Wanhua's true body stepped into Chaos, and his aura was instantly separated from the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Era by a barrier, as though he had leaped from a ceaselessly flowing river into a boundless, violent sea.
All around him were bizarre vortices of color, Law Fragments breaking apart and reforming, and the wondrous spectacle of Annihilation and Creation unfolding at once.
There were also the omnipresent Chaotic Astral Fiends and Spacetime Turbulence, enough to erode a Grand Unity Dao Fruit.
He had no time to admire this primitive and dangerous "scenery." Every shred of his focus was fixed on sensing the jade slip bound to Yun Su's life.
The fluctuations coming from the jade slip were exceedingly faint, and its direction drifted unpredictably.
Clearly, Yun Su and his Inch-Close Literary Boat had been swept up by a powerful Chaotic Turbulence, struggling amid its currents. The situation was dire.
"Though locating her is difficult, the karmic bond remains unbroken."
Wanhua's gaze was calm. Primordial Chaos Literary Qi flowed naturally around him. Rather than forcibly pushing Chaos aside, he used an exceedingly profound method to emulate Chaos's own Order of Disorder.
His body moved like a fish entering the sea. Though battered by the currents, he followed their flow, racing toward the sensed direction with minimal expenditure.
Along the way, he saw the drifting ruins of shattered worlds, places that might once have nurtured brilliant Civilizations but now held only dead silence.
He encountered Chaotic Demon Shadows condensed from pure negative emotions and chaotic laws. They possessed no reason, only the instinct to devour and destroy.
Yet they were cowed by the Literary Qi surrounding Wanhua, which contained the principles of Supreme Order, and dared not approach.
He even crossed a Land of Laws Returning to Nothingness, where even the