianzun is also astonishing. His learning ability is unparalleled. He can copy almost any supernatural power or spell, but more than that—he innovates and improves them. It's terrifying."
"Patriarch Styx isn't bad either. A being from the Underworld, and proficient in the Law of Death. It's just unfortunate that there aren't many God Kings well-versed in that law, otherwise I'd take him as my disciple in a heartbeat."
"Zhunti Daoren also possesses immense wisdom, not inferior to Daode Tianzun."
"And Nuwa, that girl is truly outstanding. Our World Tree, the boss of the World Bank, is very satisfied with her and wants to take her as a disciple. It's just a pity that she isn't plant-type life."
"The Prehistoric World is truly remarkable—so many monsters in one generation."
"I heard that Tai Yi, Di Jun, and the Twelve Ancestors of Wu also participated in the Chaos Genius Battle, but they were eliminated in the rematch due to their limited cultivation time."
"No matter what, we must seize the opportunity to take disciples this time. Otherwise, the treasures of the Secret Realm World will all fall into the hands of other God Kings, and we'll be left with nothing."
The voices of many God Kings echoed in the void, each determined to secure their own monstrous disciple.